A collection of five essays about lying.

"No one made a mistake, but he can change it, and it's not very good." Yeah, who hasn't made a mistake or lied about it? Here I want to share some essays about lying with you, hoping to help you.

A composition about lying 1

Time flies, many past events only leave a vague and shallow impression in my mind, but only this one is deeply imprinted in my mind. I feel ashamed every time I think about it.

I remember when I was in the third grade of primary school, one day the north wind roared and I was shivering with cold. After the second class in the morning, it will be a big recess, but because of the cold weather, it must be very cold to stand on the playground and do exercises. I don't want to do it, but I can't help it. So I lay on the table and thought with my eyes closed. It suddenly occurred to me that the teacher told Li Jinger, who had a stomachache, not to do exercises the other day. I pretended to be sick, put my right hand on the table, covered my stomach with my left hand, and kept moaning in my mouth. It happened that the teacher was checking his homework and came to me when he saw me. Kindly asked, "What's the matter with you, Michelle? Do you have a stomachache? " I nodded my head. The teacher asked with concern, "Does that matter? Don't go during the big break, have a good rest in the classroom. " I answered the teacher weakly. After a while, the music started during the big recess, and the students went downstairs to do exercises in the playground. When I stood by the window of the classroom and watched my classmates do exercises in the biting cold wind, I couldn't help feeling ashamed.

At the end of the exercise, the students came to me and asked with concern, "What about Michelle? Does it still hurt? " ? Do you want to see the school doctor? "I quickly shook my head and said," it doesn't matter. Just take a break. " The bell rang and the students returned to their seats. The teacher came into the classroom and gave us a lecture with rapt attention. Because the teacher spoke vividly and only asked me a question I understood, I raised my hand and answered it without hesitation. After listening to my answer, the teacher said excitedly, "Look at how Michelle studies. She was serious when she was ill. You should learn from her. "Listen to the teacher, I feel very ashamed.

After class, the students all cleaned the classroom with brooms, and I also cleaned the classroom with brooms. As soon as the teacher saw it, he ran to my side and said, "Don't sweep." I am ashamed to say, "Teacher, I was not born ..." The teacher rushed to say, "You are still sick, so go home and have a good rest! This will be left to other students to sweep, go home quickly! " I felt very ashamed after listening to the teacher. I trudged out of the classroom with my schoolbag on my back.

Every time I think about this shameful thing, my face turns red, and I really want to find a crack in the ground. After this incident, I think a person should be honest, don't tell lies, and bravely admit his mistakes.

Composition 2 on lying

German Kant said: Honesty is the basic condition of intelligence, which is superior to all intelligence. In my growing experience, one thing impressed me deeply.

That was my mid-term exam in grade three, and I didn't do well in math. 79 points! I don't know how to tell mom and dad. What to do!

It suddenly occurred to me that if I put the test paper in the classroom, I would say that my grades have not been issued yet, so I won't run away. I am very happy. After school in the afternoon, I put the test paper in the classroom and went home happily. Mother asked, "Son, how was the exam today?" I said uneasily, "mom, I don't know the exam results." The teacher hasn't given out the test paper yet! " "Mom said," Well, you should do your homework first. "At this time, my father came home from work and asked me as soon as he entered the door:" Son, how was the exam today? "How many points?" Before I could speak, my mother hit me and said, "The score hasn't come down yet!" " "At this moment, my father frowned and said," Yang Yang, come to my father's room, I have something to say to you ... "I replied in a low voice," OK, I'll be right there. Entering my father's room, my father said to me very seriously, "Yang Yang, let me ask you another question. Did you get the exam results? "I don't want to admit it even more when I see my father's serious face! Dad said, "Good boy, don't lie. I met your classmate's mother, and she said that the exam results have been published and the test papers have been issued. " I looked down and said, "I'm sorry, Dad, I'll never lie again. I didn't do well in the exam this time. I'm afraid you and mom will blame me. " Dad said kindly, "We didn't do well in the exam. We need to analyze the reasons. The big deal is that next time we try our best to get the score back, but we must never lie. " I said to my father, "I will never lie again." I want to be an honest boy. "

After this incident, I feel that no matter how big things happen, we should first be honest, don't escape, and face them bravely, just as Confucius said: people don't believe and don't know what they can do.

Composition 3 About Lying

Today, I lied. I played games at home when my mother and sister went out for a walk, but I didn't admit it and made a mistake.

Today, April 9, my father asked me to practice at home, and my mother and sister went out for a walk. Before my mother left, she told me that if you touched the board, I would come back to see how to deal with you. Then I practiced hard at home, trying to achieve the effect my father wanted. I practiced it 749 times and finally learned this movement thoroughly. I made a video and sent it to my father. After reading it, my father said, "Good, great. I will continue it in the future." I am very happy after practice. I had a whim, turned on the computer and played games with the iPad. In the blink of an eye, I forgot what my mother had told me before. Suddenly I saw the news that my father was online, so I quit the game quickly, but I had a bad feeling that my father called.

"Lin Chuxuan, did you steal to play games?" Dad said to me calmly.

"No, I didn't play!" I didn't admit it. I lied.

"You really didn't?" Dad snapped.

"I really didn't play!" I lied again.

"I know you are lying. To tell the truth, did you fight or not? " Dad is very angry.

"There is nothing to play! My duck is dead and my mouth is hard. Keep denying it. Finally, my father couldn't bear to swear: "If you tell a lie today, I will be killed by a car tomorrow morning!" " "Although I can't see my father's expression on the other end of the phone, I believe his face must be full of anger, disappointment and helplessness. What! ? Don't, don't! I don't want to lose my father! I finally told the truth and whispered on the phone: "No!"

On the other end of the phone, my father severely criticized me and said, "Do you remember the last time I scolded you? I cann't believe you don't remember the lesson and are still playing games secretly. Besides, I asked you several times before you told me the truth. Are you lying? If you lie again, I'll be rude to you! " I bowed my head and said nothing, which was the default.

This tells me that lying is not good, and I want to get rid of the bad habit of lying.

Composition 4 About Lying

This afternoon, my mother went out to pick up my father who was working in other places. Before going out, she repeatedly told me to write well before going out.

After my mother went out, I went to the toilet, and I glanced at the lighter and paper next to the toilet. I suddenly had the idea of making a fire. I put on my pants, with paper in my left hand and a lighter in my right hand, and the toilet paper burned with a bang. After the toilet paper burned, I quickly threw the burning toilet paper into the toilet, then washed it off quickly, pretending that nothing happened, and went into the room to write.

Soon, mom and dad came back. Mom's nose is really smart. As soon as she came in, she said, "Tang Haixuan, what's that smell?" I said, "Really, something seems to be burnt." My mother began to doubt me: "Did you do it?" I thought, how did mom know? I quickly said, "No, it's not." My mother said, "You must have done it. I'll check. " Mom came to the toilet, looked at the toilet and said angrily, "You didn't do it? How can there be soot? "

Mother continued: "Besides, look, the lighter is here!" " I said, "I really didn't do it."

Mom said, "Really?" I said, "Yeah." The more my mother listened, the angrier she became. "Did you do it?" I think I'd better admit my mistake to my mother, or I'll be beaten. I said, "Yes ... I did it." When my mother heard this, she became less angry and said, "Son, do you know why my mother is so angry? Because I like that you are an aggressive and honest child. Besides, this is our home. If it burns down, where will we live, so we can't do it again, ok? "

"Well, I see." I said.

Lying composition 5

My hometown is surrounded by mountains, surrounded by tea farmers and tea fields. You see, there are tea gardens on both sides of the winding path, which are full of vitality. Grandma is also a tea farmer, dealing with tea every day. Tea is her main source of income.

I used to think that the income from growing tea was very good. A catty of tea green can sell for seven or eight yuan, especially new tea, and some can sell for eleven or two yuan. But in recent years, the price of tea is decreasing, and tea farmers are miserable.

Grandma always said that the selling price of tea is so low, so I'd better quit my job and enjoy it at home. But those cracked feet have more and more cracks.

Later, I found something that surprised me. During the summer vacation, I spent most of my time studying and only had a few hours off. That day, I dragged my tired body home. Grandma is not at home. I went up and down the stairs to look for it, but I couldn't find it. My heart tells me that I am very tired and need to catch up on sleep. Just when I was about to fall asleep, I felt a mosquito bite me on my head. I let out a scream. At the same time, the sundry room (the old house next door) made a noise. I got up and looked out of the window. Oh! That's grandma.

She walked slowly and laboriously out of the sundry room, with a black plastic bag in her left hand and a sprayer on her shoulder, waddling along the dirt road. I thought we stopped growing tea. What shall we do at noon? Determined to solve this mystery, I followed her quietly until I stopped in front of a field at the foot of the mountain.

Hey, isn't this the aunt's field next door? Why did grandma come here? She not only grows tea, but also manages the tea garden that the aunt next door doesn't want.

Soon, I confirmed this suspicion.

Grandma skillfully mixed pesticides with water and began to spray medicine water on tea leaves. The spray bucket filled with water is relatively heavy, which makes grandma's back bend a little, her footsteps slow a little, and a few drops of crystal sweat shine on her head.

In the sun's exposure, birds stopped in the shade to rest, and even cats and dogs hid under the house and dared not walk around. And grandma is alone, struggling to spray pesticides in the sun. Pale hair, slow steps, thin body carrying a spray bucket, made my eyes moist at once. It turns out that every tea farmer is so tired to raise tea! I sneaked home and pretended not to know anything.

Grandma came back. I greeted her and asked her where she had gone with a smile. Grandma mysteriously said to me, "I went to play and chatted with my sisters ..." I smiled and hid it in my heart, hoping she wouldn't find it. I discovered the secret of her lying.

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