In study, work, and life, everyone is familiar with composition. With the help of composition, you can vent your emotions and regulate your mood. How to write an essay to avoid making mistakes? The following are the excellent essays on eavesdropping that I have collected for everyone. They are for reference only. I hope they can help you. Excellent Essay on Secret Reading 1

If books are wealth, then I am a "money lover". For me, books are like my friends. Because of them, my life will not become boring. Therefore, whenever I want to read, I will do whatever it takes to read. Look:

"Yangyang, you don't even look, what time is it? Huh? If you want to sleep, take a shower quickly!" I smelled the smell of gunpowder in my mother's words. I couldn't stay here for a long time, so I quickly went to sleep.

After my mother fell asleep, I quietly took out the book and flashlight that I had hidden first, covered myself with a heavy quilt, turned on the light, and immersed myself in "reading hard." From time to time I put my head out of bed and looked around, worried that my mother would suddenly appear from somewhere.

Suddenly, there was a "chirp" sound, which scared me into a cold sweat, and I quickly turned off the flashlight. Throw the book into the bed and pretend to sleep. After a long time, I saw no one, and then I started reading with confidence.

However, the Skynet was very careful and careful, and I was still discovered by my mother. Of course, a scolding is inevitable!

But I still love reading books! Excellent Essay on Secret Reading 2

Gorky once said, "Books are the ladder of human progress." This famous saying brought me great feelings.

Once, I was reading "Dream of the Wolf King" written by Shen Shixi at night, but time passed quickly, and my mother called me to go to bed after a while. I was very reluctant, so I begged my mother to let me go to bed. I watched it for ten minutes. But ten minutes passed quickly, and my mother came to call me to go to bed again, so I had to put down the book and go to bed.

But I really couldn’t sleep, and I had a new plan in my head. I decided to secretly hide under the quilt and read a book with a flashlight.

The plan started. I saw through the crack of the door that my mother was watching TV and my father was taking a shower. Okay, great, now I can carry out the plan with peace of mind. I quietly walked to the living room, opened the cabinet, and took out the flashlight. When my father saw it, he shouted, "What are you doing? It's so late and you're not sleeping yet?" I was startled and said, "I found a football. So I put him back." Dad said oh and didn't care so much.

At this time, I took the flashlight back to the room. When I got back to the room, I breathed a sigh of relief. I took the flashlight to the bed and started reading.

After a while, my father came in, and I took out a piece of paper and pretended to pick something up. Dad asked me what I was doing? I replied that I was picking up something. Dad saw me holding a piece of paper and didn't pay attention.

Dad is gone, but I am exhausted. After this experience, I felt the taste of Lin Haiyin's eavesdropping. Excellent Essay on Secret Reading 3

Although reading is good, if you choose the wrong place and time, no matter how good the book is, it will not help you, but will harm you.

Recently I fell in love with a book called "The Unsolved Mysteries of the Universe". Sure enough, I became fascinated as I read it, holding that book in my arms and reading it all day long. One day I had a math class and I could do all the questions. I felt very bored, so I put the math book up so that the math teacher wouldn’t find it. Then I looked left and right. It was great. No one noticed. What was I pretending to do? As if nothing had happened, he stood the book behind the math book and looked at it with interest. At this time, my heart was pounding wildly, as if it was going to jump out!

Just when I was fascinated by the scene, a voice called "Fan Jiaxin" pulled me from the vast "universe" to the classroom. I quickly closed the math book and answered the teacher's question. I sat down and thought: "How annoying! Why am I answering the question earlier, why can't it be someone else!" I continued to read the book, and after reading for a while, I heard heavy footsteps again, followed by clapping of hands. The sound of the table.

I looked up and the teacher said to me angrily: "I asked you to answer the question just now to warn you not to read any more extracurricular books. But you sat down and still read them. Do you know that you are not allowed to read extracurricular books in class? ?" My face turned red and I said, "I know, I won't read it next time." I won't read that book from that time on.

My mother understood and said: "It's good to like reading, but you have to distinguish the time and place, otherwise everything will be empty." I benefited a lot from my mother's words. Excellent Essay on Secret Reading 4

Tonight, I started my secret reading activity again.

When my mother went to do the laundry, I entered the "underground working state". I tiptoed out of bed, and secretly took out my beloved mini piggy flashlight and a "Collection of Stories" that my mother strictly prohibited from reading from the drawer next to the desk. After successfully completing the task, I quietly returned to the "studio", covered myself with a quilt, quickly turned on the mini piggy flashlight, opened the "Collection of Stories" to the dog-eared page, and greedily enjoyed it The joy that fairy tales bring to me.

Just when I was watching with gusto, there was a burst of footsteps outside the door. I was shocked. It turned out that my mother had finished washing clothes and was getting ready to go to bed.

I hurriedly closed the "Collection of Stories", turned off the mini piggy flashlight, and hid it under the pillow. Then he closed his eyes, snored quietly, and pretended to fall asleep.

My mother walked past my room and stuck her head out to see: I was sleeping soundly! She went back to her room to sleep.

I thought I had deceived my mother, so I took out the flashlight and book from under the pillow, and started reading again with fascination.

I didn’t expect that my mother, like “Sun Wukong”, also has “fiery eyes and golden eyes”. My flaw was immediately apparent. While I continued reading, she rushed into my room, snatched my flashlight and the book away, confiscated them, and hid them in the drawer next to my bed.

The next day, I sneaked into my mother’s bedroom? Excellent Essay on Secret Reading 5

After attending the interest class, I ran through an alley with hurried steps. , passing through the tall buildings, the familiar bookstore is in front of me again.

I couldn’t wait to walk in, looking here and there in the rows of colorful books, and finally found the book I dreamed of - "The Dream of the Wolf King". I quietly found a place to sit down and looked around for fear of being discovered by the boss. I sucked the highlights from the book like a baby.

When I saw the female wolf Zi Lan losing her three wolves, I felt sad for Zi Lan; when Zi Lan sacrificed a leg for her son’s two hairs, I felt for the greatness of his maternal love. And moved; when Zi Lan gave up her love for her boyfriend Karuru in order to fulfill the last wish of her husband Heisang, I sincerely admired her profound sense of justice!

My legs were a little numb. I looked up at the clock on the wall. It was getting late and I had to go home.

I took a breath and reluctantly closed this wonderful book. I put the book back on the shelf and walked out of the bookstore.

Looking up at the setting sun and the people hurrying on the street, I speeded up my pace home with a satisfied smile... Excellent Essay on Secret Reading 6

"Reading a good book is talking to a noble person." This is the book in Goethe's eyes. "Books are the ladder of human progress." This is the book in Gorky's eyes. The book in my eyes is a key that allows me to open the door to knowledge.

I have read many books, and my feelings are all different. "Bronze Sunflower" made me cry. In "Root Bird", did Gen Bird find the girl in his dream? I was thinking about it, and "The Adventures of the Braggadocio" made me laugh... Books are the key to unlocking the wisdom of my mind.

The study room in my home is full of books. My father sometimes won’t let me read extracurricular books, so I often run into the study room when he is not paying attention and pick out a book and immediately run to my " Secret Base” – Wardrobe.

I remember one time I was watching Water Margin with great interest in bed. Suddenly, "Mo Yang, it's almost ten o'clock, go to bed quickly, I have to go to school tomorrow." My atmosphere was broken, and I had to reluctantly agree. But while my mother went to take a bath, I couldn't help but be tempted. I picked up the book lightly and started to flip through it carefully and continued to read. I was so mesmerized that I seemed to have traveled back to that time. Just when I was watching the most exciting climax, my mother came out of the bathroom. I quickly put the book away and looked at the watch. It was already eleven o'clock and I was sleepy, so I hurriedly turned off the desk lamp and calmed down. Lie quietly in bed and sleep.

Tonight’s sneak reading was really thrilling! Excellent Essay on Secret Reading 7

One day in the fourth grade, it was an art class. But I didn’t bring any tools, so I couldn’t do any handwork in class. I could only do my own thing, so that was all I could do.

In the first half of the class, the teacher was talking about key points, and I listened with half-understanding. I can’t do it for a while anyway. As soon as the teacher finished speaking, the students immediately got busy, cutting and pasting. I was sitting bored, and suddenly I had an idea and thought of something - reading.

Beside me is the class library. I quietly reached over, looked around, and quickly pulled out a book. Fortunately, I was not discovered. The teacher was also looking at the book, so I put the book into the hole in the table and opened it to read. I was immediately fascinated. The little fish in the book seems to be right in front of you. But I also looked up at the teacher from time to time to avoid being discovered.

I feel that time passes too fast. I had just read more than ten pages when the bell rang, and I suddenly returned to the classroom. Thinking back on it, I have no idea how I spent that half hour just now. This feeling of eavesdropping is as magical as traveling through time and space.

In the future, whenever I read, I will think of this eavesdropping. Slowly, books made me happy, and I fell in love with reading. This also made me understand why Lin Haiyin said the sentence in "Secret Reading": "We grew up eating, and we also grew up reading." Because what books bring is the truth of growth. Excellent Essay on Secret Reading 8

If the book is the sky, I am a bird flying freely in the sky; if the book is the ocean, I am the fish exploring the mysteries in the deep sea; if the book is the forest , I am just a little deer running in the woods...

After I read the text "Secret Reading", I have always wanted to taste "Secret Reading". Today, I got my wish. . The day after my mother bought "The Thatched House", I saw my sister reading it with gusto. When she was changing to another book, I secretly picked up the "Thatched House" and read it eagerly, restlessly. It haunts me like a nightmare, and I can always feel a pair of monitoring eyes staring at me from behind. Sure enough, a lion's roar came from behind me: "Jialin, what are you reading before you finish your homework?" Without looking, I knew it was my sister. She is my "guardian" and her duty is to supervise me to finish my homework. Alas, this kind of "stealing" feels really uncomfortable, but in order to read my beloved book, I am willing to be a "thief" again. Once, while my sister was in the bathroom, I took out the "Thatched House" hidden under my homework book and took a peek. I read it greedily like a hungry wolf. Of course, I was also afraid of being discovered by my sister, so I continued to work on my homework until I finished it.

A book is like a delicious piece of cake, which is unforgettable after "eating" it. This is my story with books. Would you like to share your reading story? Excellent Composition 9 on Secret Reading

Today, we have just finished studying the first lesson in Chinese class, "Secret Reading". After finishing the study, I thought to myself: "Lin Hanying has the same experience of stealing reading as me." Although I read comic books, this can be considered stealing. Now let me tell you about my eavesdropping.

The thing is like this: On a sunny afternoon, my friend borrowed a very thick but very good comic to me. The comic was so good that it made me angry. Laughing loudly, the school bell rang at an inappropriate time. I reluctantly closed the book, but my mind was still lingering on the wonderful storyline.

At this time, I heard a voice in my heart saying loudly to me: "Let's watch it in class!" Another voice said firmly: "No! If the teacher finds out, you will be criticized, and your studies will be delayed!" A voice spoke again: "Just be careful. Besides, I am taking a minor course now. I can easily pass as long as I memorize a few things. What are I afraid of?" Two voices quarreled in my heart.

In the end, the desire to read overcame reason. When I entered the classroom, I secretly hid the comic book in the book. When the teacher wasn't paying attention, I quickly opened the book and read it. After reading a few pages, I closed it again. It was so uncomfortable to secretly read comics in class, and I was always worried about being discovered. When the teacher turned around, I couldn't help but secretly read a few more pages. Suddenly, I felt quiet around me, and my sixth sense told me that the situation was not good. I suddenly looked back, and I saw the teacher looking at me gloomily, with dark clouds above my head.

I have told you about my eavesdropping experience, what about yours? Excellent Essay on Secret Reading 10

One Sunday, my mother got up early in the morning. First there was the sound of running water in the kitchen, and then there was the sound of washing broom handkerchiefs. According to the rules, it will be my turn next, and I can't help but become nervous. Sure enough, my mother came to my side and urged me to get up. Her words were not polite at all. Alas, when will this obsessive-compulsive disorder get better?

I woke up sleepily, washed my face, and found Chinese and Mathematics on the table. These two inseparable friends, I don’t want to play with you anymore. I wanted to read the comic book I just bought yesterday, but I was afraid of being scolded by my mother. Haha, I finally figured out a way. Put the comic book in the math book so that my mother will not notice that I read it with "relish".

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly there were familiar footsteps outside. I immediately put the comic book behind the math book. Mom walked around the house and didn't find it. I secretly said proudly: "I am studying and I am thirsty. Go and get me a glass of water." Mom didn't seem to notice at all and walked out of the room.

I think now is a good time to put the comic book in the bookcase before it is discovered. Little did I know that my mother was watching my every move outside the door, with the comic book still in her hand, and she broke into the door and said, "You are really a wolf in sheep's clothing." I could only tell you what happened next, crying, My ears became "faucets." Excellent Essay on Secret Reading 11

Books are the ladder of human progress. Books are a necessity for us to increase our knowledge, and they are also a ladder for us to continue to make progress.

I love reading. As soon as I pick it up, I can't put it down, as if a hand is holding me tightly.

Once, after I finished my homework, I quietly took out a copy of "Another Me in the World" by Yu Yujun from the bookcase and read it with gusto. Maybe, you will ask me, if you want to read a book, just do it openly, why should you do it secretly? To this, my answer is: Yes, I really want to read it openly, but my mother set a rule for me before that: I am not allowed to read extracurricular books from Monday to Friday, and I can only read reference books after completing my homework. Book. Just when I was fascinated by the book, my mother suddenly stood behind me, picked up the book in my hand, and said: This book is for me. Collect it first and return it to you later. ’’ I thought to myself: From now on it can be one month or one year. When can I get my book back?

Later, my mother and I made an agreement. As long as I draw a Chinese painting with two koi fish, I can get a book back. Drawing koi fish is what I am least good at, but for For my book, I had to spend half an hour drawing the two koi fish before I got my beloved book back.

Later, this happened many times, but it was difficult to change my habit of "stealing" because the book was like a big hand, pulling me into the world of books.

A book I love is like a teacher who cannot speak, and a compass that points us to the other side of knowledge.

Excellent Essay on Stealing Reading 12

Everyone must have their own story of “stealing reading”!

Maybe I peeked while eating; maybe I pretended to do my homework in my room, but actually I was reading a book; maybe I read slowly somewhere secretly... I also have a "stealing" about me. Read” the story.

That incident happened in the third grade of elementary school. We came home from school, and my mother asked us to play the piano. I sat down and played the guzheng. But I kept playing, and I thought it was time to take a rest after playing for a long time. But when I looked at the clock and there was still half an hour left, I had a way to relieve my boredom. I took out some books from the bookshelf and put them on the piano shelf. That was my piano book, and my hands started playing randomly on the piano.

My mother came and saw that I was reading the "Qin Book" and playing the piano very happily, and then walked away. It was time to play the piano. I was afraid that my mother would find me reading, so I hid in the closet and read in the closet with a flashlight.

When we were eating, my mother shouted: "It's time to eat!" My sister ran to the dining table. Seeing that I was not there, she looked everywhere, but couldn't find it anywhere. Finally, my sister finally found me in the closet. I was reading a book. My mother also found out!

From that time on, I no longer read while playing the piano, nor do I dare to hide in the closet! It’s a funny thing to think about now. Excellent Essay on Secret Reading 13

Now that I think back to that time when I secretly read, I broke out in a cold sweat. This is what happened.

When I was in the third grade, my mother took me home and said to me: "Go to the study room to do your homework." I replied casually: "Okay." In fact, I was very excited. Very, have you finished reading that book? Where did you put it yesterday? Do you want to do your homework after reading it? Forget it, don’t think about it so much. I picked up my schoolbag and opened the door. After placing my school bag, I quickly closed it, but I couldn't help but peek through the crack in the door. I whispered in a low voice: "Yeah! Mom and dad are watching TV, so I can read without worries."

Returning to my seat, in order to pretend well, I took out my pen and textbook and read the text aloud three times, and then previewed it with my pen. Then I moved to the bookcase like a thief, carefully took out the book, and tiptoed to sit on the seat. I picked up the book and began to read it carefully...I was immersed in it, completely attracted by the plot of the story. I forgot about my homework and time, and I didn't even know what I was doing. Suddenly I was disturbed by a rush of footsteps, which made me break out in a cold sweat. With lightning speed, I quickly put the books away and started doing my homework. My mother opened the door and came in and asked me: "How is your homework going?" I stammered: "It seems... uh... there is only one homework left." When my mother left, I felt like I had won a battle. Dancing with joy.

From then on, I never dared to steal reading again, because the feeling was so thrilling. Excellent Essay on Secret Reading 14

As we enter the fifth grade, the workload of homework is increasing. In addition, we have to sing and play ball, and the time for reading extracurricular books is even less. And metaphor.

"I'm reading these idle books again, go to bed!" Mom's "powder keg" has "exploded". Hey~ Who told me that I was destined to do this! Although I was lying on the bed, my mind was full of thoughts about the plot of "The Journey": What kind of journey will Geronimo take next? Hey~ I really want to see it! Suddenly, an idea came into my mind: Why were I reading secretly before my mother fell asleep? What a great idea! I just did what I said. I waited and waited. Finally, the light in my mother's room went out. I got out of bed like a thief and walked towards the bookcase step by step. As soon as I got the book, my mother sneezed so hard that I retracted my hand and the book fell to the ground. . I quickly climbed into bed and pretended to sleep. Mom seemed to hear the noise here, opened the door, saw me sleeping, and went back to the room. I absorbed the lesson from last time and cautiously walked towards the bookcase. I took the book and turned on the small light to "taste" this "delicious meal". The sound of footsteps came, but I didn't know it - I was completely immersed in the world of books.

The door opened with a bang, and my mother's eyes were as big as Neptune. She looked so scary! It turned out that when my mother went to the bathroom, she happened to see light in my room. When she opened the door, she saw that I was reading extracurricular books!

My mother made a timetable for me. I read a book for an hour every day. As time goes by, I can read a lot of books! Excellent Essay on Secret Reading 15

I finally borrowed "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows". I was very happy and planned to read the first five chapters at night.

Under the light, I watched it with gusto, completely immersed in the wonderful world of Harry Potter. Suddenly, my mother came in: "Hurry up and go to bed, or you will stay in bed again tomorrow morning!"

It was hard to disobey my mother's orders, so I obediently put the book back on the bedside and closed it. Lamp, got into bed. But how could I fall asleep at this time! I planned to wait until my mother fell asleep before continuing to watch it, so I lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Finally I heard the sound of the door closing as my mother left, and I quietly enjoyed myself. I was about to turn on the light when I suddenly thought that if I turned on the light, the light would shine through the crack in the door into the living room, which would expose my behavior. An idea struck me and I thought of a good way - to read a book using the light of my mobile phone. So I covered my head with the quilt and read eagerly with the faint light of my mobile phone.

According to the original plan, I read five chapters of the book, but the consequences of eavesdropping caused me to wake up at 8 a.m. the next morning. I was scolded by my mother and had to secretly give me my cell phone. Charge.

However, if you ask me, which one do I prefer, "open and honest" reading or "sneak reading"? I will tell you that it is eavesdropping, because it is a heart-pounding pleasure!