How to relieve worries only by reading_2000 words

The only way to relieve worries is reading

On every free weekend, urged by the setting sun, I am used to opening the bookcase filled with the fragrance of ink and holding out a book. Books, enjoying the feast of words under the afterglow of the setting sun.

Sitting on the soft sofa, gently turning the yellowed pages, smelling the fragrance of paper and ink, my floating eyes finally fell on the black font, and I gradually became addicted to the book. The scene in front of me seemed to have changed.

In front of me is no longer a desk and books, but a young lady with blond hair and a red scarf. Looking at this familiar figure, I exclaimed: "Oh my god, isn't this the little prince?" At this time, he was talking to the fox in front of me.

"Essential things cannot be seen clearly with the eyes. Only with the heart can we see them clearly."

"Essential things can only be seen with the eyes. Unclear." The little prince repeated this sentence.

I heard their conversation, and the relevant plots in "The Little Prince" gradually emerged in my mind, and I also muttered what the fox said. The scene in front of me changed again. This time, I was transported to the little prince's planet and saw the beloved rose carefully cultivated by the little prince.

"Yeah." She was obviously frightened by my sudden appearance.

"Hello." I greeted her with a smile.

"Hello, where are you from?" He looked at me and asked me. "I'm from Earth and you're so beautiful," I responded.

She twisted her body proudly and said, "Thank you." But then she became haggard again. "The little prince has been out for a long time and has not come back to see me." "Can I take off the glass cover?" "No, if I wither, the little prince will be very sad!" She screamed and stopped me, I shrugged and said, "There are thousands and thousands of flowers like you on the earth. It's just that the little prince doesn't know that he cherishes you so much." She became even more haggard and shook the branches and leaves on her body. say. I just said the wrong thing and said hurriedly: "But he must believe that you are really unique in the world because you are his rose." Rose raised her head and looked at me: "Really?" "Really?" Yes." I looked at him and answered her with a smile. Suddenly I remembered how empty, blind, and foolish adults in the real world are, and their innocence has long since disappeared as they grow up. In comparison, the little prince's feelings for Rose are so pure and kind.

The scene in front of me was like a twisted vortex, sucking me in. I closed my eyes in fear. When I opened my eyes again, I was no longer in the universe, but in front of a convenience store. In front of me is no longer the rose and the starry sky, but a snowy street with pedestrians walking in a hurry. Woo, the roaring train passed by on the road. A large factory in the distance is emitting smoke from its chimney. This is London, known as the "Romantic City".

"Oh my God, you actually won the Wonka Golden Scroll. It's unbelievable. What's your name?" A fat man in the store almost roared after saying this, with a look on his face. With an incredible expression, he held a thin boy with trembling hands.

"My name is Charlie." the boy replied.

"Charlie?" I searched for the owner of this name in my mind. Oh, isn't this the protagonist of "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory"? I was stunned. But he was immediately squeezed out five meters away by the onlookers who came to watch. They were all people who wanted to see or buy the network card circle. Some people even auctioned Wonka gold coupons there.

"I'm sorry, he doesn't sell it, please get out of the way, get out of the way!" The fat store manager pushed aside the crowd, opened one for the little boy, and said to him: "Go quickly, don't sell it to anyone." , I wish you good luck." Charlie nodded solemnly, turned around and ran out of the crowd quickly, heading home.

I came to the Wonka Chocolate Factory and met the famous Mr. Wonka and his unparalleled factory. Behind him were Charlie, his grandfather and the other friends who had won the golden tickets. I followed them secretly, looking inside this unique chocolate factory and meeting the short but very capable little indigenous people.

Slowly, the children in the team left the team one by one for some reason. When only Charlie and his grandfather were left in the team, he heard Mr. Wonka solemnly say that Charlie will be the heir to the entire factory.

When they heard the news, both grandfather and grandson were shocked, but immediately hugged each other and cheered. Together they walked into Mr. Wonka’s transparent elevator, which rose up and passed through the roof. , after a while, they can see the appearance of the entire factory. At this time, a little indigenous man came over, looked in the direction they left, and said to me: "He is so lucky."

I also looked in the direction they left and said, "No. , No, it’s his good character that makes him so lucky.” After that, he walked out of Wonka Factory. Little Charlie made me understand that no matter how difficult it is, without fame, fortune, or money, having family around you is more important than anything else, and you should cherish the loved ones around you. The scene changed again and the light was distorted. I closed my eyes and wondered where it would go this time. I began to look forward to it in my heart.

Opening my eyes and looking around, I was transported to the door of a grocery store. The sign in front of the door read "Nanya Grocery Store". I was stunned again. Oh my god, I actually came to the famous Naniya grocery store! I suppressed the excitement in my heart and looked at the front and back of the store. Suddenly a figure dropped a letter into the mailbox and left quickly. I suddenly realized, oh, it turned out to be another person who came to consult about troubles. I trotted over and looked in the mailbox. The sender was "Mr. Fish Shop Musician". "Hey, isn't this the composer of "Rebirth" - Katsuro?" I exclaimed, turned around and followed the figure, and followed him back to his home.

It turned out that he asked Mr. Naniya about his troubles, asking whether he should continue on the road of music, or whether he should inherit his father's fish shop and help his father. But Mr. Naniya did not give an accurate answer. He just asked him to persist and told him that his efforts would definitely be rewarded.

Later, I witnessed him grow from a small music lover to performing countless street performances and challenging various competitions. Finally, he released his own album. However, he, who was slightly famous and had just started his career, died in a fire trying to save a little boy. I watched him rush into the sea of ??fire regardless of his own safety. I wanted to stop him, but it was too late. The little boy was saved, but he lost his life in the rescue. Later, the little boy's sister Xiaoqin asked me: "Why did he lose his life to save a stranger?"

I looked at her, touched her head and said: "Maybe, he doesn't know. He did this not because he believed in the so-called so-called good will be rewarded, but just because he thought it was right." She nodded in understanding and returned to Went to Marukoen Garden.

I looked at his leaving figure, and my vision gradually blurred. This time I suddenly woke up from the table, looked around me, touched my body, and I returned. To the real world.

It turned out that the scenes just now were just a dream of mine. I smiled, then picked up another book, and turned around and plunged into the world in the book. Asking how to relieve worries in the world, the only way is reading!