Reading makes my life more excitingThe years sang all the songs in the memories, gently holding up the dream-like light thoughts, I shuttled in her long river, accompanied by books, and danced with dreams. Reading makes my life more exciting, just like clouds adorning the blue sky, like grass decorating the earth. In January, we join hands. The happiness and innocence of childhood are all spent with a book. Whenever I see Snow White living happily with the Prince, my eyes light up with joy;When I saw the vicious queen poisoning the princess, I was angry and helpless, hating myself for not being able to jump in and help the princess;When I saw the daughter of the sea turn into a brilliant bubble for love, I was very touched and a little sad. Reading books made my childhood both dreamy and real. In June, when "Little Lotus Shows Its Sharp Corners", we meet. Time is like a sand leak, and before I know it, I have entered the hall of middle school. When I was a child, I was used to seeing the rose-colored sea and listening to words like maple leaves. In a trance, we have moved from the colorful May to the dazzling July. It is only then that we realize that the reality is cruel. The pitiful score again and again, like a lightning bolt shining with hideous light, split me into "scorched on the outside and tender on the inside";In the days when I went to school with the stars in the morning and came home by the moonlight in the evening, I was so busy that I had no direction......At this time, I picked up the book again, and she led me to see Paul, to see how he was strong in the face of life and the future, and let me understand the deep meaning of "how steel is made".She pulled me into Lao She's "Camel Xiangzi" again, which made me see Xiangzi's tragic life from kindness and simplicity to self-depravity, and made me begin to reflect deeply on myself - I can't fall, I want to face the present bravely and optimistically. I kept absorbing nutrients from the book, constantly pulling myself back from the wrong track in the midst of contradictions. Yes, reading makes my ordinary days shine, makes me feel different, and makes me more confident. I believe that as long as you work hard, there will be some way of reward, and I believe that sincerity can reap sincerity;I'll grin when I'm in a gloomy mood, and I'll run as hard as I can towards a goal......Even if I fail, I will not back down, because a rainbow with the smell of books has risen in my heart. The wind chimes of the years have blown away the time and shaken off the four seasons. I want to embrace books and have a wonderful life.
Reading, I was movedIn his spare time, he sits quietly and reads, and understands the joys and sorrows of life in ancient and modern China and foreign countries in the book. Caught in the emotional whirlpool of ups and downs again and again, moved by reading again and again.
I have been touched by the great feelings of Tang poetry and Song poetry and Chinese people. I seem to see Fan Xiwen crying tragically on the Yueyang Tower, "The worries of the world first, and the joy of the world after the world", and listened to Du Zimei's "There are tens of thousands of mansions, the cold people in the world are happy, and it is enough for me to freeze to death alone". Yes, the emperor is mediocre, the officialdom is dark, the lights are bright, and the drunken dreams are dead. How many people with lofty ideals are obsessed with the gentle township, forgetting the society and the people, and their ambitions are eroded little by little by the song and dance of the West Lake, chasing fame and fortune, and finally harming themselves and suffering the people. Hongchen is not the same in the world, even Xin Qiji, who "swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger" back then, sighed that "no one will come to the scene when he is patted all over the place";Even Li Bai, who asked the concubine to grind the inkstone above the court, and the wrestler took off his boots, "Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can my generation be a Penghao person" also went to the mountains and rivers. How can you defile yourself in officialdom?Whether it is the Tang Dynasty or the Great Song Dynasty, it is Du Shizhi and Fan Wenzhenggong who brew a jar of spirits and leave it for future generations to drink;Broadcast a justice and instruct the years to collect.
I was also touched by the infatuation between men and women in the Yuanqu miscellaneous drama. She is Miss Dafu's daughter, he is a poor scholar for ten years, her female companion ** is devoted to him, but he is too stupid to know that she is a girl, the feelings of the two are moving, she is Zhu Yingtai, he is Liang Shanbo, he promised her a promise, life and life, he also turned her into a butterfly, lingering, flying with wings. This kind of love is treasured in the book, and every word of it is recited like a cup of tea, which will never be forgotten for a long time. Who made me cry?Su Wu in "Historical Records"!Beihai shepherd for 19 years, the son of the Han family has long been replaced, but he still looks into the distance with the festival that represents the imperial court, waits stupidly, looks forward to it stupidly, and waits for a loyalty and righteousness, which makes me deeply moved!I chewed on the words and counted the emotions that touched me from reading. Smell the endless fragrance of books, let the moving flow through every blood, open the heart, let the moving quietly ripple in the heart, and cherish the ripples from the starting point forever. The following poems were left in the diary: Last night, under the cold window and moon, I poured tea slowly, a curtain of rain hanged, and the fragrance of books filled with tears.
Reading, let me be intoxicatedWhat an intoxicating thing it is to read!I often say this to myself. Every night, in the minutes before going to bed, I usually race against the clock to read a book. In my heart, the meaning of happiness is reading. Whenever I open a book and read a book, I will find that I have entered the sea of books, what troubles I had in the other day, relatives, friends, and my brother ......It was as if I had forgotten it for a moment, and I was the protagonist of the book, taking risks with the plot. In an instant, I was frozen in a large block of ice, everything seemed so small, everything seemed so weightless, and the most important thing was to read.
With my mother's nagging, I woke up abruptly and woke up from the sea of books that intoxicated me. At that moment, what exams, relatives, memories, and sleepiness all fell into it at once, and I had to reluctantly put down the book, turn off the light, and gradually fall asleep in the storyline. Reading intoxicates me, and whenever I enter the sea of books, it is as if I have entered a fantasy world. I couldn't help but whisper aloud, and late at night, it seemed like a quiet world under my reading. The occasional meteor, the roar of a cicada, and the sound of the wind all shrouded the quiet night with a layer of black, adding a touch of mystery to the originally quiet night. Suddenly, I stopped reading, shooting stars, cicadas, the sound of the wind, as I stopped, how quiet and wonderful that moment was!I silently enjoyed the silence of all things sleeping, and with that meteor, in the fairyland in the sea of books, I fell asleep. When I woke up in the morning, I found that I had slept at the head of the bed in the posture of reading, which shows that the status of reading in my heart is no more than enjoyment, far greater than the status of material enjoyment in my heart. AhhI love to read, and I love to be intoxicated by reading.
Reading, it benefits meSmell it, it's a refreshing book;Listen, it's a pleasant rustle of flipping books;When you touch it, there is infinite wisdom hidden in the soft paper. Look, how good it is to read, it is like a hot fire in the severe cold, a clear spring in the scorching heat, which will benefit people for life. I remember when I was in elementary school, I didn't know the importance of reading, and I had a messy life every day, and I didn't know anything to do except do my homework, and I was bored in every way. At this time, my uncle came back from Guangdong and brought me a set of "** Complete Poems", which I originally read to pass the time, but later, I became inseparable from these books and couldn't put it down. Each poem contains a variety of his thoughts and feelings: sometimes magnificent, sometimes swallowing mountains and rivers, sometimes sorrowful, sometimes affectionate and ......* The kind of "all the past, a few romantic characters, but also look at the present!".The courage is really unparalleled. After that, I became more and more obsessed with books and kept asking my mother to buy more. I plunged into the book, three meals a day can not satisfy my hungry wolf, only to absorb the knowledge in the book to satisfy me, it is really the ancients said: "The roots are fragrant, the cloth is warm, or the taste of reading is long!".”
Books are a small boat that I sail to the ocean of knowledge, and a bridge between me and the great people who are close to me. Look at the Iron Warrior Paul Kochakin;That upright Wen Tianxiang;Mr. Lu Xun, the iron-clad literary fighter;The fresh and timeless Zhu Ziqing ......Each character can shock me, make me laugh, and make me reflect on ......Every day has a good time. I walked in the long river of history, walked in the peach source of the poet's pen, admired the deeds of great men, and passed through the world of human feelings. It's books, it's my life that is so colorful, and I have found the goal and direction of my struggle. Reading has benefited me immensely.
Reading makes me happyI remember Chen Yi said: "The smell of foreign things is disgusting for a long time."The taste of reading becomes deeper and deeper the longer you go. "The more you read, the more fun you get. I have loved reading since I was a child, and I am often fascinated by reading, and I can't take care of eating, and I still fight at ten o'clock in the evening. The fate of the protagonists in the story always touches my heart, and I breathe with them and share the same fate. Some books are like vagabonds, and like travelers who travel from south to north, their stomachs are full of strange customs and beautiful and attractive scenery at the ends of the world. It attracted me like a magnet, and it showed me a world of all kinds of charms before my eyes, and it made me feel as if the world had shrunk a lot. It was they who made me know the Eiffel Tower and Lady Liberty, and our blue earth. Some of the books are like an old man who is well-versed in the past and the present, taking me into the battlefield where the smoke of gunpowder is flying, into the heavily guarded court, and into the farmhouse ...... with "low eaves".I heard the roar of Sparta, I heard the cannon of Waterloo;I heard the swords of the Xuanwu Gate, and heard the gunshots of the Nanchang Uprising piercing the night skyI heard the national anthem in front of Tiananmen Square and heard the ...... of the atomic bombI have learned beauty and ugliness, justice and **, and a saying: forgetting the past means betrayal!Books are my good friends and my teachers. From the book, I gained a wealth of knowledge. Once, the rice at home was steamed, and my mother was at a loss. I followed the method I saw in the extracurricular book, went to the vegetable garden and pinched a few green onions and inserted them in the pot. After a while, the mushy smell in the rice was gone. My mother praised me happily. I got a taste of the sweetness of reading. Sometimes, in order to get a book I want, I go to the bookstore and choose it myself. Faced with a dizzying array of books, the colorful cover alone is enough to make people swoon. Finding what you want in a book is a greater pleasure. Sometimes, for a book, I go to all the bookstores in the neighborhood and don't get it. But by chance, I found it in the bookstore next door to my grandmother, and it can really be described as "stepping on iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, and it takes no effort to get it". Some people say: There must be three "ten thousand" to read, and "reading more than ten thousand volumes" is one of them;The second is "having 10,000 books in your chest";The third is "a family collection of 10,000 books". In this life, my greatest joy in reading is to realize these three "ten thousand".
Reading, I was movedThe wind swept open the pages, and the rain crept down on the window. He was born in the luxurious palace of the nobility, screaming in the cold land, and dying in despair and confusion. "Leo Tolstoy," I muttered. An ascetic of body and mind, whose thoughts are more transcendent by literature. The rain made the whole city groggy, the cars rolled over the puddles, the deposited rain rose to the sky again, and a moment later sprinkled again on the curbs, and the melancholy piled up again, the regulars of the electric wires hung their heads and hid where the wind and rain could not blow, and a stray cat flew through the square, its depressed yellow eyes giving a faint glow. I stood on the balcony, enduring the sound of the rain, and sighed softly for the literary heroes of a hundred years ago. His literature inspired the world, but it inspired himself. He once traveled through a Siberia, experienced wars, and sufferings, and found the ideal society in his heart, only to find out bitterly that this ideal society could never really ......The rain outside the window had stopped, the street lamp was shining with a warm light, I looked at it fixedly, but suddenly I saw a fat and gray thing, flying endlessly, I looked away with some disgust, looking for the star that belonged to Tolstoy, in the book he insisted on his ideals, but was bound by reality, he died in despair, but left his spirit in the world.
Suddenly, the sound of "bells" came to my ears, and I saw the moth and began to crash into the street lamp again and again. "Ridiculous" I watched it fearlessly hit the lamp again and again, but it could never reach that heat, but it still persistently and unthinkingly, and the hazy sound of "dangdang" seemed to me quite powerfully, hitting my heart again and again. Leo Tolstoy I suddenly thought of him, he was like that stupid moth, waving his wings—his pen, marching towards the light again and again, and his persistent spirit led him through Siberia, through war and suffering, through the face of darkness, but he was forced to stop, but could not go beyond it. Eventually, he died in pain. A moth made me know him, and his spirit really touched me. The book still lay on the table, and the early morning sun illuminated the names of the great men.
Reading, let my soul nourishWith good books as my companion, my soul is no longer lonely. Reading nourishes my soul. What I admire most in "Grass House" is Du Xiaokang in the book. His family was once the wealthiest family in Yau Ma Tei. Overnight, his family became impoverished, and he had to drop out of school to herd ducks with his father, and his hopes were dashed again and again. But he has been living in a honey pot, and he has shown extraordinarily brave and strong in the face of suffering. He did not give up on life, resolutely took up the burden of the family, and set up a stall at the school gate, so that everyone could see his tenacity. The story of Du Xiaokang's struggle with bad luck tells us that when suffering comes, we cannot escape, but face it with hope and a smile. Reading it, my soul is no longer lonely, I have learned to be brave and strong.
Bingxin's poetry collections "Stars" and "Spring Water" have rich and profound philosophies. "Humans!Let's fall in love, we are all long-term travelers, towards the same destination. "O young man!For the sake of later memories, carefully draw your current picture. "It is not the rolling waves that create the new land, but the tiny sediment beneath it. "The bigger the flower of speech blooms, the smaller the fruit of deeds becomes. "These little poems nourished my soul. What I got out of it was experience, a lesson, a philosophical motto about society, life, the world, the universe, and nature. Reading "From the Hundred Herb Garden to the Three Flavors Study", enjoying the innocent feelings revealed between the lines from time to time, I couldn't help but see a fascinating picture in front of me. There is also a garden behind the Sanwei Study House, although it is small, but you can also climb the flower bed to fold plum blossoms, and look for cicadas on the ground or on the osmanthus tree. The best job is to catch flies and feed the ants, quietly. Our childhood fades away, leaving behind a beautiful memory. Read "Morning Flowers and Sunset" to appreciate Lu Xun's childhood, and trivial memories are reproduced in the book. Different eras, the same happiness, childhood, it's really nostalgic. This book has nourished my heart and made my heart forever young. Life is like a flower, inseparable from the moisture of rain and dew. Reading is the nectar on the road to growth, nourishing my soul and accompanying me ...... growth- end -**: Primary ChineseDisclaimer of Warranties
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