There was a fair in the street that day, and there were naturally many more people than usual. I want to join in the fun, but I can't get into the crowd at all. Seeing the car coming, people quickly dodged. I think, if only I had a car!
As soon as my mind turned, I thought that my sister had a bike, so I couldn't wait to ride my sister's bike to show off. People saw me riding a bike and really gave way.
I rode my bike defiantly, and I don't know what happened. A man's backpack hangs on the faucet of my bike. I wanted to stop my bike at once, but I didn't know the brakes were broken until I squeezed it. The owner of the backpack followed me. Fortunately, there is an uphill section not far ahead, and the bicycle stops here. The owner of the backpack also caught up with me. I gave him his backpack back. He told me to be careful when riding a bike in the future, or others will mistake it for a thief! He smiled, and so did I.
Whenever I hear someone else's laughter, it reminds me of that thing-"stealing aboveboard."
2. Write a composition on the topic of "stealing for the first time when I was a child". The first time I stole something, it was an early autumn afternoon. I was playing by the ditch with a group of friends.
When I say I am a child, I actually mean me, because I am the youngest. Big head and Xiaofei want to catch some crabs or mussels in the ditch to pass the boring day.
The cause of the incident is related to some paper flowing downstream. The river ditch is not deep, only reaching our thighs.
Nothing. We were disappointed this afternoon. At this time, we saw those papers with sunflower patterns printed on them, which we longed for for for a long time.
That dazzling yellow color has never been seen in my later years. At that time, it was a great honor for children to have such a piece of paper.
But we didn't know at that time that such a rare thing belonged to us. Each of us shared some, but the big head was not satisfied. He said, "We go upstream and find out where it was lost."
We walked along the river ditch to the farmland outside the town. We are also very tired. I don't know who said what. Here is a sweet potato. My stomach growls at the thought of food. So I secretly planed in the field. I am not very experienced. I don't know how many knots there are under the vine. I gouged out one that was not much bigger than my thumb and peeled it with my nails.
While eating with relish, a big man like a black tower stood on the ridge not far from the field and shouted, "Stop thief!" " "There is a heroic momentum that scares the big head and the small head away from the red vine. I can't tell whether I was attracted by the imposing manner of the big fellow or frightened. He caught me anyway.
1982 One day in early autumn, a fourth-grade primary school student in the town center was caught red-handed by a farmer's uncle for stealing red glutinous rice, and was taken back by his parents after education. I don't remember the plot of the farmer's uncle's education deeply. All I know is that when I was released, my mother slapped me and left.
It's already dark. There are many stars blinking at me in the night sky. The pale moonlight shining on the street made me even more depressed. Before I got home, I heard a ping and my mother closed the door.
With the dim street lamp on the street corner, I rushed to the gate in tears. "Mom, open the door, I was wrong!" But let me knock at the door, my mother is unmoved.
Mom and dad are not from the town, they are like two dandelion seeds, floating here to settle down, so they are extra cautious in dealing with people; In addition, my father is a geologist and works outside for half a year, so my mother is strict with our three brothers and sisters outside. My crying finally attracted the pity of my neighbors.
Aunt Wu, a neighbor, saw that I was crying very sadly, so she came to help me call the door. My brother opened the door, and my sister surrounded me, wiped my face with her index finger and said, "Shame on you!" " Shame! Shame! Steal something else! "Aunt wu advised her mother.
"This is disappointing, wait for your dad to come back and tidy up you!" My mother poked my forehead with her finger, and I looked up as passively as possible at this moment. At that moment, I sneaked a look, and I saw the tears on my mother's cheek. She changed her former kindness and her face was serious and painful. I will never forget this scene! My happy and naughty childhood ended that day! Mother no longer allows me to play with naughty children, nor does she allow me to go home after dark; In this way, I finish my homework every day and watch Journey to the West, Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Water Margin bought by my father at home.
Many years later, I still think of this childhood and understand my mother's good intentions. Here, I probably shouldn't tell the story of big head growing up. In middle school, his petty theft gave the school a headache. At the age of 28, he was sentenced for robbery.
This must have something to do with tutoring. Just as I was about to finish writing this article, my mother called me at the door of the study: "mistress, dinner!" " "I got up and walked over and said to my mother," Thank you! Mom! " Mother looked at me doubtfully.
I steal things. I have a similar composition.
First theft
It was an early autumn afternoon, and I was playing by the ditch with a group of friends. When I say I am a child, I actually mean me, because I am the youngest. Big head and Xiaofei want to catch some crabs or mussels in the ditch to pass the boring day.
The cause of the incident is related to some paper flowing downstream. The river ditch is not deep, only reaching our thighs. Nothing. We were disappointed this afternoon. At this time, we saw those papers with sunflower patterns printed on them, which we longed for for for a long time. That dazzling yellow color has never been seen in my later years. At that time, it was a great honor for children to have such a piece of paper. But we didn't know at that time that such a rare thing belonged to us. Each of us shared some, but the big head was not satisfied. He said, "We go upstream and find out where it was lost."
We walked along the river ditch to the farmland outside the town. We are also very tired. I don't know who said what. Here is a sweet potato. My stomach growls at the thought of food. So I secretly planed in the field. I am not very experienced. I don't know how many knots there are under the vine. I gouged out one that was not much bigger than my thumb and peeled it with my nails. While eating with relish, a big man like a black tower stood on the ridge not far from the field and shouted, "Stop thief!" " "There is a heroic momentum that scares the big head and the small head away from the red vine. I can't tell whether I was attracted by the imposing manner of the big fellow or frightened. He caught me anyway.
1982 One day in early autumn, a fourth-grade primary school student in the town center was caught red-handed by a farmer's uncle for stealing red glutinous rice, and was taken back by his parents after education.
I don't remember the plot of the farmer's uncle's education deeply. All I know is that when I was released, my mother slapped me and left. It's already dark. There are many stars blinking at me in the night sky. The pale moonlight shining on the street made me even more depressed.
Before I got home, I heard a ping and my mother closed the door. With the dim street lamp on the street corner, I rushed to the gate in tears. "Mom, open the door, I was wrong!" But let me knock at the door, my mother is unmoved.
Mom and dad are not from the town, they are like two dandelion seeds, floating here to settle down, so they are extra cautious in dealing with people; In addition, my father is a geologist and works outside for half a year, so my mother is strict with our three brothers and sisters outside.
My crying finally attracted the pity of my neighbors. Aunt Wu, a neighbor, saw that I was crying very sadly, so she came to help me call the door. My brother opened the door, and my sister surrounded me, wiped my face with her index finger and said, "Shame on you!" " Shame! Shame! Steal something else! "Aunt Wu advised her mother." This is disappointing, wait for your father to come back and deal with you! "My mother poked my forehead with her finger. At this moment, I tried my best to passively raise my head. At that moment, I sneaked a look, and I saw the tears on my mother's cheek. She changed her former kindness and her face was serious and painful. I will never forget this scene!
My happy and naughty childhood ended that day! Mother no longer allows me to play with naughty children, nor does she allow me to go home after dark; In this way, I finish my homework every day and watch Journey to the West, Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Water Margin bought by my father at home.
This was a theft when I was a child.
Should I write about the process of stealing or the first time stealing? I went to the store today and saw an aunt wearing a coat.
There is 400 yuan in the coat pocket. I feel itchy, and I really want to take it. With this money, I can buy dolls and snacks. Xiaoli has always wanted the book she bought before.
If you miss this opportunity, there will be no next time! I reached in and put the money in my trouser pocket. Been running outside the store.
Just when I arrived at a bookstore, she was walking on the road, chasing and shouting, "Steal!" " "I immediately look back. I immediately became nervous and hid in the corner of the bookstore. Aunt asked passers-by all the way, "where is it? "Where is it? My money is gone! " I took the opportunity to run down the stairs, but I fell down, which made me suspicious. My aunt caught me at once. In desperation, I threw my wallet to the other party. An old lady saw the wallet I threw over and quickly picked it up and gave it to her aunt. When she got it, she decided that I was a thief, so she quickly dialed 1 10. The police came soon and said, "Parents or teachers?" I don't talk.
Later, a policeman kindly asked my mother's phone number. I had to tell him.
Mom came to criticize me. Shut me up at home for seven months.
After that, I never dared to steal again. Among them, you have to write about the process of stealing, but most of them are interspersed with some psychological activities.
5. I saw others stealing the composition. This morning, I ate in the supermarket where my mother worked. Suddenly, I heard a voice. It turned out to be what the clerk's aunt was saying. An aunt said, "Why is there so much rice crust missing today?" Someone must have stolen something. "I heard that, my heart surged, and a kind of heroism poured out of my heart. It's hateful. I must help my aunt catch thieves. Then I heard another aunt say that they were already arresting people. I quickly put down my chopsticks and ran to see. I saw a group of people talking loudly around the candy section. I went to menstruation's house and listened to what happened. It turned out that when Aunt Xia, the clerk, counted the food in the supermarket in the morning, she found that some jelly and pacifier candy were missing. Because there were few customers in the supermarket in the morning, she and several nearby shop assistants quickly found the target ... while they were talking, a large group of people came. So the thief was caught! Well, my heroic dream went bankrupt. I soon saw the arrested person. Another aunt in the supermarket caught a child and was pulling him aside. This is a little boy, a little thin and a little taller than me. He was dressed simply, with the zipper open and a pair of sports shoes on his feet. He is about my age. The aunts asked about him. He said he was in grade two and he was eight years old this year. Neither mom nor dad has a phone. I saw him holding a bag of jelly and a candy like a nipple. I think he is worthless. If you need anything, you can tell your parents. I look down on this colleague. The assistant aunt asked the little boy why he was stealing. The little boy blushed and looked down at the floor as if to go underground. He hasn't spoken for a long time. Tears ran down his face and onto his clothes in the adult's reproach. I cried regretfully and said, "I won't dare next time." I won't dare next time. "At this time, an aunt came running and said that he was a little boy's menstruation. She explained to the shop assistant that she usually bought a lot of things for the little boy, but who knew he stole? Under the supervision of adults, the little boy put the stolen candy back in the supermarket and wrote a short guarantee. I don't think he will come to the supermarket again. This has really become a mystery.
6. I stole something. A 600-word memory is like a beach, where there are countless beautiful shells, and occasionally there is a gray colorless clam ladle hidden in the sparkling shells.
In the third grade, my deskmate Li Ziyang was very beautiful. Her mother bought her a pen from America. I like it very much. But this pen is not mine. When Li Ziyang went to PE class, she sprained her ankle. Her grandmother came to pick her up from school and left her pen at school when she packed her schoolbag. I found it when I came back to class. I secretly put my pen in my schoolbag and took it home. The next day, Li Ziyang came. She rummaged through her desk, looked near it and looked at the trash can, but she couldn't find what she was looking for. I know she must be looking for a pen. She asked me again, and I said I didn't see it. She asked someone else, and they said they didn't see it. She was so anxious that she almost cried. On the third day, she went to school, covered in injuries. I asked her, and she cried and said, "Yesterday, mom and dad knew that the pen was lost and beat her up."
Later, she moved and transferred to another school. Now that I'm grown up, I regret it when I think about it. If I could do it all over again, I would never steal that pen, let alone take it back.
7. The first time I stole something (composition) was 400 words. It was an early autumn afternoon, and I was playing by the ditch with a group of friends. When I say I am a child, I actually mean me, because I am the youngest. Big head and Xiaofei want to catch some crabs or mussels in the ditch to pass the boring day.
The cause of the incident is related to some paper flowing downstream. The river ditch is not deep, only reaching our thighs. Nothing. We were disappointed this afternoon. At this time, we saw those papers with sunflower patterns printed on them, which we longed for for for a long time. That dazzling yellow color has never been seen in my later years. At that time, it was a great honor for children to have such a piece of paper. But we didn't know at that time that such a rare thing belonged to us. Each of us shared some, but the big head was not satisfied. He said, "We go upstream and find out where it was lost."
We walked along the river ditch to the farmland outside the town. We are also very tired. I don't know who said what. Here is a sweet potato. My stomach growls at the thought of food. So I secretly planed in the field. I am not very experienced. I don't know how many knots there are under the vine. I gouged out one that was not much bigger than my thumb and peeled it with my nails. While eating with relish, a big man like a black tower stood on the ridge not far from the field and shouted, "Stop thief!" " "There is a heroic momentum that scares the big head and the small head away from the red vine. I can't tell whether I was attracted by the imposing manner of the big fellow or frightened. He caught me anyway.
I remember when I was three years old, I watched a movie and forgot what it was called.
"wow! A thief is indeed a thief, stealing without leaving a trace. If only I were one-third as good as him, I would steal jewelry under the eyes of the jewelry store clerk. "
I shouted loudly, and my little heart was full of curiosity and worship. Yeah, I can practice, too.
One day I secretly went out to play alone, because my mother wouldn't let me go out to play, so I only went to kindergarten and home, and I haven't been anywhere else. "Wow!" I just found out that the world used to be so beautiful.
Walking, I arrived at the west entrance of the city. There is a stall selling toys at the entrance of Chengxikou vegetable market. I saw a toy car at the stall. It's dazzling, but it's a little small. My eyes lit up and an idea flashed through my mind. Suddenly, just like a little devil appeared from my left shoulder: "Let's go, my little master, you!" " Another little angel appeared on my right shoulder and said, "You shouldn't go, my kind little master, it's immoral."
"Your morality is very good, just like me. Listen to me. Go, haven't you always wanted to be a thief? " The little devil seems to have taken me to that small stall, which is shaped like a table tennis table with only a thick square column below. I hid next to that pillar, staring at the toy car, with my back to the pillar, and thought, what if I were found? My outstretched hand carefully took down the toy car, and when no one was looking, I took it and ran away, thinking while running, taking it home to show my mother how powerful I am. This is my advantage. When I got home, I showed off my trophy to my mother.
"Where did it come from?" I was silent for a while and said, "Little sneaky." "Have you ever heard a word? Steal needles when you are young and steal gold when you grow up. I'll buy you one if you want. Remember, don't steal It won't happen again. "
My mother said kindly, and then my mother asked me to apologize. I really shouldn't steal. After this time, I realized my mother's words, "Steal needles when I was young, and steal gold when I was old."