我和“书先生”是一对好朋友。有一次,老师让写一篇关于李白的作文。我正不知道该怎么写,《李白传》这位“书先生”像听到了我的烦恼似的,从书桌里跳了出来,跳到我面前,冲我说:“你好啊”。我们一起谈了起来,谈李白的诗、李白的朋友、李白的亲人……我们无所不谈,他把我拉进了知识的海洋,和我一同快乐地畅游。当我的眼前还浮现着李白的生平时,“书先生”在不知不觉中已经跳回了书桌里,笑着冲我做鬼脸。我既感激又惊奇地看着他,然后拿起笔,写出了 My husband and I are good friends. Once, the teacher wrote an essay on Li Bai. I do not know how to write, “Li Bai Chuan” This “Mr. Book ” like to hear my troubles, jumped out from the desk, jumped in front of me, said to me: “Hello ”. We talked together about Li Bai’s poem, Li Bai’s friend, and Li Bai’s relatives ... We talked about everything, and he pulled me into the sea of ​​knowledge and went happily with me. When my eyes still appeared the life of Li Bai, “Mr. Book ” has unwittingly jumped back to the desk, laughing at me grimace. I looked at him both gratefully and wonderfully, then picked up the pen and wrote it