Book, can look not merely, it can lead loss directional the people; Book, can read not merely, it is a bright beacon, taking us to walk out of big mist; Book, it is paper not merely, it is to bear the weight of the boat of knowledge and wisdom. In stream of people, it more resembling is an attributive ……
书，不只能看，它能引领迷失方向的生灵；书，不只能读，它是一座明亮的灯塔，带着我们走出大雾；书，不只是纸，它是承载知识和智慧的小船。在人流中，它更像是一个归属……
Book, it is my largest interest. In my little room, collect carefully is worn various books. " annals of the Three Kingdoms " in ever had seen “ of such a word one day do not have a book, ” of 100 things desolation, at me character “ does not have a book one day, do 200 things dull ” . Such OK saying, book already the spirit that be in harmony took me. The nib of follow closely author, the footstep of follow story hero, my mood keeps changing, a little while nervous a little while excited. The labyrinthian destiny lane that occasionally I can be the character in the book derives from ” of ripples of ripples of personal “ tear, because of,occasionally I am met ” of faulty in deep sorrow of story ending “ ; Occasionally I can follow the footstep that Lu Bin inferiors writes a composition with big sea mile together / do all one can of a situation full of danger goes all out in work, what because Sun Wu is empty,also meet sometimes is piquant and capricious and ah breathe out giggle. This is me, I Shi Xinu reading a book is fugacious, the book that likes to look has a lot of. From " Andersen fairy tale " arrive " Halley · baud " , from " historical novel of the Three Kingdoms " arrive " 100 thousand why " . The book accumulation in my home is like hill, have the power of ” of “ topple the mountains and overturn the seas really. Mom can see I gnaw the about of the book everywhere, holding chin in the palm sometimes, the hand holds a book in both hands, bend over to go up sometimes, browsing book, more interesting is, my constant puts a book in pillow edge, ability enters dreamland. Also saying to go up is the book does not leave a hand!
书，是我最大的爱好。在我小小的房间里，珍藏着各种各样的书。《三国志》中曾看见过这样一句话“一日无书，百事荒芜”，于我而言“一日无书，做两百事都无聊”。可以这样说，书已经融进了我的灵魂。紧跟作者的笔尖，追随故事主人公的脚步，我的情绪不停地变化，一会儿紧张一会儿激动。有时候我会为书中的人物的曲折命运弄得自己“泪水涟涟”，有时候我会因不完美的故事结局“捶胸顿足”；有时候我会跟随鲁滨逊的脚步一起与大海里作文/的惊涛骇浪奋力拼搏，有时也会因孙悟空的调皮任性而呵呵傻笑。这就是我，看书时喜怒无常的我，喜欢看的书有很多。从《安徒生童话》到《哈利·波特》，从《三国演义》到《十万个为什么》。我家中的书堆积如山，真有“排山倒海”之势。妈妈能处处看见我啃书的模样，有时托着下巴，手捧一本书，有时趴在地上，翻阅着书，更有趣的是，我常在枕头边放一本书，才能进入梦乡。也称得上是书不离手啊！
The book is sweet, flow between sheet of a paper drip, had flown like the bee flowers, shed classics valley like spring, the person of the thirst in resembling desert discovered water, every time I am tasted read a good book, be unable to bear or endure in my heart upsurge cheerful affection. It offers me wisdom, give me pleasure, let me comprehend the essence of the world, accord the force that I grow.
书香，在纸页间流淌，像蜜蜂飞过花丛，像泉水流经山谷，像沙漠中干渴的人发现了水，每当我品读一本好书，我的心中就禁不住涌起愉悦之情。它给予我智慧，给予我快乐，让我领悟到人世的真谛，给与我成长的力量。