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There are many books on the shelf. The cover of one of the books is worn out, but I have a soft spot for it. I can't put it down and I can't bear to throw it away.

It is a book translated as Education of Love. Not only is the cover worn, but the pages have turned yellow. This is a gift from my father on my tenth birthday. Maybe this book changed my future.

I have been a very ignorant child since I was a child. Maybe my parents lacked the opportunity and time to communicate with me when I was a child. I often think that I will never have love in my life, let alone love. So I often bully the small with the big and bully the children younger than me next door. At school, I seldom communicate with my classmates. Gradually, my classmates alienated me, and no classmates played with me after class every day. They all think I am a heartless and cold-blooded animal. Yes, anyone who asks me for help will agree. In the end, the tragedy that people hate because they can't keep their promises ends.

That year, I was ten years old, October 2. I used to hate this day very much. On this day, my parents gave me life, but didn't give me love. My father seems to know everything about me. He searched in the bookstore for a long time and finally found the book in a small corner and gave it to me. There is a sentence from my father on the title page of the book. After reading him, you will know what love is, and then you will have love. When I received it, I was already in tears.

It took me a whole day to finish reading it, which was reflected in a little boy's diary. There is a little story that makes me understand how to give love to my classmates.

It's about a boy who was born disabled. His classmates laughed at him and bullied him. Once, a boy threw an ink bottle at him, and he dodged in a flash. But the ink bottle hit the teacher. The teacher was very angry and asked who did it. Three boys stood up in unison. Everyone said they made it themselves. Finally the teacher punished three people.

In real life, although similar things can't happen, I still learned a lesson from it and realized how to love my classmates.

I come to school early every day to open the door for my classmates, help them clean the blackboard every day, and help them clean up every day ... gradually, after a long time, my classmates seem to feel my love deeply, and I have become a real person.

Love education has brought me a lot of love education, and I am deeply grateful for it. This is my favorite book.

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Candy, my favorite

How many sweet memories will a person have in his life? Gently open the book of memories, will it be bitter by the dust falling after dinner? At this time, please take a piece of candy and savor it. ...

When I was a child, I liked colorful candy and always pestered my mother and said, "Eat all the candy in the world." At that time, the brighter the candy, the more I liked it, and there was never a fixed taste. Small candy is sweet in your mouth. Because it is full of infinite innocence of childhood and endless love of parents. Life at that time was as colorful and dazzling as candy. ...

As I grew older, I forgot some tastes. Gradually, I only loved one brand of candy and only ate the candy sold in that store. At this time, I bought it myself and tasted it myself. The little candy in my mouth is bitter, because it is full of youthful rebellion and parents' nagging. Life at that time was as monotonous and lonely as candy.

There seems to be something missing inadvertently. As time goes by, what we lose is a feeling of chasing. So, one day, one by one, we abandoned the seemingly unimportant candy and the candy boxes containing our memories.

Then I sorted out the laughter and tears all the way and went on my way again. Suddenly found that we deviated from the predetermined track, don't lose the candy, I will no longer be happy?

In fact, what we give up casually is just the right to choose happiness, just the right to love and be loved.

Finally, I compromised. Knowledge can't quit the taste, nor can it quit the ups and downs.

Then, the previous choices and giving up are meaningless, but for me, it is also a kind of happiness to taste colorful candy or candy with single taste again.

This piece of candy in my mouth is very sweet and my favorite.

Close your eyes, I have tasted happiness. ...

Zhang Jinqiu, Grade Three, No.49 Middle School, Harbin

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Piano is a kind of western classical music. It doesn't have the mellow and clear timbre of the flute, the frank and soft timbre of the pipa, and the (more) loud and bright suona. Piano also has its own characteristics: wide range and rich timbre changes, and it is called "the king of musical instruments".

I studied piano in the fourth grade. It was only because my parents wanted me to be patient. It is ok for girls to learn music. Listening to the intoxicating music, I nodded. At first, I always played those boring etudes. Slowly, my love for piano gradually turned to boredom. At this time, my mother began to scold me and forced me to practice the piano every day. If I don't practice, I will be scolded. I made rapid progress in the process of being forced to practice the piano like this. When I come home from school every afternoon, the first thing I do is to practice the piano. However, I will also "steal for a while" before my mother gets off work. When I hear my mother's footsteps coming downstairs, I always start playing the piano in a hurry and "pretend" in front of my mother. Of course, sometimes listening to footsteps is not very smart.

When I was in the sixth grade, my teacher told me that I was going to practice the piano and prepare for the exam. I am so happy that I can finally take the exam. My mother is on a business trip during this time, so I have to be strict with myself. During this time, I discovered the wonderful side of the piano, and I was intoxicated by the music when I played the piano. I really like the piano. During this holiday, my family always responded to the wonderful sound of the piano.

On the day of the exam, I passed CET-6 successfully. Invisible, the piano became my friend. Once, I lost my things and was bored all day. I was in a bad mood when I did my homework. When it was time to practice, I sat impatiently on the piano chair and began to practice. I just played a piece of music and suddenly felt very comfortable. When I play the piano, I put aside my troubles, which is really good. This once again proves the wonderful sound of music and its magical power. The sound of the piano is as clear as the river; The sound of the piano is as clear as thrush; The piano sounds like an emotional person.

Piano not only makes me a person who loves music, but also cultivates my character and improves my self-cultivation. I want to say: thank you, piano-my favorite.

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I like it best.

Everyone has his own unique and diverse hobbies. Maybe you like watching TV, or you like painting. But my favorite is the teacher who can't talk, a book full of knowledge.

I fell in love with books since I was a child; Read picture books at the age of two; When I was four years old, I read picture books; At the age of six, I read fairy tales; Reading novels and popular science books at the age of ten; Now read science fiction and novel books. In a word, books are like my inseparable friends, because I have gained a lot from them.

Once, I saw a wonderful science fiction novel in the bookstore and couldn't put it down. It is not easy for grandparents to make money without their parents. How can I get them to buy it for me? Helpless, I had to make a plan to make money-work. Ha! This move really worked. In a short time, I found a lot of jobs to help the grandfather next door sweep the leaves in the garden; Helping the children upstairs do their homework, and helping the uncle in the shop walk the dog ... can all earn good pay. So I went out to work early in the morning and didn't go home until the afternoon. I walked clean, but when I came back, I changed a lot, and a "little eye inflammation" went home. So the broom became my partner; The mop became my friend. But for my beloved book, I'm not afraid! Finally, after several weeks of hard work, I finally saved enough money to buy my beloved book. The exquisite language, various rhetorical devices and fascinating words in the book make me linger and praise.

I racked my brains to read a book. I don't know how many brain cells have died. Finally, I came up with a clever way to hide the book under the toilet paper roll. Whenever I want to read a book, I hide in the toilet. Once I hid in the toilet and read a book. My mother asked with concern, "Are you all right? Did you go to the toilet more than a dozen times in the morning? " I quickly responded, "Nothing, just a little pain in my stomach. After reading it ...! "Inadvertently, I let it slip. My mother was not angry but said earnestly," You are fascinated by books, come out and read them! " Finally, I can read comfortably!

Book, you are my lifelong friend! I love you!

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Excellent composition 700 words: book, my favorite.

I like reading. I like to find a quiet place and sit down and read with relish. I am often amused by the humorous stories in the book and moved to tears by the sad plots in the book.

Actually, I didn't like reading before, but my mother bought me a lot of books. I found these books boring, so I didn't read them, let alone read them.

However, in an accident, I fell in love with reading. It was a weekend in my third grade. My parents went out and left me alone at home. Alas, it's boring to death. Suddenly bored, I accidentally found a pile of books on my desk, so I took a copy of Andersen's fairy tales and turned over a few pages. Looking at it, I seem to have entered the fairy tale world, and I seem to have seen the poor little match girl. I seem to be crying for her tragic fate.

I seem to be happy for the clever Hans, deeply sighing for the beautiful mermaid, and secretly cheering for Thumbelina ... I didn't expect a seemingly simple and boring book, but it contained such a colorful world. I greedily read every word in the book [this article comes from www.tt 170.com], just like "the hungry man pounced on the bread". I've been addicted to an obscure little book ... I didn't even know my mother was back. It was not until my mother called me back from the fairy tale world that I realized that I had been wandering in the world of books for an afternoon, but I still reluctantly put down the books.

From then on, I fell in love with reading deeply. Reading became a part of my soul and occupied an important position in my heart. It became my best friend in my life. When I am bored, it relieves me of boredom and tells me some wonderful stories. It became my lifelong teacher and gave me rich and colorful knowledge.

Now, I am in the first grade, and my homework is very tight, but I still insist on taking time to read books and communicate with my classmates often. As soon as the holiday comes, I will go to the library to read for a few hours. I don't know why, maybe I have a soft spot for books. Books are my favorite.

Ah! Books are my favorite, my most precious wealth and my mentor. Wherever I go, I always like to take a book and savor it. ...