The ancients said: "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu." I have always had a deep love for reading, and I want to talk about reading today.
In the early morning, the sun shone gently on my desk through the gap in the window. I gently opened a collection of essays and started a wonderful time of dancing with words. Words jump between pages, taking me to appreciate the world. Reading those beautiful sentences is like being in the poetic world described by the author, sometimes walking on the path where cherry blossoms fall, and sometimes boating on the quiet lake. This kind of spiritual tour has made me forget all my troubles.
In the afternoon, the sun became warm. I hid in my room and immersed myself in a history book. The wheel of history is rolling forward, and the pages bear the legendary stories of countless heroes. Following the footsteps of the ancients, I saw the change of dynasties, the smoke of war, and the light of wisdom shining in the long river of years. Those figures who fought for their ideals and their country deeply shocked me, letting me know how to cherish the present and strive for strength.
In the evening, I like reading some novels to relax myself. With the ups and downs of the story, my mood also rises and falls with the fate of the protagonist. When I saw them overcome many difficulties and finally ushered in the dawn of hope, I felt a warm current in my heart and learned the courage to face life setbacks.
Reading, for me, is not only to acquire knowledge, but also a wonderful spiritual journey, a dialogue between souls again and again. In the world of books, I keep growing and meet better myself. Today's time with books has made me full of gains, and I look forward to continuing to travel in the sea of books tomorrow.