At a certain time of the day, sitting on the balcony with a book, reading those touching words, feeling the birds and flowers in spring, the thunder and rain in summer, the fallen leaves of phoenix trees in autumn and the frozen snow in winter ... This is really a pleasant thing. The endless tenderness in the book permeates all my feelings: some are like old wine, which I can never get tired of reading; Some are like pouring sugar cane, getting better and better; The others are like a green olive, which comes through hard work ... Open a good book, smell the faint ink and enjoy the moon in the Tang Dynasty with Li Bai; Appreciate the boldness of "the river does not return, the waves are exhausted" with Su Shi; Stepping on the snow in Siberia with Russian literary masters ... for thousands of years, crossing time tunnel and sharing a spiritual feast with elites, what a wonderful situation!

Bing Xin, a century old man, said, "Study hard, study hard, study hard." This is a wise saying. Reading can make us enjoy unlimited "fun". "How Steel was Tempered" makes me an indomitable hero-Pavel Colta King. I seem to see an exciting scene-countless young people, carrying this book, shouted "for the motherland! In the warm dialogue of Tagore's The Gardener and the Bird, I felt the fragrance of life. By the light of the Qinhuai River, I vaguely recognized my father's old back; Under the little orange lamp on a cold night, I saw innocence and selflessness of maternal love; In the empty sea, I understand the unyielding struggle of the old man against the sea!

Books give us not only the opportunity to read beautiful articles, but also the pleasure of reading and the true knowledge of being a man. Maybe we can't measure the length of life, but we can expand the width of life. A good book that is beneficial to people may be an expansion of our life.

Let's make a permanent Covenant with words-wandering in the sea of books, evoking the hopes and dreams of flying!