Steal 500 words from the composition.

In normal study, work or life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with composition. The composition must focus on the theme and elaborate on the same theme. No rambling, lax theme or even no theme. I believe many friends are very upset about writing a composition. This is my 500-word composition. Welcome to read the collection.

Menstruation bought me some books-Laughing Cat Diary Series. Because there is no time during the day, after finishing my homework at night, my mother wants me to go to bed early and get up early. So, I had to steal notes with my careful planning.

At night, as soon as my mother went to bed, I secretly took out the flashlight I had already prepared and put it under my pillow. Then I tiptoed to the bookcase, carefully opened the bookcase and took out the Diary of a Laughing Cat. I was afraid of making noise, and slipped back to bed quietly, imagining all kinds of possibilities: What if my mother A suddenly attacked? Hide the book under the pillow. When did you go to bed? You can watch it as long as you want. What should I do if I leave late tomorrow? Oh ... forget it, I don't want to, lie on the bed, cover the quilt, turn on the flashlight, and I began to secretly read books excitedly.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, I heard a voice from my mother's room. Mother listened carefully, turned over and got out of bed. I immediately put the book away with my right hand, pushed it to the pillow, turned off the flashlight with my left hand, stuffed it into the pillow, stuck my head out of the bed, closed my eyes and took a nap. I just finished these. Mother came in, gently covered me with a quilt, touched my head and said to herself, why are you sweating? Not hot. Hearing the sound of my mother drinking water in the kitchen, I took a long breath and touched my beating heart, feeling lucky. I was hung up. In my thoughts, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and I fell asleep slowly.

The next morning, I clearly heard the alarm clock ringing and ringing, but my eyelids just couldn't open until my mother shouted in my ear, "lazy pig, you will be late if you don't get up!" " "Well, I still can't steal to see. Tomorrow, we will arrange our time scientifically and read well during the day.

As for me, my greatest hobby in my life is reading. I played 300 rounds with my parents in order to study. Today, I want to talk about my cheat sheet.

That was a long time ago (well, a few days ago). Because at the end of the term, my parents "helped" my favorite book into eighteen layers of hell, which made me miserable!

The desire to read in my mind is getting stronger and stronger, which reminds me of "stealing".

My parents should guard against death. I want to break through this obstacle, which is a problem. Suddenly, I have a plan, hee hee, let's do it!

Under the guise of going to the toilet, I managed to sneak into my exclusive bookcase. Fortunately, the books here survived. I took out a small story book that was easy to hide and carry, stuffed it in my stomach, covered my clothes and looked in the mirror. Hey, great! But what if this falls? I had a brainwave, took off my coat and made a big "X" with two sleeves at the risk of catching a cold. This "X" is like a belt, which firmly fastens the book on my stomach.

Everything is ready, I went downstairs carefully, broke into the basement when my parents were not looking, and pretended to shout to my parents, "I'm doing my homework, don't bother me!" " "

After that, I opened the book, the source of life that had been covered by hot air, and gave it a kiss, so I was immersed in the colorful stories of exquisite paintings and beautiful words.

"Chen Yuxin! Didn't you say you were doing your homework Why do you study? " Suddenly, there was a deafening roar in my ear. I was trembling with fear and the book in my hand fell to the ground with a click. I looked at my mother, turned around, went upstairs and ran away from home.

"Chen Yuxin! You stop! " Oh, stop it. I should hide from mom. "Stop."

Stealing 500 words and 3 books can help me learn knowledge; Books let me accumulate famous sayings; Books can also benefit me a lot Books are my friends, and I can't live without them.

"Herne, I have told you at least a thousand times, go to sleep quickly, or don't sleep. Tomorrow, you will never see the fairy tale king again!" This annoying voice is ringing in my ear again. As soon as I heard this sentence, I immediately retorted, "You didn't even say it ten times. Besides, can't you see I'm reading the whole book! " I said so, but I didn't want to. what can I do? My mother gave me a death order, so I had to reluctantly put down my book and walk back to my room.

Lying in bed, tossing and turning, can't sleep. My mind is full of scenes from books. Can rabbits help foxes deliver things? Is the fox really reliable? The king of this story attracts me like a magnet, and I can't resist its temptation. Suddenly, an uneasy thought crossed my mind.

When I walked out of the room and saw my parents downstairs, I could feel at ease. I crept into the living room, aimed at the target, swished out the book and ran back to the room at lightning speed. The whole process takes less than a minute. If I run at this speed, I think I must be the first.

Finally, while my parents were asleep, I quickly took the book out of my pillow and picked up the Minions desk lamp. I read like a hungry wolf. In the book, I helped the fox lead the rabbit and talked over tea, as if I were its good partner.

"Reading thousands of books and Walking Wan Li Road", the book is like a tour guide, leading me around the world; Books, like teachers, teach me wisdom and truth.

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!

Steal the composition 500 words 5 "Swallow! Come and take a nap! " As soon as my father's "imperial edict" arrived, I had to reluctantly put down my book, ran into the room and had a "sound sleep" on the bed.

Then dad went to bed, too. After a long time, I gave him a gentle push, and there was no response! Yeah! Dad finally fell asleep!

I crept out of the room, flashed into the study, stood on tiptoe, and barely reached the bookshelf. In the rows of colorful books, my eyes looked eagerly for it, but I couldn't find it. Look again from the beginning. Ah! Here, I finally found it! I collapsed in my chair and read with relish. I am very happy and scared-the taste of stealing. I read slowly, and it takes more than ten minutes to read a page. If I encounter something particularly wonderful, I will read it several times and then copy it carefully in my notebook. When I copy, I copy it word for word with the most beautiful words I can write.

I'm afraid of being found out by my father. Whenever I hear footsteps, I will bounce off my chair with a carp, hide my book behind my computer, and then flash into WC. In this way, if my father finds that I suddenly "disappeared", I can say that I am in the bathroom. Hee hee, I'm really "dodging three caves".

Well, when my father's familiar footsteps sounded, I went into the bathroom as usual. I'm so happy, although it's just a normal pace of life.

500 words of "Stealing Notes" read by Lin. That kind of happiness, that kind of fear, reminds me of the time when I liked to see Charles IX. At that time, my parents thought Charles IX was not classic, and they opposed me to read it, and the teacher didn't recommend it, so I had to steal it.

Steal from a drawer

My mother was watching TV in my room when I came home from school that day. I did my homework outside and finished it in a short time. I immediately thought of my reading homework and thought: My Charles IX has a bright future. I don't want to read the books my teacher asked me to read, but I must try to avoid my mother's eyes and read the books I want to read-Charles IX. Got it! I first picked up the Greek Myth and spread it on the table, and then put Charles IX in the drawer under the desk to open it, so that when my mother comes out, I just have to close the drawer and pretend to read the books they let me read with relish, so I can fool my mother. ...

Steal under the quilt

I remember another time, it was already 9: 30 in the evening, and my parents told me to sleep and go back to my room by myself, haha! Here's my chance. I want to know whether Duoduo Mo will really be killed by the demon Jason or rescued by her little friend. How I look forward to it! I secretly brought the flashlight and Charles IX to my bunk bed, hiding under the covers and watching with relish. I feel the bed is hot, but I can't let the light come out. I can only cover the quilt tightly, feeling a little breathless, and my ears have to listen from time to time. As soon as there is any movement, I'll turn off the flashlight, hide the book under the pillow and start pretending to sleep. If I find no one, I will continue reading. ...

Stealing drawers, happiness, fear. Reading in bed, sultry and nervous. But because I like books, it's worth it to be bitter and tired again. I will continue to steal things.

As soon as I stepped into the house after school, my mother's nagging voice rang in my ear: "How was school today?" Is there much homework? Write quickly! "Then he drove me into the study. With a bang, the door of the study closed behind my mother. I picked up a pen and began to do my homework: "Thirty, forty ............................................................................................................................................................ "I want to have a rest, such as watching TV and reading books. These are all things I like to do. But it's impossible. If I ask my mother, I will be scolded.

what can I do? I "!" The idea of "stealing" suddenly popped into my mind. So, I secretly took a Laughing Cat Diary, covered it with an English book, and read it with relish. I was fascinated when my mother suddenly appeared in front of me. I looked up at her. I saw mom's upper and lower lips moving all the time. At first, my mind went blank, my ears seemed to be out of order, and I couldn't hear anything. So I was deadlocked for about a minute or two. "How did I write three words?" Are you too slow? "Mother said in an inquiring tone." I ... I reviewed before ... I did my homework. "I stammered. My mother gave me a look and turned and walked out of the room.

No sooner had my mother left the house than I panted, Hey, I finally got away! But I dare not indulge any more. So, I finished my homework quickly. But this has happened more than once. But once, my mother finally couldn't bear it anymore and severely criticized me. I'm real. Every time I "steal" my mother, I know.

Although this is a bad habit, I can't seem to get rid of it. In order to study, I have experienced ups and downs.

Stealing a 500-word composition is my happiest thing, and it is the time to steal it before going to bed at night.

I read books with kindle, which is an e-book. My mother always thinks that reading with it will hurt my eyes, but I still can't control my desire to read.

That night, my mother still said the daily sentence to me: "Go to bed early, or I won't get up tomorrow." Although I heard it, I was already stealing the plan. My mother snapped out the light, so I immediately got up and jumped up, picked up my kindle and hid under the covers. I'll wait for the sound of running water. That's mom taking a bath. I can safely turn on my kindle. I gently entered the password with my fingertips and looked up to see if there was any accident.

At this time, I found that I had read all the books on the kindle. I went into the store and bought a special girl, Shahara. No sooner had I paid the money than I felt something was wrong. I saw the pattern of "WIFI" and remembered that my kindle was connected with my father's computer mailbox.

"alas! No matter, read it first. " I muttered to myself, and then read it with relish.

The sound of water suddenly stopped, so I quickly put the kindle back in place and turned on my "pack sleep". As soon as my mother came into my room, I began to snore. I almost laughed, but fortunately I covered my mouth with a quilt. When the footsteps are light, I am relieved and continue to steal.

Suddenly, I heard my father say to my mother, "Now, what is Yan doing? At ten o'clock just now, she seems to have bought a book. " I just think it's over. I'm about to be discovered. I want to put the kindle back, but my mother is already by the bed, so I have to take it out reluctantly.

Although the theft failed this time, I will still steal it often. Shh! I'm going to steal it

Stealing 500-word composition 9 As the grade rises higher and higher, there will be less and less spare time, which means that I, a bookworm, will have less and less time to study. This can make me a bookworm. What should I do? My mind flitted through the fifth grade text-reading secretly. I can "steal" it like Lin. My head was running at full speed and I finally came up with a few "stealing rice".

Stealing pictures: crossing the sea from the sky

I picked up a book, sneaked into the toilet like a rabbit, locked the door and read in the name of the toilet. It was absolutely foolproof. It's a pity that I'm a nerd who gets drunk at first sight. I flew freely in the book, but I forgot the time. By the time I did it again, my mother had been hiding in the toilet and gave me a "notebook" to catch stolen goods.

Stealing the second plan: selling dog meat by hanging sheep's head

I put the extracurricular books under the main class. As soon as my mother came, I began to "write far" My mother exulted and walked away. I immediately changed my textbooks into extra-curricular books with the hand speed of "changing books in 10", and listened to what was going on outside with two "ears" in turn. However, this is impossible to stop. My mother killed a comeback and I was "caught" again.

Three tips for stealing: burning the midnight oil

At night, there was silence, only a few insects accompanied. For a bookworm, this is really a good time to steal books. While my parents were asleep, I took out a small flashlight and read according to a book prepared in advance. The story in this book is full of twists and turns. I am happy for the protagonist, but also worried about him, as if being sucked into the book. I forgot the time. My mother comes to inspect the post every night. ...

Although these plots to steal books have been caught, I will not give up my love for books easily. I will improve my methods on the basis of completing my study tasks, and take time out to hand them over to extra-curricular books.

Steal 500 words of composition, 10! Today, the god of electricity and I separated, which is really boring! However, I was still worried about the failure of stealing last time. In addition, there seems to be a smell of "Jiang Lang's talents are exhausted" recently, so I'm going to supplement "nutrition"!

My mother went to my cousin's house to play in the morning, and I took the opportunity to watch the Romance of the Three Kingdoms in bed. But a minute later, my mother came back, probably for a surprise inspection. I quickly hid the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, jumped out of bed, went to my desk, grabbed a pen and pretended to do my homework.

After my mother left, I put down my pen again, threw myself on the bed and took out my book, just about to add "nutrition". My mother is back. I put it back and my mother came in. Seeing that I didn't do my homework, I asked, "Why don't you do your homework?" Have a rest and do your homework later. Mom was fooled by me.

I can finally read! I was deeply impressed by several paragraphs in Romance of the Three Kingdoms. The debate scene in Lu Zi's theory makes me feel that Zhuge Liang's eloquence thinking is excellent, and Sun Quan's counselor Zhang Zhao and others are also smart people.

From the eighties to the nineties, I learned the wisdom and wisdom of Wolong. Meng Huo was captured seven times and finally vowed not to fight back. However, the disaster of national destruction was caused by his wrong leadership of the people against Zhu Gekongming, but I admire the rattan armour worn by his 30,000 rattan armour army. Finally, the power of primitive mines made me admire the wisdom of Kong Ming again.

This time, I not only learned "nutrition", but also added some love to The Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

500 words 1 1 "Don't read idle books this afternoon, give me sleep for three hours!" My mother's merciless orders rang again in my room. My mother won't let me read for two reasons: first, my eyes are bad, and my mother wants me to use them less; Second, mom is very tired, so she can have a good sleep. Helpless, I had to lie on the bed and pretend to sleep.

I stretched and tossed, but I couldn't sleep. Suddenly, I had an epiphany and came up with a wonderful plan: why not read some idle books while my mother was sleeping? But at this time, another voice popped up in my heart: I can't read idle books, I want to listen to my mother! These two voices, like little demons and angels, make me feel at a loss. In the end, "evil" prevailed over reason. I am determined to steal!

I was about to get up when I suddenly found my mother blinking. Alas, the plan didn't change quickly, so I immediately continued to lie in bed and pretend to sleep like a deflated balloon.

How to tell if mom is sleeping? After a while, I came up with a wonderful plan. "Cough, cough" I coughed twice and shouted "Mom." Seeing that he didn't respond, I quickly propped myself up and climbed out a book from the bookcase. "Cha", not good! The noise of the bookshelf at the moment of painting scared me to bend down quickly. But my mother didn't open her eyes as I thought, so I was relieved. So I hurried to my desk and started a happy reading journey.

At this time, I am like an explorer, advancing in the mountain of books, and sometimes I am like a boat swimming in the sea of books. I am very happy, but I am also afraid of this "stealing" taste!

I looked at my watch for a long time. For almost three hours, I gently put the book back in the bookcase and tiptoed back to bed.

Soon, the alarm that rang on time woke up my mother. She looked at the empty table, then at me who also pretended to have just woken up, and smiled with satisfaction: "Well, good performance today!" " "yes! Get away with it!

This is my first time to "steal"!

When I came home from school, I didn't put down my schoolbag, rushed into the bathroom, lay on the ground and groped under the cupboard. When I got up, I had an extra Harry Potter book in my hand, just like magic. I patted the dust on the book, secretly glad that my mother didn't find my hidden "baby".

You must be curious, why should I hide the book?

I have always loved reading, but recently, because of my poor eyesight, my mother only let me read for half an hour every day. How can this be enough? So, I staged my "reading secretly" at home. I

I sat on the toilet and quickly opened Harry Potter, one page, two pages … I read it greedily like a hungry wolf, as if I had entered a colorful and exciting magical world. I took a wand and rode a broom to fight Voldemort with Harry Potter. At the moment, I am very happy and afraid-the taste of stealing!

Time passed quickly. Just as Harry Potter and I were about to knock Voldemort to the ground, I heard my mother shout, "Happy, are you finished?" Did you leave it in the toilet? "I was so excited that I said," Hermione, it will be all right in a minute. Say the spell! "ah! How I betrayed myself! I quickly covered my mouth. Unexpectedly, my mother twisted the door and went straight to me, grabbing the book. Finally, I was yelled out of the bathroom by my mother's "Lion Roar".

After finishing my homework and washing in the evening, I began to implement my second "stealing reading" plan. I put Harry Potter on the washstand and watched it while brushing. Looking at it, the toothbrush in my hand turned into a wand, with toothpaste foam in my mouth and incantations in my mouth.

"Joey, can you hurry up?" With another roar from my mother, a mouthful of toothpaste in my mouth "thumped-"suddenly fell down. But I still don't want to put the book down. I gargled and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if I had swallowed all my wisdom.

Reading can calm my restless heart. Reading is enough to make me happy, knowledgeable and talented. Although my mother won't let me juggle, I still hope I can spend all my time studying. This will make my stealing more and more interesting!

At dinner, my mother handed me a set of complete works of Sherlock Holmes that I had been waiting for a long time. I immediately danced with joy, because I am a big fan of Sherlock Holmes. I picked up chopsticks, scraped the rice into my mouth three times, five times and two times, ate a mouthful of soup packets, picked up the book and flew to the study. I can't wait to turn on the desk lamp and read it with relish.

How time flies. "Son, it's already half past nine. Go to sleep! " My mother's death call came from me. I suddenly collapsed and wanted to cheat. Looking back, I saw my mother's hands rested on her hips, her eyebrows bent into an inverted figure, her mouth bent into an arch bridge, and her eyes shot a series of creepy "killing" eyes. She was a man-eating monster. Forced by my mother's arrogance, I had to "surrender" and watch my beloved book leave me.

Lying in bed, the blue sky is full of happy, twinkling stars, but I can't sleep for a long time, looking at the ceiling, slowly, it seems to become Sherlock Holmes, tempting me to swim in the ocean of books. An idea flashed through my mind: "I can peek while my mother is asleep!" " "

I immediately sat up, dressed and crept to my mother's bedroom. Hey, my mother was playing Snoring March. Like a thief, I creaked open the bookcase from the "second brother" who was sleeping with a hungry stomach and grabbed Sherlock Holmes. Aha, I got the book! I am secretly happy.

Back to the bedroom and came to the desk, I turned on the lamp and sat down gently. I just feel that the plot of the novel is like a fragrance, which has brought me into another world. What intellectual murder, chamber theft ... the crime scene is right in front of me. I had a thought and debate with Holmes. Strange cases flooded into my mind like a flood, and I only felt that my stupid head was flexible and immersed in the world of books.

Later, I only remember that I was really sleepy, put the book back, put out the light and fell asleep. When I woke up the next morning, I remembered the "stealing reading" last night, and there was a smile on my lips.

Tonight, I will continue my "theft".

500 words stealing composition 14 I was deeply helpless in the face of a pile of summer homework during the summer vacation. It has always been a torment for me to be forced to stay in my room and do my summer homework hard every day. As a last resort, I started stealing books in primary school.

It shows many details that can't be ignored in my mind. I began to choose the books on the shelf. First of all, the book should be big and can be used as a cushion for the test paper, so as to minimize the time for collecting books and reduce the chance of being found. Secondly, the book should be thinner. Cushioning is easy to arouse suspicion and expose motivation. Finally, choose some other books as the cover, so that stealing books is not easy to be found. So, I took out a book about the task of introducing Chinese and foreign pearls in the summer vacation and read it. I couldn't help burying my head in a book, and my vigilance gradually relaxed. Suddenly, the door opened, and I covered the book like lightning, picked up the pen and pretended to solve the reading problems on the test paper calmly. My mother came over and glanced at me, warning me to concentrate on my homework and write faster to improve efficiency. The question won't be written at the end. I nodded and did my homework guiltily, waiting for my mother to leave. Finally, my mother went out and took the room away. I said heavily, secretly called it bad, and began to improve further.

I quickly changed a book and wrote a lot of homework for fear that my mother would get suspicious when she saw that I hadn't moved a word. Then, I changed a book and put it on the nearest grid. There were many miscellaneous books under it, which were not so conspicuous. Slow down your breath and listen carefully to the sounds around you. Soon I heard footsteps coming to the room, quietly put down the book, picked up the pen and wrote an English composition.

After stealing books again and again, I began to be complacent and relaxed my vigilance. Finally, one day I was caught by my parents and started a class-long political education. It was not until I repeatedly stressed that I would not do it again that I was spared.

But I was still unwilling to steal, and I was found again and again. After a summer vacation, I gained a lot and my myopia deepened. Well, this is my experience of stealing books.

Steal 500-word composition 15. Oh, I'm going to sleep again. I haven't finished reading my book yet! Dad looked at me who ignored him several times and began to get angry. I reluctantly went into the bedroom to "sleep".

Great! All the lights outside are out! I suddenly lifted the quilt, opened my watch, pulled out a new "Cat Warrior" from the quilt, lit it with my watch, and read it with relish. A book is like a piece of bread and a glass of water, and I, a hungry person, am extremely eager to absorb its nutrition. Haha, dad certainly didn't expect me to steal things in this way!

"bang!" What's that noise? Psst, it's over. Dad must have come to see me sleep! No, this book will be confiscated in case it is found. I took a deep breath, bent down in lightning speed, slid down the book, quickly retracted my body, covered the quilt, and fell asleep. Why hasn't dad come in yet? It's been a long time. I bent down to get my book back and continue reading. At this moment, I saw a plastic bowl fall to the ground. Hehe, I broke the bowl in an hour. What a false alarm! I took the book back and continued to concentrate on reading.

The more I read, the more carefully I read. At this time, I have been completely integrated into the book, as if I were a member of it. I seem to be in the mirror, hunting and guarding the border. I know the joys and sorrows of the characters in the book like the back of my hand, and I understand the details in the book more thoroughly.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the eyelids are already fighting. Reluctantly, I put the book back in the study, and I was sore all over. Hey! Reading secretly is great, but it affects rest. Next, I will get rid of this bad habit!