Spring breeze, velvet flowers born in March, a few flowers over the wall, books accompany me to kill the time of writing. Standing by the window, holding the book of the world, is infinite scenery! At this time, reading, even if unkempt, suddenly becomes full of spring. Read Egypt? Deutsch's education of love? The diary of an Italian fourth-grade pupil, and then get a noble and perfect education in the melody of love. The book in March makes people feel very comfortable and comfortable. The breeze accompanied by catkins is intoxicating! In midsummer, the sky is light blue. Blue sky is not aggressive, but gentle. It's already dusk, reading Nalin in the rich and quiet shade? Swift's Gulliver's Travels. Close your eyes, feel the kind and hospitable lilliput with Gulliver, and recall the terrible giant island? Looking for the charm of books. Although we are not addicted to the luxury of money and romance, let us experience ourselves in the book and let the book grow with me! In the cold winter, everything is silent, and the pace of happiness is chaotic, but books are accompanied. Reading Lao She's Camel Xiangzi, I feel the depravity of human nature in that turbulent era. Turn the pages and dig up their beautiful past. Looking back suddenly, the broken slate was paid to the pale smoke. "Vast and desolate" tells the tragic life of a rickshaw driver. Moved by my heart, my eyes are full of incomparable warmth. How many winters and summers can life experience? With books, I can experience myself and let books grow with me! Some people say: reading is a secret possession of the world! Not bad! Don't listen to things outside the window, just read sage books. Reading allows us to understand society and perceive life! Reading should have an open-minded heart, flashy dust can't cover up dreams! What a wise sentence this is. Reading, you can swallow dates or work hard. Just because you are reading a book doesn't mean you are reading it! You can read a book for a day, a year, ten years, and a lifetime. You can read ordinary things, or you can read a story, a spirit, and a lifestyle of communication. In the darkness, a new heart washed away by lead and a heart full of love entered the world of books, feeling the feelings and sadness of books? So, you eagerly plunged into the world of books, chewing the ups and downs of emotions! I began to recall my life, my parents and my vision for the future. We can read the sweetness of tea, the fragrance of coffee and the intoxicating of wine from the book? So we began to have a nostalgia, a hope, and a touch from life. Admittedly, maybe we are immersed in incomparable happiness. When a pure emotion, a strong culture and a resilient life surround you, you begin to feel and experience yourself, and let the book grow with me! Let the book accompany me! No noisy traffic, no colorful lights. A few wisps of lilacs are fragrant and scattered in the arrangement of many fields; It was quiet, and some frogs. This is the village where I grew up and worked. Working in such a wonderful landscape, there is always an unspeakable impulse in my heart. Then, several short poems and paragraphs danced in the rhythmic air. More often, I hold a scroll in my hand, where I feel emotional, or sing aloud to surprise the birds; Or hide your thoughts and let them run freely. The faint fragrance of ink floating from the pages, big or small, haunts my day and dreams all the time, making my life journey better and giving me the pleasure of reading 300 pages a day and being a scholar all the time. Occasionally bow their heads under the sparse and mottled tree shadows and let the Chinese characters crawl around on the infinitely extended lattice road? Accompanied by picture books, I went to the city with my father for the first time in my childhood. I am surprised by the prosperity and color of this city. Middle school students write "book with me." Suddenly, a horizontal seal about 13 cm long and 9 cm wide came into my eyes. Turn the letter over, ah! In the story told by my father, naive pig, fluttering Chang 'e; The square has a square face with iron arms and waist, and workers, farmers, businessmen, scholars and soldiers; And the bad guys with gray head and black face, ugly appearance and obscene behavior are among them. Therefore, there are picture books in my life. Wandering in the world of picture books, I learned about the charged sea cucumber that spits its intestines; Remember Dong Cunrui who bombed the bunker and Lei Feng who made a good train; I made friends with Luo Shengjiao who jumped into the ice cave to save people, and Miss Grassland Hero who bravely fought against the snowstorm and protected the commune's sheep? How many times, my friends and I explored what the people in the painting were saying; Make fun of the appearance and behavior of the bad guys and guess every expression of the characters. I can read words, stumble over a few lines of small words under the picture, and hum away those I don't know. I am very satisfied: I finally understand the meaning of the picture! Up to now, looking through my boxes of treasures, I see a series of familiar pictures that I have studied many times. When I was a child, the happiness of reading picture books once again filled my heart. Teenagers who have dabbled in a wide range don't know the taste of sorrow, and books accompany me to kill time. When I was a teenager, it was during the famine in China. Although my parents try their best not to let me, the apple of my eye, feel hungry, it is common to have a full meal. In the face of me who can't eat or make any noise, adults praise me for being sensible, but I don't know that when I hold a piece of paper with words on it, my feelings will gradually enter the words and everything will be forgotten. I'm afraid to go out alone at night because I read Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio. I have also read several Grimm's Fairy Tales, imagining that I will one day punish evil and promote good with a wand. I am complacent that I can recite some ancient poems; He was also praised by his partners for telling storytelling such as The Great Sui and Tang Dynasties. The Monkey King's seventy-two changes fascinated me, and Tang Sanzang's right and wrong made me angry; I secretly like charming Jia Baoyu and deeply sentimental Lin Daiyu. I used to learn from Liangshan heroes and assembled a group of children, which was criticized by the teacher.