In study, work and even life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with short writing. With the help of short writing, people can reflect objective things, express their thoughts and feelings, and transmit knowledge and information. So how do you write a general composition? The following is my short story and the book I arranged for you. Welcome to share.

The story of me and the book 1 book, what a simple and ordinary sentence! However, it occupies a high position in my mind. In the long river of memory, there is always a "book story" rippling in my mind, and I have formed an indissoluble bond with books. ......

I remember Gorky said, "Nothing is more powerful than knowledge, and people armed with knowledge are invincible." So I like reading. Enjoying the pleasure of reading, I can always feel that books are the ladder for our study and progress; I feel lonely and lonely, so I chat with my good partner-book. As soon as I talk, I can't help myself. I was so caught up in it that I forgot everything about the world. It has become a god in my mind and I will never abandon it. In this way, I gradually swam in the sea of books with the "friends" in the book, and the stories in those books turned into cartoons before my eyes, which made me learn endless sources of knowledge, wisdom and courage.

I remember once, I read a book which left a deep impression on me. It taught us how to manage money and left a deep impression on me. Whenever I think of this book, I will think of a sentence: saving money is the supreme character.

Yes! This is her, whether it is the impetuous heat wave outside the shade or the cold 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 this book, and this is the story of me and this book.

A good book is like a good friend, always with you. A good book is like a tutor. A good book, like the source of life, is indispensable ... I love reading as much as I love life and draw more nutrition from it.

In fact, I didn't like reading when I was a child, because I fell in love with it by chance.

That was when I was in fourth grade. Sun Rongbei established a "Bookworm Beibei House Library" in my class. Our classroom is like a library. There are all kinds of books every day, and students are very interested. Sun Rongbei suddenly became a celebrity in our class. Her every move and smile are all good examples for us. So the students set up libraries in groups of three and five, and took all the books at home to school as books. Every time class is over, there is no more noise in the classroom, and everyone is reading quietly. Of course, I am no exception. At first, I just wanted to do a show. Can look at those students, read with relish, even Yan Yike in the class is fascinated, thinking: "The students are so devoted, it should be very beautiful!" " So, I can't help watching it. "It's beautiful!" I was thinking silently in my mind. When the bell rang, the students reluctantly put their books into the desks. "Li Shuzhe, put away the books quickly!" The students are whispering to each other. When my deskmate saw that I didn't respond, she patted me on the shoulder and said to me, "Class is over!" " "This scared me a lot. Only then did I realize that I quickly put the book away.

"Class is over! You can read it again! " The classmate shouted excitedly. I took out my book again. For this reason, I was also rated as a "reading star"! I like reading as such an accidental opportunity.

A book will make you smarter, and there are many bright spots in a book worth learning! Let's love reading together!

I am a friend of mankind, and books are the ladder of progress.

Everyone has many books, and so do I. Among them, my favorite is my wild animal friend. When it comes to the origin of this book, it can really be described in one word, and that is "hard-won". This book was recommended to me by a classmate. After reading it, I liked it very much. So, I want my mother to buy one for me, too. My mother and I came to the bookstore and saw that the price of this book in 28 yuan was actually too high, so my mother gave up the idea of buying it. I'm crazy about this book.

In a blink of an eye, summer vacation came. I have arranged for two friends to come home to play, and my mother will give each of us a book. So, I took the opportunity to read the book again, and my mother actually agreed. I can't help feeling smug. Finally, I got this book.

The author of this book is a little French girl. Her name is Tippy de Grey. Her parents are both natural landscape photographers. So Tippy had a chance to come to Africa with his parents. Because Tippy has lived in Africa for many years, she is full of love for nature and cares more about animals in nature.

After reading this book, I felt deeply, which made me realize that caring for nature should start with small things. Before that, I used to throw waste paper into the trash can. But now that I have waste paper, I am no longer used to throwing it into the trash can. Instead, I save it and sell it to the recycling bin together with the waste paper box every weekend. In this way, those waste papers can be recycled and returned to the paper mill, so that the paper-making uncles can make those waste papers into snow-white new paper.

In this way, we can cut down less trees, leave more trees for us humans and our wildlife friends, and let our wildlife friends have more living space and better survival in the home of the earth.

My Story with Books Essay 4 That night, I secretly put my newly bought comic book into my schoolbag. ...

In the morning, I took a close look at the comic book and prepared to go to school. Unexpectedly, my mother came to pick up my schoolbag and made a "carpet" search, which caught me off guard. After a while, mother shook out the comic book in her schoolbag. As a result, I had to let my mother go with a wry smile. I think that smile must be similar to Toby with a million pounds. Mom smiled. I immediately grabbed my schoolbag and ran and shouted, "Ah! There is physical education class today. I'm going to change my sneakers! " My mother was shocked by my sudden move, then she swore at my hot personality and shouted at the balcony, "Then hurry up, I'll go down first!" " Come on! I'm gonna be late! "Mom cried and opened the door and hurried downstairs.

When my mother came downstairs, I immediately tied my shoelaces, pulled out a comic book from the table and hid it in my schoolbag. But even so, I'm still a little uneasy. When I went downstairs, my smart mother had seen through my mind and was going to search my schoolbag again. My heart is pounding, and I secretly pray to God to bless me. That's a clever move: at this critical moment, mom's phone rang. Pretending nothing happened, I jumped on the bus with my schoolbag. After answering the phone, my mother forgot to search again. I was secretly pleased, but I still had to pretend as if nothing had happened on my face. Well, on the way, she started nagging again: reading is not suitable for me, what ... Alas, I've heard it for n times. In order not to let her see any clues, I had to nod frequently, but my mood had already flown out of the window.

The bell rang and the teacher came in. After class, I quickly put the comic book into the Chinese book, ready to read it at the right time. As I expected, the teacher worked hard. I quickly watched as planned, and the whole person seemed to be integrated into the comic world, as if all the teachers and classmates in the classroom had disappeared. I don't know how long it took, but the teacher has drifted to my side like a ghost, staring at me with serious eyes. Looking at it again, the whole class turned their surprised eyes to me. At this moment, the teacher reached out to me. I bowed my head and reluctantly handed the book over ... I was ashamed of myself.

The experience of secretly reading books made me "unforgettable".

Father bought me an Italian fairy tale, and I couldn't put it down. I often forget to eat and sleep.

Once, I was reading Italian fairy tales with relish, and my mother came up to me and asked me, "You say this book is good, so do you know what this book says?" Why did the author write this book? "I don't know. I casually replied, and my mother let me read the preface, "Oh. "Although I say oh, my heart is very different. What's the preface? More than 40 pages! At first, I read it word for word, but later, the more I read it, the less I understood it. I started to glance at it, and I quickly finished it. Later, I turned it over without even looking at it. " you do not get it , do you? "Mom asked me patiently," I didn't understand anything, what I wrote! ""I shouted impatiently, "Go and see it three times!" "Don't look, don't look, don't look, what's there to see!" I got angry and stomped back to my room.

At eight o'clock in the evening, my mother picked up Italian fairy tales and watched them for two hours. During these two hours, she read the preface over and over again, and finally wrote me a letter of 1200 words.

When I got up the next day, I saw the letter and was finally moved by my mother. I began to read the letter carefully. After reading this letter, I really have a feeling of harvesting a basket full of fruits. This word 1200 tells me why the author wrote this book, how the author wrote it, the characteristics of this book and so on. I also read the last paragraph on page 40 of the book according to my mother's request, introduced the story of parrot, and told the story of a parrot endlessly, thus saving a girl's morality. It attracts readers with superb story lines, thus preventing everyone from doing bad things. After reading these, I went to see the story again. I really feel different from the first time. It turns out that this is the truth of "reading it a hundred times and seeing its meaning".

I like Italian fairy tales very much and am immersed in the colorful fairy tale world. The little girl trapped in the magical forest, I shed tears for you, the birds fly, and I smile for you. I also travel between fairy tales like the author. In the process of reading, I also learned not only to read for good stories, but also to think.

There are six stories about me and this book, and people's comments on it are varied. Some people say that it is like a key, which opens a door of knowledge for us; Some people say it's like a life guide. But for me, books are just my close "good friends".

When I was seven years old, my sister gave me a fairy tale book as a birthday present. Although I still don't understand some words, every day when I am free, I will hold a book and carefully point to the contents of the book and read it word by word.

From the age of seven, I gradually fell in love with books, because I felt the pleasure of reading. I remember one time, my mother sent my father on a business trip, and it was inconvenient to take me to buy a lot of things. My mother said to me, "Bao Xiao, it is inconvenient for my mother to take you to the supermarket to buy a lot of things. Otherwise, why don't you go to the library and read some books first?" As soon as I heard this, I promised my mother without hesitation, because I have never been to the library to read. I skipped into the bookstore, and a thick book fragrance came to my eyes. Although this bookstore is not big, it is full of rows of colorful books, which makes people see things in a blur. I picked a fairy tale at random and quickly opened a page or two. I read like a hungry wolf. A book with more than 60 pages unconsciously caught my attention. When I was completely fascinated by this book, suddenly someone called my name and pulled me back from my dream to reality. When I looked, it turned out that my mother had come to pick me up. I couldn't help it, so I had to go home with my mother reluctantly.

Although it was the first time I came to the bookstore, I still came home with a full load.

From then on, I completely fell in love with reading. Every time I go to the bookstore, I bring many heavy books home. My footsteps will feel extremely light, and I will hum the song "Mice Love Rice" because I love books as much as mice.

This is the story of my reading.

We all have friends. Goats' friends are green grass, birds' friends are blue sky, bees' friends are bright flowers, but my favorite friend is books.

When I was a child, I was addicted to Altman and Transformers and had no interest in books. My mother really racked her brains to make me like reading. Every night, no matter how busy and tired she is, she is always by my side, telling me many stories, such as Pangu Begins the Creation, The Origin of the Yellow Emperor's Descendants, The Legend of Dayu's Water Control, The Origin of Santa Claus, The Mystery of Poker ... One story after another, which accompanied me into a sweet dream country and enriched my colorful childhood. My mother often takes me to Xinhua Bookstore and Library. I absorb knowledge in the faint book fragrance, broaden my horizons and cultivate my sentiment.

Slowly, I fell in love with this book, a fairy tale book, which made me travel in the world of princesses and princes again and again; A popular science book, let me see an unheard of miracle; A comic book made me understand the philosophy of life in laughter ... "Dinosaur Story" made me seem to have entered the Jurassic of Paleozoic, met the behemoths that once ruled the whole earth for thousands of years, marveled at their appearance and thought about their disappearance. Exploring the story allows me to travel through the time tunnel with scientists, find human companions and exchange blessings with aliens. "Space Story" let me appreciate the grand blueprint of human conquest of space, which is fascinating. It let me sit on the rocket, travel in space and enjoy the taste of the bright moon for nine days.

Once, I tossed and turned, but I couldn't sleep. My brain is very excited. I am troubled by the plot of a story book and can't help myself. I gently turned on the bedside lamp, crept to the front of the bookcase, carefully took out the book, and looked completely immersed in the world of books, with relish. When I see happiness, I will dance. When I see humor, I will smile brilliantly. "Oh, I haven't slept yet, it's late at night." My mother seemed to fall from the sky, which scared me. She quickly closed the book and lay down to sleep. However, for a long time, I couldn't sleep, and there were always wonderful stories in my mind ... Alas, I was fascinated by books, especially my favorite book.

This book accompanied me through a colorful childhood. It is like a string of jumping notes, leading me into the door of knowledge and the gorgeous world. This book is beautiful, grow up with me.

Gorky once said that "books are the ladder of human progress". In my opinion, books are not only "stairs", but also the key to help us open the door of wisdom, the guide to find the source of wisdom, and the nourishment of our brains ... Therefore, books are indispensable things in our lives.

One night, I read John Watson's memoir The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes. I quickly found the book from my schoolbag, couldn't wait to open it and read it greedily like a wolf. It turned out that the author was hit by a cunning opponent on the battlefield in Afghanistan and was seriously injured. Fortunately, several comrades who sympathized with him found him and sent him to the rear, but due to serious injuries, he was sent to the United States to recuperate. Later, I mistakenly lived with Holmes. One day, Holmes received a letter. It turned out that the police met a very difficult case and asked the famous detective for help, so they came to the vicinity of the crime scene.

Holmes did not go into the crime scene at once, but lingered at the door, looking for some clues carefully. After a while, they came to the crime scene again. Only a large group of people were watching the scene, several policemen, a cold body lying in front of them, a pool of bright red blood. I can't help shivering when I read this. Just as Holmes was preparing to bury the body, they found an important clue-a ring and a gold watch. It's really hard to find a place to get it. After a period of searching, I finally found the culprit: Jefferson Hope murdered enoch Draper and Joseph Stanger. Although the truth has come out, Jefferson Hope still tried to escape when he was caught, but after some fighting, he was captured by the police.

I was watching it with relish when suddenly a familiar voice came into my eardrum: "Eat!" " ":"oh. " I replied without hesitation. I suddenly thought in a trance: By the way, who called me? Isn't it only five or six now? How do we eat now? I thought of all the possibilities. I looked at my watch. Wow! It's past seven o'clock, and I've been watching it for almost two hours unconsciously!

Reading makes me understand that only by careful observation in life can I learn more and see further, "reading thousands of books and taking Wan Li Road". It seems that the English writer smiles said that "a good book is one of the most precious treasures in life" is really true!

I wrote an essay with the story of Book 9: "Read thousands of books and take Wan Li Road." Reading will always be my favorite; Books will always be my mentor and friend.

As long as there are books in my hand, I forget to eat and sleep. My mother often blames me for this. My mother hid all my books so as not to delay my study. Friend, do you know the meaning of "hiding" books? You will definitely say, "Did you hide the book in a very hidden place and not show it to you?" Yes, my mother sometimes hides books under the bed and sometimes in the closet ... but every time I rummage.

I also collect books, which I learned from my mother. I can not only collect books, but also hide myself. At that time, my mother bought many books from bookstores in the market, including Grimm's Fairy Tales, Andersen's Fairy Tales, The Adventures of Harry Potter, Journey to the West, and. I thought to myself: If my mother hides all these books, I can't read any more, so I took my beloved Adventures of Harry Potter and hid behind the cold door on the balcony and read it with relish. I smiled proudly when I heard my mother calling me.

Hiding books wastes a lot of my brain cells, but hiding books brings me endless fun. Books, as my good partner and teacher, will always grow with me.

I have a lot of extra-curricular books, but only a few of them I really like. My favorite books are never checked out, even my best friends.

This time, I found a good book and took it with me like a baby. Late at night, when mom and dad were sleeping, I secretly turned on the small desk lamp and looked with relish; My parents took me to a restaurant for dinner, and I took it with me and read a few lines before serving. During the break, the students are playing. I sat quietly in my seat, plunged into the sea of books, and didn't even hear the bell.

Once, my best friend, Cho Joon-Ho, visited my house. Seeing me doing my homework in the room, he wandered around me. Who knows, he glanced at my favorite book at a glance and jumped on it with curiosity. I immediately dropped the pen in my hand, pushed the chair away, rushed up desperately, grabbed his hand tightly, pulled him to the bookshelf and said to him, "There are many books here. You can read all the books except that one. " He was a little unhappy: "So stingy? I just want to see the title and cover. " I never let go: "If I say no, I can't." Cho Joon-Ho shook my hand angrily and rushed out of my house.

After he left, my mother said to me earnestly, "Mom knows that you love this book very much, but isn't it nice to share it with your friends and bring them your happiness?" I blushed and picked up this book and ran to Cho Joon-Ho's house. ...

Good things can't be your own. Learn to share them with friends, so you will be happier. This is a truth that I understand from this incident.

Story essay 1 1 I walked into the world of books, swam in the sea of books, observed the image of books, listened to the words of books and tasted the wonders of books.

I love reading by accident: I didn't like reading before. I thought reading was too boring, so I might as well play at home, but my mother wouldn't let me read in the bookcase all day, one east, one west, one south and one north. I seem to have become a caged bird and lost my freedom. I can't help saying, "It's hard to study!" Mom saw it and thought: this trick doesn't work, I have to change it! Hey hey!

One day, my mother took my brother and me to Tangshan Bookstore and walked into the bookstore for the first time. "Oh, mom, there are so many books here!" "My brother and I said in unison. Mother said, "I have something to do." I need to get out. You can read in the bookstore, do you hear? " My brother and I whispered, "I heard you." The words sound just fell and my mother turned and left.

The bookstore is very quiet, as if everyone's heartbeat can be heard. It's boring to wander around. Looking up, people are drooling over the nutrition in the book, including adults and students. Everyone has their own needs and gains. Seeing that everyone was reading, I had to take a copy of Andersen's fairy tales from the shelf and read them. After a while, I was fascinated: I felt sorry for the little match girl. She was as old as me, but she lived so miserable. Looking at our happy life, I can't help feeling extremely happy; I laughed at the emperor's stupidity and applauded Thumbelina. A minute passed, and it was noon in a blink of an eye. My mother came to pick me up and my brother. I gently put the book on the shelf and reluctantly left the bookstore. My mother looked at my expression and said happily, "My baby loves reading!" "

From then on, I fell in love with reading. I have read all the books in my bookcase. They gave me a lot of knowledge and mysteries, so I went to borrow books to buy books.

Books are friends who accompany me all my life. Reading is my favorite.

I have two nicknames: "Word fan" and "bookworm". This is no exaggeration. I am indeed a bookworm, a bookworm who is obsessed with words and believes in "a day without books, everything is barren"!

At that time, my mother and I came to my grandmother's house for the Mid-Autumn Festival. The first few days were ok, but after I used up my grandfather's biography of Tang Xuanzong, I couldn't find a "new" book I could read.

In desperation, I read Little Sister's Children's Pictorial, Children's Intelligence Pictorial and some newspapers that Grandpa pressed under the desk glass, and then began to "treasure hunt". I wanted to find something with words, but all I found was a mess of tools, several newspapers full of advertisements and some moon cakes. I have to sit and eat a moon cake stuffed with melons. The moon cake tastes good, at least it relieves my anger because I have no books to read.

"DuDu", a knock at the door, I jumped up from the sofa, it must be grandpa! Grandpa promised to buy me books today, and now he must return home with a full load!

I quickly opened the door and couldn't wait to take the big stack of books from my grandfather. Looking closely, An, Hai Gong 'an, Legend of the Condor Heroes and the mysterious September 13 are dazzling! I bit off the rope that tied the book, threw away the moon cake, grabbed a copy of Flying Tigers and read it happily. Immediately, I was deeply attracted by the fragments in the book: Captain Lao Hong commanded the team members to drive to the Six-hole Bridge, Xiaopo and Xiaoshan immediately took off the hooks at both ends, and Peng Liang and Lin Zhong took off the guns on the car and handed them to political commissar Li Zheng. Then, two locomotives drove out of the second lane and backed up at full speed. A gust of wind hit the "Imperial Army" train full of military supplies. In a flash, the muffled thunder rolled onto the six-hole bridge, three bridge opening collapsed, and the Jinpu line collapsed. ...

"ants! Second brother, look! " My little sister's shrill cry, which was as high as 200 decibels, took me out of the gunfight scene. I casually replied, "My second brother is here", while remembering those dreamy scenes, I bowed my head. Oh, my God! Ants drilled through the cracks in the bricks surrounded my "cold" moon cakes. I immediately watered it and stamped it with my feet, but there were still more and more ants. Finally, I asked my grandfather for help. As soon as he saw it, he immediately picked up the pesticide and sprayed it on the ants, dragging the floor several times before spraying it.

"You kid, when you see a book, you don't care about anything. You said, if you were careful, would it be like this?" Mom's criticism made my nose sore, but I still said to myself, "It feels good to study hard today, doesn't it?"

Grade 5: King

Comments: Why does it look like you? It seems that you have met another colleague with a big age span. No reading, no reading, no reading, a good job.

My story with the book 13 book, a boat sailing in the ocean of knowledge, I really have many stories about this boat!

My aunt is a Chinese teacher, and I often go to her house to play. There are many books in my aunt's house. Bedside, coffee table, dining table and sofa are everywhere. Just take out a book and you can read it with relish for a long time.

Once, my aunt happened to have something to do that day and asked me to look after her children. My little brother and I are sitting on the sofa. I used to watch TV, but a Pinocchio on the coffee table attracted me.

I held it in my hand curiously and tasted it with relish. I don't know when my brother fell off the sofa and cried. But I still don't know, when I saw the ending of the puppet with the backpack, menstruation came back. But I still read this book. I jumped for joy when I saw the puppet find the backpack. At this moment, I found menstruation back. The little brother on the side is still crying on the ground. I only know what happened.

My aunt looked at my guilty eyes and smiled and said, "Nothing, the sofa is not high, and it didn't hurt much when I fell." You like reading, which is your strong point. No big deal. " I answered with a little guilt in my happiness.

Indeed, books let us have more knowledge and more after-school life. A good book will let you see the changes of the four seasons; A little book will take you to the world. I hope everyone will read more books, read good books and love reading, and grow into a versatile writer and teacher.

I went to the bookstore again with my short story 14! I looked left and right, picking and choosing, hey, the little princess is very interesting! I just checked, and the music in Tintin's mobile phone sounds very rhythmic. My mother answered the phone and took my hand and left.

Teacher Ji recommended many good books to us. I bought it again this time, but it was sold out. what can I do? I came from the bookstore in a hurry, hey! Isn't this the little princess? Hello, we meet again! Since we are predestined friends, I will buy you!

So I made friends with the little princess so flatly. After that, I watched it with great interest. The more I watch it, the more interesting it becomes. The more I watch it, the more I like it. I was particularly excited after reading it, as if I had experienced it myself.

I take it to school, and I want everyone to read it, get to know her and share it. With the little princess, I think anything bad can be turned into optimism and happiness. My mouth was open, too, and I kept talking. I stopped laughing when my eyes narrowed, probably because I was infected or because I grew up! But this book is really useful! It let me know, don't despair, don't cry, because crying is useless, it will only devour your happiness and put the pain back in your heart, and it will only make you sad in his world forever. Only strong, strong again, you have to know that strong will always support you! Let you go forward! Let go of the pain! Those miserable people believe they will never be swallowed up by pain!

Although the book Little Princess is a bit old, I will always remember its knowledge and philosophy, as well as its enlightenment to me!

Me and the book 15 "Reading thousands of books, Writing Like a God" is a book in Du Fu's eyes. "Black hair doesn't know how to study early, but a bald head regrets how to study late", which is the book in Yan Zhenqing's eyes. In my eyes, books warm me like friends.

When I was a child, every night before going to bed, my mother would sit by the bed and tell me stories until I fell asleep. The story told by my mother has always accompanied me to grow up. When I was older, my mother took me to the library to read. There are too many books in the library for me to finish. I was deeply attracted and began to read hungrily. From then on, I became inseparable friends with the book.

I remember once, I asked my mother to buy me a new book, Charles IX. As soon as I got the book, I couldn't wait to finish it, even my favorite kitten. You know, before that, it was my favorite little playmate! I am immersed in the story in the book. Sometimes I am glad that they have overcome their difficulties, sometimes I am worried about what kind of danger they will have, and sometimes I am sad that they don't know the way ... At this time, the neglected kitten began to bark at me, and I ignored it no matter how it barked, still immersed in the story of the book until the kitten came to bite me. I threw its ball at me and said impatiently, "This is for you, myself." The kitten refused to do it and gave me the ball. It was repeated several times before it remembered. Suddenly, my book was torn into several pages. Suddenly, my heart felt broken in two, and tears flowed down instantly. I really want to beat that kitten, look at its panicked eyes and think about the book "naive for people who don't know" I had to resist the impulse, pick up the scotch tape and carefully stick the broken parts page by page.

I like books. Like my family, it has been with me 12 years. It is my most loyal good partner. It and my story will never end. I want to be friends with it for life, and I want to be family with it for three lives!

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