In my bookcase, there are hundreds of children's books, thick and thin, large and small. Magazines such as Enlightenment, Red Scarf, Youth and The King of Fairy Tales, as well as The Journey to the West's The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, A Dream of Red Mansions and Education of Love. Whenever I am free, I will sit down and read with a book in my hand.
According to my mother, when I was still in the cradle, whenever I cried, my father took Enlightenment magazine and read stories to me in his nonstandard Mandarin. Many times, my father's story turned into a lullaby. When I was a few months old, I stopped crying and gradually fell into a sweet dream.
Later, when I went to kindergarten, I could read picture books by myself. Every day when I come home from school, I always read with relish, and I often point to pictures and talk to myself. Before going to bed, I always pester my mother to read stories to me, or look at pictures and make up stories and children's songs with my mother.
I went to primary school at the age of six and learned pinyin. I can read some books. Grimm's Fairy Tales, Arabian Nights, 365 Nights Fairy Tales and Children's Learning Encyclopedia are all my favorites.
With the growth of my age, my love for reading has almost reached the point of obsession, and I have become a "bookworm". I love reading so much because reading not only absorbs a lot of knowledge and nutrition, but also makes me happy.
I remember when I was in the second grade, in a science class, the teacher suddenly asked a question outside the textbook, which the students didn't know, and I just read it in the children's encyclopedia, so I proudly raised my little hand and answered the teacher's question. The students all looked at me with new eyes. Since then, students have known my greatest feature-love of reading, and have given me the nickname "Little Bookworm".
One day last year, the teacher assigned math homework. The teacher wrote a few simple questions first, and everyone was relaxed and happy to read them. Later, the teacher wrote a few more questions, and the students were dumbfounded. The teacher smiled and said, "Don't worry, go back and read more books to contact the knowledge before and today, and then think again." The teacher believes that you can answer them. " When I got home, I tried to think, but I couldn't solve these problems. Mother said, "Please look through the books first." I went through the "Troubleshooting of Mathematics in Xiao Sheng" my mother bought for me, and finally turned to questions similar to these questions. So I did several questions correctly according to the solution in the book and the content I studied that day. I don't want to mention how happy I was when I finished these questions. I once again realized the joy of reading.
Now, I am in the sixth grade. Every time I comment on my composition, the teacher praises me for my good writing in class, because I use a lot of good words and sentences, which are accumulated by reading at ordinary times.
It's good to read! Reading broadens my horizons; Reading enriches my mind; Reading makes me full of confidence; Reading makes my life full of fun.
It's good to read! I like reading.