Perhaps, it is because of my parents' deep feelings similar to the book contract that I have always loved reading, and I am often willing to drown myself in the tide of books, hoping to get my mind out of HarmonyOS's hate, set foot on the altar of my soul and worship the gifts in the dark. So, on a pleasant afternoon, I slowly released a memory of reading that was imprisoned in my heart. ...
When I was a child, my family was poor, and my parents scrimped and saved for my schooling. This is an earth-shattering event in a remote mountain village. What they don't know, however, is that their son, a little boy with little literacy, has been so obsessed with books since the day he recognized his name that he often stays in a traditional bookstore full of adult writing books and pen and paper stationery, sometimes wandering curiously, but more often, he curled up in the corner of the bookstore and turned the pages in confusion. At that time, my parents always ran between hills and towns, and never left me alone at home. Of course, when I enter the town, they will definitely put me in the "locker" like a piece of luggage, and then do their things with confidence, and then they will get back their "luggage" for free after finishing the things. This safe and cost-free "locker" is the bookstore and stationery store on the street. The owner is a middle-aged man with a beard, and his father can't help hugging him every time he sees him.
Bookstores are naturally small, and children's books are rare. Books lying quietly and peacefully on creaking shelves are almost all for adults. I had just entered primary school at that time. Every time I pick out a book from the shelf within my reach, I squat or sit in an inconspicuous corner and start reading the plot and loneliness around me with a little knowledge. But I never thought about buying any books. When it was time to go home with my parents, I just closed the book gently and put it back on the shelf carefully, that's all.
In order to understand more books in the bookstore, I am willing to go to school. After all, I can learn more new words from the school teachers' teaching. After the second and third grades, you can read books read by adults completely, without phonetic notation, and you have a great sense of accomplishment at a young age. Unconsciously, this good habit of loving reading and learning has been with me and has gradually become the most precious intangible asset in my life. Now that I think about it, my obsession with reading can be traced back to my childhood. In that blue era, books were my spiritual sustenance, and bookstores became my spiritual haven. Looking back on the past, I didn't expect a casual move by my parents at that time to create a paradise for books and a garden of Eden for my soul today.
After traveling in this paradise for nearly 20 years, it can be said that my obsession with reading has long gone beyond the mere involvement of eyes in the content to kill time, but has expanded to appreciate the types of books with various senses, and to make books glow enthusiastically or contain or display fireworks in the measurement of sound or eyes. It can be said that the shining point of each spark is very important for each pair. Therefore, I am willing to touch the textured pages and printing with my fingers, appreciate the design and binding of books with my eyes, distinguish the difference between ancient books and new books with my nose, and listen to poems and stories recited by human voices with my ears ... If it is really like what people say: "There is a soul of the past behind every book", in the process of my growth, the traces of these souls have gradually stopped in time. In a flash of spray, Ba Jin's heart, Bing Xin's love and Nikolai Gogol's "tearful smile" were branded.
Hugo once said: "The first hunger of mankind is ignorance." On the way to pack my bags, walk out of the small mountain villa and go to a completely strange metropolis for knowledge, I chose a series of heavy books as my companion in the journey and the support of my life without hesitation. They made me like a newborn baby.