What a simple and ordinary eye it is to learn about the strong reading atmosphere of people at that time, thus inspiring the small composition
book about the loud noise in the library that loves reading! However, it occupies a very high position in my mind.
In the long river of my memory, there is always a "book story" rippling in my mind, and I have formed an indissoluble bond with books. Whenever I hold a book with a book cover, I can't help but think of the past ... How important books are to me! If I believe that life ranks first, then books must be second only to life-ranking second.
I have cried for books, and I have been sad for books. Perhaps that is my attachment to books.
Every time I read a book "Retirement", I feel extremely sad, which is like digging half of my flesh.
I hid the book carefully in the bookcase. I can't bear to dig out my own flesh. Not only that, I also "sold my life" for books. It's hard to believe it, but it's definitely not a lie, but the truth from the heart.
in the second grade of primary school, my brother learned a book for me and I like it very much.
but because my knowledge is not profound enough, it seems very difficult-I always have to look it up in the dictionary.
One day, I was sitting on the shore of a shallow pool. The sunset was infinitely beautiful, but I was not interested in enjoying it. I still held the book in my hands and looked at it. But when I looked it up in the dictionary, the precious book slipped away and fell into the pool with a bang when I was not careful.
in a flash, I was like an animal that lost its soul. I plunged my head into the pool and tried to save the textbook that had fallen into the water. The book was touched, but that regrettable thing happened again. I was unfair to swim! I'm not tall enough to step on the ground.
I struggled in the pool with my arms around the book.
Maybe it was God's will. Big Brother appeared at this moment, and I was saved.
However, when I got home, I was beaten and scolded.
I cried, and my eyes were filled with infinite pain and sorrow, but it was not because of the beating, but because of the unfortunate experience of that book.
All the books were soaked. When I opened the book, I saw the muddy one ... I cried again.
maybe you will make fun of my behavior, but if you and I feel the same way, I'm afraid you can't help it.
books, my lifelong dream is to have books all over the world.
I even dream about it, but maybe it's an unattainable wish.
However, I don't feel desperate, because in every spring, summer, autumn and winter, it is books that cultivate my sentiment and accompany me to grow and live. Therefore, I am extremely gratified.
but a word of caution: they are all healthy and meaningful books! From the first moment I saw her, there was an inexplicable feeling in my heart: "She is destined for me.
"In the days that followed, I tried my best to get close to her and try to get to know her. It didn't take long, and I gradually realized that I was deeply in love with her.
Maybe I was tired of the boring ABC, or maybe I wanted to escape the suffocating X+Y. I asked her out again and again, and walked into a strange and fresh world from her fragrant title page.
Not for "the book has its own golden house", not for "the book has its own Yan Ruyu", not for utility, not for grades, not for diplomas, not for academic qualifications, just for the desire in my heart, just for the pleasant "green land" in my heart.
Her knowledge is so vast and her words are so philosophical; Her eyes are so warm, as if they can melt all the frozen hearts in the world, and her hands are so gentle, as if they can heal all the wounds in the world ... When I am painfully confused because of failure, she always says to me, "The real light is not that there will never be darkness, but that it will never be covered by darkness; The real hero is not always without humble sentiment, but is not influenced by humble sentiment; When you want to defeat foreign enemies, you must first defeat your internal enemies. You don't have to be afraid of falling and falling, as long as you constantly extricate yourself and renew yourself.
"When I am dancing because of my small success, she always tells me," There are days outside, there are people outside, and the strong is stronger than the strong. The real strong one must not only stand the test of failure, but also stand the baptism of sugar-coated shells after success. When you are immersed in the sweetness of happiness, you are afraid that others have reached the peak.
"When I can't extricate myself because of" slight confusion ",she always says to me," People will meet many people in their life, some are meteors and some are stars.
A meteor is beautiful, but it is a meteor after all. The meaning of a meteor is that it passes in an instant, and the beauty of a meteor only comes from an instant.
A meteor is a meteor after all. If you pursue it for a long time, you can only wait for the star that belongs to you, and seize the beauty of this moment, and the pain can only be yourself.
"When I hesitate, she will send me this poem:" I am confident that my life will last for two hundred years, and it will be like a water hammer hitting three thousand miles "; "I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea"; "I smile to the sky from the horizontal knife, and I will stay in the two Kunlun mountains" ... Yes! This is her, whether it is the impetuous heat wave outside the shade or the chilly wind outside the window, as long as she is with her, she will create a coolness in the heat wave and show a warmth in the cold.
She is the book, and this is the story of me and the book.
Now that the story of me and the book is coming back, the first book I met by chance has begun to blur and fade away.
Although the number of books that have passed through my hands in recent years is countless, there is still no lasting appeal like Three Hundred and Sixty Nights.
The first grade before the "book"-only two tattered and unknown books accompanied; Grade two-all kinds of small picture books and "Contemporary Pupils" and so on; The third grade-I finished reading Nemesis, which I thought was a long story for the first time, and began to read all the books on the hostess's essay < P > about loud noise in the library. What a simple and ordinary eye! However, it occupies a very high position in my mind.
In the long river of my memory, there is always a "book story" rippling in my mind, and I have formed an indissoluble bond with books. Whenever I hold a book with a book cover, I can't help but think of the past ... How important books are to me! If I believe that life ranks first, then books must be second only to life-ranking second.
I have cried for books, and I have been sad for books. Perhaps that is my attachment to books.
Every time I read a book "Retirement", I feel extremely sad, which is like digging half of my flesh.
I hid the books carefully in the bookcase. I can't bear to dig out my own flesh. Not only that, I also "sold my life" for books. It's hard to believe it, but it's definitely not a lie, but the truth from the heart.
in the second grade of primary school, my brother learned a book for me and I like it very much.
but because my knowledge is not profound enough, it seems very difficult-I always have to look it up in the dictionary.
One day, I was sitting on the shore of a shallow pool. The sunset was infinitely beautiful, but I was not interested in enjoying it. I still held the book in my hands and looked at it. But when I looked it up in the dictionary, the precious book slipped away and fell into the pool with a bang when I was not careful.
in a flash, I was like an animal that lost its soul. I plunged my head into the pool and tried to save the textbook that had fallen into the water. The book was touched, but that regrettable thing happened again. I was unfair to swim! I'm not tall enough to step on the ground.
I struggled in the pool with my arms around the book.
Maybe it was God's will. Big Brother appeared at this moment, and I was saved.
However, when I got home, I was beaten and scolded.
I cried, and my eyes were filled with infinite pain and sorrow, but it was not because of the beating, but because of the unfortunate experience of that book.
All the books were soaked. When I opened the book, I saw the muddy one ... I cried again.
maybe you will make fun of my behavior, but if you and I feel the same way, I'm afraid you can't help it.
books, my lifelong dream is to have books all over the world.
I even dream about it, but maybe it's an unattainable wish.
However, I don't feel desperate, because in every spring, summer, autumn and winter, it is books that cultivate my sentiment and accompany me to grow and live. Therefore, I am extremely gratified.
but a word of caution: they are all healthy and meaningful books! From the first moment I saw her, there was an inexplicable feeling in my heart: "She is destined for me.
"In the days that followed, I tried my best to get close to her and try to get to know her. It didn't take long, and I gradually realized that I was deeply in love with her.
Maybe I was tired of the boring ABC, or maybe I wanted to escape the suffocating X+Y. I asked her out again and again, and walked into a strange and fresh world from her fragrant title page.
Not for "the book has its own golden house", not for "the book has its own Yan Ruyu", not for utility, not for grades, not for diplomas, not for academic qualifications, just for the desire in my heart, just for the pleasant "green land" in my heart.
Her knowledge is so vast and her words are so philosophical; Her eyes are so warm, as if they can melt all the frozen hearts in the world, and her hands are so gentle, as if they can heal all the wounds in the world ... When I am painfully confused because of failure, she always says to me, "The real light is not that there will never be darkness, but that it will never be covered by darkness; The real hero is not always without humble sentiment, but is not influenced by humble sentiment; When you want to defeat foreign enemies, you must first defeat your internal enemies. You don't have to be afraid of falling and falling, as long as you constantly extricate yourself and renew yourself.
"When I am dancing because of my small success, she always tells me," There are days outside, there are people outside, and the strong is stronger than the strong. The real strong one must not only stand the test of failure, but also stand the baptism of sugar-coated shells after success. When you are immersed in the sweetness of happiness, you are afraid that others have reached the peak.
"When I can't extricate myself because of" slight confusion ",she always says to me," People will meet many people in their life, some are meteors and some are stars.
A meteor is beautiful, but it is a meteor after all. The meaning of a meteor is that it passes in an instant, and the beauty of a meteor only comes from an instant.
A meteor is a meteor after all. If you pursue it for a long time, you can only wait for the star that belongs to you, and seize the beauty of this moment, and the pain can only be yourself.
"When I hesitate, she will send me this poem:" I am confident that my life will last for two hundred years, and it will be like a water hammer hitting three thousand miles "; "I will mount a long wind some day and break the heavy waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea"; "I smile to the sky from the horizontal knife, and I will stay in the two Kunlun mountains" ... Yes! This is her, whether it is the impetuous heat wave outside the shade or the chilly wind outside the window, as long as she is with her, she will create a coolness in the heat wave and show a warmth in the cold.
She is the book, and this is the story of me and the book.
Now that the story of me and the book is coming back, the first book I met by chance has begun to blur and fade away.
Although the number of books that have passed through my hands in recent years is countless, there is still no lasting appeal like Three Hundred and Sixty Nights.
The first grade before the "book"-only two tattered and unknown books accompanied; Grade two-all kinds of small picture books and "Contemporary Pupils" and so on; Third grade-I finished reading the long Nemesis for the first time, and wrote to the hostess, the library in my hometown. < P > The library is a place that everyone who likes reading especially likes to go.
today, let me introduce our Fenghua library.
the history of the library Fenghua city library had all the ancient books sealed at that time, and new publications were available for readers to borrow.
In July 195, Fenghua County People's Cultural Center was established, and the establishment of the library was abolished. A library was set up in the cultural center, and book work became an activity of the cultural center.
In 1984, the library was separated from the cultural center, and the Fenghua County Library was established separately, which was subordinate to the Fenghua County Bureau of Culture, Radio and Television.
in December, 1988, Fenghua withdrew from the county to set up a city, and the name of the library was changed to Fenghua Library.
in 24, it was also called Fenghua Yefu Library.
on January 8th, 24, the new library building, which was built with more than RMB 3 million donated by Mr. Ye Taihai, an overseas Chinese, and matching funds from the city, was completed in Fenghua Cultural Square.
With a total investment of 1 million RMB, the building area is 5, square meters, which can accommodate 3, books and provide more than 8 reading seats. It is one of the landmark buildings in Fenghua.
in 24, there were 128,38 books.
Among them, there are 22 ancient books, 475 foreign books, 43 works on Marxism-Leninism and * * *, 7,23 books on philosophy, 95,863 books on social sciences, 18,829 books on natural sciences, 4,43 books on comprehensive subjects and 1,465 books on newspapers and periodicals.
There are 324 kinds of current periodicals and 9 kinds of newspapers.
The honor of the library tells you the truth, Fenghua has won many awards! Really! For example, it was rated as a third-class pavilion in 1998; In 24, library cards were issued, reading activities were organized, and books were purchased and catalogued in villages. Won the first-class museum in 24 ... It's countless! Now, I'll tell you an interesting story, which I thought of myself! One night, the dead of night.
in the library, many small grains of rice jumped out of the book.
ah! No, it's a group of little people. If you take a closer look, it's all animated stars! There are: Monkey King the Monkey King, Shunk and Beta, Mindless and Unhappy, and Black Cat Sheriff ... How cool! Everyone used books as a stage to sing and dance on it. It was really lively.
Suddenly, a super villain, Bai Gujing, crawled out of the book.
everyone backed off in fear.
At this moment, brave Ma Xiaotiao squeezed out from the crowd.
He changed a beautiful little flower and gave it to Bai Gujing, saying, "You look so beautiful. If you bring this little flower, it will be even more beautiful!" The Monkey King took advantage of Bai Gujing's attraction to Ma Xiaotiao, and quickly pulled out the golden hoop.
hit Bai Gujing hard on the head.
still yelling; "You don't have to fight against me in the story, but you dare to come here and run wild. You have a lot of courage!" It was dawn slowly, and everyone returned to the books, and the library returned to the past.