I love books. I'm crazy about books. I love books. I'm hungry for books. In a word, I have a good relationship with books. When I see a good book, my feet are like a huge magnet. Even if ten cows pull me, I can't pull. Since I made this book friend, my vision has been broadened and my life has been full of sunshine. There are often stories that make people laugh and cry.
"Mom, I beg you, I will buy this book, the last one, and I won't buy so many books in the future." In the corner of Xinhua Bookstore, there is a sea of people and it is very lively. I begged my mother. There are no fewer than ten books in the car pushed by my mother. Mother said, "My little princess, isn't that what you say every time you come to Xinhua Bookstore?" Aren't they all cheating in the end? "I quickly said," mom, what I said this time is true! "You are my best mother, you are the most beautiful, you can't help but understand my personality." Mother had to wave a white flag to surrender. Say, "OK, OK, OK, I'll take it."
When I got home, I held my beloved book and thought, "I'm exhausted for this book, but it's still worth it."
On a three-day weekend, I read books in my little world. Suddenly, my mother said to me, "Feng Chun, I'm going out to buy food first. I cook porridge in the pot. Watch it and turn off the fire! " I answered without looking up. My mother told me several times before I went out safely. Watching, I was immersed in the book, and my nose suddenly smelled a burning smell. This just felt that things were not good and rushed into the kitchen. I quickly turned off the gas stove and turned on the pot. As soon as I saw it, the water in it had been sucked dry, and porridge was no longer called porridge. I think it should be called "dry cooking"! Only one sound, the door opened, and I thought, "Oh, no, it's going to be criticized again!" " "This is the ninth time this month that I have been criticized for my book. My mother went to the kitchen and saw me in a mess, hanging my head, and immediately understood what was going on. Said, "Did you stir the porridge again? How many times have I told you not to be half-hearted, but to be single-minded, you know! If there is a next time, I will never spare you! Did you hear that? I immediately nodded and said, "I see, mom." "Don't dare next time!"
Back in the study, I threw the book to the ground and muttered to myself, "It's all your fault and you've been criticized again." But after a while, I picked up the book on the ground, patted the dust and said to myself, "Did I hurt you?" I'm sorry! I didn't mean to. "Then, I continued to immerse myself in the sea of books and enjoyed the spiritual nutrition brought by books.
I am a girl who loves books. Reading is like seasoning, it is sweet, because with the help of book friends, my composition is often circulated by teachers as a model essay in class or even in other classes. To this end, my classmates often cast envious eyes on me;
Speaking of suffering, it is also very sad. Because of studying, I made porridge into dry rice and dry rice into burnt rice many times ... which made the whole family laugh and cry.
Sour, because reading delayed the diary arranged by my mother, which made me embarrassed and sour.
Reading is really mixed feelings. Anyway, if readers want to experience it personally, make friends with books quickly!
Story 2 of reading composition and I Shakespeare once said that life without books is like no sunshine; Wisdom without books is like a bird without wings. Reading is my hobby. There are many people around me. As long as I don't study for a day, my life is like something missing, which is particularly uncomfortable. In our reading process, there are always some interesting stories that add more fun to my reading life.
Story 1
My mother loves literature and likes reading Chinese and foreign literary classics best. After busy work and housework, she always finds time to accompany me to read. When we share literary works together, two people will discuss the beauty of every good word and sentence and revel in it. And when my mother is bored, as long as I sing her a poem or recite a beautiful article, I can always help her relieve her anxiety and change her mood.
Once, I read a poem describing autumn, which was very beautiful in artistic conception. I couldn't wait to share it with my mother who was cooking: "So grapes grow with dreams ∕ Red is redder, green is greener ∕ Fruitful ∕ Sweet is people's only praise ∕ Then the leaves quietly smiled ∕ A drop of dew is happy.
Listening to my lyrical chanting, my mother couldn't help but close her eyes and revel in the beautiful artistic conception described in the poem ... Until my father in the living room smelled the burning smell and rushed into the kitchen to uncover the lid, only to find that all the dishes in the pot were burnt! At this time, my mother even suggested humorously, "Why don't we have lunch and sing poems together?" I really admire that obsession with literature.
Story 2
Among the parents in our class, my father is an expert in Olympic mathematics. Whenever my classmates encounter some questions about the Olympic Mathematics, as long as they ask my father for advice, he will definitely answer irrelevant questions and get to the point of "division".
However, this time, my father "candidly admit defeat" in front of me as a "newborn calf". That day, one of my classmates and friends came to him with a difficult problem in the off-campus training class. Father thought for a long time and found nothing. Looking at my father's puzzled look, I leaned over curiously and read the question again, and immediately gave the correct answer. Dad and that classmate stared at me in surprise, and their eyes seemed to see a "whisper."
I turned my head and blinked proudly at my mother, who was grinning while covering her mouth. You know, my mother just bought me a set of "Wulin secrets"-"Mathematical Encyclopedia". In fact, the ancients found a solution hundreds of years ago, and I just copied it as it is. Haha, don't let dad know the secret, or he will be anxious to watch it with me.
Story 3
In other words, there is a classmate in our class. He especially likes history and popular science knowledge. Whenever he has time, he keeps reading relevant books and claims to be an "expert" in history and science in his class. Not convinced, I had to compete with him, so I made an appointment with him to let my classmates be referees and have a big PK on history and popular science knowledge.
At first, we took turns to write questions, and we all spared no effort to hit each other. After PK was halfway through, we were both at the end of our rope, but for the sake of saving face, we continued to search our brains and tried our best to attack. In the end, my knowledge of popular science was slightly better than his, and his rich knowledge of history made me sit up and take notice. The fight ended in a draw. We shook hands and have been best friends ever since.
So, many history books that this friend shared with me were added to my reading list. From the grand narrative "Up and Down Five Thousand Years" to the easy-to-understand "Sister Wu Tells Historical Stories", I seem to be walking in the "long corridor" of historical years, learning from the past and learning from the present, gaining and losing because of new books and new friends. ...
Books are not only my "mentor", but also an important link between my parents and friends. Literary masterpieces can let my mother and I experience the infinite charm of Chinese together; Math stories can make my father and I feel the infinite changes of numbers together. Historical works and popular science works can let me experience and share the wisdom of the ancients and the magic of science with my friends. Books not only teach me knowledge, accompany me to grow up, but also help me feel kinship and gain friendship.
I love reading, and I love this world full of books.
The story of my reading and composition 3: The ancients said, "There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book." The ancients regarded knowledge as "golden house" and "Yan Ruyu"; Gorky also said: "Books are the ladder of human progress." "I jump at books, just like a hungry person jumps at bread." Gorky, a Soviet writer, regarded books as the first step and bread of his progress. Shakespeare said, "Books are the nourishment of human beings." British playwright Shakespeare regards books as nourishment ... but I regard books as the North Star that guides people on the horizon, because I can gain knowledge from books and light a lamp in a confused place. I regard books as an endless sea, because in the face of vast knowledge, how small I am, maybe just a drop of water in the ocean; I regard books as a key to open a treasure house of knowledge, because in the vast sea of books, I can get a treasure house of knowledge and open a new window for myself.
Books are my good friends, and I can't live without them every day. As soon as I came into contact with books, I became addicted immediately. For example, eating, even though my father kept asking me to eat, I was still lazily lying on the soft bed, holding a book in my hand and watching comfortably. Dad waited for a long time and then called me out. I just casually replied, "I know, the food must be very hot, wait until it gets cold," and then chatted with relish. Finally, my father got impatient and took my book. Seeing that the book was taken away, I had to walk out of the room slowly, sit in a chair and eat a little rice. Sometimes when I'm tired of eating, I calmly walk into the study, dig out a book from the vast "sea of books" and go back to the table to eat and read, but my father doesn't say anything. You can't resist the temptation of books when you go to the toilet. I often take a book into the toilet and squat down on the toilet to read it intently. My father has a bad temper, but I find that when I study, my father is the gentlest. I often think about a question: Why do books have such great charm?
An interesting thing happened while reading. A few weeks ago, my brother sent me a stack of books. I flipped through a few books with great interest, and I felt good. So I chose the Wizard of Oz with the strongest interest and watched it carefully. Maybe I can't resist the temptation of "fairy". After reading the first two chapters, I seem to be fascinated and continue reading with curiosity about the fairyland road. Because I have little rest time, I only read one or two chapters of The Wizard of Oz at a time, which is not enough at all. So I often take the time to read books before going to bed. Soon, it's time for bed. My father came in to urge me to sleep, but my mind was devoted to books. I didn't have time to talk to him, so I had to say, "wait a minute, wait a minute." Dad is completely ungrateful. He snatched the book from me, threw it on the table and said, "Read it tomorrow." Dad made the bed and quilt as he said. I had a crush on him, but in the end I couldn't beat my dad and had to go to bed. The next morning, when my father was shopping, the Wizard of Oz and I climbed into bed.
A good book can often make people integrate into it. I can't help myself, and I can't help myself. Last year, on the recommendation of my teacher, I borrowed a copy of Cao Wenxuan's Straw House from the library. The beautiful language and vivid twists and turns of the story deeply attracted me. The laughter of the protagonist Sang Sang and several of his good friends playing on the soft grass in the picturesque countryside always lingers in my ears. I really seem to hear their louder and louder voices, imitate the Buddha, and see the small fish swimming at the bottom of the clear river and the rotating waterwheel shining in the dazzling sun. It's a deep rural feeling. While enjoying the Grass House, I saw a dream full of national interests, a dream full of innocence, happiness, bitterness and sadness. The blood-red sunset in the countryside and the falling snow reed catkins in the countryside will always be deeply remembered in my heart, smearing a ray of sunshine on my childhood image.
"My mind is full of poems and books. The most important thing is that books can go far." My reading stories are rich and colorful, and I am willing to indulge in books and grow up with them. ...