
[Plants Vs. Zombies] The Backyard
[植物Vs僵尸]后院
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 71k Words
- Genre
- Danmei (BL)
- Era
- Modern Era
- Updated
- 12y ago
- Source
- JJWXC
Synopsis
28Chapters
2.3kFavorites
7.6Score
252Nutrient gifts
13.3kClicks per chapter
369Comments
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Books are friends and necessities of life. They bring you happiness, comfort your soul, and help you understand yourself. Books are companions. They go with you and accompany you through the ups and downs of life. They listen to your heart and bring you joy when you are lonely. Like birds flying into the blue sky, like flowers sure to bloom, like the breeze blowing on the green trees, like the grass looking at the world for the first time, the joy, comfort, and surprise are what we experience. But eight years ago, I experienced it for the first time - the taste of happiness. The first time I came into contact with the fairy tale "Cinderella", which was only written by Zhang De, I was still illiterate at that time. I could only look at the pictures in the book to amuse myself. Cinderella was so beautiful. At that time, I couldn't help but daydream. I would also like to have a pair of glass slippers. When I was a child, I often looked at the pictures in the book in a daze. Living in the book made me very happy. Gradually I grew up and started to learn to read. When I was four years old, I had read all the books of Cinderella. There were very few children who could read at the age of four. I became the focus of the small courtyard. My grandma and grandpa saw me smiling from ear to ear. From then on, books came into my life one after another and broke the rules of my life. My four-year-old child has gone to kindergarten, and I was reluctantly pushed into kindergarten by my mother. Kindergartens have the habit of taking a nap, but I never sleep. I often lie on the small bed with my back to the teacher and read. The teacher often criticizes me, saying that I am disobedient and does not give me little red flowers. I was so angry that the more the teacher refused to let me take care of me, the more I started asking, "What's wrong with reading?" I was still lying on the bed reading as usual, and the teacher told me not to stop. I was so stubborn at that time, and the teacher loved and hated me at the same time. When I was older, I started studying. When I was a teacher, the teacher saw that I was different. I could answer every word the teacher asked. If there was a word I didn't know, I would ask the teacher or my mother. As long as they told me, I would remember it and never forget it for the rest of my life. When I was a child, I was smart, motivated, hard-working, studious, smart, cute, and versatile. I became the monitor of the kindergarten. This is when reading changed everything for me. During the holidays, you would not see me playing, but sitting in the corner of the courtyard reading. At that time, I really fell in love with reading, and it felt like a day without books and everything was deserted. Books were everything to me at that time. As soon as I had a book, I forgot to eat and sleep. Later, when I entered elementary school, my academic performance was among the best, and my obsession with reading was rewarded. Starting from the third grade, I won the first place in the class and became the study committee member of Class 6 in Grade 3. Now that I am a fifth grade student, the role of books to me is self-evident. Now books have not only entered my life, but also integrated into my life. More and more books are attracting me like a magnet. I love books not only for the knowledge they give me, but also for the joy they bring me. Books are friends, but friends are not books. Friends will betray you, but books will not. Books will also tell me how to be a human being. Since books came into my life, I have gradually changed, become sunny and cute, and the most important thing is that it cultivates my sentiment and enriches my life. Reading has given me strong feelings, reading has given me a firm belief, reading has given me the courage not to hit the wall and never look back, reading has given me the correct principles for doing things, reading has filled my loopholes, reading has doubled my confidence, reading has increased my wisdom, and reading has made me experience happiness. It is books that make me sunny and live a free and unrestrained life. Although my reading life is monotonous, it is not boring. Although my reading life is dull, it is meaningful. Books are the source of knowledge, the doors and windows of the soul, the opening of the dazzling world, and the root of everything including emotions. I want to shout: "I love reading!"
As long as I can make games, I will turn this article into reality
I, I want to read the full text, I don't even get the ending, I'm crying
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I understand, but I don't understand how they got so good.
The sadness stuck in my throat... I want to cry. I thought it was cute at first, but it's so disgusting.
Well, I only know one thing: if you play too many games, you will become a vegetable.
How to say it. . What's going on with this feeling of being cute QAQ
···What the hell, what is this little regret? Why do I still feel that this article is unfinished! Beat the author
I have pursued this article before, but I don't remember why I gave up on it then. Maybe it's the feeling that the text is obviously very happy, but yet it's very sad.