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Steal a composition
In the usual study, work and life, everyone has the experience of writing a composition, so you are familiar with it. Writing is a narrative method to express a theme through words. What kind of composition can be called an excellent composition? The following is the composition I arranged for you. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like it.

After reading the article Stealing Reading, 1 gave me great inspiration. The little girl in Stealing Reading can secretly read books in a closed library. Why can't you study for a long time?

I like reading very much. I read books whenever I have time. I have read many books, such as Around the World in 80 Days, Historical Stories of Lin Handa and so on.

One night, I suddenly woke up and found a little nosebleed. Run to the bathroom and stop the bleeding. But after going to bed, I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, thinking, "Go to sleep! Go to sleep! " At this time, a good idea pops into my mind and I will watch it for a while! But my dad is sleeping in the next room. I'm afraid he will find out. At that time, I was as timid as a mouse, but compared with my desire for reading, I still got up the courage and tiptoed out of the room.

When I pushed the door, I gave a "cheep …" and my heart was in my throat. There was a look of fear on my face, but I didn't let my guard down and walked slowly to the table. It's that book! Pick up the book, the mood immediately turned from cloudy to sunny, and the mood was as happy as getting a gift. I was too busy to notice. I slammed the door, ran to the bed like an archery, tucked in the quilt and turned on the flashlight. I tried to tuck in the four corners of the quilt to prevent a ray of light from leaking out. I'm psychologically super scared.

I really enjoyed this stealing time! I fell asleep soon after reading the book, which reminded me of a famous saying: books are still medicine, and good books can cure fools.

Time flies and countless weekends slip away from me. I have experienced countless things like the stars in the sky, and the most unforgettable thing is "stealing" reading.

At noon on a weekend, it was hot outside and breezy indoors. I am reading in the study. "Take a nap, so as not to be listless in the piano class in the afternoon!" This sudden cry scared me. I looked up, and my mother was looking at me angrily, as if to eat me in one bite. This situation seems to be non-negotiable. So, I reluctantly put down my book and muttered a few words: "I finally look forward to the weekend and enjoy reading for a while." You let me sleep? "Say that finish, I slowly walked into the room.

I tossed and turned in bed, thinking about the unfinished book. After a while, I guess my mother may have fallen asleep. Taking this opportunity, I slipped out of bed, forgot to put on my shoes, and tiptoed to the study, feeling like there were fifteen buckets in my heart-so anxious. Looking around, ah, it's a good thing my mother didn't find me, and I was secretly pleased. Then, I picked up the book carefully, quietly returned to the bedroom like a thief, took a long breath and read it with relish.

I don't know how long it took, but I vaguely heard a voice coming from my mother's room. Is mom up yet? I quickly stuffed the book under the pillow, quickly lay down and closed my eyes. "Don't pretend! You have been reading for two hours and twenty minutes. Don't think I don't know. It won't happen again! " Mother said sternly. I nodded, thinking: so cautious, I thought only heaven knows, but I don't want to disturb my mother like a detective. I must be more careful next time.

I can't forget the weekend sneak reading!

Stealing three composition books is our spiritual food; Books are our inseparable friends; Books are our magical "brush of Ma Liang". As long as you write with a brush, you can write a good article. Books are our steps to travel around the world; Books are the soul of our baptism; Books lead us to understand the true meaning of the world; Books are ..... as Mr Gorky said, "Books are the ladder of human progress". Today we learned an article called "Reading Secretly", which tells the story of a female writer's reading experience when she was young. A book that is very popular with writers in China is Old Things in the South of the City, the text of which is an excerpt. In the article, she is a little girl who is eager to read. Because of reading, she hid herself in a corner to prevent others from finding her. She is very careful when she studies. When she feels sore legs, numb waist and hungry, I seem to be her. I think she wrote her true feelings, and I should learn from her when I write. The author is a reader, so am I, but I swallowed the date and read all the lines. Therefore, I want to keep up with her. She still has many advantages. I want to learn from each other. Come on!

The final exam is coming. Every day I have to finish the homework assigned by my teacher and mother, and then I have to practice the piano. It's too late to read extracurricular books. I couldn't restrain my desire to read extra-curricular books, so I rummaged through the closet and found a flashlight hidden under my pillow, waiting for the opportunity to read extra-curricular books.

This day, this moment has finally arrived. As soon as the light in my mother's room went out, I couldn't wait to take out my flashlight from under my pillow, dig out a book and lie on the bed and read it with relish. When the hero in the story encounters something sad, I can't help crying; When a hero meets something happy, I will smile; Finally, when the hero defeated the enemy and won, I couldn't help cheering loudly. "Wei Wei, what are you doing?" Shit! I accidentally made a noise, but I still woke my mother.

"What to do, what to do!" If mom finds out, it will be terrible! Seeing footsteps approaching, at this critical moment, I quickly hid my flashlight and book under my pillow, then kicked the quilt aside, closed my eyes and muttered, "Great! Great! " Mom came, saw me like this, thought I was talking in my sleep, tucked me in and left.

This is really a thrilling reading!

Stealing composition 5 "Write, write and write again." Alas, there is a lot of homework this weekend. Write quickly, or you will be scolded.

Suddenly, I was stumped by an Olympic math problem, so I looked around for draft paper to solve it. Huh? Whose book is this? "No matter, let's have a look first." Thinking about it, I picked up the book and looked at it, secretly pleased. This is the camel prince in Shen animal series novels! I like this kind of books best. But ... I have homework to do! Fortunately, mom is still washing clothes. Forget it. Let's take a sneak peek first.

So how can I not let my mother find out? I see.

I put the book below, then cover my exercise book on it, write a few words and have a look. "Hey, it's nothing to be smart!" Although I am trying to keep it fresh, this book is so wonderful that I can't stop. Chapter after chapter, so many chapters. After a while, I was impatient with this peeking, so I got up the courage, pulled the book out from under the exercise book, pushed the exercise book, crossed my legs and began to read it with relish.

"Dadada, dadada." Mother's footsteps came from the corridor.

"What should I do? What should I do? " I am anxious, and my heart is alive and kicking like a rabbit. Suddenly, I used my quick wits and came up with a good idea. I stuffed the book directly into my down jacket and pretended to write it in my exercise book. "Oh, it's too cold. I have to endure it in order not to be found by my mother."

My mother left safely as soon as she came in and saw me doing my homework.

There is still a lot of homework, and I really can't stand it. I can only give up what I love helplessly. Write, write, it's getting late, so I'll write.

Friends, have you ever tasted stealing?

Since my good friend Pei Zihang lent me my favorite book "Dad" and put it in my pocket, I have been immersed in the book every day, and some interesting stories will happen when reading.

One night, after a bath, I lay quietly in bed and looked at my father's time magic watch in my pocket. My mother told me to go to bed and turn off the lights at once while watching the best footage. Lying in bed, I can't sleep, and my mind has been thinking about how Yang Ge will stop the "monkey" from destroying the world and making everyone very old. Suddenly, I had a ghost idea.

I sneaked out of bed and opened my schoolbag. Only then did I understand that a thief must have a kind heart. Otherwise, who can stand this crazy jump every day? At this time, a falling needle can frighten me to death. I took a book and a small desk lamp, hiding under the covers and reading secretly. One page, two pages and three pages. I am very happy and afraid of the taste of stealing food. I forgot the time. After reading it, I went down to put the book down and found it was dawn. I secretly looked at the time and found it was past 5 o'clock. I immediately went back to bed to sleep.

I was listless all day that day and felt terrible. I will never steal books again.

I remember reading a lot when I was a child.

Once, I finished all my homework early. So I said to my mother, "Mom, I went to see the composition book my sister gave me." Mother said seriously: "What composition book to read! Have you read all the books about Chinese, maths and English? It is necessary to understand all the contents of the text, read it well, and then read the extracurricular books. " I said gloomily, "Oh, I see." So I moved all my Chinese, math and English books to the bed, and I also moved my favorite composition book. Then close the curtains. I quickly opened my composition book and looked at it hungrily. When I read some happy compositions, I will be happy. When I read some touching compositions, I will also have tears in my eyes ... I feel as if I have walked into a book and immersed myself in the ocean of books. Suddenly, I heard soft footsteps, so I quickly hid my composition book under my pillow and blocked it with my body. My mother came over and saw all the study books next to me. She said happily, "Well, my daughter is really obedient." At that time, my heart was beating fast and I felt a little scared. After my mother left, I took out my composition book with peace of mind and continued to watch greedily.

Alas! It's terrible to steal a look!

Stealing composition 8 stealing? Stealing, reading? This can also be stolen?

"Whoops", where did the crying come from? It turned out to be my home, and I was in tears with sadness. Did mom and dad hit me? No, it's not. My mother took away my beloved dream of the Wolf King.

I'll get my mother back. Unexpectedly, my kindness brought me bad news. I was scolded by my mother: "When do you think? It's half past eleven. do you want to see it ? If you want beauty, don't give it! " I wanted to grab it directly, and my mother became angry from embarrassment, so I had to go back to my room to find a way. Lie in bed, frowning, give yourself advice and see what tricks you can use. All of a sudden, I seem to have been chopped, and I know what to do!

What should we do?

Move it.

I waited until twelve o'clock, watching my mother fall asleep and fell asleep. I saw my beloved "precious book" lying on the table. I took off my shoes and walked casually to the table. Suddenly I feel like a thief and have committed countless cases. These little things are really a piece of cake and can be easily done! I got the "Collection". I really used my quick wits!

In the dead of night

I read this book under the covers with a flashlight and was fascinated by it. I lost track of time, one minute, ten minutes, one hour, three hours. It was dawn before I knew it, and my mother wanted to wake me up. She found me reading under the covers, so she cooked me a bamboo shoot fried meat.

flashlight

It was this evening that I tasted the taste of "I can stay awake for a day without eating rice and reading a book".

This is the first time for me to steal a look, and it is also my first sleepless night!

One Sunday, my mother got up early in the morning. First the tap water in the kitchen is ringing, and then the broom is washing. According to the law, it's my turn next, and I can't help but get nervous. Sure enough, my mother came to me and urged me to get up. Language is not polite at all. Alas, when will this obsessive-compulsive disorder be cured?

I got up bleary-eyed, washed my face, and there were Chinese and math on the table. These two inseparable friends, I don't want to play with you. I want to read the comic book I just bought yesterday, but I'm afraid my mother will scold me. Haha, I finally figured out a way. Put the comic book in the math book, my mother won't find it, I read it with relish.

I don't know how long it took, but there were familiar footsteps outside. I immediately put the comic book behind the math book. Mom walked around the house but couldn't find it. I proudly said to myself, "I am reading." I'm thirsty. Go and get me a glass of water. " Mother walked out of the door as if she didn't notice at all.

I think it's a good time to put comic books in the bookcase before they are discovered. I didn't know my mother was staring at my every move outside the door, and I still had the comic book. My mother broke into the house and said, "You are really a wolf in sheep's clothing." What happened next was that I cried to tell you that my ear had become a "faucet".

I didn't like reading at all when I was a child, but under the guidance of my mother, I was addicted to reading, and the process of reading became out of control.

I liked reading popular science books when I was a child, but my father always wanted to make me an excellent "writer". In this way, our "war" began.

Once, I was absorbed in reading a picture book of the seven planets, and my father found it.

"pa!" Dad struck the table hard.

"Read some useless books!" Dad shouted.

I looked at my father's wronged face, and my heart thumped. I barely squeezed out a few tears in my eyes, so my father had to apologize to me.

Another time, I ventured into my father's room, quietly took out a literary novel, and then flew back to the room, locked the door, closed the window and closed the curtains. Gently pick up the cover of my father's book and rip it off, then carefully stick it on my picture book, and then tear off several stories in the novel and nail them on the picture book to imitate the thickness of the book to avoid my father's inspection.

One day, two days ... one month, two months.

I thought I had successfully escaped from my father's clutches. When I was ready to open the book ...

"Zhang Yiwen! Do you think I'm stupid? " A terrible voice came from that dark room …

Although I was beaten by my father, I still said to myself in my heart: I will never give up! I will accompany this war to the end!

Before stealing 1 1, I had a bad habit-I didn't like reading useful extracurricular books. My parents earnestly told me to read extra-curricular books, but I firmly answered "no" Seeing that I don't like reading, my parents were very anxious, so they recommended the article "Reading Secretly" to me, which made me like reading.

I carefully read The Story of Stealing Reading, and I found that this article is mainly about a girl named Lin, who sneaked into a bookstore to read her favorite extracurricular books because her family was too poor when she was a child. Afraid of being discovered by the bookstore owner, she ran to a crowded place and sometimes hid next to an adult, as if she were the little daughter or sister of that adult, so that she would not be suspected by the bookstore owner. If it rains heavily outside the bookstore while she is reading, she will think: it rains even harder! . Because she thinks the bookstore owner will not be unsympathetic and kick me out in rainy days! Lin watched, and suddenly, the fluorescent lamp in the bookstore suddenly lit up, and then she found herself standing here reading for more than two hours. Reluctantly, she put the book back in the bookstore and walked out.

Lin, the author of this article, secretly reads for reading, which makes me deeply feel how important reading is!

In the article, "the fluorescent lamp in the bookstore suddenly turned on, and I realized that I had been standing here reading for more than two hours." In this sentence, I realized that the author's serious reading state has been completely integrated into the book. If it were me, I would feel tired after watching it for an hour. Remember, you grew up by eating and reading, which tells me that we grew up by eating, but also by spiritual strength.

I want to thank the author of this article. She made me fall in love with reading and let me know the true meaning of reading.

Stealing composition 12 "Dudu, stop reading and go to sleep." Dad urged me. "Oh." Reluctantly, I put down my book and went to bed.

Lying in bed, I couldn't sleep, so I thought, "If only I could read during the day, I would have time to read the whole book at once." Suddenly, I remembered that there were several flashlights at home and two in my room. I quickly took out my flashlight, quietly closed the door, hid in the quilt, turned on the flashlight, opened the book, one page, two pages, and I read it greedily like a hungry wolf. I am very happy and afraid of the smell of stealing.

Unconsciously, it was late at night, but I still couldn't help reading the book page by page. "Knock, knock, knock", I heard hurried footsteps. I knew my parents had come to check. I quickly hid the book under the pillow, put the flashlight in the corner of the bed and pretended to be fast asleep. Dad opened the door, went in and looked at me again and again, but found nothing. He sat at my desk and didn't know what he was doing. However, this did not dampen my enthusiasm for reading. After father left, I studied my lovely book again. When I saw "a few days later, our party occupied Taierzhuang", my heart was filled with blood; When I hear the rumble of our party's base being bombed by the enemy, my heart will ache faintly; When I heard Chairman Mao's inaugural speech, I was proud of my motherland. ...

I read it with relish, but my eyelids were fighting, so I had to put down my beloved book and sleep until dawn. ...

I am a "little book fan". I like reading whenever I have time, so I have become good friends with books.

Once at dinner, I read an interesting book, Animal World. This book is so fascinating that I may be unable to put it down after reading it. I'm holding chopsticks in my right hand and staring at the book with watery eyes. When my mother came out to see me like this, she shouted angrily, "If you don't eat well, I'll hit you."

Although I heard my mother's orders, I was still reading quietly. My mother saw that I was not concentrating on eating again, and immediately came over and took the book from me. I am in a hurry. I pushed my right hand and swept my left hand. I finally got the book back and began to concentrate on reading again.

My mother warned me again: "If you don't eat, I'll take the bowl to wash." I pretended not to hear and continued reading there. My mother got angry and took my book away with her strong palm.

I said, "reading makes me happy and will also increase my knowledge." Why should I rob my book? "

My mother reminded me once again: "You can't read while eating, it will affect digestion."

Later, I learned that although the book is very good-looking, good health is also very important. It seems that I will eat carefully first, and then read after dinner.

/kloc-The first lesson of Chinese in the first volume of Grade 0/4 is "Reading Secretly" written by Lin.

This article says that she frequents bookstores, but never buys books, so she tries her best to hide herself. Hide in a crowd or stick to a big shot. It was not until the restaurant smelled of food and the fluorescent lamp in the bookstore lit up that she reluctantly left. Sometimes I go to several bookstores to finish reading a book. Her strong thirst for knowledge and reading is really touching.

The sentence that impressed me the most in the article is: "Remember, you grew up by eating!" Think about it carefully, this sentence has a deep meaning. The teacher told us that food nourishes the body and books nourishes the soul. For us, books are as important as food, because books are our food, which can increase our knowledge and enrich our spiritual food.

Now, although we can read all the time, some students don't like reading very much. Think about how difficult it was for an author to read a book in the past. We should cherish the hard-won reading opportunities now. Gorky once said: Books are the ladder of human progress. Du Fu also said: "Reading is like breaking ten thousand volumes, and writing is like being divine." Reading can not only broaden our knowledge, but also improve our writing level.

Let's form a good habit of loving reading and stay with good books for life!

When I came home from school, I just wanted to pull my sister to play for a while, and my parents said, "Go do your homework!" " "Sound waves were swept into the study. I had to pick up a pen, grab a notebook and start doing my homework.

"shout! Mom and Dad are finally gone. " I quickly put down my pen gently, crept away from my seat, picked up a book and returned to my seat. Suddenly, I felt a little uneasy, so I gently leaned out and looked around. There is no one around. "Safe!" I quickly opened the book and read it with relish.

In the kingdom of books, there are no boring homework and boring exercises, only interesting and profound stories. One page, two pages, I read ten lines at a glance. There is a great intention of not asking for a solution. Just then, a burst of footsteps came. I quickly put the book into the hole in my desk and began to pretend to do my homework. I must have been in a hurry and didn't hide the book. "I read after I finished my homework, you know?" After that, my mother confiscated the book.

In the evening, after I said good night to my parents, I was going to turn off the lights and go to bed. But that "disgusting" book has been tempting me at my bedside. Finally, I couldn't help but pick up the book again, turn on the desk lamp and read eagerly. I wandered in the kingdom of books, unable to extricate myself, so that my father stood in front of my bed and didn't find it. Dad took my book. "I said, why is this light on? I will watch it tomorrow and sleep today! " "

After dad left, I turned on the fluorescent lamp of the alarm clock and secretly read the book again. Although the light is extremely weak, you can still see it when you take a careful photo. Suddenly, the street lamp outside the window went out, and then I realized that I had studied for more than an hour. In order to study the next day, I had to close my book and go to bed.

Whenever this time, I will think of a famous saying: you can stay awake for a day without eating rice, and you can stay awake for a day without reading!