I remember when I was a child, I always saw my grandfather holding a book. It took a long time to see it. The intoxication filled my heart with freshness. What's in that thing called "book" that fascinates my grandfather so much? It must be delicious or fun. But when I open a book, there are only many words in it. Grandpa said I would understand when I grew up. So in my young mind. I read more and more books. In the sea of books, I swam contentedly and my friendship with books became deeper and deeper. I can't live without this friend. For this reason, I once missed an opportunity to travel around the mountains!
It was a summer vacation, and it was incredibly hot. My parents decided to take my brother and me to Chengde, a summer resort, for two days at the weekend. Hearing the news, I jumped three feet with joy.
The date is finally set for this Saturday. On Friday afternoon, I wandered around with uncontrollable excitement, and soon I went to the bookstore. I went out without knowing it. Wow, so many new books are coming! My eyes are searching everywhere. Great, outsider! I was ecstatic and reached for the book, ready to buy it, but when I reached out of my pocket, I didn't have any money on me, and I wanted to go home and get it at once. But ... the closing time is only about 10 minutes. I quickly asked my aunt if she could leave me one, so I could buy it in a couple of days. Who knows, she said awkwardly, "This book is express delivery. If you don't come tomorrow, you will be gone. "
Along the way, my mood was very contradictory. I always look forward to having fun in Chengde, but I always look forward to buying that book. What should I do? After thinking about it, I finally made up my mind that I still have a chance after typing, but I must buy that book. How can my "friend" let others go?
I don't need to tell you the result. The next morning, I went into the bookstore and bought this book. In those days, I was hungry for reading and completely immersed in the world of books. When my mother came back to tell me how interesting Chengde was, I didn't regret it at all, because my pleasure was reading. I like reading. It opened the door of knowledge for me and brought me endless joy. It is my forever friend.