In the process of my growing up, the most unforgettable thing is the book, which has become my mentor and friend and has been growing with me.

When I was a child, my parents bought me many children's books, such as The Frog Prince and The Story of Sanmao. But naughty, I painted the beautiful princess in the book as an old woman and put two white beards on the handsome prince, which became my greatest pleasure at that time.

When I was sleeping, my mother told me the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, and I gradually listened to God. At that time, I thought foolishly, "I want to build a bridge when I grow up, so that the cowherd and the weaver girl can be together forever." I am addicted to listening to stories, which makes my mother very bitter. She works during the day and tells me stories at night. When I pestered my mother to tell stories again, my mother said, "son, you will find many stories in books."

When I was in Grade One and Grade Two, all the books I read were with Pinyin. I will recite "the moon, now growing up in the sea, at this time in the end of the world" very early, and I will climb to the top floor and go to my nest. On the way, I shouted "I have nothing to say when I go to the West Building" ... Although I can't understand Li Bai's ecstasy of forgiveness and Zhang Jiuling's yearning, I can't understand Li Houzhu's heart.

Later, perhaps I was more educated and read more and more books in my spare time. The first one is a fairy tale by Andersen and Green. I shed tears for the little match girl several times. Later, I watched A Dream of Red Mansions, La Traviata, Red and Black, The Gadfly and so on. As I grow up, I am obsessed with reading and often associate the characters in the play with myself.

When I went to middle school, my homework was tight and I began to neglect those books, but I found that one textbook was also full of magic. Eating books under the desk lamp every night also pays off. I am not saying that mathematics makes people thorough, philosophy makes people profound, reading history makes people wise, and reading poetry makes people witty. All these have made me gain knowledge, and I feel that the ocean of knowledge is the world I have always wanted to invite to swim in my life.

Books moisten my thirsty soul, enrich me and promote my growth.

My book of angels

Looking up at the sky, the moon has not yet risen and the stars are shining. At this time, my angel is spending this poetic night with me. With the company of angels-books, I feel intoxicated in my dreams and feel very beautiful. ...

I recall that when I first came into contact with books, I was an innocent and lovely child who liked reading comic books and fairy tales. These books contain my best wishes. I used to fantasize that I was a perfect person in the fairy tale world. I am eager to pick the fruit of the tree of knowledge. I am eager to become the magical Ria on the Amazon River, to eliminate evil and spread the fruits of wisdom to the whole world. Looking back now, it is precisely because of these books that I added a lot of fun to my childhood.

With the growth of age, the books I liked as a child are constantly updated, and now they have become knowledgeable textbooks. Seeing them, I feel like a hungry poor man seeing a loaf of bread. I like books because they are my tutors. With them, many problems have been solved. They took me to the other side of knowledge and filled me with wisdom.

Textbooks are essential for every student friend, but my reading scope will not be limited to textbooks. After class, I will constantly broaden my horizons, enrich myself and read some famous works, such as How Steel was Tempered, Camel Xiangzi, Pride and Prejudice, etc. Books lead people to light like a torch, and moisten things like a spring rain.

The function of books on people not only enriches their knowledge, but also purifies and edifies their thoughts. As said in "Flower Season and Rainy Season", there is a generation gap: one generation is heavy on the sun; Learning: only by suffering can you become a master; Life: Go your own way and let others talk.

I remember Gorky once said, "Every book is a soul printed on paper in black. As long as my eyes and my thoughts touch it, it will live. " Yes, these books have souls, depending on how deeply you know them. As far as reading is concerned, reading has a unique and intimate feeling, which is to "understand" the whole meaning of reading. Perhaps it is this wonderful feeling that makes people fall in love from now on.

The night is getting dark and the moon is hanging in the blue sky. Everything is so quiet and beautiful. My idea came out, and I recalled the scene where I was immersed in a book just now. It's really intriguing. Unconsciously, my eyes gradually blurred ... Ah, my book of angels, accompanied by you into my sweet dream. Books, what simple and ordinary eyes! However, it occupies a very high position in my heart. 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. Whenever I hold a book with a cover, I can't help thinking of the past. ...

How important books are to me! If I believe that life comes first, then books must be second only to life-second. I have cried for books, and I have been sad for books. Maybe this is my attachment to books. Every time I read a book "Retirement", I feel extremely sad, just like digging half my flesh. I carefully hid the book in the bookcase. I can't bear to dig up my own flesh and blood.

Not only that, I also "sold my life" for the book. It's hard to believe, but this is 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 deep enough, it seems difficult-I have to look it up in the dictionary. One day, I was sitting on the shore of a shallow pond. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but I have no intention of enjoying it. I still hold the book in my hand and watch it. But when I looked it up in the dictionary, the precious book "slipped away" and fell into the pond with a bang. For a moment, I was like an animal without a soul. I plunged into the pool and tried to save the textbooks in the water. The book was moved, but that regrettable thing happened again. It's unfair for me to swim! I'm not tall enough to step on the ground. I struggled in the pool with my book in my arms. Maybe it was providence. At this moment, my eldest brother appeared 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 sadness, but not because of being beaten, but because of the unfortunate experience of the book. All the books were soaked. When I opened them, I saw the muddy one ... and 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 dreamed of it, but maybe it's an unattainable wish. However, I don't feel desperate, because in every spring, summer, autumn and winter, books have cultivated my sentiment and accompanied me in my growth and life. Therefore, I am extremely gratified. But a word of caution: they are all healthy and meaningful books!