Nature. The water of the pond is still as calm as a mirror, clearly reflecting the jumping spring fire, the changing flames, and the jade toad in the blue sky. The sun had set, but its light was reflected under the clouds, and the red light reflected on the surface of the lake, which seemed to burn, and everything around it lost its original color and was drowned in the red light. Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and I hurried forward, and it turned out to be a clear artificial lake, like a big mirror in the countryside, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, the water was very clear, and the breeze blew, with bursts of ripples and golden light. With a "squeak", a swallow flew in, dragging its pointed tail to glide on the surface of the water, arousing a halo...... Lake Li Bai has a poem praising that "the flowing water of the Jin Temple is like jasper", I see this gently fluttering in the reflection of the waves, like a dream........ Dongting Lake is calm and vast at the moment, like a poetic landscape, with fish swimming on the water, some spitting out strings of bubbles, some chasing each other and playing, some using lotus leaves as small umbrellas to hide and seek below, and some swimming leisurely behind their mothers. From time to time, the remnants of the lotus in the pond in front of the door suddenly shook sharply, and then the lively leap of the red carp pierced the calm water. The water on the lake is not rippling, and the boat seems to be gliding on a glass side. The sparkling water waves, like fine lines on silk, smooth and tender green. In the distance, the color is a little darker, and gradually it becomes a deep blue. Looking up at the sky, the clouds are moving leisurely, looking down at the center of the lake, and another day, the shadows of the clouds are hovering. The peaks and peaks on both sides of the river stand upside down in the lake, a color of green and green, and the affectionate escort of the tourists. Seeing the end, turning a corner, it is the same mountain, the same water, I really want to change, but after walking one hundred and twenty miles from north to south, it is still the same style. Compared with the turbulent Dongting Lake, Jingpo Lake is calm and serene; compared with the vast and round Taihu Lake, Jingbo Mirror is too much like a big river with unstable water; compared with her, Daming Lake is just a pool of clear water, and compared with her, West Lake is like a beautiful young woman with "low spring mountains and contemplative eyes in autumn water", and a virgin like a simple and natural, chaste and self-controlled. Looking into the distance, the water is clear, the sails are dotted, and the islands in the lake are like pieces of jasper, inlaid in the lake and mountains, which looks so moving. The water of the lake is so tempting after all, let alone at such a hot time. I approached the lake, and all of a sudden, the diaphragm of the heat wave in front of me disappeared. The waves were turbulent and sparkling, as if a layer of gold had been attached to the water. The hand also seemed to be unable to bear it, and gently reached into the water. The feeling of refreshment is indescribable. The ripples gently caress the white marble pool wall, and the rippling autumn water flows back and forth under the "Zhiyu Bridge". The green islands are like pearls embedded in the lake, and at first glance they look like green waves rolling among the clouds. The colorful sails are dotted, and it looks so delicate in the Qiandao Lake surrounded by green trees. A bird's-eye view of the lake, the scales stirred up by the wind, as if a lace appeared and disappeared from time to time, listening to the pine waves, low and euphemistic like the legend is reverie, and the slender and pure white reeds swaying in the wind show its unique appearance, so delicate that you can't bear to touch it. As the sun set, the blood-like remnant sun reflected half of the sky, and the lake looked like a shy girl's face flushed slightly. Next to the hill, there is a reservoir surrounded by mountains, and the water is as green as a cat's eye, which is daunting. Looking down on the Luhu Lake from the Hongque Tower, there are several exquisite and unique pavilions on the lake, the lake water is sparkling, the golden sunlight is sprinkled on the lake, it is really like thousands of brilliant gems are flashing dazzling light. Ah, the water of the Peach Blossom Lake is so green, as if it is a piece of flawless jade, rippling autumn water, giving people a little coolness; Look! On the Peach Blossom Pond, there are a few pieces of residual lotus scattered sporadically, and the leaf edges have turned yellow, but the crystal droplets of water are naughtily hidden on it; under the residual lotus, red goldfish roam among them, and the maple trees on both sides fall jagged and mottled shadows -- yellow, green, red, white, and black! The beauty of the small pond in spring is in the word "quiet," and it is so quiet that people feel that it is not a puddle of water, but a piece of verdant and crystal green. The blue sky, green trees, and white clouds all left the shadow into her arms, and there was a trace of contemplation in the quiet blue waves. Because of the eternal tranquility, there is a surprising clarity: the swimming fish, the sand and stones at the bottom of the water are all unabashedly dissolved into the eyes - nature, not the eyes of Yishi, but a pair of eyes burning with a flame of hope. The small pond in spring, the beauty is in a "moving" word, it is like a changeable green silk, so beautiful green, so pure, under the reflection of the sun, jumping sparkling waves, such as flying flowers, like broken gold, every small spot of light has a small elf flickering, stretching, trembling; when the breeze blows, there are water lines, slowly advancing from one side to the other. Then one, two...... The original clear boundaries on the surface of the water were like a line of light ink in rice paper, which gradually spread under the shroud of light gauze and mist in the sky, and then became a little blurred. The desert is monotonous and lonely, but it is so broad and open-minded, let you ride the wild horse of thought in this vast space. In the evening, the lake gradually turns a deep blue, and the sky and the lake are connected, and it is impossible to tell whether the sky is dying the lake blue or the lake is dying the sky blue. At noon, under the bright sunshine, the Selim Lake is like a piece of glittering silk, grass and red flowers, white sheep and cattle, gray camels and golden horses, just like colorful clouds fluttering on the lake. Qiandao Lake is not a lake, it is an artificial lake of 860,000 acres formed in the upstream after the completion of the Xin'anjiang Hydropower Station, which is equivalent to the area of more than 100 West Lakes. The lake is green, and it seems that someone has put a veil as thin as a cicada's wings on it, so that people dare not take a big breath, for fear of blowing it through. The microwave rippling ancient lake sparkles and shines under the sunlight, the graceful willow silk is like the girl's washed hair, the position has been raised by nearly 100 meters, some of the peaks have sunk into the water, and some have become islands in the blue water, this island is the mountain standing in the water that I saw before, so large and small islands, there are a total of 1078 on the lake, so it is called "Thousand Island Lake". The wide lake crossed the jade-colored seventeen-hole bridge, stretched out its arms far away, embraced the blue sky, and finally melted into the faint clouds and mist. When the autumn is high and cool, I look at it from afar, and my eyes are full of shiny water marks, rippling slightly. Layer after layer of waves pushed against the shore, lapping against the stones. The water is oozing with cold, as if it has been clarified, the dark colors are sinking to the bottom of the lake, and the autumn breeze is swinging on the hookah, spinning and soaring leisurely and unrestrainedly. Located in the west of the city, West Lake covers an area of about 5.6 square kilometers, and has been a famous tourist attraction since ancient times because of its beautiful scenery and quiet environment. People say: "There is heaven above, and there is Suzhou and Hangzhou below." "Suzhou refers to the Suzhou Garden, and Hangzhou refers to the West Lake. West Lake is composed of two parts: the inner lake and the outer lake. The two lakes are connected by a long Su causeway. It is called an embankment, and it is actually six stone bridges that are closely connected and have different shapes. The area of the outer lake is larger than that of the inner lake, and the lake surface is dotted with three twinkling pearls: the three pools of the moon, the small winning island, and the pavilion in the center of the lake. The Three Pools and the Moon are recommended as the first of the West Lake views, mainly because of the three stone towers that stand on the surface of the lake. On the stone tower of more than two meters high, there are stone caves on five sides to transmit light, and on the moonlit night, you can see the wonder of "moonlight reflecting the pool, and the shadow is divided into three". There is a stone tablet on the pavilion in the heart of the lake, and the word "worm two" is written on it. It is said that it was inscribed by Emperor Qianlong that year, which implied the words "boundless wind and moon", which was his night tour of the West Lake, and he felt it. In addition to the three scenic spots on the lake, there are still many beautiful scenery along the lake, such as the willow waves and the warbler, the flower port and the fish, the autumn moon on the Pinghu Lake, and the remnant snow on the broken bridge. We got out of the car, crossed a diagonal drape, and through the gap in the treetops, we could faintly see the blue water, and the further we walked, the bigger the lake became, and gradually the lake surface basically appeared in our eyes. The high mountains on all sides, surrounding the lake, the mountains and rivers depend on each other, and the momentum is magnificent. The rowboats on the lake are dotted in the middle of the lake like stars. Suddenly, a belt of water stirred up on the surface of the lake from south to north, and I could see clearly that it was a speedboat speeding on the lake. Flocks of birds chirp and soar over the lake from time to time, creating a magnificent and dynamic picture. In the middle of summer, we often row our boats into the deep lake. The boat rippled with blue waves, making a rhythmic "crackling" sound, and the ripples in circles also rippled in an orderly manner as we went. At this time, a few of us stood at the bow of the boat, and the beauty of the lake was in full view: the clear water bends, bends the clear water, and surrounds the green water and grass. Wisps of aquatic plants like fairies' hair float around with the waves, stretching and curling, lingering with the lake water, and amusing with fish and shrimp. In the distance, pink dots, green patches, and lotus scents pierce your nostrils. It tempted us to speed up the rowing and sail into the arms of the lotus. We parked the boat in the place where the lotus leaves were densest and the lotus fragrance was the strongest, and then lay down on the bow and cabin respectively. The lotus leaves are as big as an umbrella cover, hiding the body in its thick green shade. There are a few bright lotus flowers and a small fresh lotus pod probe, as if amusing us. The pond is small, and the goldfish, which are usually lively, are now quietly staying there, probably asleep. In the middle of the pond is a ghostly mountain rock, which is even more interesting and picturesque under the washing of the moonlight. The moon is reflected in the dark green pool bottom, washed by the water, and it looks extremely clear and lofty, just like the charming eyes of the Mona Lisa. A gust of wind blew and drew a light green wave mark on the calm water of the pond, and the pool water rippled slightly, kissing the mountain rocks lightly, making a gentle metal-like crashing sound, which seemed extraordinarily light in the quiet night,...... Changdang Lake, as a delicate sister of Taihu Lake, lies quietly on the treasure land of Jintan. When I first came to Changdang Lake, I had a hazy and indescribable love. In the distance, the sky was blue, without a single cloud, not a single bird, like a huge blue scarf, gently covering it. Nearby, the water is light green, so innocent, so lovely, there is not a trace of debris in the water. Even the little fish who like to play seem to be unable to bear to break this quiet green and swim to the bottom of the water, where the surface of the water is like a flawless jewel, a pale green pasture of early spring. I was in a small boat, let it drift, and before I knew it, I realized that I was in the middle of a lake. That's when I realized that the world was so beautiful. Looking around, I don't see any variegated colors, I just feel that there is a lovely green everywhere around. How can I describe this lovely green? Can the gorgeous words and beautiful sentences in Cihai be comparable to the green in front of me? I stretched out my hands and took a handful of pure turquoise water and gently put it in my mouth, feeling that it was more fragrant than plum and sweeter than honey...... I took another handful of innocent green and put it in my arms, and suddenly felt extremely relaxed in my heart, and my spirit was also uplifted. The water of Xuanwu Lake is so clear that it looks like a huge brilliant emerald. The breeze blows across the lake, setting off layers of ripples, and under the illumination of the setting sun, the lake water sparkles, like fish scales, like broken jade, which makes people feel refreshed and happy. The slight waves, like chasing and frolicking children, rushed towards the shore in rows and rows, and then laughed and retreated. You never get bored of repeating the cycle. The crystal water droplets splashed on my hands, giving people a hint of coolness and invigorating their spirits. Standing on the shore, you can see the bottom of the water at a glance, and sometimes you can see some small fish and shrimp swimming around, which makes people feel that there is still life in this turquoise water, which brings life to the lake and adds a sense of mystery. At dawn, under the pale blue skylight, the reservoir was surprisingly quiet. There was a faint mist floating on the water, like a maiden covered with a light veil. The island in the water seemed to float in the clouds. Looking at the reservoir from afar, it looks like a silver-gray ribbon, winding into the distance...... The lake is quiet, like a mirror, clearly reflecting the blue sky, white clouds, red flowers, and green trees; the lake is alive, with layers of scales and waves rising with the wind, accompanied by the jumping sun, accompanied by my heart, chasing, playing; the lake is soft, breezy, rippling, like a silk fluttering in the wind; the lake is hard, like a flawless jade shining with a beautiful luster. Quietly the lake is lovely, but the lake in the rain is even more moving. The filament-like spring rain floated down, weaving and weaving, weaving a large piece of green "brocade" on the lake, and the endless rings on the "brocade" were like flowers embroidered by a beautiful girl. The lake is at its busiest when a thunderstorm arrives. Listen, there is a bright light in the sky, and it is the opening ceremony that goes up to the sky. The "boom" salute sounded, and the conference was about to begin. As soon as the rain falls, the party begins immediately. Do you see the rain flowers blooming on the surface of the lake? the jade flowers on the head of the dancing goldfish girl, do you want to know if the show is exciting? The thunderous "applause" will tell you everything. Surrounded by mountains at an altitude of more than 2,000 meters, it is amazing that such a deep blue lake suddenly appears. Up close, you can see the water reflecting the surrounding mountains and pine trees, and in the distance, you can see the white snow crown on top of the peaks, and the afterglow of the setting sun on the clear water. The breeze sparkles like thousands of fish churning, the hillside is lush with ancient spruce forests, the little squirrels leap from branch to branch and visit us from time to time, and the leaves in the forest rustle and rustle when stepped on, giving a gentle feeling. Oh, it's all a wonderful ink painting. Qinghai Lake was called "West Lake" in ancient times, and it was called "Cuowenbo" in Tibetan, which means "blue lake". The lake is oval-shaped, slightly longer from east to west, with a circumference of more than 300 kilometers, an area of 4,583 square kilometers, and an altitude of 3,195 meters. Depending on the season and the weather, the scenery of Qinghai Lake varies. In spring and summer, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the birds are singing; in the harsh winter, the snow is white, and the lake is frozen; on a sunny day, the blue sky is like a mirror, and the water and sky are the same color; on a cloudy day, the sea of clouds is boundless, and the waves are sounding. Looking at Qinghai Lake from afar, it looks like a huge sapphire shining brilliantly, and up close, it looks like an endless ocean. In the morning, Qinghai Lake is shrouded in white mist, it is the same color as the sky, so that you can't tell which is the sky and which is the water; in the evening, the glow is projected on the surface of the lake, contrasting with the overlapping waves, just like a painter unfolding a brilliant ink painting to you; at night, the moon sprinkles the bright light on the calm lake, the lake surface is sparkling, the sky is full of stars reflected in the lake, it is really a day in the lake, the sky is in the lake. The five small islands of Bird Island, Haixi Mountain, Haixin Mountain, Sand Island and Guzhi Mountain (three stones) are inlaid in the lake like five bright pearls, adding color to Qinghai Lake. The species of fish in Qinghai Lake are relatively simple, and they are mainly rich in naked carp (commonly known as nirvana). Naked carp is scaleless, delicious, nutritious, and famous. It takes about 11 to 12 years for a naked carp to grow from a juvenile to a pound, which shows the preciousness of the naked carp. In order to make rational use of naked carp resources, the government has taken measures to prohibit indiscriminate fishing. The Haixin Mountain in the lake covers an area of nearly 1,000 square meters. According to legend, it is famous for producing dragon horses, so it is also called Dragon Horse Island. The island is rocky and overgrown with weeds. In the middle of summer, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and in the severe winter, the ice and rocks are rubbing, and the scenery is very beautiful. Bird Island is located near the mouth of the Xibuha River in Qinghai Lake, and the area of Bird Island is only 0. 4 square kilometers. Due to the fresh air, abundant food and elegant environment on the island, it attracts nearly 100,000 migratory birds of 11 species, such as bar-headed geese, fish gulls, brown-headed gulls, ruddy shelducks, and wild geese, to inhabit and raise broods here, known as the "kingdom of birds". When you set foot in the kingdom of birds, the birds will fly in flocks and the sound will be heard for miles. Occasionally, birds that are already on the verge of the island are brought to the island, and the state has set up a special agency here to be responsible for the breeding and research of birds. Standing on the edge of the East Lake, looking out, you can't see the edge of the lake. The mint-like cool breeze blows in the face, which makes people feel refreshed. Listening to the sound of the lake is like a plucker plucking the strings, as if seeing the lake water jumping alive, which makes people feel excited. Look at this turquoise lake, green and full, green not wild, green not turbid, delicate and warm. I couldn't help but bend down and pick up a handful of water, thinking to myself that it would dye my hands green, but it was only a colorless emptiness, and it fell into the lake through the cracks of my fingers, crisp as ice knocking on a jade plate, and then it returned to its original color, crystal and soft, and flowed into the distance. To the north of the town, across the road, are the towering mountains, and the mountain gorge is the Tongshanyuan Reservoir. The reservoir is surrounded by mountains, lush trees, and fruity branches: crystalline grapes, yellow oranges, sweet and red persimmons... There are many boats on the water: small wooden boats, sailboats, steamboats...... The dam is 20 stories high, like a giant gate blocking the rushing water, and at the foot of the east hill next to the reservoir is a hydroelectric power station, which carries powerful electricity to the factory and L14 village every day. The famous Wudalian Pond is like five lotus flowers side by side, the surface of the pond reflects the blue sky, just like the five mirrors of the fairy's dressing, and like five crystal fire pearls, inlaid in the emerald green plains and the foot of the mountains. There are a few fish sails floating on the water surface of the pond, and the breeze sends a gentle and melodious fishing song from the surface of the pool, and the oars cut through the blue fairy mirror, causing a charming light wave...... Suddenly, a "pop" gunshot, and the time for the spill has arrived. I saw the high gate slowly rising, and suddenly a clear and slippery trickle gently poked out of the head, as bright as soft yarn, so bright, quite a bit of a show girl's posture. The higher the gate opens, the more the water flows. Instead of flowing as docilely as it had just been, it became angry: it galloped, roared, and rushed violently towards the first flood dam. The dam tried to stop its path, but the rapids leaped up and crossed the dam. The head of the wave is like the smiling face of the victor, raised high. The white waves are rolling and overwhelming. Some describe it like a flock of sheep suddenly emerging from the grass, others describe it as a rushing white cloud in the blue sky. No, it is not as weak as a flock of sheep, nor as frivolous as a white cloud, but like a soaring dragon leaping into a deep pool. The tens of thousands of waves stirred up, rising more than a foot high water mist, under the sunlight, like flying beads splashing jade, colorful. It is full of infinite power, showing great courage, daring to sweep away the debris, rocks, sludge and muddy water that stand in its way. The rapids jumped off the embankment and became open, but still maintained the momentum of rushing forward. The flood water in the levee is tumbling, and the rapids in the stream are rushing. The momentum of the pouring of thousands of miles is touching and refreshing. Climb the embankment of the lake, only to see the water and the sky, sparkling. Through the clear water, you can see the water plants at the bottom of the lake, green and faint, like a carpet. The water chestnut cabbage floating on the water and the lotus leaves standing on the green carpet are like flowers! With the singing of the girls, a lotus-picking boat rowed out of the grass and plowed the calm lake. The fish were jumping and jumping, and I don't know if it was the sound of the water stirred up by the oars that alarmed them, or whether it was the song of the girls that attracted them. I sat down on the railing and reached barefoot into the lake. The cool and gentle water licked my feet, and an emotion that seemed to have been integrated into nature welled up in my heart, making me feel that the water of Qiandao Lake was so affectionate, the wind was so fresh, the sun was so bright, and the trees were so green. I really want to stay here forever, with the mountains as a companion, with the water as the dragon, and enjoy the lake and mountains every day. As the sun set, the blood-like remnant sun reflected half of the sky, and the lake looked like a shy girl's face flushed slightly. The surface of the lake, which is covered by green trees, is clearly divided into blue and green. Blue reminds you of the blue sky, and green reminds you of the grassland. The surroundings are surprisingly quiet, the green from light to dark, from dark to light, the light gray fog shrouds Qiandao Lake, making it unfathomable, but the clear water of the lake is so open. I saw the charm of green from here, it turns out that it is so majestic, and before you can react, it has poured into people's eyes like water bursting its banks, so that you have to be infected and overwhelmed by its vigor and vitality! It is located between the mountains of Ili Kazakh Autonomous Prefecture and Bortala Mongolian Autonomous Prefecture, with an altitude of more than 2,000 meters, and is a famous alpine lake in China. The area of the lake is 120 square kilometers, which is much larger than that of Yining City! The deepest part of the lake is more than 90 meters, and there are rolling mountains at the bottom of the lake. The lake water is sweet and delicious, because it contains two thousandths of salt minerals, so drinking a small amount can clear the heart and refresh the heart. Did you know that Lake Serim is constantly changing. According to the research of physical meteorologist Zhu Kezhen, 700 years ago, it was still surrounded by ice peaks. Today, the beautiful Lake Serim is surrounded by endless savannahs. However, based on the rate at which the lake has increased over the past few years, it may be another 700 years before it becomes an ocean again.

The warm sun gently sprinkled down, brewing a pot of fragrant tea, gently stretching the writing in the wisps of freshness, caressing the words on it, and letting the beating rhymes lead me to the promised places everywhere, and an indescribable comfort drifted in my heart.

2 .“ Reading is like stealth," Yang Jiang said. Reading has really taken me to a lot of people's homes. Yue Fei and I shook hands and shouted out together, "Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood". I patted the grief-stricken Liu Yong and walked with him through the "willow shore breeze and waning moon". Only then did I see the glow-in-the-dark glass of grape wine in the Western Regions, and then laughed at the pear blossom wine under the green flag. I talked with friends from all over the world and toasted and laughed together. Gradually, I fell drunk in the mountains of poetry and words, and began to slowly become one with the book, which was intoxicated and did not know the way back.

3. Even if you don't know where to go, you don't have to go back, and you have an adventure in reading, which has a general flavor. Sinbad led me to Solomon's temple, around the valley of the Monty Python, through the end of the whale-infested world; Verne took me in a submarine and sailed 20,000 miles to the Mysterious Island; In the soft waves of Cambridge, I saw the melancholy little prince desperately asking questions. I have walked under the crotch of countless giants, and countless villains have walked under my crotch. Oh, what a wonderful journey. Reading brings the magic and the surprise to me, and allows me to walk with them.

4. As we walked, an old man named Knowledge joined our queue. He shone with the light of wisdom and passed through my eyes, as if he had lit a lamp in my heart. I learned that the mighty towers will tilt, and the undefeated steel will sink; Someone blocked a blade with his body for a circle, and someone nailed his life to a cross for a bag of copper coins. Swimming in the ocean of knowledge is like a bird gliding freely in the sky. As soon as the speed of thought is released, even the light does not run as fast as it; But reading and books are like the most perfect black hole, always directing the mind to it, accumulating in it for the most magnificent explosion. The clouds and the moon of the 8,000-mile road all entered the depths of my soul in reading.

5. Suddenly looking up, the sun is still smiling and coming, I gently stroke the little tadpoles on the book, the wonderful elves, in the fragrance of tea to reminisce the experience of reading, let the enjoyment and me become one.

6. Make a pot of tea in your spare time, pick up a book in the wisps of light mist, taste the fragrance of tea, smell the fragrance of books, chew repeatedly, and taste every word, every sentence. That's the greatest pleasure in my free time. It has been said that reading is an art. Yes, reading is true.

7. Reading is an art to enjoy life. Mr. Wuliu "reads well, does not seek to understand, and whenever he has an idea, he happily forgets to eat". When you are bored and bored, reading can make you happy; When you are confused and melancholy, reading can calm your heart and let you see the way forward; When you are in a good mood, reading books can make you discover more beautiful things around you and make you enjoy life more. Reading is one of the most beautiful pleasures. "There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book. ”

8. Reading is an art of self-improvement. "If jade is not cut, it will not be made, and people will not know if they do not learn. "Reading is a learning process. A book has a story, a story tells a life, a paragraph

Life reflects a world. "Read 10,000 books, travel 10,000 miles" is exactly what it says. Reading poetry makes people elegant, and reading history makes people wise. Reading each book will have a different reward. Since ancient times, diligent study and self-improvement are everyone's lifelong pursuits. Reading is one of the most elegant qualities that can shape the human spirit and sublimate the human mind.

9. Reading is an art that fulfills your life. Life without books is like hollow bamboo, empty and nothing. Books are the greatest treasure in life. The Jews let the children kiss the honey-coated books so that they would remember that books are sweet, and that to fill life with sweetness, you need to read. Reading is one of life's rarest passbooks, and if you accumulate little by little, you will find yourself the richest person in the world.

10. Reading is an art of understanding life. Reading Du Fu's poems makes people feel the bitterness of life, reading Li Bai's poems makes people understand the corruption of officialdom, reading Lu Xun's articles makes people recognize the darkness of society, and reading Ba Jin's articles makes people feel hope for the future. Every book is a friend that teaches us how to look at life. Reading is one of the most indispensable lessons in life, reading books, understanding life, and helping us take every step of life.

11. Books are lamps, and reading illuminates the road ahead; Books are bridges, and reading connects each other's shores; Books are sails, and reading drives the ship of life. Reading is an art of life, because reading makes life more exciting!

12. It was a charming afternoon, you sat by the window reading a heavy old book, the afternoon black tea exuded a rich sweetness, your old dog lay lazily at your feet, the sun tanned your silhouette golden, mixed with this lazy time, brewed into a memory.

13. This is your memory alone, like a dew drop on your fingertips in the morning, you smell its fragrance, but you can't grasp it, you can't tell it. See, that's what reading is all about. It's just a feeling.

14. Sometimes you read and read, as if embracing the whole world, you are not only you, you can be a spectator, like a troubadour who has experienced the vicissitudes of life, watching everything happen in front of your eyes. The story begins, ups and downs, tosses and turns, and finally ends. You gather them and write them into songs that are light or sad, and you sing them in detail. Reading and reading you read about life, reading a taste, reading a realm. At that time, you were like an open-minded old man, calmly looking at the sad and joyful expressions of life. Maybe life is just the last quarter moon in a quiet night, which seems cold and incomplete, but in fact it is always full, it is just a distant planet that rotates quietly. Of course, sometimes you will indulge in it, and you will inevitably be at the mercy of fate and occupied by seven emotions and six desires, this is because we need love, we need to hate, and no one is exempt from vulgarity. You read intently, so nervous that you almost forget to breathe, isn't this the agitation of life, it pulls you to run wildly? You are pulled by a mood, blindly running forward, the wind is whistling in your ears, this moment annihilates your reason, you throw off the mask of life. Screaming like a child, rushing, and having no scruples. You even bravely reproach the unfairness of fate, and rebuke the darkness, obscurity, bitterness, and weakness of this society.

15. At that moment you cry unpassionately, tears wet the pages, and you realize that you are just reading someone else's story. But why do you see yourself there, you feel that you are living so vividly, so real? At a certain moment, you have delivered all your emotions to it, and you have no regrets.

16. You pick up that book again much later, and you shake your head in confusion as you recall how you felt at the time. You may have forgotten why you were so moved.

17. That's reading, you never utilitarianly want to take anything out of it, no premeditation, no pressure, you just vaguely savor life there. You cry, you laugh, you hate, you love. You read it, and then you forget, turn around, and go back to the hectic reality. Reading is triggered by your feelings at that moment, because you are happy, you are happy when you read; Because you are sad, you read sad.

18. Read so, live so. seized a certain moment of blooming, and life was as gorgeous as a summer flower.

19. Since the separation of the obscurantist animal world, mankind has first language, then writing, then writing, and finally books—sometimes when I think of this long process, I can't help but feel a thrill in my heart, because without this process, there would be no "reading", and what an unbearable absence today!

20. However, although everyone is inseparable from reading, there are different levels of reading in the realm of different opinions.

21. One realm is to seek fame for the exam. This kind of reading seems to me to be "inferior", because it can no longer be regarded as a true curiosity, and of course there is no real happiness at all. When the reader's eyes are always shining with fame and fortune, and any knowledge has to be reduced to a "stepping stone," and knocking on the door of fame will not be spared the fate of being casually abandoned, can this not be regarded as a blasphemy of knowledge? This kind of reading is evidenced by scholars in the imperial examinations, and there are now Chinese people who have gone one after another to take various examinations -- college entrance examinations, postgraduate examinations, examinations for certificates, and examinations for civil servants -- as examples. Don't you see all kinds of candidates sitting or frowning and reading hard outside the examination room before every exam? This kind of reading is rather a nightmare in the reader's life experience, and there is only pain, not happiness. However, in the world, there are few people who can be exempted from this kind of "painful reading", which cannot but be said to be a kind of alienation.

22. Another realm of reading is to exhaust knowledge and truth. This kind of reading can be classified as "superior" because it has broken free from its own fame and fortune, and has been born out of great human curiosity. How many giants of science in ancient and modern times, at home and abroad, have worked tirelessly to explore a certain problem; There are also some rare "generalists" who dabble in multiple disciplines at the same time, exploring the mysteries of the world and life through reading. This is self-conscious "reading", and there is no reason why we should not pay deep respect to them as brave travelers and explorers on the path to exhaust knowledge and truth. I would even go so far as to say, yes

Those who are able to enter this realm have already been blessed with life.

23. However, Zhuangzi once said, "There is an end to life, and there is no end to knowledge." With an end, there is no end, and it is gone. This is a kind of "partial truth." Therefore, in my eyes, although the second realm mentioned above is considered "superior", it cannot be the realm of "superb". Reading that can be called "superb" is reading without desire or desire, a kind of spiritual walk, a wandering of the soul. This kind of reader, not only does not have the desire to seek wealth from the book, nor does he have the pursuit of digging the treasure of knowledge from the book, nor does he have the urge to extract moral proverbs from the book to help the common people and save the world. He sees goodness and beauty in books; He was moved by the wonderfulness of the book and cried for the happiness in the book. He always needs to read, but he doesn't want to "read", only because of reading is full and quiet. "Reading" gives him the emptiness of the spirit

Qi and food, he thus transcended the material and the real life.

24. The three realms of reading have similar appearances, but their spiritual cores are very different. In the end, I have to admit that different people will have different judgments, "inferior", "superior" and "superb", in the minds of different people, the order may be reversed.

25. And listen to nature, the pine waves are bursting, which is the rhythm of the pine forest; Chirping is like a complaint, it is the private cry of the autumn insect, and it is like a grievance, and it is the complaint of the sub-rules.

26. And listen to the heart, the warmth of the veins, is a piece of tenderness, blazing like a torch, is a piece of enthusiasm, cordial greetings, is a piece of ice heart.

27. Listening to the book, there are euphemisms of Qu, Tao, Li, and Du, fresh and bright, and the literary brilliance of Shima and Ailing is brilliant, and the tenderness is like a dream; There are Han Han and Anne's personalities flying and human feelings.