周五出去吃晚饭时,发现路旁又一个报亭关闭了。“唉!”我默默地叹了一口气,这已经是第四个了。我忽然觉得害怕,如果街上一个报亭都没有了,会是什么样呢?记忆中我的第一本读物好像就是在报亭买到的。那时约莫三四岁的年纪,从报亭经过时,我忽然看到了一本杂志的封面,小熊维尼和小猪坐在落叶堆中玩耍。画面在脑海里迅速与前几天刚看过的动画片相结合,我兴奋地叫道:“妈妈,快看,是小熊维尼。”从此,每天的睡前故事有了固定的读物。阅读的种子,也许就是在那时萌发的吧!渐渐地,我们一 When I went out for dinner on Fridays, I found another newsstand near the road closed. “Alas! ” I sighed in silence, this is already the fourth. Suddenly I felt scared, what would it be if none of the kiosks on the street were available? My first reading in memory seemed to have been bought at the kiosk. At that time, about three or four years old, passing from the kiosk, I suddenly saw a magazine cover, Winnie the Pooh and pig sitting in the leaves of the play. The picture in my mind quickly combined with the animations I had just seen a few days ago exclaimed: “Mom, look, Winnie the Pooh.” From then on, there was a fixed reading of the daily bedtime story. Perhaps the seeds of reading germinate at that moment! Gradually, we are one