The story of me and books, 800-word essay for the first year of high school

The story of me and books, 5 essays of 800 words for the first year of high school

Books are our inseparable friends, growing up with us. Books are indispensable companions on our growth path. Let’s talk about your story with books. The following is an 800-word sample composition for the first year of high school that I collected for everyone. I hope you like it.

The story of me and books, 800-word composition for the first year of high school, Part 1

Bacon said: "Reading gives people fun, gives people brilliance, and gives people talents." I used to I thought reading was not interesting, but now I fall in love with reading. Let me tell you my story with books!

When I was a child, I loved watching TV but not reading. My parents were very worried. My mother set a password for the TV, but I still wasn't interested in reading. One night, my father came back from a business trip and said he had brought me a delicious gift. I quickly asked him what the gift was. I hurriedly opened the bag and saw that except for a few books of "Journey to the West" and "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", there was nothing delicious. I said unhappily: "Is this it? How delicious is this!" Dad replied with a smile: "Yes, this is spiritual food, it will make you feel delicious. If you don't believe me, read it and try it." I I picked up a copy of "Journey to the West" with some hesitation and started reading it. I became fascinated as I read it. The Sun Wukong described in the book deeply attracted me. From the birth of the Stone Monkey, studying overseas, to causing trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and being crushed under the Five Elements Mountain, I was eager to know the story that followed. I held the book and refused to put it down. From then on, I slowly I slowly fell in love with reading.

Now I like reading books very much, because several interesting things have happened when I love reading books. I remember one time, my mother asked me to buy some candy, and I took the money and went to the supermarket. When I arrived at the supermarket, I found a bookstore next to it. I thought: Just go and check it out, it won’t delay anything. So I went into the bookstore and started reading. Half an hour later, I looked at my watch and thought: It’s been 30 minutes. I have to go shopping quickly. I hurriedly put down the book and rushed to the supermarket. But I actually forgot what my mother wanted me to buy. When I ran home with a bag of MSG, my mother saw me dumbfounded and gave me the nickname "Bookworm".

In the third grade, Teacher Yang asked us to recite ancient poems and read books. In the beginning, it took me a long time to memorize it. I didn’t want to read aloud, and even when I read it, my voice was very low. Teacher Yang learned about this and told me the meaning and method of reading, and told me the benefits of reading aloud. When I got home, with the help of my mother, I became louder than before and recited poems faster. And under the guidance of Teacher Yang and my mother, I also learned to choose classics and popular science books that suit me. After two semesters, my knowledge has been enriched and my Chinese proficiency has improved. Books are really my "good friends".

To this day, I still love reading, and the plots in the books give me endless aftertaste. Every time I read a good book, I feel like I am immersed in the story in the book, and I have benefited a lot from every book. Books are true friends. Let us use books as companions to swim in the ocean of knowledge and create the future. The Story of Me and Books - 800-word essay for the first year of high school, Part 2

On a sunny afternoon, I came to Xinhua Bookstore to read. I walked into the bookstore as usual, passed through the noisy crowd, and came to the second floor where there are more children's books.

As soon as I walked there, my eyes were searching for the book "Dad in the Pocket" that I had not finished reading in the bookstore last time. I kept walking between the bookcases and the crowd, looking for rows of colorful "books". While I was looking for it, I was thinking, will this book be sold out? Because the last time I came here, there were only four or five copies left. I searched and couldn't find it. I was very panicked. Is it really sold out? I was unwilling to give in and searched carefully again. Suddenly, my eyes lit up! ah! It's here! It turned out that the book had been moved and was no longer in its previous place.

I was so excited that I quickly picked up the book and immediately found a seat to sit down. I couldn't wait to pick up the book, opened the pages, and moved my eyes to the book to read attentively. One page, two pages... I was like a hungry wolf, greedily reading the text on each page. The crowd around me made all kinds of noises, but I ignored them and acted as if I didn't hear them. I just concentrated on reading my book. My mood also changes with the plot in the book. Every time I read a page, I imagine what the characters in the book will do next.

Did they sell their new invention, or did they keep it for themselves to do some good deeds to help others? Or was it stolen by the bad guys to do bad things, which triggered a fierce battle between the protagonist and the bad guys? Every time I read a page, the questions in my mind are clarified a little bit. If I read some interesting words, I can't help but read them out, as if I myself have entered the plot of the book and become a lifelike character described by the author. Sometimes, when I read some humorous words, I can't help but burst out laughing, which attracts side glances from people around me.

As time went by, the noise in the bookstore gradually became quieter, and the story I read gradually came to an end. The protagonist in the story finally uses the new invention to defeat the bad guy and bring the bad guy to justice. At the same time, he also destroys the new invention to prevent other bad guys from succeeding. I stretched out and stretched my stiff body. Only then did I realize that I had been reading here for more than two hours. I closed the book and swallowed, as if I had swallowed all the wisdom in the book. I put the book back on the shelf, got up and walked out of the bookstore. Although my neck was a little sore, I felt very relaxed.

Every time at this time, I always think of a sentence I learned in the textbook: "Remember, you grew up eating and reading." My story with books An 800-word essay, Part 3

"The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade." Books are indispensable items in life. Throughout the ages, people have always regarded books as an important way to obtain knowledge, and I am no exception.

In order to read more books, I braved the hot summer weather and borrowed books from the city library during the summer vacation. In the library, I was dazzled by all kinds of books, and I also benefited a lot from these books.

I am a bookworm. Once I pick up a book, I can’t put it down. One evening, when I was going to the bathroom, I took "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in and read it, and I was fascinated by it. I followed Cao Cao to burn the Wuchao, I followed Liu Bei to visit the thatched cottage three times, I followed Zhuge Liang to cleverly borrow the east wind, and I followed Zhou Yu to burn Red Cliff.

When my grandma saw that I hadn’t come out for a long time, she asked, “Aren’t you finished yet?” I was seeing the highlights, and I was willing to put them down, so she said, “Right away.” I was in the toilet again Be fascinated to watch. After a while, grandma became anxious when she saw that I still didn't come out, and said: "Immediately, why is your horse running so slowly!"

I replied impatiently: "Five more minutes. Just come out." I muttered in my heart, of course it's slow, I don't have Guan Yu's red rabbit horse! All I have is Zhuge Liang’s wooden ox and flowing horse!

After struggling like this for a while, I felt cold, so I reluctantly closed the book and prepared to go out. I stood up and found that my legs were numb from sitting for a long time. My legs felt extremely heavy, as if they were stuck to the floor with super glue, and I almost fell down. I thought to myself, damn it, I won't be in a wheelchair forever like Zhuge Liang. After a while, I finally got some feeling in my legs. After I stumbled out, I sat on the stool again and read the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" that I couldn't put down.

Another time, in school, there was a class where the teacher asked us to read a book. I picked up the book, and the noisy sounds in the class disappeared, and I seemed to be in the book. The bell rang, and everyone in the class was almost gone. I was still sitting in the classroom reading the book with gusto. It wasn't until a classmate called me that I came back to my senses. I turned around and looked around. The classroom was empty. I was still wondering, wasn't I riding a horse on the grassland? Why was it in the classroom? After a while, I remembered that riding horses on the grassland was in the book. Then I stood up and walked out of the classroom.

This is the story between me and books. Books always attract me with a magical power. Grandma Bing Xin once said: "Read well, read good books, study well." We should read more, so as to improve our cultural level and expand our knowledge. The Story of Me and Books - 800-word essay for the first year of high school, Part 4

Haha! The weekend is here, and I can read again, but I can't read "uprightly" like others. In order to date my beloved book, I had to play a thrilling "game" with my mother!

One night when I was in the fourth grade, I could relax and watch TV after finishing my homework. And I can only memorize the Mathematical Olympiad materials well.

Tick tock, tick tock... While I was in Cao Ying and my heart was in Han, I was always thinking about comic books: What page did I see last time when I was at the same table? 13…17? I spent five minutes reading the book that the stingy guy at my desk treasured. I finally "captured" it today, but it's hard to disobey my mother's "edict"! My heart is getting more and more irritable, as if there are 20,000 ants gnawing at my heart. What to do... A little idea came to my mind - I picked up my comic book and Mathematical Olympiad materials and pretended to my mother, "I'm going to the room to memorize them." When I got to the room, I turned on the light and put the Mathematical Olympiad materials on the bed. Damn, by the way, you can hear my mother's footsteps when you open the door a little. When everything is ready, I immediately picked up the comic book and read it with gusto.

Wow, what a wonderful fight, hey hey! Swish, swish, no, it was my mother's footsteps. I hurriedly memorized it, and as soon as my belly bulged, the comic book "drilled" into the drawer. "Potassium permanganate..." I carried it loudly, and my mother came in and touched my head, "Not bad! Son." "Must...must..." After saying that, my mother left. Fortunately, I was well prepared. Yeah, haha! I hurriedly opened the book, one page, two pages, I was like a hungry wolf, reading greedily, I was very happy, but also very afraid - this feeling of eavesdropping.

"Beautiful! I win..." I immediately became nervous. Did my mother hear me? Quickly collect books? No, no, I just read the most exciting moment, forget it, for the sake of my future comic book reading plans, I’ll just hide it and see what happens. After a few minutes, there was no movement from my mother. What is going on? Is the soundproofing effect of the room too good or is my mother playing some trick? No matter what, I read a book, and I grabbed the book from the drawer again. "Son, what are you doing?" I looked back and saw my mother, with her back arched and her feet on tiptoe, "asking" sinisterly through the crack of the door. I was smiling proudly just a second ago, why is my mother like this? "Stupid", but he didn't expect that the blow came like a shower, "Okay! I'm actually peeking!" "Haha, Mom, I'll go to the toilet first..." But under the "evil look" in my mother's eyes, Next, time seemed to have stopped at this moment. It is conceivable that it was inevitably "repaired". However, I haven’t finished reading the comic book yet, so this “game” isn’t over yet!

The story between me and the book will never come to an end. I think it will become richer and richer as I grow up... The story between me and the book 800-word essay for the first grade of high school 5

Bacon said: "Reading gives people fun, gives people brilliance, and gives people talents." I used to think that reading was not interesting, but now I fall in love with reading. Let me tell you about my relationship with The story of the book!

When I was a child, I loved watching TV but not reading. My parents were very worried. My mother set a password for the TV, but I still wasn't interested in reading. One night, my father came back from a business trip and said he had brought me a delicious gift. I quickly asked him what the gift was. I hurriedly opened the bag and saw that except for a few books of "Journey to the West" and "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", there was nothing delicious. I said unhappily: "Is this it? How delicious is this!" Dad replied with a smile: "Yes, this is spiritual food, it will make you feel delicious. If you don't believe me, read it and try it." I I picked up a copy of "Journey to the West" with some hesitation and started reading it. I became fascinated as I read it. The Sun Wukong described in the book deeply attracted me. From the birth of the Stone Monkey, studying overseas, to causing trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and being crushed under the Five Elements Mountain, I was eager to know the story that followed. I held the book and refused to put it down. From then on, I slowly I slowly fell in love with reading.

Now I like reading books very much, because several interesting things have happened when I love reading books. I remember once, my mother asked me to buy some candy, and I took the money and went to the supermarket. When I arrived at the supermarket, I found a bookstore next to it. I thought: Just go and check it out, it won’t delay anything. So I went into the bookstore and started reading. Half an hour later, I looked at my watch and thought: It’s been 30 minutes. I have to go shopping quickly. I hurriedly put down the book and rushed to the supermarket. But I actually forgot what my mother wanted me to buy. When I ran home with a bag of MSG, my mother saw me dumbfounded and gave me the nickname "Bookworm".

In the third grade, Teacher Yang asked us to recite ancient poems and read books. In the beginning, it took me a long time to memorize it. I didn’t want to read aloud, and even when I read it, the sound was very low. Teacher Yang learned about this and told me the meaning and method of reading, and told me the benefits of reading aloud. When I got home, with the help of my mother, I became louder than before and recited poems faster.

And under the guidance of Teacher Yang and my mother, I also learned to choose classics and popular science books that suit me. After two semesters, my knowledge has been enriched and my Chinese proficiency has improved. Books are really my "good friends".

To this day, I still love reading, and the plots in the books give me endless aftertaste. Every time I read a good book, I feel like I am immersed in the story in the book, and I have benefited a lot from every book. Books are true friends. Let us use books as companions to swim in the ocean of knowledge and create the future.