我是一个爱看书的女孩儿。从小我就抱着厚厚的书啃啊啃,被亲戚们称为“小书虫”。如果遇到一本喜欢的书,我可以翻来覆去地看十几遍,却不会觉得厌烦。那时的我还不能完全理解读书真正的意义,只是在心里有一种淡淡的感觉:读书很好!那年我六岁。“呜呜,呜呜……”看到《人鱼公主》这篇童话后,我一个人在自己的小天地里悄悄地哭泣着。我认为那么可爱的人鱼公主最后变成了在大海上漂荡的泡沫,真的很可怜,于是便幼稚得哭了起来,心里充满了同情与伤心。那时的我还读不出 I am a girl who loves to read books. From an early age, I hugged a thick book to chew ah, was relatives called “small bookworm ”. If I meet a book I like, I can read it over and over again, but I will not feel bored. At that time I still can not fully understand the true meaning of reading, but in my heart there is a hint: reading a good year! I was six years old. “Hum, hum ... ” After seeing the fairy tale “Princess Mermaid”, I am a person in my little world quietly crying. I think the lovely mermaid princess finally became a bubble floating in the sea, really poor, so he had to cry, my heart full of sympathy and sadness. I still can not read at that time