False alarm 500 words in a composition

In daily study, work or life, everyone will be exposed to composition to some extent. According to different genres, composition can be divided into narrative, expository, practical and argumentative. Then the question comes, how to write an excellent composition? The following is a 500-word false alarm composition I collected. Welcome to read the collection.

False alarm A 500-word composition 1 Since the English teacher said that we should have dictation before the National Day, we have no peace this National Day. What's going on here? Don't worry, I'll tell you.

It was a rainy day and the English teacher came into the classroom as usual. At the end of the class, the English teacher said simply, "There will be a dictation competition after the National Day, so prepare well during the National Day." The whole class chorused "Ah-". Then, the English teacher dropped a sentence: "Whoever has the highest correct rate won't have to do copying homework for a while."

After the teacher left, the whole class talked a lot, but their views were different. "If this matter is known by parents, it will definitely be copied and dictated, and it will be exhausted!" "Who cares? Anyway, I must win the first place. It's cool not to copy! " But no matter who it is, English dictation is a little scary.

During the National Day holiday, students' predictions came true. My mother printed out the word list and took it home for me to recite, copy, dictate and write from memory. I'm going crazy. I don't know about other students, but they should not be far from me.

Finally, the day of dictation, which is today, arrived. It's sunny outside, but I feel it's going to rain. The children in grade three downstairs are singing and laughing, but our classroom is dead silent.

Suddenly, Miss Shen appeared at the door. At that moment, the air seemed to solidify, and my heart was chilly. However, Teacher Shen suddenly said, "No dictation today!"

In an instant, the whole class exploded the pot and cheered, more than Ye. Some people even sang an impromptu song there: "No dictation today ..."

Oh! What a false alarm!

False alarm a 500-word composition 2 On Saturday afternoon, my mother and I went to catch the October meeting. It was getting dark, and people began to walk back. My mother and I followed the crowd on our way home. I danced and sang, but my heart was still in the excitement just now. ...

Shortly after leaving the meeting, I saw my mother with a nervous face and whispered in my ear, "The man behind has been following us for a long time."

I looked back, and under the dim light of the street lamp, a thin man was rowing towards me and my mother. His cheekbones are high, his eyes are sunken, his mouth is prominent, his face is narrow and thin, and his face is lost. I saw him flying in the air with something like a "kitchen knife" in one hand and gesticulating in the other. Yelling in the mouth. I opened my eyes wide, opened my "O"-shaped mouth in surprise, and thought in panic: robbery! It's getting dark What are we doing? Call the police! I said with trepidation, "Why are you chasing us? God, is he a bad person? " My mother was even more panicked and dragged me with her bag.

At this time, there were no pedestrians on the road. Looking back, the man chased closer. My face flushed and tears of disappointment flowed out: "Mom, I can't run, call the police with my mobile phone!" " "Suddenly, my feet went soft and I fell to the ground, and my mother was thrown far away.

Mother tried desperately to pull me up, but people were already standing in front of us. I saw him holding a dark thing in his hand, like a dagger. I said in horror, "What are you ... what are you doing?" We have no money! "Strangely, he didn't mean to hurt me, but helped me and my mother up. At this moment, I was surprised to find that what he was holding was his mother's wallet. He handed it to his mother and made a gesture, but he didn't know what he was talking about. Oh, he used to be deaf.

I took a deep breath. I almost had an accident today. It was a false alarm.

False alarm A 500-word composition 3 "Next, please ask the students in Grade Five 1 class to bring the textbook drama Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs ……" With the end of the host's speech, my heart tightened, and it was our class's turn to perform the textbook drama!

I feel sweating on my head. I don't know whether it's hot or scared. Sweat trickled down slowly, leaving a white mark on my makeup face.

I will be in the first scene of the first act. When the students who introduced the opening remarks finished the last sentence, I knew that what should come, good or bad, would always come. Sweat has soaked the costume, and I'm half nervous and half excited. I can't tell whether I can't wait or reluctantly leave my seat and walk onto the stage. In an instant, my heart was pulled again and I almost made a mistake in the catwalk.

I stood upright, nervous, but not to the point where my legs trembled. While listening to the lines, I kept saying to myself: either don't act, act or act seriously! I secretly encourage myself: relax, be calm and naturally indifferent. ...

In the first act, I successfully completed the task of bodyguard. The second act, don't have to play, the in the mind relaxed again. The third act began, and the actors on the stage shouted "Someone ..." I knew I was going to play again.

I took a "relaxing" step, quickly stepped onto the stage and said my lines to my mouth. I almost made a mistake in the middle of the performance. I just turned around and suddenly realized that I didn't need to turn around. "Shit!" My heart suddenly tightened again, and I slowly turned back. Those few seconds passed so slowly that I seemed to feel "old" for several years. ...

After the curtain call, I heard cheers and applause. I think our class's performance should be very successful. My heart can relax, but somehow I still feel like a tightly clenched fist. I watched the performances of other classes intently and prayed: Don't have a strong "opponent"!

The performance scene, cold sweat and fright, expectation and excitement of the textbook drama are fixed in my heart. ...

I washed my feet last night to pour water. My father stared at my footbath and said, "Look, there's something furry in your footbath!" " "I quickly put down the footbath and squatted down to observe carefully. Dad leaned in.

"Ah, it's a caterpillar!" Dad shouted. "ah? Really? " I'm too scared to pour foot washing water.

Dad said solemnly, "that mother just washed clothes in this footbath, so she won't get caterpillar." It seems that bugs are brought from your feet. " I have been afraid of caterpillars since I was a child. I never dared to catch them or touch them. I hide when I see them, and I always shout when I meet them occasionally. But today, this bug stayed in my shoes all day. Really? "Wow, my feet are going to rot, my feet are going to rot …" I kept stamping my feet and crying.

But dad casually said, "I don't know what kind of bug this is." If it's an ordinary caterpillar, it's not a big problem, just an itchy foot. If it is that kind of' itchy and spicy hair', your feet will be swollen and swollen, and your whole body will itch. "

"Don't, don't. I am very painful and I am itchy. " It's better if dad doesn't say it, but it seems that I really itch.

"Mom, help!" Hearing the sound, mother rushed out of the room. "What are you yelling about? It's like saving lives. "

"Bugs, bugs!" I pointed to the footbath and pointed to my own feet. "Will my feet rot?"

Mother crouched down, looked at the footbath carefully, picked up the "bug" and said, "What bug is just a thread on a towel."

I see. Dad lied to me. What a false alarm.

False alarm a composition of 500 words and 5 words The night before I went to the remedial class, my mother asked me to go to the remedial class. I thought about it and agreed. However, I am still a little afraid that the teacher will scold me and hit me. My heart was still pounding when I went there.

My mother and I went to the iron gate of the square first, because my mother said the remedial class was there. After reading the advertisement, I found that the remedial class is on the second floor next to Shuangshiqiao Jiute Restaurant. My mother and I found Jiute Restaurant and called Miss Shen. I confirmed that the remedial class was here and went in.

After going in, mother and teacher Shen talked about the benefits of composition, and then talked about the benefits of computer. Because, after they finished the benefits of the composition, I asked, "How can there be a computer here?"

After about an hour, they finally finished talking, and my mother and I went home.

On the way home, my mother asked, "Are you going to see Teacher Yang for tutoring tomorrow?" I said, "Okay."

After school, I dare not go first. Nevertheless, I went. When it was almost time, I walked back for a while and went back again. This was repeated several times. I stopped to think: what should I do if that teacher is fierce? I thought again: anyway, Mr. Shen said yesterday, try it for a few days first, go if you want, or forget it if you don't want to go. So, I made up my mind to go!

I didn't know until I went there. In fact, Teacher Yang is not very fierce. I was really a false alarm. Besides, I want to always ask Miss Yang for help there. However, I don't want to be there all the time. Because, all the time, I can write a good composition; However, I can't always watch TV or play. How contradictory!

What choice should I make?

A false alarm A composition 500 words 6 Night falls, moonlight shines on the street, and birds sing in the bushes from time to time. In the evening, I walked in the street, my hands clenched with sweat.

I walked out of the cram school, but I always felt that someone was following me. Sporadic footsteps in my ear scratched my heart like a claw bug.

As the corner of my eye fell behind me, I saw the black shadow hiding in a tree on the side. When the corner turned positive, I couldn't help but speed up my steps and gradually locked my brow. I tried to get rid of the man, turned a corner and entered the alley. But I found that I was wrong, and he followed me in. The shrinking space greatly increased my anxiety.

I almost ran out, and he followed. There are more and more cold sweats behind my back, and my nails are embedded in the meat. I bit my lip and pretended to squat down to tie my shoelaces. He immediately hid in the wall next to him and persisted for a few minutes-

I felt a little cold, but I found that I was in a hurry and forgot to wear my coat. I stood up, hugged my body and walked quickly.

"What are you doing leaving so fast?"

My heart tightened and my head went blank. Then my thoughts came back. The moonlight shone on me through the treetops, quiet and soft. The sound that just sounded is so familiar.

It took me a second or two to put it back in my head and then turn around. What caught your eye was the tall figure-dad, with a yellow woolen coat in his hand: "Your mother asked me to send you a coat, saying that she wanted to see if you were cold first. I just called you when I saw you shivering. "

The cold sweat on my body is gone, but a tear drops on my eyes. Dad seems to have noticed: "scared?" I replied, "Nothing!" Put on your coat and left.

Outside the window, the bird's cry rang again, but it became more leisurely. "If you do things carelessly, you will have a false alarm." My heart is echoing.

False alarm A 500-word composition was silent, and there was only silence around. I can clearly hear the "thumping" heartbeat, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow. Teacher Du on the podium is looking at the scores, and my eyes are fixed on the stack of papers on the desk.

"10, No.80, 1 1, No.93, 12, No.75 ..." Teacher Du read the seat number and grades in a sweet voice. Although her voice is small, it is amplified in everyone's ears, and the classroom is silent. Miss Du's cadence hit the floor like this. There seems to be something magnifying in the air. Is it fear? Is it a surprise? Is it expectation? Still sad? I don't understand, because I'm listening to my heartbeat, which is like a runaway wild horse, panicking, jumping and screaming; Just like a sergeant drumming, he is slow and steady, nervous, up and down; My heart, with several happy and sad scenes, began to beat his drum hard and get ready to go.

"14!" Cui Yanzi at the front desk suddenly stood up. I heard her mumbling, so she greeted her enemy's achievements calmly. "I'm next!" I looked down in panic and closed my eyes. My heart is beating harder, as if I were about to jump out of my throat accidentally. I subconsciously put my hand over my chest. "The 15th!" I quickly opened my eyes and stood up deadpan. My brain went blank, but my ears tried to hear clearly, but I didn't hear Mr. Du's voice. I swallowed and took a deep breath, afraid to look directly at Mr. Du. The air seems to be full of gunpowder. My deskmate touched me gently, and I came to my senses and staggered onto the podium. The drums in my heart hit the highest point, and the eagle swooped down as fast as an arrow.

I smiled timidly at Miss Du's almond eyes, and she nodded encouragingly. I looked down, a hundred points, and three big numbers suddenly came into view. I was ecstatic, the drums stopped, and a smile emerged from my tight face.

A false alarm is a 500-word composition with eight partners. I believe you are all afraid sometimes. I still remember my worst fear.

It was a Saturday, and my mother was on a business trip, leaving my little sister and me at home. I opened the refrigerator at night and found nothing, so I went out to buy food.

As soon as I fell into the arms of the night, I was given a cold wind. It was dark all around, only the street lamps were flashing, and it seemed that they would go out in the next second. I wrap my clothes tighter, and every time I pass a lamp, I suddenly turn around. There was nothing but a low cry. I quickened my pace and ran to the supermarket.

Finally bought the food, and I plunged into the darkness again. I was going to run back, but my physical strength didn't allow it. When I was resting, a black shadow flashed in front of my eyes, and my heart suddenly shrank. Then, it's like beating gongs and drums Don't be nervous, relax and see what it is ... I looked intently and saw a black shadow shrinking under the tree. It wobbled and stood up.

Shit! It's not for me, is it? I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead and stared at the shadow. As expected, the shadow came at me, and the grass next to it "escaped" and didn't want to lean on it. The tree next to it shook wildly, as if to break away from something. The howling wind scared away all the pedestrians on the road. It's getting darker and darker, as if I were in a bottomless hole.

I tried to run, but my feet seemed to be stuck with glue. Please don't come, don't come ... I close my eyes and say to myself silently. Just as it was about to touch me, I felt as if my heart had missed a beat and the whole world was still. My heart almost jumped out of my throat, tears fell gently, and my face must have panicked.

There was a flash of white light before my eyes, and my heart was dying. After a while, nothing happened. I looked around and only a passerby looked at me with strange eyes. I understood in an instant, so I had to rush back with a red face.

Before, I thought I was not timid, but as it turns out, I also need to change.

False alarm A 500-word composition 9 "Broadcast notice, please go to the podium next to Mo Tao!" The announcement will be broadcast again. Please come to the podium, Mo Tao! "

The sound of radio tracing rang through the playground. At that time, I was enjoying special snacks and gadgets with Wen Jing in a shop, but I didn't hear the notice at all, and everyone else was anxious. Just as I was having a good time, Xue Yiheng ran over and said breathlessly, Shang! Jean! Come on ... it's time for you to perform ... go on stage! "

As soon as I heard it, I rushed to the edge of the stage in three steps, and the performance was about to begin. I quickly took out my props and prepared to go on stage, but at such a critical moment, I actually interrupted two live broadcasts, which worried me: there is only one school celebration a year, and there is no time to go shopping at all. After a long time, it seems that the three-year live broadcast conference is finally over, and we hurried onto the stage. I don't know if it's because I've been thinking about the charity sale or the high platform. At first glance, every small shop has a panoramic view.

Some of these small shops are composed of tables and chairs; Some directly set up tents, some spread red carpets, and even the walls of shops were erected with cardboard, looking at the outside of the booth and the things sold inside. There are several barrels of lollipops alone, and the packaging of small snacks such as potato chips and shrimp strips is even more dazzling.

After careful selection, I finally bought my favorite thing-Yuguan snacks. Back in the classroom, the students are already in the classroom. Miss Zheng asked me to send hamburgers to her father. Cheers broke out when the whole class saw Hamburg.

Such a happy day is over, and I look forward to a more wonderful celebration next year.

False alarm A 500-word composition 10 "Not nervous, not nervous." At the gate of the competition venue, I always comforted myself, alas, why didn't I practice the piano seriously before?

When I first knew I was going to practice competition music, I worked hard for a while, and then I gradually gave up. I didn't think of it until yesterday. A heart jumped up and down in the chest, restless. I bowed my head trembling, and my fingers touched the keys that I hadn't seen for many days. I hesitated, followed by the sound of the piano. I have played the first two paragraphs wrong, but the sound is still stressed. The harsh strange sound makes my scalp tingle. It's over. This must be the last one. I shouted helplessly in my mind.

At the end of the song, I left the stage with my head down. Mother greeted her: "What's the matter with you? I just heard such an obvious mispronouncing, let alone the judges. What's the matter with you? Have you been practicing less recently? " I shook my head and went back to the lounge to wait for my grades. Sitting in my room, I began to worry: what if I really came last? Will mom be angry? Will you punish me? Will the teacher be disappointed in me ... I looked at the grade wall and sighed deeply. "Han Lei, you, you are the second!" Hearing my mother's voice, I looked up at my mother's report card, really, really! I look down again, ah, other people's achievements can really be described as horrible!

I patted my chest and shouted, fortunately, it was just a false alarm, but if I had practiced the piano seriously before, there would be no such play. Seriously is still very important!

False alarm A 500-word composition 1 1 virus "chickenpox" came to our class. It settled on a classmate in our class.

I just heard that someone in our class has chicken pox, and we are all very nervous. Everyone is talking noisily, and they are worried about whether they have "chicken pox". I am also very scared in my heart, because I haven't had chicken pox yet, and I am friends with this classmate who has chicken pox, so there is a great possibility of chicken pox.

Our head teacher, Mr. Shi, has also made countermeasures for this. He first asked our classmates who had never had chicken pox to take their temperature every day, and then investigated who had been to the classmate's house with chicken pox recently. Who would have thought that this survey found a classmate. She actually went on the day when her classmate got chicken pox. Teacher Shi attaches great importance to this. I'm afraid she will get chicken pox, too.

For these, I am very alert. When I got home, I saw red spots on my body and thought it was chicken pox. Scared to death. But when I showed this red dot to my mother, she smiled and said, "You are too nervous. This is just an ordinary red dot. " My hanging heart just fell.

Well, the virus chickenpox is really scary. But as long as we are ventilated frequently, do more exercise and strengthen our physique, chickenpox will not come to us. Not only that, we should also pay attention to hygiene, wash our hands and take a bath often, otherwise we may get chicken pox that day.

This incident gave us a warning: we should pay attention to hygiene at all times, otherwise it will make us sick. Do you know that?/You know what? Be sure to remember to talk about hygiene.

False alarm A 500-word composition 12 One night, I woke up from my dream because I wanted to go to the toilet so much. Hey! In order not to die, I forgot the fear and cold and got up from the warm bed. When I first opened the door, I only heard the sound of "hoo, hoo, hoo". The sound is like a ghost, which scares me. I was so scared. But I'm afraid of going back to fear, so I still turn on the light and comfort myself and encourage myself. I often feel that someone is following me when I walk into the toilet, but when I turn around, there is no one behind me. Finally, I finally came to the toilet. As soon as I entered the toilet, I quickly finished my hand and ran back to my warm bed.

Shortly after going to bed, I suddenly felt a burst of footsteps outside. Hearing the sound, my pores stood on end. I always thought the sound was a little strange, as if a thief had come up, but I woke up in a few seconds and thought, hey, what's the matter? How can you hear the sound outside when you sleep in your room? So I sat up and found the open door. "ah! I have to get up, how can I be so unlucky? " I think. Finally, I stood up again and walked to the door. "God bless!" I walked slowly, not forgetting to pray silently in my heart. I finally touched the door, so I quickly pushed the door and went back to bed as quickly as possible. But I'm afraid the footsteps are getting louder and closer. "Hey, why are there footsteps?" When I saw it, I almost exploded with anger. It turned out that the door was only closed a little, but it was still unlocked. There was a bang and the footsteps stopped. I was so scared that I covered my head tightly with a quilt. "Don't come, don't come, God bless!" I don't know what to do if I'm scared, but I must say to myself in my heart. I saw the man turn on the light as soon as he came in. When I poked my head out, I found that that person was my mother. Hey! What a false alarm!

False alarm A 500-word composition 13 One night, I was scribbling my homework when I heard a knock at the door, huh? But the family is back! Is it a robber? My spine is like a frozen water pipe, but there are sweat on my forehead.

I was scared out of my mind, out of my mind. I flew up and kicked the door of the study, only to hear a "crash" and the door slammed into the wall. I rushed into my mother's bedroom and clung to the door with my flesh and blood. My mother saw me nervous and casually said, "What's the matter? Look at you in despair. Are you in trouble again? I pressed my chest and said nervously, "There are-there are-robbers ...", and then I told the story completely. My mother yawned, stretched herself and said to my father, "It's so naive, so naive! "Dad is also very disdainful, and he is talking and laughing with his mother. Alas! Adults are like this-don't worry about living at the tip of a knife! However, she is still wet behind the ears. She is only six months old. Her small eyes were wide open and her nose was panting.

The knock on the door is getting louder and brighter. I was so scared that my limbs were weak and my legs trembled. I tried to escape, but my legs were shaking and I couldn't walk. There was another tinkling of metal outside the door. God, aren't they using tools to pry the door open? ! After a while, I heard heavy footsteps. It feels like the Japanese looted the village. Are they gangs? Mom and dad are also very nervous, and gradually, no one speaks.

This is an unbearable silence. My father and mother looked at each other and dared not speak. Even my little sister held her breath and looked at us with wide eyes. Time seems to have frozen. ...

After a while, there was the sound of luggage wheels rolling outside, and everything was understood. It turns out that my neighbor came back from a business trip and knocked on the wrong door! I can finally catch my breath!

What a false alarm!

False alarm A 500-word composition 14 has just started a day, and many wonderful things have happened.

The first class this afternoon is geography. As it was the first day, everyone was a little excited, so the noise in the classroom came and went, and the whole classroom became a pigsty. I also participated, and I had a good chat with Jiang afterwards. Who knows that at this moment, Teacher Cai flashed in.

At first, because I was too absorbed in talking, I didn't find the silent teacher Cai. Gradually, the classroom suddenly quieted down like the self-study class that Mr. Qian suddenly checked. Jiang first noticed that something was wrong and found Mr. Cai standing at the door like a pillar. I turned around slowly. Teacher Cai looks solemn, as if we owe him money. I can't help being a little scared.

He walked in slowly, his face suddenly changed from cloudy to sunny, and he smiled and said to us, "I'll teach you geography this semester …" Oh, I see, I thought it was our speech that attracted him. Everyone recovered their previous composure, and some even began to talk. "but!" Teacher Cai said two more words, but these two words can hear Teacher Cai's anger, and everyone consciously stepped back. Teacher Cai went on to say, "I will only teach you for a month or two, and then you, Mr. Gao, will teach you."

I froze for a long time before I came to my senses. My classmates told me all about the process just now. I was thinking, if he told Mr. Qian, wouldn't we die? To this end, I listened attentively to the whole geography class. Maybe I'm afraid to understand it. Suddenly found that geography is actually quite simple.

If I know today, why should I know? Think twice before you do anything, never do anything that you know is wrong, and listen carefully in any class in the future!

False alarm A 500-word composition 15 Whenever I am nervous, I will think of that false alarm.

After dinner that day, my parents went out on business, and I was the only one sleeping at home.

I played toys at home for an hour and fell asleep at nine o'clock. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew out of the window and woke me up from my sleep. When I opened my eyes, it was dark all around. This dark night is like a huge monster trying to eat me. My heart is pounding. Suddenly, I found a pair of small red eyes peeping at me next to the TV. Ah! Is it a ghost? My whole body began to tremble involuntarily. I quickly got into bed, my body was wrapped tightly by the quilt, and I could hardly breathe.

After a few minutes, I felt nothing outside. I slowly pulled the quilt apart and watched TV. This is not good. Those small eyes were still staring at me tightly, and I got into bed again in fear. That "ghost" seems to have locked me up. It won't eat me, will it? I'm getting more and more nervous, and I dare not move, for fear of finding me if I move a "ghost", alas! Are you dreaming? I twisted my thigh. Oh, it hurts. It seems that this is not a dream, it is true.

Just when I panicked, I heard familiar footsteps downstairs, and my savior, Mom and Dad, came back. As soon as the door opened, I threw myself into my mother's arms with tears in my eyes and pointed at the TV and said, "There are ghosts there!" " "My mother hugged me and smiled:" There is no ghost, you coward. That's the indicator light of the router. "

Let me have a closer look, alas! This is a false alarm.