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May you be friends with books

Summer is coming a little hastily. In the afternoon, the drizzle falls on the orchids that have just bloomed outside the window. In the morning, you happily climbed to the windowsill to reach for its petals with your hands. Drops of water rolled down. Thinking of your smiling face, the corners of my mouth also rose. You were picked up by your grandparents to play in the afternoon, and I finally had time to clean up the messy house.

? Only then did I realize that there was a thick layer of dust on my bookcase. After giving birth to you, my reading gradually decreased, and my life was occupied by trivial housework. But you often run to my bookcase, open each cupboard door, and take out the books one by one. Then all kinds of books are scattered on the floor. You like to sit among them, pick up a book, flip through it, throw it away and then pick it up again. A book, this is a game you love. Those words are unfamiliar to you, but they make you curious. Sometimes you finally turn to a picture, and you call me and let me tell you, as if in that simple picture Contains all the secrets in the book. At this time, I will try hard to think of some sentences, some words that you can understand, and tell them to you. But sometimes you are holding the Bible or the History of European Culture, and I can only tell you this book. Maybe you can understand it when you grow up. "I love that you love books, baby." One day I will tell you seriously. You probably don't know what I'm talking about. You just opened your bookcase, took out a book and read it. There is already a row of picture books and stories and some science travel books piled up there. Each of them has been told many times. You are reading them when you get up in the morning, before going to bed, during the rainy season, and when I am cooking. Looking through those stories carefully, the seriousness makes me think that you are worried that I have missed the story, or you just want to chew on those beautiful pictures. Just like I like to re-read those old books, seeking familiar feelings and new knowledge between the lines.

Books are my best friends. When I am confused, frustrated, and happy in life... it brings me different effects. It heals me, guides me, comforts me, and makes me happy. Being able to escape in real life, while allowing me to come back more combat-ready. I hope you can also be friends with books. The sky it can take you to fly must be wider and more beautiful than what I can bring you.

? Look at the dust on my bookcase. Look at your bookcase. Although it is messy, there is almost no dust. I guess it is because you often take out books to read. You are more diligent than me!

I hope that one day you will sit across from me, I will read my book, and you will read yours. We will make friends through books and grow together.

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