About the scholarly fragrance all the way, the cross talk manuscript that grew up with me

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The breeze lifted the curtain to reveal a large red cloud in the sky. A breeze poured in, and the scent of ink all over the house fled in all directions. I took a deep breath of the air that had fascinated me, and exhaled it slowly, leaving only the sound of the pages turning uneasily.

I stared at the yellowed pages, and there was a smell of mellowness coming from them. Suddenly, there was only a blank space around him, and the air was still mixed with a faint scent of ink.

I was stunned and explored, what was I looking for? Or is something calling to me? The blank world makes the heart panic. I didn't say a word, and walked slowly under my feet, the mellow fragrance still circling around me.

Suddenly, the blinding white surface with indistinct words, I was startled, and my feet quickened: Is it it? It's it!

That's what I'm looking for! The misty fog obscured my eyes, but I still kept moving, inhaling the damp and fragrant air, and my heart was shocked, and I hurried towards the unknown.

The fog gradually dissipated, revealing a corner of green ahead. I'm overjoyed and run to it! But suddenly, there was a piercing cicada chirp in my ears, and I suddenly raised my head and found that nothing had changed, and Nanke was just dreaming.

The scent of ink in the air became more and more intense, and the red clouds outside the window were nowhere to be found, but the purple clouds were floating leisurely.

Sometimes, there is only a thin line between dream and reality. It's like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of butterflies, I don't know if Zhuang Zhou dreamed of becoming a butterfly, or did a butterfly dream of becoming Zhuang Zhou? True or false, who knows? I wiped away the distracting thoughts in my heart, and a sentence slowly rose: What remains unchanged is the fragrance of books that accompany me all the way.

Reading a book is like tasting tea. A pot of good tea, some people use it to quench their thirst, and they see the bottom of the cup after two or three sips, and they don't know its taste; Some people taste it slowly, carefully consider it, and send it to the mouth with a burst of fragrance, during which the taste is changeable, which is really resonating! The same is true of reading, and I don't think a person who sees reading as a task will read much.

Calm down, put aside the worldly things, hold a book, and have endless fun!

In my life, which is not long or short, I am accompanied by a faint fragrance of books. The joy of reading, the joy of reading, cannot be expressed in words. Books, like a quiet path, lead people to a vast sky; Books, like a blue sea, make people indulge in this blue; Books, like a small firefly, guide the ...... to those who are lost in the darkWhat brought me was a pure world, a free sky, and a calming fragrance.

If you want to say the most respected teacher, it is Mr. Ho Zhe, I am grateful for the sunshine, it brings me warmth; I am grateful to return to Qingquan for bringing me a sweet answer.

Sweet; I am even more grateful to my writing teacher, who gave me an encouraging smile. "How can this be true? Sling the bull! "As soon as you hear this familiar word, you know that our writing teacher is here.

My writing teacher's name was Hu Zhe, and he was my writing teacher when I was a teacher. He was not tall and old, but his hair was half white. He is also very unparticular about his dress, and he always wears blue cloth clothes all year round, which is in stark contrast to other teachers.

The most memorable thing is that he wears a pair of deep myopia glasses on his broad face and the pair of eyes that are always deep behind the lenses. His image is not good-looking, but he loves to laugh, and when he laughs, he reveals a pair of ugly big teeth, and the wrinkles on his face are folded into arhats. One of his mantras is:

"How can this be true?

At that time, I don't know if I felt something in my heart or on a whim, I wrote an essay.

Gorky once said, "Books are the ladder of human progress." "Books have been with me for countless days, saying that she is like a mother, but she will not grow old. I can only say that she is a confidant, a friend, who has grown up with me all the way.

When I first went to kindergarten, I only knew how to read with an illustrated comic, I didn't know a word, I always liked to listen to the teacher tell stories, or, looking at the colorful anime**, thinking about it myself. When the teacher is exaggerating, I will only open my mouth and say "wow". I don't understand that there is some truth behind such a cute story.

At that time, I was like a seed ready to rush out of the soil to feel the sun.

When I went to elementary school, I began to read and write, and in the same way, I took an illustrated book and read a story several times with my "immature" pinyin to understand the meaning. In the tortoise and hare race, the hare loses not entirely because he fell asleep under the tree, but because he is too proud and always thinks that the tortoise cannot win him.

After the fifth and sixth grades, I will gradually go to watch the primary school version of "Water Margin", although I don't really understand why they are jealous and hateful, but Lu Zhishen's upside-down weeping willows still make me remember it deeply.

At that time, I was already a little sapling that rushed out and suddenly felt the sun.

When I entered junior high school, books have become sunshine that I can't refuse even if I want to. Even if sometimes it's tormented by it. However, if I enjoy it, I will be very happy.

I am very willing to work with Wu Yong to give advice to Song Jiang, I also want to go to Jingyanggang with Wu Song to fight tigers, and I also want the heroes of Liangshan to do chivalrous justice.

There is a ** house in the book. There is Yan Ruyu in the book. "I'm going to explore the world all the time, and there's no end to it. Maybe I will always grow and grow into a towering tree, because the sun will not go away, and there is no end to my reading journey.

All the way to the book, all the way to the sunshine.

The fragrance of books grows with me leisurely, wafting out of the intoxicating fragrance, lingering in my heart, lingering, that is the fragrance of books, wisps by wisps, weaving the footsteps of growth ......Inscription Unforgettable, every second and every minute accompanied by the fragrance of books, there have been knowing smiles, and there have been sentimental tears. Let me listen to the joy of books and smell the refreshing fragrance. I met when I was about three or four years old, and my mother bought me "Sister Ju Ping Series Stories".

So, in my mother's vivid storytelling, I met the book for the first time, and from then on, I would always hold a comic book in my hand, although I didn't know the words on it, but I also looked at the pictures very seriously. Later, when I went to school, I learned some words, and I was finally able to read books on my own, and my mother bought me books such as "Hans Christian Andersen's Fairy Tales", "Grimm's Fairy Tales", "One Thousand and One Nights", and "Aesop's Fables". I was finally able to swim in the sea of books by myself!

I excitedly picked up the book, stroked the pages with my immature hands, and could smell a faint scent of ink. I read the book word by word, completely immersed in the vivid storyline, and I saw the kindness of Cinderella, the persistence of the ugly duckling, and the clever ...... of little KlausScholarly fragrance, give me a colorful childhood. When I was in the fourth grade, I gradually came into contact with famous books and tasted more spiritual food.

Reading "Dream of Red Mansions" I experienced the misery of Daiyu's "red silk incense broken", reading "Water Margin" I felt the heroism of Liangshan's one hundred and eight generals, reading "Journey to the West" I admired Sun Wukong's loyalty, and reading "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" I learned that "if you are together for a long time, you must be divided for a long time". From Robinson Crusoe I learned about the miracle of the rest of a desert island; From "The Old Man and the Sea", I saw an old man with an indomitable spirit; From Shakespeare's Comedies, I felt the charm of art ......I also like poetry and songs. I admire Li Bai's rich imagination in "Three Hundred Tang Poems" "raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadow becomes a trio"; In "Appreciation of the Essence of Quatrains of the Past Dynasties", Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, "Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward."

It makes me sad ......The fragrance of books gave me a charm of youth. Hand in hand Looking back on the days of reading, fulfilling, colorful, and happy. Along the way, the fragrance of books has been following me, touching the veins in the book, tasting the connotation of the article, the flowing sentences, the colorful artistic conception of the rain flowers fascinated me, and awakened my sleeping soul in an instant, like petals blooming in the spring sun, I would like to be accompanied by books, with the fragrance of books, hand in hand to paint a beautiful picture!

A wisp of refreshing fragrance will always accompany me, so that the fragrance of books will grow with me.