我是一本书,我有一个两面派的主人。新的学期,我被一个小朋友领回了家。小主人买了一个漂漂亮亮的书皮,小心翼翼地把我包上,我很高兴,有一个爱我的主人。预习功课了,小主人拿出笔哥哥和我,小心翼翼地把我翻开,生怕我的四个角损坏,生怕我变得脏兮兮的。小主人在记笔记时,字迹特别工整,别的书都很羡慕我,当然,我很高兴,也很自豪。一个月后,小主人厌倦我了,不再对我那么百般照顾,而是变得毛手毛脚、随随便便。我那可爱的笑容没有了,变成了一个整天愁眉苦脸、破烂不堪的我。我发现,小主人开始觉得因为我他才得上课学习、写作业,于是开始疏远了我,记笔记时也不认真 I am a book, I have a two-way master. In the new semester, I was taken home by a kid. The little master bought a beautiful book cover, carefully wrapped me, I am happy to have a love of my master. Preparatory lessons, and the little master took the pen brother and me, carefully opened me, for fear of my four corners damaged, for fear that I become dirty. Little master in writing notes, writing neat, other books are envious of me, of course, I am very happy and very proud. A month later, the little master tired of me, no longer care for me so much, but become gross, casually. My lovely smile is gone, into a frown all day, tattered me. I found that the little master began to think that because I had to study and write in homework, I began to alienate me, not taking notes seriously