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My after-school life

I have heard a saying since I was a child: "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu." I thought that when I opened the book, the gold would fall and the jade would fall. So I pestered my mother to buy me books.

It was not until I opened the first book that I found myself stupid, because there was nothing I wanted at all. But I ate the book alone. It took me a long time to find out that I fell in love with this book and liked to smell the faint ink. Perhaps from this point on, books have become an indispensable part of my after-school life.

The clock is ticking, the midnight wind is blowing gently, and I cover the bed and turn over Hemingway's work: The Old Man and the Sea.

A simple story, an ordinary old man and an ordinary marlin, had a seemingly ordinary and extraordinary experience in the vast sea. In this tragic story (Zhong), there is a "hero"-the old man Santiago. My heart was shocked when the old man dragged the trophy to fight with the shark. People must not be defeated! These simple words made me seem to hear the voice of the old man fighting the waves. ...

Seeing this, I stopped to look at the mountain of exercise books on my desk, and the level was still waiting for me to crack. But I gave up. I surrendered to them and was defeated by them. Don't! It shouldn't be like this! People must not be defeated! At this time, I am back to my old self, so full of energy. I got out of bed and sat at the table. A small yellow light illuminates all the problems and the light in my heart. ...

The lingering smell in the book makes me feel unspeakable. Every time I pick up a book, the taste changes. Every book has its own language. Romance of the Three Kingdoms is full of the scent of the battlefield, full of lofty sentiments, and is the breath of the battlefield. "Stars" are the breath of loving mothers. Grandma Bing Xin's yearning for her mother reminds me of The Wandering Son: the thread in the hand of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son. ...

"The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu."

Books bring me a sunny day full of vigor and vitality, books bring me a jubilant celebration ... books enrich my after-school life and enrich my every day!