I am a middleshool student .I love learning English very much. Let me talk to you about my bedroom in English.
My bedroom is very big . There are four windows in the wall .The bed is in the middle of the room .There is a beautiful picture above the bed .The tabble is my favourite .It 's near the bed . There are some flowers and books on it. I often read books there . I have a teddybear from my mother .It is lovely. I put it on my bed .I call it :Sweet bear .Because it can make me happy when I am sad. I love it and I love my bedroom!
Do know a little about my bedroom? It 's very nice, isn't it?
2.One morning before class, when I was running into the classroom, I knocked over the ink bottle on the teacher's desk, and the red ink spilt ① on the desk. I was sure I would be scolded by the teacher. Just at that moment the bell rang and I went to my seat.
“Stand up!” our monitor said loudly. I stood up and my legs were trembling.
“Who knocked over the ink bottle?” MiYe, the teacher, asked. I kept silent. Many eyes were fixed upon me. MiYe walked to me and asked in a low voice,“Did you do it?”
“No, no, I didn't, ” I said hurriedly②. My face turned red at once. I didn't know why I had told a lie.
“OK, I believe you.” She patted me on the head and then began teaching.
I felt very sorry. I knew I was wrong. So I went to see MiYe in the afternoon.
“I'm sorry, MiYe,” I said. “This morning I told a lie.”
“I saw the whole thing through the window when I was outside the classroom, ”she said. “But I didn't scold you. I knew you would come to tell me the truth because I believe you are an honest girl.”
I dropped my head without saying a word.
“I'm happy that you have come,” she continued. “You haven't made me disappointed.”
When I heard these words, tears filled my eyes.
Spring came with ail its glories. The new graexposed its green colour. The pretty flowers opened their blossoms. We were tempted to go for an outing.
It was Sunday, the 20th of April We set out very early on bikes, carrying bottles of champagne, beer and bags of cakes, bacon and cooked eggs. We rode along the winding paths in the fields, acrothe meadows and down the roads. The willow were fresh and green. The swallows were flying to and fro, up and down the sky. The birds, like musicians, snang their melodious songs in the trees, and the butterflies, like colorful dancers, were fluttering here and there. We breathed the fresh air deeply and laughed heartily.
At 10 a.m. we arrived at the foot of the Shushan Hill. We left our bikes with a bike repairing shop and began to climb up the Hill. Near the top, under a big tree with luxuri ant foliage we had our picnic. We drank and ate, talked and laughed. After the picnic we stood in the breeze with our hands on our waists, enjoying the fine landscape. Then we lay on the gratalking about our life and studies.
At about 4 p. m. , we returned with balmy greenneon our backs and freshnein our hearts.