英语阅读书籍读后感（通用20篇）

这是一个艰辛的故事，这是一段艰苦的人生追求，这是一首充满爱的幸福之歌，这是一幅用汗水拼凑的蓝图。当我郑重的把这本书的最后一页合上时，一股强烈的情感涌上心头，我的脑海里不断浮现着两个字简爱……

《简爱》是英国女作家夏洛蒂.勃朗特的代表作。里面主要讲述了简爱出生在一个贫穷的牧师家中，她自幼父母双亡，只能在舅舅家生活，不久后，舅舅去世了，舅妈待她非常不好，她从此无依无靠，整天沉浸在水生火热的生活中，经常遭到舅妈的欺凌和虐待。虽然她的命运非常不幸，但是他还是以坚韧不拔的意志坚持了下来，经过她的不懈努力终于克服了所有困难，获得了成功，过上了幸福的生活。这本书其实是夏洛蒂以自己为原型创造出来的，这是她最真实的写照。

简爱之所以能在逆境中成功，是因为她有着持之以恒、孜孜不倦的精神。我们也要像简爱那样，要敢于面对困难，关于克服困难。要知道世界上没有攀登不了的高山，也没有克服不了的困难，我们只有知难而进，凭着永不服输的精神，这样才会获得胜利。就像人们这样说道：乌云上面就是太阳，困难背后就是胜利，艰苦的前方就是幸福，坚持，决不放弃!

记得在小学四年级时我的语文成绩很不理想，每次只能考低分，我渐渐没有了信心，每次考语文时，心里只会想“反正每次都会考低分，何必在乎这一次呢?我开始变得消沉，但直到有一次我的分数和倒数第一名相差无几时，我才发现，我错了，以前，不管成绩怎么样，我总是努力过的，不像现在没有了信心。从那以后，我就开始认真对待起语文来，没当我遇到困难时，我就会对自己说：“坚持决不放弃!”付出的艰辛不会白白浪费，终于我语文考试有了很大的进步!

生活本来就是一个艰辛而又需要奋斗的历程，但是你必须付出刻骨铭心的代价，你才会成为雄鹰自由的翱翔于属于自己的来蓝天;你只有选择坚强，才能后的胜利的掌声;只有同命运抗斗到底，才会到达胜利的彼岸;你只有不断努力，不断激励自己不断奋斗，你才能变作美丽的蝴蝶破茧而出!

There were three of them. There were four of us, and April lay on the campsite and on the river, a mixture of dawn at a damp extreme and the sun in the leaves at cajole. This was Deer Lodge on the Pine River in Ossipee, New Hampshire, though the lodge was naught but a foundation remnant in the earth. Brother Bentleys father, Oren, had found this place sometime after the First World War, a foreign affair that had seriously done him no good but he found solitude abounding here. Now we were here, post World War II, post Korean War, Vietnam War on the brink. So much learned, so much yet to learn.

Peace then was everywhere about us, in the riot of young leaves, in the spree of bird confusion and chatter, in the struggle of pre-dawn animals for the start of a new day, a Cooper Hawk that had smashed down through trees for a squealing rabbit, yap of a fox at a youngster, a skunk at rooting.

We had pitched camp in the near darkness, Ed LeBlanc, Brother Bentley, Walter Ruszkowski, myself. A dozen or more years we had been here, and seen no one. Now, into our campsite deep in the forest, so deep that at times we had to rebuild sections of narrow road (more a loggers path) flushed out by earlier rains, deep enough where we thought wed again have no traffic, came a growling engine, an old solid body van, a Chevy, the kind I had driven for Frankie Pike and the Lobster Pound in Lynn delivering lobsters throughout the Merrimack Valley. It had pre-WW II high fenders, a faded black paint on a body youd swear had been hammered out of corrugated steel, and an engine that made sounds too angry and too early for the start of day. Two elderly men, we supposed in their seventies, sat the front seat; felt hats at the slouch and decorated with an assortment of tied flies like a miniature bandoleer of ammunition on the band. They could have been conscripts for Emilano Zappata, so loaded their hats and their vests as they climbed out of the truck.

"Mornin, been yet?" one of them said as he pulled his boots up from the folds at his knees, the tops of them as wide as a big mouth bass coming up from the bottom for a frog sitting on a lily pad. His hands were large, the fingers long and I could picture them in a shop barn working a primal plane across the face of a maple board. Custom-made, old elegance, those hands said.

"Barely had coffee," Ed LeBlanc said, the most vocal of the four of us, quickest at friendship, at shaking hands. "Weve got a whole pot almost. Have what you want." The pot was pointed out sitting on a hunk of grill across the stones of our fire, flames licking lightly at its sides. The pot appeared as if it had been at war, a number of dents scarred it, the handle had evidently been replaced, and if not adjusted against a small rock it would have fallen over for sure. Once, a half-hour on the road heading north, noting it missing, wed gone back to get it. When we fished the Pine River, coffee was the glue, the morning glue, the late evening glue, even though wed often unearth our beer from a natural cooler in early evening. Coffee, camp coffee, has a ritual. It is thick, it is dark, it is potboiled over a squaw-pine fire, it is strong, it is enough to wake the demon in you, stoke last evenings cheese and pepperoni. First man up makes the fire, second man the coffee; but into that pot has to go fresh eggshells to hold the grounds down, give coffee a taste of history, a sense of place. That means at least one egg be cracked open for its shells, usually in the shadows and glimmers of false dawn. I suspect thats where "scrambled eggs" originated, from some camp like ours, settlers rushing west, lumberjacks hungry, hoboes lobbying for breakfast. So, camp coffee has made its way into poems, gatherings, memories, a time and thing not letting go, not being manhandled, not being cast aside.

英语作文阅读：AnEmptyBox

Once upon a time, a man punished his 5-year-old daughter for using up the familys only roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight, and he became even more upset when on Christmas Eve, he saw that the child had pasted the gold paper so as to decorate a shoebox to put under the Christmas tree.

Nevertheless, the next morning the little girl, filled with excitement, brought the gift box to her father and said, "This is for you, Daddy!"

As he opened the box, the father was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction.

But when he opened it, he found it was empty and again his anger flared. "Dont you know, young lady, " he said harshly, "when you give someone a present theres supposed to be something inside the package!"

The little girl looked up at him with tears rolling from her eyes and said: "Daddy, its not empty. I blew kisses into it until it was all full."

The father was crushed. He fell on his knees and put his arms around his precious little girl. He begged her to forgive him for his unnecessary anger.

An accident took the life of the child only a short time later. It is told that the father kept that little gold box by his bed for all the years of his life. Whenever he was discouraged or faced difficult problems he would open the box, take out an imaginary kiss, and remember the love of this beautiful child who had put it there.

In a very real sense, each of us as human beings have been given an invisible golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, family, friends and God.

There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.

英语作文阅读：HappinessEquateswithFun

I live in Hollywood. You may think people in such a glamorous, fun-filled place are happier than others. If so, you have some mistaken ideas about the nature of happiness.

Many intelligent people still equate happiness with fun. The truth is that fun and happiness have little or nothing in common. Fun is what we experience during an act. Happiness is what we experience after an act. It is a deeper, more abiding emotion.

Going to an amusement park or ball game, watching a movie or television, are fun activities that help us relax, temporarily forget our problems and maybe even laugh. But they do not bring happiness, because their positive effects end when the fun ends.

I have often thought that if Hollywood stars have a role to play, it is to teach us that happiness has nothing to do with fun. These rich, beautiful inpiduals have constant access to glamorous parties, fancy cars, expensive homes, everything that spells "happiness".

But in memoir after memoir, celebrities reveal the unhappiness hidden beneath all their fun: depression, alcoholism, drug addiction, broken marriages, troubled children, profound loneliness.

The way people cling to the belief that a fun-filled, pain-free life equates happiness actually diminishes their chances of ever attaining real happiness. If fun and pleasure are equated with happiness, then pain must be equated with unhappiness. But, in fact, the opposite is true: More times than not, things that lead to happiness involve some pain.

As a result, many people avoid the very endeavors that are the source of true happiness. They fear the pain inevitably brought by such things as marriage, raising children, professional achievement, religious commitment, civic or charitable work, and self-improvement.

英语作文阅读：TodayisaGift

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room‘s only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn‘t hear the band - he could see it in his mind‘s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days and weeks passed. One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone. Slowly and painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the world outside. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it for himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."

英语作文阅读：IsPackingImportanttoYou

A young man was getting ready to graduate from college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealers showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.

As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation, his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautiful wrapped gift box. Curious, but somewhat disappointed, the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible, with the young mans name embossed in gold.

Angrily, he raised his voice to his father and said, "With all your money you give me a Bible?" He then stormed out of the house, leaving the Bible.

Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and a wonderful family, but realizing his father was very old, he thought perhaps he should go to see him. He had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make the arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care of things.

When he arrived at his fathers house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. He began to search through his fathers important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago.

With tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. As he was reading, a car key dropped from the back of the Bible. It had a tag with the dealers name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words… "PAID IN FULL".

How many times do we miss blessings because they are not packaged as we expected? I trust you enjoyed this. Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; but remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for. Sometimes we dont realize the good fortune we have or we could have because we expect "the packaging" to be different. What may appear as bad fortune may in fact be the door that is just waiting to be opened.

英语作文阅读：TheBabyEagle

Once upon a time there was a baby eagle living in a nest perched on a cliff overlooking a beautiful valley with waterfalls and streams, trees and lots of little animals, scurrying about enjoying their lives.

The baby eagle liked the nest. It was the only world he had ever known. It was warm and comfortable, had a great view, and even better, he had all the food and love and attention that a great mother eagle could provide. Many times each day the mother would swoop down from the sky and land in the nest and feed the baby eagle delicious morsels of food. She was like a god to him, he had no idea where she came from or how she worked her magic.

The baby eagle was hungry all the time, but the mother eagle would always come just in time with the food and love and attention he craved. The baby eagle grew strong. His vision grew very sharp. He felt good all the time.

Until one day, the mother stopped coming to the nest.

The baby eagle was hungry. "Im sure to die," said the baby eagle, all the time.

"Very soon, death is coming," he cried, with tears streaming down his face. Over and over. But there was no one there to hear him.

Then one day the mother eagle appeared at the top of the mountain cliff, with a big bowl of delicious food and she looked down at her baby. The baby looked up at the mother and cried "Why did you abandon me? Im going to die any minute. How could you do this to me?"

The mother said, "Here is some very tasty and nourishing food, all you have to do is come get it."

"Come get it!" said the baby, with much anger. "How?"

The mother flew away.

The baby cried and cried and cried.

A few days later, "Im going to end it all," he said. "I give up. It is time for me to die."

He didnt know his mother was nearby. She swooped down to the nest with his last meal.

"Eat this, its your last meal," she said.

The baby cried, but he ate and whined and whined about what a bad mother she was.

"Youre a terrible mother," he said. Then she pushed him out of the nest.

He fell.

Head first.

Picked up speed.

Faster and faster.

He screamed. "Im dying Im dying," he cried. He picked up more speed.

He looked up at his mother. "How could you do this to me?"

He looked down.

The ground rushed closer, faster and faster. He could visualize his own death so clearly, coming so soon, and cried and whined and complained. "This isnt fair!" he screamed.

Something strange happens.

The air caught behind his arms and they snapped away from his body, with a feeling unlike anything he had ever experienced. He looked down and saw the sky. He wasnt moving towards the ground anymore, his eyes were pointed up at the sun.

"Huh?" he said. "What is going on here!"

"Youre flying," his mother said.

"This is fun!" laughed the baby eagle, as he soared and ped and swooped.

"Yes it is!" said the mother.

[英语作文阅读：The Three Fishermen

《海底两万里》这本书在小学就已经看了，当时，我对尼摩船长十分佩服，渴望自己以后也能成为这样知识渊博又胆大的人。但在当时，也只是单知道尼摩船长是个厉害的角色，当我怀着崇敬的心情再次打开这本书时，还是被书中环环相扣的剧情吸引住了，我读懂了更多。

儒勒·凡尔纳描绘了这样一个故事，有人以为在海上看见了一条独角鲸，但法国生物学家阿罗纳克斯最后发现这其实是一艘潜艇，尼摩船长带着他的仆人和随从在海底两万里环球旅行，海底两万里，这是一个很大深度，虽然这只是一个虚构的故事，但当我再次读了一遍，又收获颇多。

首先，我还是要说对尼摩船长的佩服，他带领自己的随从，在深海通过种种挑战，战胜种种困难，在南极缺氧时，尼摩船长在仅存一丝空气的情况下，把生的希望留给了他人，虽然他是个外在冷酷的人，但到了关键时候，他还是向大家展示了他热心的一面。这才是真正的尼摩船长。

他痛恨陆地，但他会把黄金送给贫穷的人，会收容一切厌恶陆地的人，会为朋友的死去而默默落泪……他，其实也是个善良的人。

其次，我也十分佩服他的随从，他们都是忠实的人。其实，没有几个人真正原意在深海生活，因为这时时面临这各种挑战，也是在拿自己的生命做赌本。但是他的随从们却愿意跟随尼摩船长，在深海生活，忠心耿耿，不离不弃，凭借自己的智慧，帮助尼摩船长，主仆几人共同努力，完成海底环球旅行。他们的团结协作精神让我十分佩服。

其实，儒勒·凡尔纳在写这故事的同时，也在通过尼摩船长的口吻时时告诉人们，要与大自然共存，尊重大自然，保护稀有动物。成为自然地朋友。虽然科技越来越发达，但在发达的同时，也常常会破坏生态平衡，所以更需要我们的保护。鱼和熊掌不可复得，但人类可以尽自己最大的努力，保护地球。

也有人认为，儒勒·凡尔纳的小说纯属虚构。但有这个幻想有什么不好呢?人只有通过种种幻想，才会渐渐进步，是现代科技渐渐发达。又有哪位科学家不是在一开始的幻想中有所成就呢?

我相信，在人们的共同努力下，儒勒·凡尔纳的愿望不会落空，让我们携起手，共创地球美好的未来。

今天，我读了一本书，名字叫作《绿山墙的安妮》。这本书主要讲述了绿山墙的马修与玛丽拉兄妹，原本打算在孤儿院里领养一个男孩，可是却阴差阳错的接来了一个满脸雀斑，又有着丰富想象力、喋喋不休的红发女孩安妮。故事由此开始，安妮用爱心赢得了友谊，以倔强坚持自己的天性，用丰富的想象充实自己的生活。

文中有一段写到安妮认识了满头黑发，美丽可爱的小女孩，安妮把她当做自己的知音。虽然小女孩的妈妈，巴里太太却对安妮有偏见。虽然如此，但在小女孩的妹妹生病时，却去帮助她，等小女孩把医生找来时，她妹妹已经好了！连医生也夸她做的非常好。因为这件事，所以巴里太太又对安妮改变了看法，为此，按你又能跟小女孩在一起玩耍了。

在这本书的后面，还有一句我们熟悉的名人马克·吐温写的一句话:安妮是继不朽的爱丽丝之后最令人感动和喜爱的儿童形象。这句话能让我们体会到，安妮是多么的受人喜爱，让人感动。

这本书是我寒假里看的最好看的书！所以，我要向大家推荐这本书！

Its Sunday today. Ive finished all my homework. I dont have any spare time. I must read a book.

Looking through the crowded bookshelves, I finally found a good book, "Harry Potter and the magic stone". The author of the book is the British woman writer J.K Rowling. This book is the one year old Harry lost parents, foster uncle aunt. Harry in the home of Uncle suffered bullying, as well as their "Dudley -- a fiend in human shape a fat," spoiled, bullying big man, but also on the cuff and kick Harry. Harrys room is in a dark narrow cupboard, since ten years, Harry spent all day in there. No one has ever had a birthday for Harry for ten years. However, in Harrys eleven birthday that day, everything changed, the owl messenger brought a mysterious letter, invited him to a meeting he felt forever unforgettable and unbelievable place: Hogwarts School of magic. At Hogwarts, Harry not only found friends, learned to fly in the air, riding a model for the nimbus 2000 broom hit Earth Quebec and win the game, but also get a cloak. He found everything there, from class to meal to sleep, full of magic. But a magic stone appeared, and he was closely related to the fate of Harry...

Read this book, I want to make an extraordinary life, eager to dream round outstanding figures. The strength of friendship, the battle between justice and evil, and the courage to fight against fate are all thrilling in the book. Do you want to know whats going on? Turn over the book and see it carefully.

The book Wuthering Heights told us a story about love and revenge: the abandoned boy Heathdiff was adopted by Mr Eamshaw and lived with Mr Earnshaw’s son Hindley and daughter Cathiner. Hindley disliked Heathdiff. He insulted and maltreated Heathdiff in every possible way after Mr Earnshaw’s death. At the same time, peculiar emotion occurred between Cathiners and Heathdiff. Because of vanity and ignorance, Cathiner decided to mary Linton. Heathdiff left with anger. Three years later, Heathdiff returned to revenge. He succeeded in annexing all the property of Hindley’s and the Linton’s. However, Cathiner’s ghost pestered him all the time, and he died in mental disorder.

To understand Wuthering Heights, you must know the auther Amily well. She had been abnormal in inentality ever since her childhood. Her sister Charlotte had once said that Amily was even ber than a man in character, and more simple than a child. He name Heathdiff was compounded by the words Heath and Cliff, itself gave the readers a feeling of unfeelingness, which well annotated Amily’s abnormal mentality.

Abnormal mentality did good for inducing and enriching the imagination of the auther in some way. Sometimes, Amily’s imagination was beyond human nature but urueasenable. That was why she could with the thrilling scene in Mr lockwood’s dream, the behainour of Cathiner when she fell ill, and the words full of b enthusiasm but unimaginable like. They were locked in an embrace from which I thought my mistress would never be released alive.

Amily’s abnormal quality decided the thinking way during her creating, but her work was far from abnormal. Withering Heights is a healthy and harmonious work.Love-hetred-Ievenge-the Ievival of huanan natme,that is the clue of the story Cathiner and Heathdiff weIe a coupla of Iebels against the trandition The tragedy happened all because Cathiner didit Iesist thoughout and betraged Heathcliff at the key moment she ruined herself,Heathdiff and nearty the next generation The author portraged Cathiner Ivth a complicated mood she sympathized with her while being angry with her and she feet Sony for her while spurring to her.

The most vivid character in the story was Iepresented by Hindley and he could bear he was tormented by love Catheter’s contempt and Laughing at him that was what he couldn’t bear That the heavy pies sure split his soul explained his cruel and crazyIeuenge.The writing of the novel gave preference to mysterious phenomenon and horrible atmosphere One of the most important fealties was the complexity of the narration structure It broke away from conventions and began from the middle This method of narration was for more attractive.

Among all the characters like the housekeeper Allen most She was never afraid of them she always said and did what she wanted to The most important point is that she was kind hearted and justice.A good book is worthy leading for many tines Withering Heights is not easy to understand but once you understand it you wild wander at the talent of the author.

I want to introduce the book is Hemingways the old man and the sea, I think this book is very worth a look, especially in the ownership of the "tough guy" spirit is worth us to learn.

The old man and the sea is the background of the story leaves of Cuba in the . Protagonist is an old fisherman San Diego in a supporting role is a named manolins child. The old man and the sea is written by an old fisherman fishing in the sea for three days and three nights. Old man in the face of many difficulties, life, other fishermen laugh at, only a small boy to send him food. The old man decided to go to fisherman who has never been to the deep sea fishing, to prove your ability and courage. At sea, the old man caught a salmon, but the fish is too big, the old man made countless efforts finally put the fish in the boat, because of that, that caused the tragedy, the fishs blood attracted many shark, the old man was determined, "fight with them, Ill talk to them all to death" finally, went back to the shore, the old man in the boat only strapped to her bones.

"People are not born for defeat, a man can be destroyed, but cant defeat". Lonely old fisherman San Diego resolute character, superb fishing technique, etc. The outline of his article is not only a tough guy, also saw a variety of different from him, let the person ponder: self-confident, brave, optimistic, simple, lonely, and wise. Old fisherman of this spirit is worth us to learn, to mining. The children from the age of five with the old fishing boat learning, the childs personality traits from another side, reflect the old mans character, showed that kind of not afraid of hard, have the courage to overcome difficulties of character; Child is small, only a few years old, but it doesnt show very childish; Learned from the old man is not only the skill of fishing, and self-esteem self-improvement of the spirit, and learn to understand the hardships of life with the mans responsibility. Tender shoulder has already accustomed to the morning go out fishing life of hone, even "walk still dozing", still said "this consider as what, a man have to like this." Fist-pumping, be born words fully demonstrates the sound always tough spirit. This spirit is worth us to learn, also let I was moved very much.

To what struck me most is the spirit, the old fisherman manolin kid the sort of understand, in life, in learning, or in the later work, when we encounter unprecedented hardships and setbacks, we should consider the alone on the sea and unable to fight the "tough guy" old fisherman, the children of that kind of sensible and self-esteem self-improvement, like him after the life of hone. In this way, we will find that in fact there are a lot of difficulties and not imagined so invincible. If we are to study the spirit, and has the "tough guy" spirit, inspire our biggest potential, can overcome we think it is impossible to overcome the difficulties.

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等一朵玫瑰的盛放，等一段旅途的结尾，等一个谜底的揭开，等一个故事的谢幕。

这些一切奥秘的情节，跟着那位来自B612星球的访客的到来而悄然敞开。

小王子住在一颗很小很小的星球上——只需他喜爱，稍稍移动一下椅子就能看到一次日落——小王子还具有一朵玫瑰和三座火山。在他开端旅游之前的很长一段时刻，小王子每天的作业才华定时打扫那几座火山，拔掉猴面包树风险的麦苗和照料他的玫瑰——那株爱美、自豪，绝无仅有的玫瑰。

某一天清晨，小王子跟着迁徙的留鸟离开了他的星球，开端了绵长的旅途。小王子总共访问了七个星球，遇到了五花八门的人和物：独裁但仁慈的国王，虚荣的帽子先生，顽固的醉酒人，一向做加法的生意人，执着的掌灯人，写书的地理学家，忠实的狐狸，鲜艳的玫瑰园里千万朵盛放的玫瑰，陪同了他一年的飞行员……他们是一面面镜子，折射出千姿百态的国际——或许许多人都能从中找到自己的影子。

对小王子来说，地球上有不计其数只狐狸，也有不计其数株玫瑰，但只要一只狐狸是特别的，由于他被小王子驯化，是他的朋友。也只要一株玫瑰是特别的，由于他对她担任，她是他的玫瑰。仅此而已。狐狸不需要有国际上最聪明的智慧，玫瑰不需要有国际上最美观的容貌，就能轻松赢得小王子最诚挚的爱。

所以不管你我。假如你是一只等爱的狐狸，你必定会找到一个乐意驯化你的人。假如你是一株带刺的玫瑰，你必定会找到一个懂得你小把戏的温顺的人。假如你是一个孤单的小王子，你必定会找到一个肯花一辈子陪你看护一颗星球的人。所以咱们都相同，尽管进程几经弯曲，但兜兜转转，本来你还在这儿。愿在这个星光灿烂的夜里，有故事的星星能照亮孤单前行的你，协助你遇见那个射中注定的缘。

圣埃克苏佩里为一切的孩子和曾经是孩子的大人写了一部神话，写美了人间的匆忙，点亮了夜空中许多爱笑的星星，也赐予咱们关于B612小行星，关于小王子，关于他的玫瑰的一切幻想。

或许我能在沙漠中再遇到小王子，或许他会要求我为他画一只绵羊，我必定不会忘记为他的绵羊画上一个嘴套，然后听一段夸姣的过往，收拾人生，收拾回想。

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歌德曾经说过：读一本好书就是和高尚的人谈话。因此我非常喜欢读书。

这天，我和往常一样来到图书馆，在书架上无意找到了《小王子》这本书，便拿回家津津有味的看了起来。

第一次翻开《小王子》，一下子就被他那清新的文笔和单纯的世界所吸引。我不禁为他的遭遇感到悲哀，为他执着的爱所赞叹。

《小王子》讲述的是：在一颗遥远的星球上，住着一位小王子，他和一朵玫瑰生活了许多年，他们一起快乐的生活着，有一天，他离开了自己的星球，离开了深爱的玫瑰。

小王子游历了许多星球，在这些星球上，他遇到一些不可理逾的大人，狂妄自大的国王，财迷心窍的商人、迂腐的点灯人……于是他不断的产生疑问，他觉得大人们的世界很奇怪，许多大人都盲目和愚妄。如果你说他这栋房子很漂亮，他们会问：“多少钱?”你回答100万，那他们会说：“这栋房子真漂亮!”

最后他来到了地球。他原来一直以为自己的玫瑰是独一无二的，当他在地球上看到了与自己玫瑰相同的5000枝玫瑰时，他流泪了。这时，一只狐狸告诉他：你的玫瑰就是世界上独一无二的，因为你去爱她了，为他付出了，这朵玫瑰对于你就是唯一的!爱意味着责任，意味着慈悲，有了爱生活里的.一切才有了意义。

小王子最后倒在了沙漠中。可他让我明白了爱就要付出，对于眷顾过的东西，要永远负责任!

最近我迷上了，老舍先生写得一本书叫《骆驼祥子》这本书。

让人回味无穷，待我细细给你们到来。

这本书的主人公是祥子。主要写了;祥子买车三起三落的过程，写出了旧社会人力车夫的苦难生活。

这本书主要写了;来自乡下的年轻小伙祥子在拉租来的洋车是，立志要买一辆属于自己的洋车，做一位独立的劳动者。经过了整整三年的劳动努力，他用自己的血汗钱换来了一辆属于自己的洋车，可没过多久军阀乱兵抢走了他的洋车。孙侦探又骗走了他所有的积蓄，当他面临着一个又一个打击时，他没有向命运低头，而是像命运反抗。

但是他做的一切都是徒然，他用虎妞的积蓄又买了一辆车，很快又卖掉了，用来料理虎妞的丧事，而小福子的离世吹灭了祥子心中最后一盏灯，这时的他对生活失去了信心他从好强沦落到自甘坠落，从前正直善良的的祥子被生活碾得粉碎。

我认为祥子最大的优点就是能吃苦耐劳，他的理想并不难;他只想有一辆属于自己的洋车，娶一位年轻、能吃苦的、健康的妻子，可事实不是这样自己的爱车被抢，又被迫娶了虎妞，连自己心中最后的希望也没了，因为小福子自杀了，这是他对生活失去了信心，从此变得狡猾懒惰、极端自私而无赖，成了彻头彻尾的“刺头儿”。

我们要学习以前的祥子，而不要学有的祥子哦。

To Wang Lun is written by Li Bai who among other poets stands out in the halls of glory.

One day, Li Bai goes on abroad. He is about to sail when there’s stamping and singing on shore.

Oh! Here comes Wang Lun to see him off, who is Li Bai’s best friend. Li Bai is very excited to see his best friend at this leaving moment. But he is sad, either. So he can’t say a simple sentence. He knows that words can’t express their friendship. Although the Peach Blossom Pool is one thousand feet deep, it can’t match Wang Lun’s love for him.

雷锋这个名字你一定耳熟能弃，这个暑假，我又读了《少年红色经典——雷锋》，他的事迹再次令我深深的感动……

雷锋出生在在一个贫苦的家庭，呱呱坠地，迎接他的不是笑声和温暖，而是饥饿和寒冷、苦难。在他刚懂事的时候，他爸爸就被日本鬼子打死了，哥哥和妈妈先后被地主逼死，弟弟也病死了，只有六奶奶和他相依为命。然而苦难没有遮住雷锋心中的阳光，却更让他意思到人生的真谛——活着，就要如太阳，发一分光，发一份热，诚心诚意的为人们服务。

“如果你是一滴水，你是否滋润了一寸土地?如果你是一线阳光，你是否照亮了一份黑暗?如果你是一颗粮食，你是否不娱乐了有用的生命?如果你是一颗最小的螺丝钉，你是否永远坚守着自己生命的岗位?”这是雷锋写在笔记本上的一句话。又一次雷锋去赶早班车，忽然，看见一位大嫂旁有许多人围着他，原来那位大嫂找不到车票了，雷锋把自己的车票给了那位大嫂。陈五爹的老大爷，他双目失明，孤单一人，雷锋总是隔三岔五地帮助他。

可是，在一九六二年八月十五日，雷锋在指挥战友倒车时，汽车轮一滑，流进了到变小水沟，碰到了一根柱子，那根柱子倒向雷锋，就这样，雷锋牺牲了。雷锋温暖的双眼，就这样闭上了，他那美丽的心灵也停止了跳动。

虽然雷锋死了，但是他永远活在我们心里，他的精神会被我们一代又一代的发扬光大!

Some people say that reading is not good. Reading is a kind of burden, reading is locked in a tight without ventilation cages, reading as if to accept the devil training, you were dead, reading is very painful, it is the people on the lethal poison. This is just the illiterate, but I think the benefits of reading. I think the book is the ladder of human progress, is the human silent teacher, books are our friends, the book is nutrition of pills, books are food for the soul, the book let us into a heaven, there is a heaven. Reading is a kind of beautiful enjoyment. Reading, let you like into the wonderland, let your life more colorful childhood reading, cultivate your sentiments, relieve fatigue, you forget your trouble, reading is colorful sauces. Rather than call me elapsed time in playing, call me to book the ocean.

When I dont understand, I saw a book like hell, but as time goes by, I grow up, I know what is the real enjoyment, I learned to enjoy the pleasure of reading.

Read volumes, such as writing. Reading can not only enjoy pleasure, but there is a lot of help to you. Books to read, write up the article, also is like flowing, speaks also of being, is not very good?

Reading let me add a lot of fun, I also learned to enjoy the pleasure of reading. Golden house in my childhood, there are always two words "reading". First learn to read, only know how to enjoy the pleasure of reading. Only reading, your life to be meaningful, and your life will blossom out the light, you also dont waste this life!

有人说，读书没有什么好处。读书是一种负担，读书时犹如把自己关在一个密不通风的笼子里，读书仿佛在接受魔鬼训练一般，使你生不如死，读书是多么痛苦，它是致人于死命的毒药。这只是那些文盲的看法，我却觉得读书的好处多多。我认为书是人类进步的阶梯，书是人类无声的老师，书是我们的知心好友，书是营养的药丸，书是精神食粮，书让我们走进了一个极乐世界，那里简直是天堂。读书是一种美的享受。读书，让你像走进了仙境一样，读书让你的童年生活更加富有色彩，读书陶冶了你的情操，减轻了你的疲劳，忘掉了你的烦恼，读书是五彩的调味料。与其叫我在玩中消耗时间，不如叫我到书的海洋中遨游。

在我不懂事之时，我见书如见鬼，可随着时间的流逝，我长大了，我知道什么是真正的享受，我学会了享受读书的乐趣。

读书破万卷，下笔如有神。读书不仅可以享受乐趣，而且对你有很大的帮助。书读多了，写起文章来，也会如行云流水一般，说起话来也文彬彬的，不是很好吗?

读书让我增添了许多乐趣，我也学会了享受读书的乐趣。在我童年的金色屋中，永远都存在着两个字“读书”。只有先学会读书，才懂得享受读书的乐趣。只有读书，你的生活才有意义，你的人生才会绽放出光芒，你也才不会虚度此生!

我喜欢一个人静静的在书房看包罗万象的课外读物，每当窗外和风轻轻的吹拂着我的双颊时，彷彿在告诉我：别打瞌睡呵！墙上勤奋的时钟也不甘示弱的“滴答！滴答！”作响。正当我全神贯注陶醉书本中，慈爱的妈妈便会轻吻着我的小脸蛋儿，温柔的告诉我：宝贝早点睡呵！

记得第一次写作文时，我有如受困在丛林中的小白兔，盼呀！望呀！总希望爸妈快来解救我，“肠枯思竭”的我真是“ 笔有千斤重呀！” 学校非常重视我们的语文能力，不断的鼓励同学多借阅图书馆的藏书，并推行“小树长高高”读后心得书写的活动，就是希望我们能阅读各类书籍，增广见闻。

当我看昆虫类书籍时，我常想像自己是一位英勇善战的螳螂武士，身穿绿袍，手拿双刀，打遍天下。阅读地球科学类书籍时，我会和父母共同探讨大自然的奥祕，常常置身书本中，乐不思蜀。慢慢的，我的作文也进步许多，爸妈也经常夸奖我“出口成章”、谈吐得体，让我的信心倍增，不再是迷失的小白兔。

“书中自有黄金屋，书中自有颜如玉”，优良的读物可以洗涤你的心灵，丰富你的知识，只要你愿意翻开第一页用心的阅读，你将会慢慢得喜欢上它。“三日不读书，便觉面目可憎，言语乏味”啊！因此，我们要养成阅读课外读物的好习惯，并培养自己的兴趣，享受其中的乐趣。

今天我闲着没事，从我的木制小书架上面拿了一本书来看，本想随便翻翻，不曾想却入了迷，这本书就是英国着名作家——斯蒂文森写的探险书籍《金银岛》。

它主要以一个孩子的口吻讲述了一个古老的探宝寻奇的冒险故事。故事里有许多危险的情形，例如：小吉姆和海盗在船上搏斗，还差点被刺死。船长、医生和乡绅和邪恶的海盗们枪战等等，看得我触目惊心。在整个故事情节的叙述中除了惊心动魄的血腥屠杀，还处处有爱心的不断闪现，比如大夫在和海盗为敌的情况下依然为海盗们治病，服刑者自己作为医生的神圣使命和职责，等等。

看完这本书，我的心还是久久不能平静，整个历险过程险象环生，但吉姆凭着自己的机智勇敢一次次逃离了险境。我可真佩服他!我多渴望也体验一下冒险的生活啊!记得有一次，我和朋友小婷突然心血来潮，想去银淀公寓-1层去探险，因为住在那里的朋友小珊说-1闹过鬼，半夜经过的人们有时会听见一阵古怪的笑声，半真半假的，于是我们鼓起勇气，约好放学后一起去那闹过鬼的-1层。谁知，一到那儿，却遇见了去买菜的老妈，她问我们去那干嘛?我回答说去探险，老妈一听便火了，大吼道：“你们胆子不小啊，小小年纪，天天去探险，走!跟我回家!”就这样，我硬是被妈妈强生生地拉回家了，回家还免不了一阵耳朵之苦，唉，我真想去探险，为人们解开那些谜。虽然我是女孩子，但我拥有着男生般勇敢的性格，妈妈，给我去探探险吧!

我真爱看这本书!

看完《骆驼祥子》，头就开始隐隐的疼。小说的最后一个章节，根本无心仔细去读，因为厌恶，甚至开始憎恨那个卑微而可怜的祥子，那个已经沦落至不堪怜悯的祥子。

动乱的世界也不曾催垮坚定的信念，身体的疲乏也没有驱散幸福的奔头，唯有心中那点飘忽不定的光明灭了，灵魂就开始荡泊了，生死便犹同了。

小福子在文章中的笔墨远不及虎妞之多，但如此轻微的她在祥子的心里却是整个天地。她如此平凡，只能让人们记起她开口笑时露出的几颗白牙;她如此低微，只能靠出卖肉身来维持生存;但她又是如此伟大，甚至靠卖肉身来支撑整个家用;她又是如此的自尊，唯有用一死才能洗清一身的污臭。她那么温和，对谁都笑着露出那些可爱的白牙;她是那么的体贴，放下尊严羞红着脸对祥子说“我想……”，仅仅这一句已是走到绝路的最后抉择。她把主动权让给了祥子，期待着可以有人相依偎。然而祥子紧紧的将倒卖虎妞遗物的钱放在胸口，他怯弱的不敢承受小福子身后的沉重包袱，他逃离了，遗弃了小福子自在的逃离了。

但是如果没有小福子，谁人会懂得祥子，谁又会明白他的艰辛。他放纵自我，用日子好了就去找小福子的借口来心安理得的麻痹自己。可是那个走投无路的人怎能等到他回头，怎能盼上他的好日子?

小福子是这样一个轻微的人，活着的时候不累赘别人，死后也悄无声息。可是你为什么不去怨恨，为什么没有哭泣，你又为什么不来诅咒这个混乱的世道呢?所有的人都遗弃了你，你却那么屈辱而自尊的活着。这个女子轻柔似风，怡人而不留痕迹;这个女子坚韧似石，要强而又静定凡骨。这个女子可爱可敬，令人心疼;却又可悲可叹，让人哀恨。

她和祥子的接触微乎其微，只是在虎妞面前的几句寒暄，只是虎妞丧葬时的稍许照料，但是她却给了祥子一个“家”的感觉。这个家没了，祥子也便没了温暖，没了希冀，一切得过且过吧，从此祥子也便没了尊严，没了良知，形同走肉。

就这样苟且的活吧，过了今天谁知道会有明天呢?但若挨过了明天，谁又知道后天会怎样呢?享乐一日算一日吧。一个没有将来的人注定看不到光明，也注定会被黑暗而蒙蔽，遗失了自我。

As a student, we have study for many years. During there years, we study

Chinese, English, science and so on. In this period, with the improvement of our

knowledge, we not only read the books in class but also read extracurricular

after school. In my opinion Dream of the red chamber is the best book I have

read. In this book, the great author Cao xueqin his view about love. He had

firmly faith in what is the true love and try to tell us that there are

different kinds of love, only one kind which should be considered as True

Love.

In a dream, and under mythical circumstances, the main character of the

novel, Jia baoyu, met the Fairy Disenchantment in the Land of Illusions. She

showed him three "registers" each containing the names and "the happenings in

life" of 12 girls in his clan. Each girl represents a kind of love.

From the stories which are unfolding in the novel, the reader should know

the characteristics of the different kinds of love, and should be able to

distinguish True Love from the other kinds.

True love is acceptance, committal, mutual and without any post conditions.

The love between Lin daiyu and Jia baoyu is considered to be True Love. Just

saying or hearing I love you is not good enough because talk is cheap. Action in

mutual commitment is essential, as we can see in the novel.

We always have dreams. What’s ours dream? Do you know what you exactly

want? And do you work hard for it. In this book, you can taste the feeling of

the author about his strong will. In his words, you can find the charm of

Chinese. It is not a book, but a precious deposits. You can get a lot from it.

But unfortunately, the novel was never "completed" to such a state. On the other

hand, maybe, it is another kind of beauty of the book. If you have not read this

book yet, just go and read it. You will love it.

I think reading is important in the whole life for people. There are manybenefits of reading. Firstly, reading increases our knowledge and we can learnthe world affairs without going out. Secondly, reading is a good way to improvereading and writing skills. Before you learn to write, you must know how otherswrite. Thirdly, reading can broaden our knowledge and horizon, which isimportant to job hunting in the future. Finally, reading helps us becomeself-cultivation that would be beneficial to our whole life. Therefore, startto reading, no matter how old you are and what you are doing. Then, you mayfind the great charm and benefits of reading.

我们可能会经常感到奇怪，为什么我们想的东西，画的东西，甚至于想做的事情，大人们都不明白，只会让我们去学习，做一些他们自以为是的一些“正经事”的事。

小王子的作者也和我们有着同感，他在他很小的时候，曾画过一条蟒蛇吞了一头大象的画，但当他想拿着这幅画去吓他父母时，他们却认为这只是一幅普普通通，甚至不怎么漂亮的帽子。我认为这些大人的思想太拘束，并且没有想像力，好似思维里都是日常生活里的东西或工作的配件。

我对此感到颇有同感，记得我小时候，有一次画了一张几个小孩子捅了马蜂窝的画，然后便十分激动的拿给我爷爷看，他只是“嗯”的一声凑合着含含糊糊的夸了我一句，便又飞快的转移话题让我背古诗去了，当时我十分不开心，但也不敢违抗，只好顺从的背古诗去了。

当时我十分奇怪大人们的态度，但现在我明白了。

书中小王子能第一眼就看出作者画的是一条蟒蛇吞了一头大象，是因为他有着纯净的心灵和丰富的想象力，还没有被社会的迷雾蒙上双眼，而那些大人则是已经被世俗的生活迷雾蒙上了双眼，而且直逼心灵。

每一个人都是从小长到大的，为什么大人们就不明白这些呢?

其实，许多大人小时，哪怕是最严肃的大人，都肯定会有着天马行空的想象和纯净的心灵，但是时间、社会、工作早己经将这些强硬的抺去，这是多么可惜呀!当他们明白了这些东西的宝贵，回头，想要挽回时，已经太迟了。

书中作者曾写到：“我大概也有点儿和大人一样了。”说明我们还是可以不将这些宝贵的东西丢弃的，但得以从孩提时代就明白，因为作者的年纪在那时早就应该是大人了，而他却没有将自己归类成大人，说明这里的大人是指大人的心态，所以如果我们童真的心灵，长大后，便可以看的通很多，不受社会的影响。

大人们或许会因为失去了这个感到终身遗憾，所以我们应当保存这纯真的心灵，这将是一笔十分大的精神财富。

最近，我读了一本书——《儒林外史》。

《儒林外史》的作者是清代的吴敬梓，他用了很长时间才完成了这部讽刺小说，书中介绍了王冕、范进、杜少卿、周进、沈琼枝等人物形象，同时揭露了封建科举制度和封建礼教的黑暗与腐朽。

《儒林外史》中最令人叹息的人物是匡超人(匡迥)，他本是一个事亲孝顺、勤奋好学的人，马二先生也尽心尽力地帮助他，而匡超人却掉进了世俗的漩涡，又结识了潘三这样的坏人，他还帮着潘三干了两件坏事，当潘三被抓时，他马上和潘三断了联系，害怕官府查出自己来，这也是不正义之举。

之后，他不但不学好，反而变得爱吹牛，对事不懂装懂，匡超人最终得到的是名士牛布衣歧视的一笑。

匡超人本来很好，可深受八股文的毒害，又交了坏朋友，落得如此下场。

令人感到可惜!

《儒林外史》中最让我感动的人物是郭孝子，他不怕艰苦，历尽重重困难千里寻找被迫出家的父亲，可父亲却不认他，而他却默默无闻的供养着父亲，最终拿到了父亲的遗骨，完成了自己应该做的一桩心事。

郭孝子是天下难得的孝子。

我们应该向他学习!

A good book not only brings happiness to people, but also comforts; it can

not only make you think deeply, but also enlighten you. A good book is a wise

man, a mentor, a friend, and a partner. My favorite thing is reading.

books also bring me much joy. I remember one time, my mother bought me

"Insects", the book records many insects and their habits. I couldnt put it

down, and when I got home, I picked up the book and read it with interest. When

I read the firefly insect, a beautiful scene immediately appeared in my mind: On

a summer night, I was walking in the park, and at this time, many fireflies were

flying around me. Illuminate the way forward... The more I think about it, the

more excited I am, and I read it more seriously. When I read about ants, an

insect, I couldnt help but be shocked by its unity. Together, ants can move

things that are several times heavier than them. I also feel that we must learn

from the spirit of ants. Reading and reading, I forgot the time. It wasnt until

my mother came to ask me to eat, I reluctantly put down the book and swallowed a

spit, as if swallowing wisdom into my stomach, my heart was still in the

colorful world of insects.

Gorky once said: "I am on books, like hungry people are on bread." Food

feeds only our bodies, and books feed our souls. Books can increase our

knowledge, broaden our horizons, and improve our writing skills; they can bring

us inspiration and happiness. "When the book is used, we hate less", so I think

we need to read more and read more books to make our achievements bloom like

sesame seeds.

《红色之旅》再次把我带回到上个世纪那腥风血雨的年代：硝烟弥漫于整个大地，国家四分五裂，国恨家仇——那是一段屈辱史!然而，无数仁人志士怀着一颗赤忱的爱国心，为解救人民为解救民族而艰苦探索……在此危难时刻，中国共产党应运而生，登上历史的舞台，带领中国人民艰苦创业，从此，中国的面貌涣然一新!

在这段跨越时空的旅行中，我看到，从中国共产党成立到中华人民共和国建立二十八年间，党克服重重困难，在逆境中谋求发展，由五十三人的小党派一跃成为推动中国革命胜利的中坚力量，创造出万里长征等无数震惊万世的奇迹，成为指引中国人民和中华民族的政治、经济、文化的忠实代表，无数惊天地、泣鬼神的感人故事闪耀出璀璨的光芒。

一幕幕;一幅幅;一个个;一处处;一件件……

至此，我似乎已经明白《红色之旅》为何如此振奋人心，我能不被先烈们磐石无转移的赤诚之心为之震撼和感动吗?

当我驻足于刘胡兰纪念馆时，刘胡兰气宇轩昂、正气凛然的雕像和“生的伟大，死的光荣”又一次使我们想起这位正值妙龄的少女悲惨而悲壮的命运。时年不足十五岁的共产党员在敌人的威逼利诱面前不为所动，毅然选取死亡，坦然躺在刀坐上，迎接死亡的到来，但刘胡兰永远活在我们心中!

我个人比较喜欢红色经典的小说，没事的时候也会经常看一些这样的书籍还有电影，因为我总觉得这是我们国家诞生的标记，没有这些书籍、影音制品，我们怎样样看到我们国家一步一步的富强?所以红色经典是十足的珍贵的。