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Reading became a kind of happiness. The joys and sorrows of life faded in and out of the book's title page, and the excitement and success or failure of life also faded in the book's title page. ()"Life is like a song, and the song has hundreds of turns and thousands of turns." The book carried the notes and words of the song.
Books were a kind of friendly engulfment, like the pure words of a close friend. From head to toe, they encompassed the entire world, quiet but also intense. [Search for the latest updates.br/The beautiful and smooth words in the book quietly flowed into the hearts of those who were easily moved. Slowly, the emotions that had settled in the heart became deep and heavy. Only now did they truly understand what "Cuckoo Crying Blood" meant. () It turns out that the expression of emotions is so fierce. Reading made me feel small, melted, and emotional. Just like what many people said, books gave me a heart that was once crying and depressed, and also gave me countless tired and dull thoughts. At the same time, books gave me a fantasy paradise outside of real life and a Nirvana in dreams. Therefore, wandering in the vast sea of books, regretting that human beings only had a limited body, because no matter how much he wanted to take in everything, or how much he wanted to take in everything, he still found that he was exhausted in the end. Thus, he suffered in reading, learning to live, learning to be a person. "Human! Know yourself!" This inscription appeared in front of the ancient Greek temple of Delph more than 3,000 years ago, and it was integrated into the decades that followed. It made the philosophers who were full of philosophical thoughts try their best to seek the true meaning of life and love. Therefore, the cultural heritage that they gave, regardless of whether it was the essence or the dross, was still shining brightly even after thousands of years of scouring. The profound philosophical thoughts that had been accumulated for thousands of years were repeatedly recited in the books. Slowly, whether it was the light tea or the strong wine, they all turned into gas and wrapped around the body, allowing this limited body to bathe more fully.
Reading allowed him to meditate even more in his busy life, absorbing the joy, anger, and sorrow that the world gave him little by little. Success or failure, melons ripen, leaves fall, jade Ru into; In the middle of communication, he pretended to be a snake and perfunctory. The right and wrong contained in the course of a person's life were sometimes light and sometimes heavy on the title page of the book. It was humorous or sharp. The fragrance of the book sprinkled a kind of dripping and hearty feeling into the body and mind, into the dream of growth. Therefore, I want to be a gorgeous flower, but we still don't fully enjoy the sunshine and morning dew. After crying, I tried my best to find someone to comfort me. In the end, I thought of Goethe, who had a crazy personality, and Russell, who integrated nature into his personality. I also thought of Bacon, who was full of enlightenment, and Machiavelli, who was full of complexity. Perhaps there was also the case of Confucius and Plato. Later on, when I suddenly found Kant in the philosophical writings of Kane and Napoleon, I gradually gained the confidence to criticize him. It was only then that I realized that there were still so many " books " that I needed to read.
When he was free, he should put a few more books on his desk. How about this holiday?
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