记不清从什么时候起我开始喜欢上了读书,喜欢徜徉于书中的万千世界,惊叹于书中的光怪陆离,感动于书中的情意缠绵。闲暇的日子里,手捧书卷,或圈或点,或折页或标注,听书页翻动时清脆的声响,静静地在书中神游。一篇篇回味无穷的文章,一段段拨人心弦的故事,一幅幅饱含深意的画面,都让我的心随之起伏。置身在书籍里,聆听长者的教诲、体味智者的启迪、蒙受巧者的点拨,如春风化雨滋润我的心田,涤荡我的灵魂……读书要靠自觉。不要去过多思 I can not remember when I began to like to go to school, like wandering in the world of thousands of books, marvel at the bizarre book in the book, moved in the book’s emotional lingering. Leisure day, holding books, or circle or point, or fold or mark, listen to the crisp sound of the page flip, quietly in the book fugue. An article memorable article, a section of people’s hearts and minds of the story, a full range of profound meaning of the picture, so my heart will ups and downs. Exposure to books, to listen to the teachings of the elderly, appreciate the enlightenment of wise people, who are skilled calligrapher, such as the spring weather nourishing my heart, wash my soul ...... Reading rely on self-consciousness. Do not go too much