I love to read and love to learn essay competitions

How can you rely on others? Participate in the competition, others help you are not always your real level, even if you win the award, it is not comfortable. Usually the composition can also help, but the competition is different.

To put it mildly, it's called cheating! Write it yourself, trust you! (But I can give you a question:.)

I read, I am happy)

The original has been published in hope it helps you.

Born to sip the fragrance and walk in the spring.

Shuttling through the bustling, seeing all over the red dust and purple Mo, in the colorful life, the pavilion.

Lying in you! Reading all over the railing, touching the various states of life, in the rush of rapid change, dust.

Sealed with the memory of the scent of ink. Wash away the lead and read quietly!

The three Lu doctors on the bank of Yinze and the flowing water of Miluo, let the perseverance spread, the river fish.

After devouring for thousands of years, but there is no room for a proud bone, Zilan's clothes are like a mound, and a piece of paper "Leave."

"Sao" is full of desolation, reading thousands of mountains, reading peerless blood.

In the pale yellow desert, the smile is regarded as a well of the Yellow River, Sanmao's trip to the Sahara.

Let the years be fragrant;

Everyone knelt in front of them, Xu Zhi was the king, and if he was defeated, he died, so he "leaned on the sky and the sea."

Countless flowers, flowing water and high mountains know themselves" has become a swan song for the ages.

Listening to the solemn pulse of history, I know that life will be rich with three pairs of tears and one cry.

You can't do big things in the world, the second crying article does not meet a confidant, and the third crying never falls into a beautiful woman.

Only then did I know: I wish there was no goodness and no hard work. I know: do the virtuous and go to the virtuous line, and go to peace without love.

The book is full of blood, knowing that the ancients were like a lampshade, catching their light, closing their sharpness, revealing their sharpness as not good, and showing their true colors as men!

Hurried walkers, can you stop your hurried footsteps, can you listen to the autumn leaves touch the ground.

voice, feeling Song Yu's compassion and compassion. I have always believed that only a little ink is not.

With inch wisps, plain and unpretentious, one side of memory, one side of burial, such as clothing, drifting through the years.

Wash, it may be old, only the old elegance, and its texture, but it is still the original.

Warp and weft woven on a loom! The criss-crossed lead ink shines brightly with a sudden appearance of a dream, son.

The thirst of the time, the eyes explore the mystery of the great thousand, only a quick glance, no need to travel thousands of miles a day.

I also know the autumn. So, no longer look up, no longer give people a bewildered gaze, just bury.

First, ask for an answer to your heart!

Scrolls of poems, in the form of lead words sent back to future generations, such as traveling all over the mountains, it turns out, born to sip Fanghua and bathe in spring!

You can write it like this:

1. Write a story between you and the book, such as:

I've loved reading since I was a kid. (Opening point method).

My favorite book to read is Harry Potter (note the title).

I remember one time, I was fascinated by reading, and I even picked up a broom and sandwiched it between my legs to see if I could fly. (Fun Facts Between Writing and Books).

I just love books. (Question at the end of the article).

Participate in the competition, others help you not always your own real level.