Wow, "beautiful"! There was a sigh from dad's study. What's going on here? Then listen to me. Go on.

The book is my closest "friend", but I had to say goodbye to my "friend" at the end of last semester. Because my study task was too heavy, my mother wouldn't let me read idle books, but it attracted me like a magnet, so I had to read and write secretly. I still can't forget that experience.

I remember it was a sunny Sunday, and my parents were on a business trip, leaving me alone at home. What should I do? I naturally said to myself, "Ah, then read books", but my parents wouldn't let me read leisure books. What should I do? It seems that I can only implement my carefully formulated reading plan-reading behind closed doors. I walked to the door of the study, walked in quickly, closed the door, and it was over. I am finally relieved. I looked up at me, wow, dad's study is really full of books! A * * * is filled with nine bookshelves, and the contents of these books are very rich. Some of them talked about Confucius' sensitivity and eagerness to learn, while others talked about Peter. Pan's story; There are stories about the history of world science. What a good history book! I chose one of my favorite books, The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, and read it with relish. Time flies, ten minutes have passed, and twenty minutes have passed. I was completely absorbed by the contents of the book. The more I read it, the more fascinated I became. Gradually, I forgot everything like nobody's business. Suddenly, the door opened and my mother came back. She went straight to the study, but I didn't notice anything. "Son, you don't do your homework, read casual books!" Surprised, I quickly closed the book and threw it back into the drawer in lightning speed. My mother's face changed color. I know a storm is coming. My mother glared at me and shouted, "Do your homework at once!" From my mother's words on the floor, I clearly know that my mother's words are irrefutable, so I have to bury myself in my homework in frustration …

I can still hear my mother's nagging in my ears, but my heart is still immersed in the book. I am so happy. This is really a storm of theft!