I made a correct composition of 500 words about this matter.

In daily study, work or life, everyone is familiar with composition. With the help of composition, people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. I believe many friends are very upset about writing a composition. The following is what I arranged for you. I made a correct composition of 500 words, I hope it will help you.

I made a correct composition of 500 words 1 on this matter. Things are right and wrong. If you do it right, that's good; But if you do something wrong or do something wrong, it's a bit bad-there may be regrets and it may spoil everyone's fun. However, among all these things, you can definitely pick out one thing that will be fresh in your memory. I did something right, which is still fresh in my memory.

It was a sultry afternoon, as if it had not become cool because of school. When I walked to the side of the road and was about to cross the road, I found an old woman limping on crutches. This is another question that makes me think-should I help her cross the street? If I don't help, I can go straight home and have a delicious dinner; If you help, you may be praised by your grandmother, but you may also be rejected, which is very embarrassing. It doesn't seem to take much effort to make a choice, but two advantages and one disadvantage stumped me. The cicada's cry seems to be booing, and the heat wave is mocking me. Finally, my kindness overcame greed. I asked firmly and gently, Grandma, shall I help you cross the street?

Oh? Hey! Okay, okay, okay. What an understanding boy! Grandma likes this kind of children best! Grandma paused at first, as if flattered, and then accepted my kindness, laughing wildly. I pulled my grandmother to turn left and right, moved forward and backward, and crossed the road lightly. Grandma has been patting me on the head and praising me. I don't think it is necessary. She kept her head down shyly, and her courage just now has dissipated. I'm in a good mood and the weather is getting cold.

I helped others, especially the old people. I did the right thing, and I'm happy. I think that old lady is also very happy!

I made a correct composition of 500 words about this matter. From small to large, I have experienced many things, sometimes doing wrong things and sometimes doing good things. But what impressed me the most was what happened last summer vacation.

One day last summer vacation, I went to my uncle's house by bus alone. At that time, the bus was so crowded that people were almost squashed. I struggled to get a seat. Just as I was about to sit down, I suddenly saw an old woman struggling to stand up and almost being pushed down. I quickly helped her to her seat.

When I returned to my seat, I was shocked by what I saw. Sitting on the seat is a eldest brother in his twenties. I asked, "Brother, why are you sitting here?" The eldest brother ignored me and turned to look out of the window, apparently ignoring my words. I asked again with emphasis, and then my eldest brother replied casually, "I didn't come to sit until you left." I said confidently, "I just went away to help the old woman come and sit down." How can you take advantage of this? " Eldest brother retorted, "How did I get in? You just left. Whoever grabs the seat is his. Who told them not to grab it just now, then I have to sit here. "

Hearing this, my lungs are about to explode. I said angrily, "How can you take the old man's seat?" Do you know how to respect the elderly? "Suddenly, there were waves of reproach in the car:" How can you bully the old man? ""You are the scum of society! " Big brother was probably embarrassed and had to get off in a despondent way. I quickly helped grandma sit down.

I did the right thing!

I did the right thing in my composition. The cool autumn wind brought me comfort. The moon is gone, the stars are dim, and the dark night brings endless mystery. Looking at the distance, the dark color in the distance is also lost in the haze. Nothing is full of mystery.

I walked slowly on the empty path. Are there any tears on his face that were blown dry by the wind? My heart is full of endless grievances and determination. Thinking about this afternoon in my mind: "Did I do something wrong? Don't! I did the right thing! I didn't do anything wrong! "

This afternoon, twenty minutes before school is over, the teacher will collect his homework. The students all handed in their exercise books, and then they heard the teacher shout "Yang Zizhu", and Yang Zizhu came up slowly. The teacher looked at her and said, "Yang Zizhu, you told the teacher a joke. Did you write this? " I saw Yang Zizhu's head suddenly red to the ground: "I wrote it!" " "The teacher's face suddenly darkened." Really, "she said in a harsh voice. Yang Zizhu's voice suddenly dropped. "Honestly," really! "

"Teacher, she didn't write it. Han finished it first and then helped him write it." Hearing this, the teacher said, "Yang Zizhu, go back and rewrite it today and give it to me tomorrow. Let's learn by ourselves. " Say that finish and left.

As soon as the teacher left, Han came to me and said, "Can't you shut up? You know, Yang Zizhu fell today and broke her hand. She can't write, but the teacher must hand it in this afternoon. Do you think she can write? Are you happy now? She will rewrite it! " I took a stupefied look at Yang Zizhu with tears all over her face, and her tone became tough: "Even so, she should tell the teacher that she can't do this!"

There is a lot of talk in the class, mostly about what I did wrong. I went out with my schoolbag on my back when the bell rang. Tears of injustice filled my eyes and slowly flowed down.

I was carrying my schoolbag and thinking quietly, no way! I did nothing wrong. I did the right thing, but they were wrong. Thinking of this, I dried my tears and smiled again.

I did the right thing!

I wrote this composition correctly. I was five years old. My parents and I went to buy a vase. We picked it for a long time before we saw a big blue vase. My mother decided to buy it and paid for it. My mother asked the florist to send the vase to our house. Looking at this vase, my heart is full of joy. I have been around this blue vase all day, and I like it very much.

One morning, my parents went to work, leaving me and my grandparents at home. Grandpa and grandma are cooking in the kitchen. I was bored and ran to my mother's room to see this big blue vase. There are many patterns on the vase, not to mention how beautiful it is. I like this big blue vase very much. "Touch the left, touch the right" only heard a loud bang and the big vase was broken. At this moment, my grandfather rushed over and scolded me and said, "What's the matter with you? How did you break the vase? " Being scolded by my grandfather, tears fell like broken beads.

Grandma came to comfort me and said, "Nothing, just a vase. Just buy another one. " After listening to grandma's words, I couldn't help wiping away the tears on my face and nodded my head.

In the afternoon, my mother came back and I told her about it. My mother was not angry, but comforted me and said, "Nothing, as long as you dare to admit your mistake, you are still my mother's good boy."

"Time flies, the sun and the moon fly." In a blink of an eye, I am already a primary school student in grade five. I will never forget that incident, so I realized that as long as I dare to admit my mistakes, I am still a good boy in the eyes of my parents and a good boy in the eyes of my teachers.

I did the right thing. Life is colorful, gorgeous and colorful, with many right and wrong, which is always unforgettable. In the depths of my memory, there has always been a faint osmanthus fragrance. ...

It's a holiday morning. The morning glow gradually rises from the horizon, the early birds sing, and my sister and I stroll leisurely on the boulevard. "Ah! What is that smell? So simple, so charming, so long! " My sister suddenly stopped and shouted, "What a nice smell!" I am intoxicated! It turns out. Osmanthus fragrans is in bloom! My long-awaited osmanthus blossoms! As if, I was taken to a dream of blooming flowers ... "Why stay? Do you want to fold a few and pick a few to take back? " My sister patted me on the shoulder and asked. "Yes, yes!" Isn't that what I want? I nodded, jumped happily under the osmanthus tree and reached for it. When my fingertips touched the small, fresh petals, my heart trembled slightly at that moment: "Flowers so beautiful, so delicate and so fragrant will wither and die after being folded." How can I hurt it so cruelly and deprive it of its right to live? " I struggled: "although I like it, it's not for me, but because I smell good." This is a masterpiece of nature ... "Thought of here, my hand down. "What's the matter? Still not picking? " My sister came over to look at me and asked in surprise, "Don't you like osmanthus most?" Why not choose? "I smiled:" I like sweet-scented osmanthus, but I can't hurt it for my own liking. I think if you like it, you must protect it! " "After that, my mood suddenly relaxed a lot. "You grow up! That's great! " My sister clapped her hands and praised me. I remember coming home that day and looking at the empty vase, I still felt a little sad and happy, but I didn't regret it! I stick to my decision.

That osmanthus tree is so brilliant, so fragrant, so charming ... this is also my intimate picture! Everything has feelings and life. Osmanthus fragrans releases its fragrance, fills the earth, blooms its beautiful world, and silently contributes to human beings and nature. I can't destroy its tranquility and leisure. Leaving those sweet-scented osmanthus behind may be the biggest decision I have ever made.

The laws of nature cannot be broken at will, just as the human mind cannot be blinded. I did the right thing!

In this matter, I did the right composition and walked out of the examination room in 500 words. I am very proud because I did the right thing.

In the sultry classroom with moldy air, the students reviewed nervously, and I recited the text alone to meet the tense final exam.

As soon as Ding Yi thought of the hurried bell, the students held their breath and waited quietly for the exam. Suddenly, I was slapped on the back. I turned my head and saw that it was my best friend. I asked him: Why? He smiled and said, nothing, just give me a hand in the next exam. Yes I said impatiently.

There was a rush of footsteps in the corridor, and the paper arrived. The exam officially begins! With the strict order of the examiner, the students began to answer questions nervously.

I answered very smoothly, and I finished the whole paper in a short time and checked it carefully. Just as I picked up the pen to revise the topic, a paper ball flew over and landed on my desk impartially. I picked it up and looked at it. It said: Quick, what did you add to the first hole in the second question and the third question? I turned my head and looked at that classmate. He nodded. I wanted to tell him the answer directly and continue reviewing, but suddenly I remembered what the teacher said before the exam: You told others the answer, but you did harm others. No, I can't hurt him even if I lose a sincere friendship! On second thought, I tore up the note. Turning to look at him, he saw it and shook his head in disappointment.

Walking out of the examination room, I am extremely proud because I did the right thing.

I did the right thing in my composition. 500 words and 7 rustling. I was doing boring homework quietly, and I couldn't help thinking of something I did right.

One day five years ago, although it was Saturday, I didn't go to school, but I had too much homework to relax. Ding-dong's doorbell rang and I opened the door. Ah, it's my good friend Zhang. I invited him in. After we sat down, he asked, There is so much homework that I can't finish it. I have a good idea and recommend it to you. Very efficient. do you want to hear it ? As soon as I heard this, I was happy. I quickly asked: if you have any ideas, please come out and explain. Do you really want to hear it? I nodded at once: think about it, think about it, don't be a suspense, just say it! He cleared his throat and said seriously, you can say it, but you have to promise not to tell anyone. I nodded again. Then, he whispered the idea in my ear mysteriously and gently. At first I was full of excitement, and gradually, gradually, my expression became serious. It turned out that he wanted to do half of it himself and then copy it from each other after he finished it. My brain is racing: can I do it? It doesn't seem so good. Isn't this equal to cheating the teacher? Besides, today's teachers are not stupid, so they might as well refuse. So, I advise: now the teacher is not as stupid as you think, you'd better break your mind and be an honest man. He said angrily, so you don't agree, but I still trust you so much. I'll tell you this idea. Okay, I'll find someone else. So, he left angrily. I shrugged and continued to do my homework.

On the third day, the teacher angrily walked onto the platform; Zhang and Li Yuan, how come your homework is exactly the same? Not much to say, not much to say. They were left behind after school.

Watching them walk out of the teacher with a nervous and regretful face, I silently sighed: I did the right thing!

I did the right thing. On a gloomy day, the wind kept whistling, flowers and plants bowed their heads and birds flew back. ...

I looked at the scenery outside and thought, in case it rains, I'll take my clothes home first! I hurried downstairs and was about to enter the door when I heard the sound of "meow". I walked curiously to the place where there was noise. That's a kitten! The kitten is covered with injuries and has a lot of gum in her eyes. I put it on my left arm without hesitation and ran home with my clothes.

After I packed my clothes, I put the kitten next to the heater and fed it some biscuits. The kitten seems to want to eat it, but its injury torments it. It gave a cry of pain, and my heart was in a hurry. Thinking of a pet hospital nearby, I quickly put on my raincoat, hugged my kitten and ran at the speed of a rabbit.

People and cars came and went along the way. Some people were drowned by the sudden heavy rain. I, running all the way, yell "Excuse me" when I see a crowded place. Some people seem to see the poor little thing in my arms and casually say, "Just throw it away, it will die sooner or later." I was shocked. Why do you say that? It is also a small life. After thinking about it, I rushed to the hospital faster.

When I got to the hospital, I quickly gave the kitten to the nurse and took out my change. Ah, there are dozens of dollars missing. I looked at the nurse awkwardly. The nurse seemed to know what happened just now, so she said, "Don't pay these tens of dollars, just consider it a reward for your kindness!" " I couldn't help jumping three feet for joy.

When I bring my kitten home, I will think of what others think of me, but I firmly believe that what I have done must be right.

I made a correct composition of 500 words about this matter. I recall that five years ago, I once had a good friend. We learn from each other and care about each other. No one can replace good feelings. I thought nothing could ruin our feelings, but the sky was not as beautiful as people wanted!

That day, the sky was gray and cold. The grass bowed its head, the branches twisted and the leaves drooped feebly. Looking up, I found dark clouds gathering, but I didn't expect the rain to fall quietly. Ting didn't wear a red scarf or a school card that day. "I, I left it at home." Christine explained in a hurry, she stammered. Thank you for asking me not to put her name on the punishment list. I am in a dilemma and don't know what to do. Is it buckled or not? Because I was the persuader of the day, the counselor and teacher repeatedly told me not to cover it up.

On the one hand, he is his inseparable good friend, on the other hand, it is his duty. I am on the horns of a dilemma. Ting is my best friend. I don't want to deduct points for her violation of discipline, but my teammates, they are watching my decision, and they are watching what I do. If I don't deduct points, how can I continue to be a good counselor in the future? They will say, "Your friend broke the discipline, so you don't deduct points. If we violate the discipline, you will be deducted. Why? " The more I think about it, the more I get scared. I will lose my prestige in such a class. I also lost my teacher's trust and high hopes. The teacher has great expectations of me, and I am the trustworthy captain of the persuasion team in her eyes. Now I have violated the duty of a persuader. ...

After careful consideration, I finally decided to treat Ting equally and register her name on the punishment list. There are family rules, state-owned laws and school rules at home. Anyone who violates discipline should be punished.

Ting left me because I was unfriendly. I am sad, but I don't regret it. Because of this, I did the right thing!

I made a correct composition of 500 words about this matter, 10. Not all the right practices are recognized in this world, but it doesn't matter as long as you have a clear conscience.

I remember that on winter vacation, I will go to my grandmother's house. There was a lot of traffic and excitement along the way. Suddenly, a little boy walked from the roadside to the middle of the road. When he reached the middle of the road, he stopped to watch the car fly by. When I was more than one meter away from him, a speeding car came in the distance and was about to hit him. I rushed up at once and pushed the little boy away. Although the little boy was fine, he was scared to cry and my hand was scratched.

Just then, the little boy's mother came out of the shop and saw him crying. She was in a hurry and rushed over at once. Seeing me beside him, he said indiscriminately, "How did you make my child cry?" "No, it's not, because ..." I was just about to explain, * * * mom added, "Do you still want to justify? You don't have to quibble. The truth is right in front of you It's just you and my son here. If it wasn't for what he did, how could my child cry? You won't be so kind ... "People on the road gave me a strange look, and my face turned red. Finally, my aunt said something that touched my heart: "You should be honest, even if you do something wrong, you should bear it and be responsible!" "Then he walked away with the little boy, leaving me alone to stare at the passing cars on the road." What did I do wrong? "

Aunt, although you didn't give me any chance to explain, I did the right thing. Even if I am misunderstood, I don't regret it. In fact, as long as I have a clear conscience, I don't care what others think.

I made a correct composition of 500 words about this matter 1 1. Of course, what a student fears most is the exam!

In primary school, after a math exam, as usual, many students ran to the podium, some asked the teacher to correct their own papers, some asked the teacher what the answer was to this question and what the answer was to that question. Of course, I also want to know if I did well in the exam. I can't wait to squeeze into the crowd without putting down my pen. "Teacher, is the third sub-question of the first big question A?" A classmate asked. "No, how can it be one? It's D, "the teacher replied. "teacher! This question ... ""That's right! " ..... Ah, I seem to have chosen the wrong question. I hurried to find my test paper and prayed not to make mistakes.

I rummaged and rummaged, and finally found it! Every question has been checked and found to be correct, except for the third small question of the first big question-alas! What a pity! I made a mistake! I looked at the pen in my hand and the test paper on the desk. For a moment, I wanted to open my pen cover, draw a circle, draw a "pig tail" and write the correct answer beside it.

But ... if I do this, I cheat not only myself, but also the teacher and everyone. But if I change and my classmates and teachers don't see it, I can get 100, and my parents will be proud of me when I go home. Well done! Oh, dear! What should I do? If I change, I can get full marks. But if I change, won't I be dishonest?

"Forget it, just change it this time, and don't change it next time!" A voice came from my heart.

"'What you know is what you know, and what you don't know is what you know.' Well, Confucius is right! Knowing is knowing, and not knowing is not knowing. This is wisdom. "Another voice reached the heart again.

After several hesitations, I finally didn't pull out the pen cover. I gently put the test paper back and smiled.

After handing out the paper, I got 98 points in the exam. I really only made a mistake in that question. Although I didn't get 100, I was still very happy, because I did the right thing, and I didn't cheat the teacher and everyone!

I made a 500-word 12 right composition on this matter. There are always some unforgettable things in my memory corridor. For example, every time I take a tool to clean the back of the classroom, I can't help but see that picture in my mind. ...

I remember it was in the winter of my fifth grade primary school.

At that time, the school gave each class a coal stove and a hundred pieces of honeycomb coal. The boys carefully moved the honeycomb briquette into the classroom, and did not dare to neglect it. The teacher also specifically told me: Don't go to the back if you have nothing to do, and don't break a piece of coal.

Although the teacher has explicitly forbidden the occurrence of coal fragmentation, I still accidentally smashed the coal.

The school had a big cleaning that day, and my task was to clean the flower beds. But everyone has only wet cloth and dry cloth in the classroom. The teacher asked me to go to the classroom to get dry cloth. Because it was too late, I ran upstairs, picked up the rag and hurried out. Just as I was walking out, I heard a voice that made my heart beat faster. I turned my head anxiously and saw what I expected-the coal was broken! However, the number of coal blocks was beyond my expectation-five pieces of coal were broken!

Seeing this scene, my heart immediately became uneasy and even wanted to cry. I asked myself again and again in my mind: what should I do? What should I do? Is it to cover up your mistakes? No, absolutely not. At home, my parents taught me to be an honest and trustworthy child. At school, the teacher taught us to be honest and trustworthy and not to cheat. How can I cheat my teacher and my classmates? Is it a confession to the teacher? But it ruined my good impression in the teacher's mind. After a fierce ideological struggle, I decided to confess to the teacher.

After I took off the rag, I went to the teacher in great shame and confessed my "crime" falteringly. After listening to this, the teacher smiled and said to me, "In fact, I already know about your coal cut. You have been in the classroom for so long, so I asked Xiao Wei to have a look. " I didn't expose you to get you to admit it. Although you did something wrong, your spirit is commendable! "

Oh, how happy I am! It's like unloading a big burden. I did the right thing!

I did the right thing. There are many things worth doing in life. Every time you do something right, you will get something. Today, I will share with you one thing that I did right and what I gained afterwards. On Sunday, my mother and I went to the cinema by bus. On the way, my mother and I talked and laughed. When preparing to go to the movies, an old man got on the bus. When grandpa asked others to give him his seat, all his uncles and aunts pretended not to see it. At this time, I stood up. My mother pushed me to the ground and stood up and said, "Sit down, son, you are still a child." I stood up again, pressed my mother down and said, "Mom, I have grown up. I am a teenager and a young pioneer. I should give my seat to the old man. " My mother looked at me excitedly. I gave up my seat to my grandfather. Then, I said to my uncles and aunts, "uncles and aunts, you are the pillars of the motherland." Giving up one's seat is a traditional virtue of our country. You can't even do this well. How can we be worthy of the cultivation of the motherland? " What would you think if your grandfathers were you just now? I hope that in the future, you will respect the old and love the young more and make our society full of love. "uncles and aunts are embarrassed and bowed their heads. Mom and grandpa said, "Great! "After getting off the bus, my mother and I watched a movie, and finally we went home. After returning home, my mother told my father and grandparents about it. They all said I did the right thing this time. At this time, my heart is full of joy.

From this incident, I know that our society is full of love. As long as we respect the old and love the young, society will be better.

I did the right thing in my composition. Nothing is absolutely right or wrong. Maybe what others think is wrong is also right in your eyes.

In that math class, the teacher asked us a question to answer, which puzzled the whole class. The originally noisy class became silent, and everyone bowed their heads and meditated.

I was also racking my brains to abandon the wall, and suddenly I had a flash of light and thought of an answer. I looked around the class and no one raised their hands. I want to raise my hand, but my hand seems to be tied by a heavy chain and I can't move. If I do something wrong, I will not be laughed at by others. Let's wait for someone to tell me. I'll just sit here and be invisible.

Students still keep their heads down. Some people think hard, some people are full of energy, and some people are chatting quietly with their deskmates. The teacher's eyes seem a little dim, and the cool wind outside the window is whistling in my face. How? Still no one raised their hands. Should I raise my hand or forget it? Anyway, most people won't do it.

I was just about to give up the idea of raising my hand. I looked up at the teacher's disappointed expression and suddenly remembered what the teacher said to us, "What you have to do is not a bird hiding under the protection of your parents, but an eagle that dares to take off on its own." Yes, I should get rid of the wings bound by fear, should not hide behind others, and should not rely on others to lose the opportunity to show myself. I finally got up the courage and raised my hand to say my thoughts and answers.

When the teacher saw that I had just raised my hand, he slowly converged his surprised expression. I feel uneasy inside, and I know my answer is wrong. "Thank you for your bold speech. Are there any other answers? " I looked around, and everyone didn't care if my answer was accurate. Because I saw many students raise their hands and stare at the teacher with bright eyes. They all wanted to get a chance to speak.

Although I did this problem wrong, I think I did it right. The hardest part is actually in the beginning It is precisely because of my hands that my classmates found confidence, and I also learned to be brave in fighting to gain the courage to fly.

I did the right thing!

I did the right thing. Everyone is wrong, but it depends on how we solve it. If we think we are doing the right thing, we should go forward bravely and don't complain no matter how hard we try.

It was a sunny morning and the family was having dinner. I found my father smoking. Looking at his comfortable expression, my heart ached Why do men smoke and drink? Haven't they thought about how much damage this will cause? They sucked the money away and drank it. My body is broken, too. My father used to be strong, but now he is skinny. Thought of here, I am very distressed.

One day, dad was not at home. I thought my father's cigarettes were in the drawer. I hid it so that my father could not smoke.

Dad came back. He saw that his cigarette was gone. Immediately ran over and asked me, "Xiao Ming, have you seen my cigarette?" I stammered, "No, no", but my father didn't believe me. He rummaged through everything and finally found it. He stood up and slapped me. The sound was so loud and painful, but his heart was more painful. I can't help bursting into tears.

Dad shouted, "Why are you hiding my cigarettes? This is very expensive. "

I showed no weakness: "I know I need money, but why do you still smoke?" Don't you know that this will hurt your health? "

I turned and rushed into my room and began to cry. I thought to myself: Dad, I didn't do this for your own good, but also for this family! Don't you understand? Is it wrong for me to care about my father?

To this day, I have no regrets about what I did in those years. I think I did the right thing.