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When dealing with books, I almost became a drug addict of books. I have written an essay called “book Fool”, which describes my obsession with books and my obsession with books. Indeed, books are my best friends in my life. With books, my life will not be lonely. I usually work as a Chinese teacher in the graduating class and take charge of the head teacher. Time is as hard as a needle for me to find. Fortunately, at night, people fell asleep and nobody disturbed me, so I read books mostly in the dead of night. Only books is life. When I read a book, I could not sleep or eat, so I entered the artistic conception constructed by the words in the book. At night, it became the destination of my soul. Without the noise of the daytime, there were only the cool breeze, the sound of patter rain, sometimes the sound of frogs, or two or three barks, it is simply the beautiful music naturally endowed with excellent accompaniment for my reading. Sometimes, there was no sound at all, so quiet that I could only hear my heartbeat. I felt tired and my eyelids were tired, so I went to the yard to watch the moon and count the stars, look at the numerous black clouds. At night without the moon and stars, the sky is also beautiful, as deep as pictures that have been brewed for a long time, making my mind uncertain and enjoying endless lingering charm. Either I still held a cigarette, a small essay, or a poem, and started to have a pregnancy in my heart, and I was about to give birth like lightning. So he ran back to the cabin in three steps, fearing that his mind would suddenly interrupt. Reading at night, my heart can be expressed. Things in the daytime can be left behind for a while, accompanied by a cup of green tea, or turn on the recording, listen to a song “Two Springs Reflect the moon” or “pull the camel”, or “North Henan ballad”, or “House of Flying Daggers” or “horse racing”, or “listening Song”, constantly change the track. Sometimes the same piece of music is played repeatedly. In this state of mind, I don’t know whether I read books or I read books. It is also common for me to forget things. Somehow, I experienced the natural scenery of great rivers and mountains, accepted profound philosophical thoughts, experienced many joys and sorrows in the world, got to know many new things and comprehended the mood of writers and poets. Think about it. A night’s reading is sweeter than a dream. When you enter the book, you will be intoxicated in the realm of the book. Even if you have nothing to do with troubles and pains in life, you will be nothing but the words in the book and the realm of the book. Most of the time, I couldn’t come out once I got into the book. I didn’t realize that I read it all night until the sky turned white unconsciously. Unexpectedly, I started to work the next day without blinking my eyelids. In fact, most of the time, I fell asleep while reading, and I don’t know how I woke up. When I woke up, I found that I am lying with clothes. This time is also common. But once I entered the book again, I forgot myself again. So sometimes, on the one hand, something was cooked in the pot, on the other hand, it was immersed in books, so that the pot was burnt to pieces many times. Everything is inferior, only reading is high. My night is still mine. Every time night falls, I feel that I have a strong desire. A strong magnetic field gravitation attracts me. Books are all around! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

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