After I saw the "library" in the book, I pestered my father to take me to the library. My father looked at me like a hungry wolf, delighted with my thirst for knowledge, and promised to take me to Xinhua Bookstore, the library in the city.
As soon as I got to the bookstore door, I ran towards it like an arrow. The moment I opened the door, I was shocked by the solemn atmosphere of this book, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration. I still remember that moment clearly. After my impatience and excitement disappeared, my heart calmed down. Taking a deep breath, I slowly walked into the wooden bookshelf and approached the ocean of knowledge with thick ink fragrance. I secretly agreed to the library in my mind: I will come to see you often, and you should grow up with me.
So when I was a child, I became a frequent visitor here. Over the past few years, I have often brought my notebook to this seemingly sacred "temple" of knowledge. Here, I stepped into a new world-poetry culture. I discovered the colorful Tang Dynasty, and I followed the immortal who died, feeling the lofty aspirations of "Breaking the Waves, and set my cloudy sail straight and bridge the deep, deep sea"; Feel the great ambition of "reaching the top, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.". With Du Zimei; Together with Li Shangyin, I experienced the lovesickness of "cutting candles at the west window, but talking at night". Gradually, I was intoxicated by Li Taibai's romance and heroism, Meng Haoran's leisure and carefree, Du Zimei's depression and frustration ... and I came to the quiet and elegant Song Dynasty again. I made a life-and-death oath with Yi 'an lay man, that is, "To live as an outstanding person and die as a ghost"; Ride with Jia Xuan on the ancient battlefield of "horses flying like flies and bows like thunderbolts" and reminisce with him about the melancholy past of "blowing horns after dreams"; Fan Zhongyan boarded the magnificent Yueyang Tower and felt his broad feelings of "worrying about the world first, and enjoying the world later" ...
Walking out of the world of Tang poetry and Song poetry, I am immersed in the world of classical novels-A Dream of Red Mansions. Daiyu died in tears, which made me burst into tears. A "Officialdom in the Sky" unveiled the gorgeous hypocrisy of feudal officialdom, which made me gain knowledge and courage in laughing and cursing. And La Traviata, Metamorphosis, Gone with the Wind. ...
It turns out that the ocean of books is so vast. Books, like wine, intoxicate my soul, and this library, like a restaurant, is brewing the most beautiful wine that moistens our soul.
I have an agreement with the library: you accompany me to read the world in the book, and I will leave you the most beautiful poems.
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The first grade began to register, which was a tense and time-consuming morning. My mother and I enrolled in the primary school in front of Yantai. When we saw people coming and going on the road, we should all be worried that our children would not register in the first grade.
See Yantai Primary School in a tall and shabby school. Think about it, this school must be many years old. I asked my mother, "Mom, have you been to this primary school before?" My mother said kindly, "yes, when my mother was in this primary school, she often went to the library to read books." I'm afraid the teacher will find out. At first, I watched it quietly with my classmates. Later, the teacher suggested taking self-study classes or extracurricular activities to lead students to read books. After listening to my mother's words, I am eager to read the books in it, because there must be many good books in it, otherwise my mother will not read them quietly.
There were so many people in Yantai's former school that I couldn't get in even if I signed up. So my mother and I went to Xuejiadao Primary School again. Xuejiadao Primary School is different from Yantai Primary School: it has a brand-new teaching building and a spacious and beautiful playground, but I wonder if Xuejiadao Primary School has any good books with bright colors. The teacher at the gate is handing out the class numbers of many grades, and my mother got my class number. Look: 10 1 class.
Entering classes 10 1, there are many freshmen. There is a large group of people in the classroom. I can't see where the teacher is, but I can hear the teacher calling 10 1 the names of the students in class. The teacher wrote down his phone number and name on the blackboard. A classmate listens to the teacher attentively, but I don't know his name. Sometimes I will ask him for advice when I encounter difficulties. "After school," I asked my mother to take me to the school library and read colorful books. Among them, I took my favorite comic book, which recorded many classic animated characters in detail. Among them, I like peas, aging and small pudding.
Out of school, I still miss the comic books in the library. Just like my mother, I read quietly with my classmates. It feels pretty good!
The next day, I still couldn't forget the colorful books in the library and felt that I was really addicted to books. "My mother sent me to school, fearing that I wouldn't listen to the teacher at school, and repeatedly told me," Listen to the teacher, don't go to the library casually with my classmates like my mother, and you can only go to see it if the teacher agrees. " I said, "did mom and classmates think about this when they went to see it quietly?" "After hearing this, my mother quickly sent me to class. See the classroom clean and bright. Thinking in my heart: it's really different from kindergarten.
By the time I was in the fourth grade, there were already many libraries, and I was very excited. I picked up the comic book I missed very much and looked at it carefully. I was thinking about what my mother said to me in the first grade: "My mother often went to the library to read books when she was in this primary school. At first, my mother and classmates quietly went to see it. " My evaluation of the library came back to my mind: "A library with many good books." On second thought, I will use a few words to describe it now: beautiful, rich and unforgettable. This is the impression he gave me.
After graduating from primary school, I will come to my alma mater as soon as possible to see my library.
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My mother took me to the library on Saturday. I'm so happy. I went to bed early at noon in order to be energetic in the afternoon. 12 After waking up, my mother washed me some milk with the water from a thermos bottle. I didn't drink much, so I took me to the library to eat a bowl of rice noodles, which I like to eat. But I have a bad appetite today. I only drank a lot of water.
We arrived before my aunt, and then came to the children's library together. This is my first time here. Although my mother often brings me here during the summer vacation, it's all on the second floor, and the aunt of the administrator doesn't welcome me very much. This time is different. I am old enough to walk by myself. When I walked into the library, the toy area immediately attracted me. I couldn't wait to take off my shoes and go in. Riding a wooden horse for a while, sliding a slide for a while, and jumping into a small fence with many colored balls for a while, having a good time. Riding a wooden horse, I am not afraid at all. In summer, my mother and colleagues took my little sister and me to the bakery, so I played. At that time, although I couldn't walk well, I was braver than my little sister. I knew it was shaking the first time I got on it. However, this small slide with steps that I just started to make is still a little rotten. I only know that I have to go up step by step, but I don't know where to put my hands. Later, my mother taught me to hold the railing, and slowly I could hold it myself. Later, I felt great, so I stopped asking my mother for help. My mother was a little worried at first and protected me from behind, but when I saw that I was getting more and more skilled, my mother was relieved and let me get on, but I needed my mother's help to slide down. Although I have repeatedly prevented my mother from helping me with her little hands, this time my mother didn't listen to me, because I sat there and slipped without waiting for my legs to be put away. My mother thought it was too dangerous.
Riding a wooden horse, sitting on the slide, sliding on the slide and jumping over the fence, just as I was having a good time, the aunt of the administrator came over again: "Your child is too young, remember to let the child pee." My mother didn't say anything for the first time. Later, when my aunt reminded me, my mother said, "She knows and can talk." "Afraid of playing to forget. Still too young. " Aunt added. My mother insisted on asking me for a while, because I drank too much water, and I was really afraid that I would pee in public. But I do well, because I tell my mother every time I pee.
Because only one parent can accompany me, my mother and aunt take turns to borrow books from the library upstairs, while I enjoy playing in this small world. Although I put on my shoes to choose books and sat in a small chair to read, it didn't last long because the toy area attracted me the most. My mother knows that it is my first time to play here, and everything is very fresh, so let me have fun. At five o'clock, my aunt reminded my mother to leave, otherwise it would be cold. So I was carried out crying, but when my mother packed my things, I slipped in again. My mother didn't hold me back, so I ran in. Later, mom promised to come every week.
I fell asleep on my way home. I also had a dream. ...