我酷爱读书。回想起来,这一习惯的形成源自父亲一个最简单的要求。当时我12岁,由于太沉溺于玩耍,学习成绩始终处于中游,即便是作文,也都是词句干瘪的流水账。那晚,好像是学期成绩报告单发到手里后的那个晚上,整天忙碌的父亲突然把我唤到身边,先让我再仔细看看成绩报告单上的每 I love reading. In retrospect, the formation of this habit stems from one of the simplest demands of my father. At that time, I was 12 years old. I was too addicted to playing. My grades were always in the middle reaches. Even the essays were watertight accounts. That night, it seems to be the semester after the report sheet was sent to the hand that night, busy father suddenly call me around, let me look carefully at the report card each