Book with me. Summer afternoon, sitting in his study, a cup of green tea, waiting for a meter sunlight from the window, as in the books, the warm wanton shuxiang, -- " The book, like a beautiful flower in the garden, let the adversity we alerted, endeavour; books, like the beautiful shells, let the spare time we revel in her shiny and beautiful; the book, like the blue bell, let silly naive we stopped to listen to her crooning shallow sing song. For the book, I have a strange affair, I remember from the babbling, toddler, it is a book and a bond. When I was young, love to see some naive fairy tale, clinging to her mother to tell me those from think very mysterious and interesting story, immersed in the fairy tale, a warm, light dream. In the fairy tale kingdom, lit only belongs to me. Wait until a point again, along with the age and the growth of knowledge, I began to read novels -- first is a treasure of our Chinese four famous in "a dream of Red Mansions", look at it the plot twists and turns moving; then Mitchell's "gone with the wind", its awareness of the true meaning of life. Then Golgi's "childhood", and Luo Guanzhong's "Three Kingdoms", all of these make me fascinated. And then I understood, though the writers express their true colors in different ways, but I can feel in their hearts to convey. A little more I was attracted to the ancient poems. I'm longing "according to the moon between pine, clear spring stone upper." Bright, I admire the "yellow 100m in golden armor, not broken Kroraina eventually not also." Heroically tragic. I am fun days with the exclamation "at the same time the reduced people, strangers when we meet." Sigh, I hope with the "tens of millions of Andhra Guangsha, Great Jubilee the world famous all the land." Wish, I will because of "the sunset, heartbroken men in the horizon." You sad, because "there will be wind and waves, the White Sea Ji Yun fan." Full of ambition...... Book took me into the palace of literature, let me have a rich imagination of the mind, a pair of the world's eyes, and a glib mouth.also mouth. Books such as the mighty boundless scenery, forever, forever endless, just now you would like to have a knowledge of the heart, carrying a desire, into the book, reading from the side walk? When not fast or pressure in my life, a book to accompany make me no longer lonely. The book is my best friend, set foot on the author made with words of the river, gradually reach the soul communication, follow is the feeling of relief, pressure relief, is the hope of tomorrow. The book nourishes my ordinary life, regardless of the distance is a sky Caixia or overcast, I insist, because books followed me, I was traveling in the vast sea! The size of the universe, with our puny humans is far from enough to understand. The ugly and beautiful world, reality and illusion, greed and broad...... Perhaps its poor one cannot understand. But it could be worse, and the books in the wonton in shining. When reading, like to see a microscopic world, we can learn a lot from the book, understand many. Now stick to daily reading is not an easy task, reading can give you the beauty of temperament. Reading can make people soul purification and sublimation, can make a person's mind to get rid of earthly troubles, soaring to a magnificent magical world, only reading let us in the material and spiritual life of calm and balance the poles; reading is the most beautiful in the world to enjoy. I always read extracurricular books as steadfast to hobbies, reading process such as the oasis light heart load, such as the breeze brushed the heart of dust, I like the night holding the book sitting in the moderate to bright light, reveling in the scholarly brewing atmosphere, a kind of unspeakable pleasure. Before bedtime, I love to lie on the bed, he took out a book, browse in the lamplight. I have followed Lu Xun's calligraphy, to listen to the deep cry; once the "Besieged City", asked why, outside the city people want to go in, the men of the city has thought out; has been accompanied by the distant sound, spent searching for civilization and the Yu Qiuyu fragments...... Put the books take up, light ink overflowing bosom. When the goods of the book, the mind to accept the historical infiltration. Old Wu's Meng by the book's influence, and Lu Su "after three days, when the look, the contemporary young with scholarly Qian Zhongshu as eloquent" Guan ",". The book of the river, in the thousands of years of civilization in the precipitation of human wisdom; the rain in the dry season moisture in the seedlings; numerous volumes, mark a historic branded dynasty changes in things easy when you move in. We chat, do not divide day and night entertainment, is still very difficult to capture a younger generation full of fantasy and desire of the heart, so the book with its rich contents, quiet space, colorful appearance, have a lot of friends. Talk about the events at home and abroad was the "comment", he told the family friendly "reader". Plot ups and martial arts, science fiction, are favored. Older people cherish the people pondering the resistance of a dream of Red Mansions "," Peony Pavilion ", at the moment, also a little book in the sauna around us. Alone, the book is my friend; when the book is open windows; the haze, the book is brilliant sunshine; cold, the book is a raging flame...... We and the characters in the book are the soul of exchange, has been good edification. "Chuai Chuai Yan unceasingly" friction play, if it is, book love true expression, then, is accompanied by scholarly life, is not ran the distillery Yuan Mei so happy? Shakespeare said: "the book is the nourishment of the whole world." For I am a middle school student, no better than to read the book, if not, our life is not the sun, if there is no book, just like our ideal without wings. Companionship of books, the book as a guide, a wisp of fragrance for the book with you and I. Together, forever!