I like the little prince. Tell me why. To write my composition.

The reading rate of this book is second only to that of the Bible. As for the Bible, I always thought it was an elusive book. Only those who are literate or devout believers are hungry for it, but we young people don't read it carefully.

I am afraid of blasphemy. Actually, the music teacher brought this book. At first, I disdained it, just as the fish in the water disdained the eagle in the sky, because they always belong to two different worlds.

I really didn't expect this so-called holy book to have a lovely name-Little Prince. Looking at the title page, I seem to have become a little girl who loved fairy tales in her childhood. The prince in the fairy tale rides a white horse, always with yellow hair. With a smile, always brilliant. The ending is similar, and the prince will always take the beautiful princess into the magnificent palace and live a happy life.

After reading The Little Prince, I found that it is not a fairy tale in a simple sense. It can make busy people put down their work, read blindly, and read thousands of times without getting tired. Then they feel sad for the busy days and regret for the childhood that passed away in a hurry. After reading it, they will feel as naive as the little prince and want to be friends with him and enter his world. Although the little prince's world is small, it belongs to another world.

After reading The Little Prince carefully, everything in the book suddenly became clear. Oil paintings, hypocritical people, poor and happy drunkards, geographers, lamplighters, the little prince's favorite flowers, foxes ... all dreams. Everything is so vivid that the process of reading becomes a dialogue and communication with them.

Cover up your daydream and think that some things are more suitable for making bubbles, so don't worry about flying away. Indeed, the reality is often cruel, just as the little prince learned that his favorite flowers are no different from those ordinary roses. Ordinary is nobody's fault. The little prince cultivated her painstakingly, and she will always be the most beautiful in his memory, which is enough.

I am not a very diligent person, but I have carefully read this book and every painting in it. So I decided to use it as my first book. I made this choice not to deny my previous reading, but based on the sublimation it brought me.

It not only led me into a happy world, but also made me understand the ordinary greatness. God has arranged us to be so ordinary, and naturally there is a reason. Don't cry for money, don't be discouraged by the ordinary, and don't worry about yesterday. Tired and bored, read The Little Prince, and you will realize many seemingly simple truths that you can't understand. At least you will believe that tomorrow will always be beautiful.

A music lesson, a little prince, a dream turned into a bubble, let me stop what I am doing to appreciate it and walk into the world it presents for us.

My first book, I can't find it now, and I don't remember it very deeply. Just like the night pearl in the deep sea, although precious, its light is only a little vague and inconspicuous, but it once really existed without adulteration, which is of great significance to me.

I feel a little tired when I recall it, and I almost forgot it for a long time. The clues and pictures I tried to recall were not very clear, just like being covered with fine sand. I vaguely remember a cat, a dog, a monkey and an elephant painted on it, but I really can't remember anything else. What impresses me is that my mother often reads stories to me in bed. Until now, I still clearly remember my mother sitting by the bed. I read vividly, but I also tried to keep my eyes open for fear of falling asleep and missing any wonderful links. At that time, I was still young and had little knowledge of the stories my mother read, but I was sincerely curious about the book, especially curious about why there were so many stories hidden in this thin book, and there were naughty and lovely children and those naughty and clever animals in each story.

Whenever I am alone at home, I can't help touching that book. Feels as good as a good boy. I don't run around or play pranks, so I never take it as the object of destruction. If someone at home is reading a book, I will open it and pretend to read it. Sometimes I wonder if it's upside down.

At that time, my greatest wish was to tell stories to my parents with that book, just as my mother told me.

Later, I learned to read stories by myself. I hope to read more books, and my parents are very supportive of my idea. I study hard and do my homework carefully. Gradually, I learned more words from less and read more books from thin to thick. Out of curiosity, I began to try to read some essays, and gradually found that the essays were actually very interesting, and each essay would bring me a feeling of wanting more. The composition selection is completely replaced. So I began to dabble in some famous books. In those colorful words, I think the book is really a wonderful world, full of colors and joys and sorrows. Later, I began to read some famous literary works, first the abridged version, then the original work, the profound thoughts of ancient literati, and the wonderful writing of famous writers today. My books are increasing day by day, and my life becomes inseparable from books, and books are completely integrated into my life.

My bookcase is full of books now. They are standing there quietly, waiting for me to read one by one. But what I cannot forget most is my first book. It is the starting point of my reading road and the guide of my reading journey. My first book!