An essay is required: Today I want to express my true feelings, about 800 words.

As early as elementary school, we memorized countless famous quotes, "Books are the ladder of human progress", "Read well, read well, read well" and so on. My mother always tells me: "Read more useful books." But as we grow older, novels, essays, and literary masterpieces are gradually being shelved. What's the use of just reading idle books? Are those famous quotes really correct? This doubt is always hidden in my heart and it is difficult to talk about it. The thoughts accumulated in my heart always want to find an outlet to vent, and I will express my innermost thoughts today.

For me, when I open a book in my collection, it is full of human warmth.

The Monsoon Bookstore next to my home was closed during the winter vacation. Maybe it’s because it’s really hard to do book selling business nowadays, and when I went there, only people left the building. This was once my favorite place. After school, I rush to the small space filled with books and stay quietly for a while. There seems to be a safe aura here, which seems to isolate the world from me, and I temporarily plunge into an illusory time and space. Start a new adventure. The shop assistants here are also very kind. They always have a book in their hands. They like to chat with me when paying the bill, recommend new books or ask me "Why haven't I seen you for a long time". The clerks of bookstores are supposed to be different from the employees of any store. They are immersed in the fragrance of books every day, and naturally they are closer to book lovers. I can almost clearly remember when I bought my favorite book there and what conversations took place there. When I opened them, I felt in love with this warmth in my heart. Only you can understand this feeling.

I have always been unable to write a commemorative text for it that has left me in time due to trivial matters. I am so grateful that I finally got an opportunity to express my sincere feelings to it today.

If you can’t clearly define it, why should you study? In class, the teacher only encouraged us to read more classics, but there was no convincing "why". The more I read, the more I realize that it often brings confusion, loneliness, and even unhappy thoughts to people. I remember once reading a science fiction novel. In its world, books are contraband, people are greedy for a single pleasure, and the world is free of unhappiness. Is such a world really a beautiful world? But I can never forget the excitement of those countless days and nights when I solemnly excerpted my favorite passages. At night, I was in bed with a flashlight while reading. I was so shocked that I burst into tears. I had no sleep all night. The next day, I just wanted to be lost in the crowd and feel it quietly without saying a word. These are the unique experiences of bibliophiles, and they are also the most sincere words buried deep in my heart that are difficult to share with others in words.

Why study? Obviously it is so time-consuming, and the direct effect is not visible. Perhaps it is an unsolvable problem like "why is happiness". But there is always a little voice in my heart shouting: "Because I want to see the scenery along the way while climbing over the mountains and ridges!"

It's like why I have to climb mountains and work hard all the way, but Can't say exactly what was gained.