The essay My Reading Experience should be no less than 405 words

Every time I get a new book in my hand, I feel very happy, and I can't wait to open it and enter the world of words. Reading always brings me a lot of joy, just as children love playgrounds and fish love blue oceans.

I am like a little bee, flying in the sea of literary flowers, where the flowers are always so beautiful and pleasing to the eye. I, a little bee, collected nectar in the sea of flowers, excerpted these wonderful words and sentences into my notebook, illustrated them with colored crayons, and drew flower frames; He also carefully read the good sentences over and over again, and wrote down the feelings in his heart. Every time I finish an excerpt, I have to hold it in my hand and look at it for a long time, as if I can't get enough of it, and I always want to add something and draw something, so that I can express my mood more happily.

Every time I read a book, I always get a lot out of it. I know the simplicity and beauty of the poems, the beauty and casualness of the prose, the engrossiveness of the **, and the wonderful ...... of the scriptI also appreciated the world of the book, and after reading a book, it was like having a strange journey, and the author's emotions were always inadvertently revealed between the lines, making me feel as if I was talking to the author face to face. So I always have books in my hands, and I can't even eat and sleep without books.

I harvested the "nectar" in the book, and I made it into honey, and I used these good words and sentences in my own articles to learn these writing methods. I have learned how to use the pen to record the bits and pieces of life, and use words to engrave the ups and downs, joys, sorrows and sorrows in my memory. The essays I write are often praised by teachers and parents, not to mention how proud I am.

This is all brought to me by reading books. But I can't be proud, I want to keep reading, collect nectar in the sea of literature, and enrich my brain.

Thanks to reading, I was thrilled and happy to participate in the community's essay contest. The "honey" that I usually "pick" from reading books brews in my brain, and I write with my heart to express my feelings. That time, I won the first prize for my essay!

The teacher knew about it and smiled; Mom and Dad found out and gave me an affectionate hug; My classmates found out and gave me a thumbs up ......How happy I am! This is the first step I have taken, and I will work harder in the future!

It was reading that made me realize the beauty of words, and the joy it brought me was not a little bit. I will let books always accompany me, progress with me, and grow with me!

I like to experience them, to experience the sadness in their words;

I like to feel, to feel the sentimentality that is expressed in their words.

Whenever you read an article or a book, you will inevitably see the touching parts, and there are also indispensable thrills. The contents of the book often tug at my heart; Following the plot of the book, the mood fluctuates, and I often can't help but sigh that the writer is brilliantly written. The tasks in the book are vivid and vivid, and they will make me hallucinate as if I am in the scene, and when I talk about the touching article, a picture like this pops up in my head:

In a silver world, snowflakes dance in the sky, but there is a row of shocking blood stains on the white earth, and the blood and snow melt together, as if interpreting the meaning of the mother. Yes, this is "Scarlet Mother's Love". When I read this article, I didn't know that it would end like this, but when I read it to the end, I couldn't help but burst into tears.

The article is about a foreign mother, the family is not rich, and the daughter has always disliked the mother, once the mother's company was on holiday due to the holiday, the mother bought two sets of silver-white down jackets and invited her daughter to go skiing together. After arriving at the destination, the two got lost and encountered an avalanche because they had too much fun, and a rescue plane flew over but was not found because the down jacket was white, and the daughter fell asleep in her mother's arms... When she woke up, she found herself lying in the hospital, and the doctor told her that her mother had cut her wrist and crawled, and the personnel on the rescue plane found the red trail before she was saved, but her mother passed away forever; The girl burst into tears. It was this great mother who saved her with blood.

I was shocked after reading it, thinking what will happen to this girl in the future, she must also regret her previous attitude towards her mother, right?! This article also taught me to appreciate the opportunity to spend time with my parents more and respect them.

In fact, there are more touching articles than that. Ordinary people can always make shocks.

A: There are many stories that have happened in my family, the grapes on the grape trellis are the same, some are bright in color, and some are fragrant. As for me, I'll pick out the best and most delicious ones for you to taste.