In daily life or work and study, everyone often comes into contact with writing, with which people can achieve the purpose of cultural exchange. Then the question is coming, how to write an excellent composition? The following is my excellent composition with my heart pounding, which I collected for you. Welcome to share. My heart is pounding. Excellent composition 1

When people are stimulated, their hearts are pounding. I've been through something like this.

That night, when I came home from school, when I was doing my homework, my parents came over and said, "Son, you have grown up, so you have to sleep in a room alone." I was reluctant, but I agreed.

as time goes by, how I wish time could go slower and slower. Finally, at night, because I watched too many ghost movies, I always thought about that horrible scene in my mind, so I didn't dare to sleep alone at night. I walked into the room, just like walking into a haunted house, and carefully turned on the light. The soft pillow was like a monster's head, and the quilt was like a witch's cloak. At this moment, my heart is in my throat and I almost jump out! I walked slowly to the bed and reached into the cold quilt, as if I had fallen into a bottomless abyss and would never get out. I'm in a cold sweat, hoping the night will pass faster! The heart beat faster and faster. Dad turned off the light. My heart is like a deer, constantly bumping and trying to rush out. Suddenly, I heard a strange sound. Sasha Vujacic I screamed, and my mother came over. I said to my mother in horror, "I heard ghosts." Mom said, "It's just the sound of the wind blowing leaves outside!" " After listening to my mother's words, my heart settled down, and I gradually fell asleep ... < P > In fact, there is no ghost in the world, this "ghost" just lives in your heart, and you must overcome it! My heart is pounding. 2

Opening the floodgate of memory, I have experienced many things that make my heart pounding. I remember that on Children's Day on June 1st, I was going to go on stage and play drums. Because we were the second program, there was not much time left for us to practice.

It's our turn. My little hands are rubbing around, my calves are trembling, and my heart is extremely nervous. Finally, it was our turn. I got on the stage nervously, and I was even more nervous when I saw the audience staring at us. The music is playing, alas! That's it. What's the dance again? At this time, I thought to myself: Oh, no! Fortunately, I was in the last row. I looked at my classmates in the front row and jumped up. When I got to the hardest part, but I couldn't jump, my heart was in my throat. The little friend next to me said softly, "You recite the teacher's formula." Yeah! Formula! I recite the formula and fly deftly in the sky like a bird. As the music slowly ended, I finished the performance.

yes! If I had remembered the formula earlier, I wouldn't have to be so worried. Looking back on this incident now, my heart is still tightly tied together and pounding. My heart is pounding. 3

One day, my mother was on a business trip, and my father and I were at home. In the evening, dad went to get the file. I can only stay at home by myself for a while.

as soon as dad left, I got scared. I can't help but see the scene of the murder in the cartoon "Conan" in my mind, and I am very scared. Even standing in the living room where I can see clearly at a glance, I look around warily with my eyes wide open. I want to put a stool by the door, stand on it, and see the situation outside through the "cat's eye" on the door. But I dare not walk fast, I can only move step by step with trepidation, as if a knife would fly to me as soon as I touched that organ. (I want to see that "Cat's Eye" has changed the plot of "In the Living Room" in the "Development" section. The clothes hanging on the balcony are like a gang of bandits, the football on the ground is like a "time bomb", and the sound of the wall clock ticking on the wall is heavy and long. My heart is pounding, and it's really fifteen buckets to draw water-up and down. (Point in the article)

I was uneasy and thinking, and a knock on the door sounded, which scared my soul away! "Son, it's dad." Ah, it's dad! Hearing my father's voice, I gave a long sigh, and my hanging heart was finally put down. Tears welled up in my eyes the moment my father entered the door. My heart is pounding. 4

My mother asked me to go home by myself after class this evening.

Walking on the road, it was dark, only flashing street lamps and silent night roads, which made my hair stand on end. Suddenly my cell phone rang, and I don't know who it was! The sound of "Ding, Ding, Ding" made my heart in my throat. I ran away without looking back. When I got to a quiet place, I quickly turned off my mobile phone and moved forward step by step.

When I arrived in a dark place, there wasn't even a light. The sound of a car suddenly "flew" by me, which made me break out in a cold sweat, as if I had a pair of eyes staring at me on my back. I said aloud, "You ... don't ... come here." I got up the courage and turned to look. It turned out that I was scaring myself and there was nothing.

I kept walking, and suddenly I tripped over a big stone. I picked up my schoolbag, forgot my pain, got up and ran forward. It was so scary, so I played music on my mobile phone, which really worked. I used music to overcome the terror.

Seeing that victory was in sight, the phone call came again, and I was shocked again. Is it a ghost's call? I looked at my mother before I let go of my anxiety. I quickly answered. She said, "Why didn't you answer the phone just now, son?" I said, "Right away!" , she hung up the phone.

when I got home, I hurried to bed. My mother came back. She asked me how to go home by night. I said, "It's ... OK, it's interesting." My heart is pounding. 5

There are many firsts in my life, the first time I swam, walked at night, and went to school ... I was most nervous ...

There was a speech contest in my class, and suddenly the class exploded. Some people are writing by heart, some people are going to perform what they want, and some people are confused, such as me.

My heart is as restless as a lake. After writing and reciting the manuscript. "God, bless me and help me. What if I suddenly forget my lines when I'm talking? Will it be embarrassing if no one applauds me after I finish? What should we do? What should we do? My heart is like fifteen baskets drawing water-seven up and eight down. Suddenly, I couldn't sleep all night. When the day of the speech contest is getting closer and closer, my heart has been in a state of confusion.

on the day of the speech contest, I was bored all morning, and I didn't pay attention to the class. In the afternoon, the contest began. Looking at the students holding their heads high and striding onto the podium, their eyes were full of confidence, as if to say that I was sure to win. Now I'm even more nervous. "I must not win, dead, the end of the world is coming. When it came to me, my legs were filled with lead and I couldn't walk a step. Under the urging of my classmates, I slowly walked onto the platform. After I finished speaking, the big stone in my heart was put down.

through this experience, I have become more and more confident. My heart is pounding 6

My grandfather had a wish to finish a marathon since he was a child, but he never had a chance to realize it. It happened that there was a children's group in this year's marathon, and the opportunity finally came. I can finally help my grandfather realize his wish.

Early in the morning, my parents took me to the starting point of the marathon track to get ready. I stretched my legs and bent down to warm up before the race, just waiting for the starting gun to sound in front of the runway.

bam! With a bang, the starting gun rang, and I rushed out of the starting line like a stiff wild horse, surpassing many older brothers and sisters who were taller than me. How excited I was!

gradually, I was overtaken by others. I watched one player after another pass me. I was nervous and my breathing was tense. At this time, my legs became heavy, and my little heart was pounding, like two rabbits in my arms. No, I must stick to it for grandpa's wish. I grit my teeth, breathe well, and keep running forward. I seem to be full of strength in an instant, and one player after another is left behind by me.

The finish line is just ahead. My parents are waving their hands at me. I am struggling to cross the finish line. I am ecstatic and tearful. I finally realized my grandfather's wish under my own insistence.

That day is the most unforgettable day for me. Whenever I think about that game, my heart will always pound. My heart is pounding. Excellent composition 7

I had a terrible dream last night. Now, I will give you one.

at that time, because my parents were busy, I had to go home by myself. It was still midnight and it was dark everywhere. The lights in the community are also turned off, and there is no one on the road, which is very scary.

At this moment, when I recall the horror movies and news of murder I have seen before, I feel a chill in my neck and a chill rush to my head. My heart is in my throat, so I dare not make any noise and silently speed up my steps.

I looked at my watch. It's not good! It's already 12 o'clock, which is the awakening time of many killers! And many ghosts in the movie come out to hunt at this time! I'm getting more and more worried. A gust of wind blew in, and a chill came on me, which startled me. I thought it was a ghost.

Suddenly, I seemed to hear the baby crying. I was startled and thought: I'd better go and have a look anyway. So, I walked over with fear and curiosity, only to find that it was a cat barking, which scared me to death and was a false alarm.

But as soon as I turned around, I saw a tall man in a suit with seven or eight long black hands hanging down on the ground, and he had no face and his head was all white! 1 of "ah", I was awakened from my dream. Ah! What a narrow escape!

whew, it's a good thing it's a dream, otherwise I'm finished. I'll never walk at night again anyway. My heart is pounding 8

After school, my parents sent me downstairs to my grandfather's house because of something urgent at work, and asked me to wait at the door for a while, and grandpa would pick me up.

because I want to get to grandma's house early, I decided to go upstairs by myself. When I walked into the corridor, I always felt footsteps behind me, as if there was a "ghost". I stepped up. I was jumping around like a rabbit in my heart, and all my hair stood on end, fearing that the "ghost" would catch up with me and eat me. So, I stepped up, three or two steps together into one step, two or three steps together into one level, and ran up quickly. I ran up, feeling that the "ghost" behind me was running, and I seemed to hear someone whispering behind me.

alas! Zombies are coming! My heart suddenly reached my throat, and I felt that the "ghosts" and "zombies" behind me were catching up with me faster and faster. I gasped ... Just as I was scared out of my wits, a familiar voice called me-it was grandma! Then a man with a flashlight came up to me-it was grandpa! I was overjoyed, my savior finally came, and my hanging heart finally returned to its place. I told my grandfather what happened just now. Grandpa smiled and said, "Little fool, there is no' ghost' at all." Grandpa and I went home happily.

alas! What a false alarm! My heart is pounding. 9

When the word heartbeat is mentioned, as long as my father is at home, I can't help it. Let's talk about doing my homework the other day. My heart is still beating.

that day, I was doing my homework at home according to the teacher's request. My father came back from a neighbor's house after drinking. He looked at my finished homework for a while and read my copied homework list again: "Is your English homework English?" "Yes!" I answered affirmatively. "Do you want to cut corners? I was at your classmate's house just now and saw that his homework list was five English and one Chinese. How did it become one English and one Chinese when I came to you? Dad raised his voice and shouted at me. My heart jumped into my throat. "Rewrite five English and one Chinese!" Dad glared and raised his voice again. I had to rewrite it again. But when I handed the exercise book to my father for inspection, I didn't expect him to ask, "Good boy, if I hadn't seen it, you would have escaped again." Tell me, how many times did you skip your homework? " I felt that my father was trying to clean me up, and I was wronged, angry and anxious. I only heard my heart beating wildly. At that time, I wanted to argue, but I didn't know how to say it. I couldn't escape a fat beating. Just when I was in a dilemma, my mother went home.

after the incident, it occurred to me that I should argue according to the facts, and not compromise, so as not to push myself to the point of fright. My heart is pounding. Excellent composition 1

Nervous performances, ready faces and lively hearts ...

Today, I'm going to take part in a trumpet competition. Before the competition, I've practiced the trumpet perfectly and learned the score backwards.

I was extremely nervous when I was waiting to play. It seemed that there was a naughty elf in my heart, and it was tumbling faster and faster.

I'm going to play. It's so hard step by step that I finally stand on the stage. 1 of "pa", the light in the center of the stage lit up, a bright light flashed out, and all eyes of the audience turned to me uniformly. Suddenly, I had a fever on my face, and I took a step back subconsciously. There was a dead silence all around, and the air was frozen, which made people breathless. My legs are shaking like chaff, my heart is loaded with tens of thousands of pacemakers, and there is always a feeling of jumping out of my chest. My hand kept rubbing the white stripe at the seam of my pants, and it was so hot that the sweat on my palm was cold, as if it were freezing. I tried my best to cover up all this nervousness, held back my pounding heart and began to play. My voice is trembling, high and low, intermittent. I was dizzy, my eyes swept blankly through the dark crowd under the stage, numbly searching for the tune in my head, and pieced it together and assembled it mechanically. "Come on, come on!" The inner cry is getting stronger and stronger. Ten minutes later, I finally finished blowing.

I won't be so nervous next time I meet this kind of performance. My heart is pounding. Open my memory notebook, and everything is different. Some are nervous, some are happy and some are afraid. But there is one thing that is still deep in my mind.

As night falls, the sun sneaks into the Qingfeng Mountain in the western hills, and the wind gently blows through the grass, which rustles quietly. "Ah-it's over!" My cry pierced the silent night. It turned out that my pen was out of water and the ink was just used up. Fortunately, I still have a spare pen. I took out my spare pen and looked at it. Oh, my God! The spare pen is out of water, too I had to beg my mother to buy it for me, but my mother shook her head and refused me mercilessly. I had to go to that gloomy and terrible road, and I was the only one.

when I got to that road, the breeze blew on my back, and it was cold.