Countless literati, countless touching stories, accompanied by bursts of ink fragrance, quietly floated into my heart, just like walking in the forest of language, sucking the unruly rhythm of nature and touching the naked real language. Just like wandering in the sea of books, even if there are surprises, risks, surprises and difficulties, there are all kinds of tastes. The waves hit my mind violently, so reading is magical.
The ancients Ceng Yun: "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu"! Holding a good book and opening the title page of the book, the ink on it is deep or shallow, which makes readers feel the cold in Linxia and the warmth in winter instantly.
Reading is like playing with a childlike child, in which you feel sincere; Reading is like having a heart-to-heart talk with the old man, and the silence is touched between the lines; Reading, like chatting with relatives, is familiar with warm words; Reading is like chatting with friends, and it is memorable in homesickness. ...
Grow up in books, be happy in books, and experience more! Read "Camel Xiangzi" and experience all kinds of life; Read a dream of red mansions and feel the world; Taste the romance of the three kingdoms and admire the lofty sentiments ... you can learn a lot and feel a lot in the text. "Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving Dan's heart to shine." That's Wen Tianxiang's sense of honor; "We read the world wrong and said he lied to us." That is Tagore's knowledge; "Bow your head a thousand fingers, bow your head and be a willing ox." This is Lu Xun's ambition. ...
It is reading that adds interest to the unchanging life and tells people what is sweet and sour. It is reading that makes a piece of white paper painted with colorful colors. "Looking for her in the crowd, I suddenly turned around and that person was in the dim light." It turns out that everything is in the book. True feelings, struggle, light, darkness, society and life are all in the book.
Why not pick up a book, enjoy it, smell it, stroll through the language forest and wander through the sea of books? ...
Beautiful, beautiful!