小时候,爸爸给我买了许多注音版图书,有《古诗三百首》《伊索寓言》《宝宝睡前一分钟小故事》等。它们伴我度过了一天又一天,一年又一年。是我孩童时的小伙伴。几年过去了,我也慢慢长大,学习占去了我大部分时间,但我总是抽空读书。吃饭时,我总是端起饭碗独自躲到一个角落里。其实并非在吃饭,而是在窃读。经常是书读完了,饭却忘了吃。妈妈催得紧了,我就赶紧往嘴里塞,狼吞虎咽地吃几口,扒完后,又进入 As a kid, my father bought me a lot of phonetic version of the book, there are “three hundred ancient poems”, “Aesop’s Fables,” “baby one minute before going to bed a little story” and so on. They spent days and days with me, year after year. My childhood friend. A few years later, I grew up slowly, learning took up most of my time, but I always take the time to study. When eating, I always hide myself in a corner with my bowl. In fact, not eating, but stealing. Often the book is over, but forgot to eat rice. Mother pressed tight, I quickly stuffed his mouth, grumbling to eat a few mouthfuls, Pa after the end, and then enter