Sail with the wind and waves
I don't have a cruise ship, nor do I have luxurious seats or expensive materials, but I can travel on the sea ; I am not a seagull, nor do I have a pair of snow-white wings and the ability to touch water like a dragonfly. I only have one thick, tall book.
On the shore, I pulled the book hard and pulled it out to the sea. Then I grabbed a page, turned around and jumped into the book. It is my only true treasure and I will take it with me to travel and experience the outside world.
Actually, I'm worried. Although this book is thick and tall, it is not as hard as steel. It may be eroded by the sea, or it may not be able to withstand the gales of wind and rain, but I'm already gone.
I will think about the book every day and keep this knowledge in mind. Little by little, I realized that my worries were notnot necessary. Whenever there were small storms and waves, I dealt with them knowingly, paving the way for a slower dawn.
Look, my book has been baptized by wind and rain, becoming stronger and richer in content. I can see the beautiful scenery of “Suddenly, a spring breeze comes during the night and thousands of pear trees bloom” I hear the majestic sound of “This song should only be heard in the sky, how many times can it be heard in the sky”; world"; I can feel the "fearless" floating clouds covering my eyes, and I am at the highest level." This book made me gain something, made me grow, and made me appreciate the greatness of reading.
Now I am immersed in books all day without any interference from the outside world. On this day, the sky gradually darkened, and the red clouds in the sky rushed,as if they were avoiding something. I never felt danger coming.
The night has just come and the sound of large raindrops echoed in my ears, becoming louder and louder. A gust of wind whistled, rolling up layers of huge waves, blending into the night sky, ready to be unleashed. pounce on me at any time. I was scared and hid in panic. Sometimes my clothes were soaked, sometimes I was blown away by the wind. The waves were also attacking quickly, as if they wanted to wipe out me and the book in one fell swoop.
With a "pop" sound, I was hit hard on paper by the huge waves. The wind and waves destroyed my will again and again, but how could I give up? “There will be times when strong winds and waves break and sails cross the sea.” What I have to do now is believe in myself.
Finally, during a fierce struggle, the windand the waves stood still, and the white fish belly rose from the east, which was the dawn that illuminated me.
In a storm, I gained more knowledge and the trees grew stronger. The surrounding landscape is pleasing to the eye. The huge waves recede before me and there is a sparkling sea. The light in front of me is getting stronger and stronger. A soft halo surrounds me and warms my body.
What if there was no such thing as a luxury cruise ship? My books can also withstand the gusts of wind and waves; what if they're not seagulls? My books can also take me on long journeys.
I rolled over the book and sailed away. No matter what waves hit me, the storm hit me hard, I never stopped.