Unknowingly, I had grown up and gradually became obsessed with books, to the point where "the clothes I wear are getting wider and wider, and I will never regret it, and I will feel haggard because of it."
When my mother said that I was babbling, I had an indissoluble bond with books. During the day, I often lay freely beside the bed, flipping through the little book. Although I didn't know what it said, I felt happy just looking at the pictures in the book. In the evening, I always lie in my mother's arms like a spoiled child, letting her tell me the stories in the book happily. Sometimes, let me be alone at home, as long as I have a book to accompany me, I will not mess around or be afraid.