I love reading, and I am a real bookworm. Books are my best friends. It has taught me a lot of knowledge and enriched my life.

When I was over two years old, I was still illiterate. Every day when my mother tells me stories, it is my happiest time. I have to listen to it three or four times before I give up, so I have an indissoluble bond with the book. In the story of Dudu Bear, the simple and lovely Dudu Bear taught me how to be a good boy. I never make a sound when listening to stories. I sit for an hour or two, completely immersed in the ocean of books. I used to feel happy because of the happy ending of fairy tales, and I also shed tears because of the tragic fate of the protagonist. Beautiful and kind Snow White, clever and lovely little red riding hood, hardworking Cinderella ... These characters are deeply imprinted in my mind and cannot be forgotten.

When I was old, I was no longer satisfied with listening to other people's stories and began to explore the mysteries of the book myself. I started reading and learning Pinyin, bought many books with phonetic notation, and then I couldn't wait to swim in the ocean of books.

Later, I went to school and learned a lot of words. I like reading all books. After reading Five Thousand Years in China and 100,000 Why, I learned a lot. I also regard it as a document and have accumulated many good words and sentences. If I feel good, I will extract them. Sometimes when you meet words you don't understand, you look them up in the dictionary. While others were playing, I ran to the bookstore and plunged into the pile of books. I want to buy it when I see a good one. Sometimes I borrow some books from friends and relatives. I am so happy to hear that the school library can borrow books for free. I borrow it every Wednesday. I think I am studying well now, because I have read a lot of books.

Once, I heard that a book called Naughty Ma Xiaotiao was very good, so I borrowed it from a friend. I didn't think it was enough after reading it, so I bought another one. In this way, I almost finished the whole set of actions of naughty Ma Xiaotiao.

Now, books have become an indispensable part of my life. Although I am busy with my studies, I still find time to read books, and sometimes I dream that I am roaming in the sea of books. From Dudu Bear's story to Grimm's fairy tale, from 100,000 whys to China for 5,000 years, from Journey to the West to a Dream of Red Mansions, there are still 80 days to travel around the world, the secret of the treasure gourd and so on. There are already many books in my bookcase, and every book is neatly placed on the shelf. I regard them as the apple of my eye. They are well preserved. Every book has a cover. Sometimes I just read a book when I have nothing to do and read it with relish.

There are many stories about me and this book, which I can't tell enough. ...

A 400-word collection of stories I wrote in poetry.

The treasure house of China's ancient poems is really profound and splendid. Ancient poetry is the essence of China culture. Ancient poetry has a vivid beauty, a beauty that cannot be replaced by other styles.

Facing those novels and stories, I prefer ancient poems. I like its rhyming catchy; I like its concise words and expressions, which are easy to understand. I like its beautiful artistic conception and philosophy. Ancient poetry makes people suddenly enlightened and their thoughts sublimate. Even foreigners admire and appreciate them.

My first teacher was my mother. Under her guidance, I have developed a strong interest in ancient poetry since I was a child. When I first went to school, I would recite one or two hundred ancient poems. In the third grade, I used my spare time to read and recite eagerly under the guidance of my mother. My memory is getting better because of my back. In just one year, I can recite more than 400 poems and essays. In the process of reading aloud, I met the unrestrained Li Bai; I got to know Du Fu who cares about the country and people. Met Yue Fei who was full of blood but died with great pains. ...

By reading ancient poems, it gave me a lot. Meng Jiao's "Only an inch of grass is a little sentimental, and it is rewarded with three spring rays", which let me know the children's deep affection for their mothers; The story of Gong Yu moving mountains made me understand that nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb; The story of the oil seller vividly tells me that practice makes perfect.

Ancient poetry is not only my mentor and friend. It always reminds me and educates me. I remember once, I fell out with my classmates because of a little thing, and I was very angry. At this moment, I thought of Confucius' "Jiu Si"-seeing clearly, listening attentively, thinking enthusiastically, looking respectfully, speaking loyally, thinking respectfully, asking doubtfully, thinking hard and seeing clearly. Compared with the ancients, I quarreled with my classmates because of a trivial matter, which ruined my friendship with my classmates for many years. Really superficial, really shouldn't! Finally, I took the initiative to apologize, "made peace" and made up with that classmate again.

The content of ancient poetry is profound and all-encompassing, which makes me deeply intoxicated. Every time I read a good poem, I feel the profoundness of China's culture: "I am playing with a lotus doll, though I am strong and clear, Ling Ge is meaningful.". This is a compliment to the beautiful mountains and rivers: "Laughing makes you timid, and there is no Ding Bai". This is a sigh of noble sentiment indifferent to fame and fortune: "watching swords after drinking, blowing horns in dreams, and even camping." This is the depth and radicality of serving the country.

The bright moon in front of the bed, the hibiscus on the water, and a little scenery in life are enough to trigger the endless fantasies of the ancients; How many successes, failures, gains and losses and warnings are recorded in ancient poems! Unconsciously, ancient prose has occupied an important position in my heart like "friends and relatives". Learning ancient poetry is not only a task, but also a pleasure. The talent of the ancients left many of our descendants behind. Appreciating ancient poems means enjoying life and savoring life. The meaning of drunkenness is not wine, but also between mountains and rivers. "Ancient poetry is the pride of our traditional culture! I love ancient poetry, my friends, come on, let's "read the eternal beauty and be young gentlemen!" " "

I hope more people will be companions of ancient poems, interact with China ancient culture, and inherit and carry forward our traditional culture.

The story of me and the book is 400 words.

Gorky said: "Reading a book is like opening a window of life."

Bacon said: "Reading gives people pleasure, brilliance and talent."

I think: "books are like mysterious gems, which contain infinite value;" Books are a treasure house of knowledge, making ignorant people knowledgeable; Books are like faithful friends. When you are in trouble, they will always give you help and support silently. "Therefore, I love books, even to the point of obsession.

I vaguely remember that when I was very young, my mother would always hold me in her lap and tell me story books one by one when she came back from work every day. I always sit quietly and listen with relish, as if I were in the world described in the book. When my mother says something wonderful, I clap my hands hard. At that moment, my mother will always be happy to see me. ...

When I was a sophomore, I had my first book-Two Wan Li under the Sea. That night, I was absorbed in doing my homework. My mother handed me a book, and when I looked intently, there was a mysterious picture on the cover of the book: a Frankenstein with glasses, sitting on a strange fish-shaped boat, laughing heartily. Several colorful striped groupers swam around the strange ship, as if watching the uninvited guests who broke into their world. I was deeply attracted by it at once, immediately grabbed the book from my mother, and immediately opened it and read it. Whatever his homework is, put it aside. The strange fish in the book, the brave and witty captain Nemo, has become everything to me at this time. I don't know how long it took, but I suddenly heard my mother crying: "Chen Chen, have you finished your homework?" Only then did I remember that my homework had not been finished. Finish your homework in a hurry and secretly put the book to bed. It's late at night and the house is quiet. I gently opened the book again and continued to wander in the wonderful underwater world with Captain Nemo in the book. ...

When I woke up the next day, I found that the book was still firmly in my chest. In the next few weeks, Shu accompanied me to school during the day and slept with me at night. He has become a part of my life.

Since I came into contact with the book Two Wan Li under the Sea, my love for books has been out of control. I can't wait to enter the world of books. This book shows me more than I expected. It is a fantasy world completely different from the real world, richer and more exciting than the real world. The Arabian Nights, Grimm's Fairy Tales, 100,000 Why's and Insects … sucked me to the bottom of the sea of books like a whirlpool, but I couldn't surface for a long time.

Books accompany me to spend a happy time! Books will be my lifelong friends! I just finished writing this composition, and I have written a little too much ~ I hope it will be adopted.

I wrote a 400-word composition about a vegetable.

Picking yellow flowers is an extremely boring thing, only two hands are repeating the same action. But sometimes when we get together, we will talk about gossip in the countryside, such as the loss of Zhang San's cow, the admission of Li Si's son to college, and the theft of dried yellow flowers and even bags in Wang Wu. But I only listen, and my hands don't stop. When I am alone, I will sing and entertain myself, hehe. Sometimes I'm older, I buy a walkman, and I pick it while listening to music. My family has a piece of soil next to the soil of an uncle in our village. One of his lands is connected with mine. Every time I accidentally picked his yellow flowers, but every time I tied a dozen yellow flowers with yellow leaves and hung them on his yellow pedicel. If you miss it, it will bloom. Once it blooms, it is useless. Some people can't choose, but their parents told them not to waste money.

I wrote 400 words about it.

Once upon a time, there was a bird's nest in the tree. There lived a mother bird and a little bird. They live happily. However, a few days later, the bird was playing in the tree and was caught by a little boy and taken home. When the mother bird came back looking for food, she saw that her child was gone. She shouted, "Baby, baby, where are you?" ? Mother bird is back. Mother bird is very anxious.

The bird was taken to a beautiful place. The little boy found a cage, locked it up, fed it mineral water and ate polished rice and worms every day. At first, the bird felt good and comfortable. However, after a few days, it felt impatient. It wants to spread its wings and fly freely. So it said to the little boy, "Can you let me out?" The little boy asked doubtfully, "you don't have to go out to find food by yourself every day, and you don't have to be beaten by the wind and rain outside." Every day, there are clothes to reach out and food to mouth. Well done! Why go out? " Say that finish, and went away. The bird is disappointed.

The next day, the young bird finally couldn't help it and slammed into the cage door. The little boy heard the banging and came over. When he saw it, it turned out to be a bird. At this moment, the bird begged, "Please let me out. I want to be free. I’m going home. I want my mother. " The little boy saw the bird like this and thought, Yes, the bird is the spirit of nature. I shouldn't have kept it in a cage. Birds belong to nature and should fly freely in the boundless sky. So he opened the door of the cage and let the bird out. The bird spread its wings and flew. Now, the bird is finally free again.

The story about my mother and me, 400 words.

The story of me and my mother

"Listen to your mother, don't let her get hurt. I want to grow up quickly. Don't let her get hurt Beautiful white hair sprouts in happiness. The magic of angels is warm and kind. .........................................................................................................................

At that time, the Spring Festival was coming, and the atmosphere of the Spring Festival was everywhere in the street. I am very envious that every child is wearing beautiful new clothes. I looked at my old clothes and felt that my mother didn't love me. So I went to my mother and said, "mom, why don't you buy me clothes?" You see other children have new clothes, why don't I! " My mother listened to my words and said kindly, "Son, it's not that my mother won't buy you new clothes, but that my mother wants to save money for clothes and study for you in the future." You have to understand your mother's painstaking efforts. "I don't appreciate my mother's kindness and shouted," I don't care! "I want new clothes!" After that, I ran out.

The next day, my mother bought me a new suit. I put on new clothes and went out to play happily, but I didn't see my mother sighing beside me.

Afterwards, I regretted it as soon as I saw my new clothes. After all, my mother did it for my own good. I even asked my mother to buy clothes.

From then on, I no longer want my mother to buy unimportant things. Maybe I want to apologize to my mother in this way.

"Listen to your mother, don't let her get hurt. I want to grow up quickly to protect her ... "Jay Chou's song rang in my ear. I want to grow up quickly to protect my mother and stop making her sad.

The story of me and the book is 400 words.

Books are the ocean of knowledge, and I am a boat, swimming freely in the ocean of books. Shakespeare once said, "Life without books is like a bird without wings." We deal with books every day, and books naturally become my best friends.

I remember once, when I was a child. I found A Dream of Red Mansions from my father's bookcase. The book is very thick, and the two beautiful protagonists on the cover attracted me. This book is not only thick, but also heavy. I tried my best to open it. However, I don't understand any of the words in that book. It seems that I have read them in vain. After my cousin saw it for the last time, tears fell like broken beads. I am very unwilling. My cousin can understand. Why don't I understand? I asked my father and others, and they all replied the same thing: "You are too young to read." I begged my father that he would buy a Dream of Red Mansions ... Time passed, and now I have read Dream of Red Mansions several times. Looking back now, it's a bit ridiculous.

I remember another time, when I was very young, my mother taught me to read poetry. Let me see everything in the world with the eyes of a poet and listen to everything in the world with the ears of a poet. "It's good to go to school. You can learn a lot from books. " Since then, the seeds of "I want to study" have been deeply buried in my young mind.

Now, a bedroom, a desk and a good book, for me, reading is just like eating, sweet and delicious. Therefore, the taste of reading is always sweet in my heart. Not only me, but everyone in our school is like this, because on Tuesday and Thursday morning, we all have a reading time of "Happy Reading for 20 Minutes".

"There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book", which is very good. This book really benefited me a lot. Being in the book, I can't help cheering for the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, but also mourning for the corruption of the Qing Dynasty ... Reading has made me appreciate the elegance of China today, with advanced technology and strong national strength ... When I encounter difficulties in my homework, Xinhua Dictionary always teaches me knowledge. Old Master Q always makes me laugh when I am unhappy. Perhaps reading is my greatest pleasure.

Bing Xin once said, "Read more, read better, read better." Let me remember this sentence vividly, release myself, cultivate sentiment, and let us enjoy it in the ocean of books.

The story of me and the Internet (about 400 words)

Many years ago. Our home computer is connected to the Internet through telephone lines. It was not until I was in the third grade that my father taught me how to surf the Internet. Since then, I have learned about the Internet. The exquisite pictures and rich knowledge on the Internet let me know a new world, and I have an indissoluble bond with the Internet.

When I first started surfing the Internet, I just browsed some picture novels and masterpieces. Now I can chat with people all over the world with five strokes. Later, my father taught me to do web pages and 3D animation. I am very happy with the rich software and information on the internet, and I hardly need to spend money on software CDs. The internet is like a gold mine, and I have learned to use my wisdom to find gold.

I also learned to send and receive emails online. I use Sina's free email address. Enter Sina website, enter your email code and password, and then enter my email address, where you can check emails sent by friends, write emails to friends, send pictures and other files as attachments and texts, and of course know their email addresses. When I went to Jiuzhaigou for a spring outing this year, I took many photos of the water features of Huanglong Color Pool. Colorful water is really beautiful. When I got home, I couldn't wait to scan it into the computer and send it to my good friend by email, so that everyone could share my beautiful scenery with nature.

There is also a very useful network function, that is, the network real-name search function, which can be installed on the website of 372 1. After installing this function in our home computer, many websites I want to find, although I don't know their addresses, just enter the Chinese name of the website I want to find in the address bar of the browser, and the browser will display the Chinese addresses of the relevant websites.

For example, to find the website of "Students' Composition", I just need to enter the words "Students' Composition" in the address bar and press Enter, and the website related to "Students' Composition" will appear in the browser for me to choose to enter.

News on the Internet is faster and more comprehensive than TV and newspapers. For example, I learned a lot of details from the internet that newspapers and news didn't have. What a scholar who never goes out and knows what's going on in the world!

Now that our home is connected to the broadband network, we can watch new movies in advance or order previous movies online.

After surfing the internet, the world is closer to me, and the distant world has become a "global village", which is very convenient for thermal contact. Although I don't appreciate the "net worm" who will affect my study all day, I can't live without the internet. I want to use the wings of the network to understand the outside world, improve my learning and innovation ability, and strive for tomorrow.

My story with my opponent is written in 400 words.

I have many friends and several rivals. One of my opponents is also my friend. After class, we chase and play, and countless happy hours are spent between us. In study, we are at loggerheads and often become "enemies" in our class for a problem.

One day, in a math class, the teacher was talking about the idea and process of this problem. I listened with relish, and suddenly, another solution popped up in my mind. I am happy and anxious. I hope the teacher will finish soon and let me "show my problem-solving skills". Now, everything the teacher says goes in one ear and out the other. The long process of thinking and solving problems has finally come to an end. The teacher gasped and asked, "Who doesn't understand? Raise your hand! " There was silence in the classroom, eyes crossed. After a while, I raised my hand. The students looked at me with surprised eyes, and I looked forward to the teacher's voice. "What can't you do? Let's all help you! " "I have another way!" My voice didn't fall, but teacher Yang Mei took it, and her mouth turned up and said, "Go ahead, students can listen, and I'll ask questions later!" Once again, the classroom was silent, as if someone was silently directing. All the students pricked up their ears and looked at me intently I cleared my throat and started talking until my classmates got impatient. My study opponents and friends raised their hands without hesitation after class. I was surprised and ended my "wonderful speech" as quickly as possible. I turned around and made a gesture, thinking, I want to see what you can say! The teacher called her up and she said, "Teacher, I think it is wrong for her to use 27÷3=9 in the third step. She didn't say why! " ""I think so, 27 is the total, 3 is the average, and the final result is the total number of copies! " I said. Not to be outdone, she fought a wonderful and exciting battle with me. Finally, the teacher said something important: "This question can be said to be difficult. Both students speak very well. The combination of the second classmate and the first classmate is a wonderful and perfect idea and process. Ok, class is over! "I can't tell you how happy I am when I hear it. We hugged each other and then skipped out to play.

You see, although we are rivals, we get along well in our spare time. Opponents are just studying, and friends are in extracurricular time and class. Let's make an opponent friend and improve ourselves!

The story of my classmates and me, 400 words.

Stories between my deskmate and me are endless, and they happen from time to time. No, last Wednesday, my deskmate XX and I had a conflict because of a little thing, and finally escalated to "war". I still remember that scene clearly. I accidentally dropped her pencil box that day. She said to me in a commanding tone, "Smelly boy, pick up my pencil case quickly!" " ""Oh, "I reluctantly picked up her pencil box." I am the youngest in the class because I am especially loved by teachers! " "What did you say? Wait for me after class! "After class, she used the" magic method "on me again, grabbing at me like a storm, and I suddenly fell to the ground with itching. This "grasping god solution" was taught to her by my former deskmate Ru Linhan. When changing seats, Rulinhan was afraid that she couldn't cure me, so she taught her "unique skills". Class again, and I also used my unique skill-dull shaking. To put it bluntly, sitting on the bench has been shaking, and his mouth still makes a "dull-dull" sound. Don't underestimate this "spell", its hate index is 100%, which is enough to let the opponent wait for death. Sure enough, she couldn't stand it and surrendered. I finally subdued her. " Haha, demo! You are too young to fight for me! "My deskmate and I have many stories, which are very interesting. Just telling a few stories can make you laugh. My deskmate and I "fought" many times, and the outcome was half and half, and the war continued to burn. In short, my deskmate and I have many stories and a lot of happiness! It is these "many" that make us grow up healthily and happily, compare, learn, catch up, help and surpass.