【热门】学英语作文汇编五篇

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【热门】学英语作文汇编五篇

学英语作文篇1

　　【习作要求】

　　Write about what you are going to do after you leave school.

　　【参考范文】

　　When I finish school, I want to be a teacher. Though teachers are poorly paid and they have no power, teachers are kind, respectable and learned, like angels. They lead the pathway to succeed. It's quite sure that teachers are very important in modern world. We can't develop our country without knowledge. Teachers teach us knowledge. I like all of my teachers in my school. I would like to be an English teacher. It's very important for the students to learn English well today. I'll try my best to be an ideal teacher. My students can make our country better in the future.

　　当我完成学业，我想当一名教师。虽然教师的报酬很低，他们没有权力，教师是善良的，可敬的，有学问的，像天使一样。他们带领的途径取得成功。在现代世界中，教师是非常重要的。没有知识我们就不能发展我们的国家。老师教我们知识。我喜欢我学校的`所有老师。我想做一名英语老师。今天的学生学好英语非常重要。我将尽我最大的努力成为一个理想的老师。我的学生将来能使我们的国家更美好。

　　【名师点评】

　　这是一篇阐述观点的议论文，作者用简洁而流畅的语言表达了长大后想成为一名老师的愿望。论据充分，观点明确，并且字里行间渗透了对祖国的无比热爱之情和把祖国建设更加美好的决心。

学英语作文篇2

　　I have a little sister,is the aunt's daughter,this two and a half years old,big eyes,black eyes,long eyelashes,angry,crooked head,eyes wide,but see you,happy eyes narrowed.Her jet-black hair,small nose,a good sense of smell.She is very beautiful,saw her mother dress,put on her dress and her mother than,then walk model step.She also loves to let Grandma with red ribbon to her with a small braids.

　　Sister 's fight with me.Pen to fight with me,the book also to fight with me,if I do not give,she followed the ass with me.Dad said:" is not a thing.Give her!" I feel younger sister is really" trouble",reluctantly to her.

　　She is" learning to love," cried every day to carry bag to school,also mimicking my homework.

　　My sister is not satisfied with what,you will cry,will roll.Once,she asked to see the "cat and mouse",we do not make,she was lying on the floor,he had to let go of" cat and mouse",she" bass" to climb up to look,I also took the opportunity to look at the past,saw the mouse tease the cat,we laughed.

　　Sister to eat so hard.When having a meal,I took the chopsticks,she also want chopsticks; I get a spoon,she also want to scoop.My mouth to eat,but she has little stuttering.Her every time.It will take at least thirty minutes,also eat while watch tv.

　　Sister sometimes very cute.She often took advantage of my dad,mom is not in,shouted:" down with funny uncle,aunt!" Sometimes down herself!My father got good stuff to coax her,and put up his hand,she followed the hands and shouted:" uncle,dad is not good!" We all laughed.She is so cute and innocent.

　　This is my sister,a very" trouble",and like children.

学英语作文篇3

　　The weather of these days is really bad. It’s foggy and there is haze in the air.So, we can’t see the things very far.Every morning, when I pull back the curtain, I only can see the building dozens miles away.When I go to school, I must be very careful when I go across the street.Besides, the air is dirty because of the haze. I even feel hard to breathe.My mother tells me to wear a respirator. I do as she tells.Because of the bad weather, car accidents happen more frequently. I hope drivers can drive more carefully and keep safe.

　　这几天的天气很差，雾气很大空气中也有很多烟尘。肉眼看不到很远的东西。每天早上我拉开窗帘的时候，都只能看到不远处的建筑物。上学的时候，过马路的时候我必须十分小心。此外，由于阴霾满布，空气很脏，有时候我甚至感觉呼吸困难。妈妈让我带上口罩，我只能照她说的做。由于这样的.坏天气，车祸发生的频率更大了，我希望司机们都能小心开车，保证安全。

学英语作文篇4

　　no signs, where the soft, unbroken snow seemed to advertise solidity beneath, tee man broke through。 it was not deep。 he wet himself halfway to the knees before he floundered out to the firm crust。

　　he was angry, and cursed his luck aloud。 he had hoped to get into camp with the boys at si oclock, and this would delay him an hour, for he would have to build a fire and dry out his foot-gear。 this was imperative at that low temperature--he knew that much; and he turned aside to the bank, which he climbed。 on top, tangled in the underbrush about the trunks of several small spruce trees, was a high-water deposit of dry firewood--sticks and twigs, principally, but also larger portions of seasoned branches and fine, dry, last-years grasses。 he threw down several large pieces on top of the snow。 this served for a foundation and prevented the young flame from drowning itself in the snow it otherwise would melt。 the flame he got by touching a match to a small shred of birch bark that he took from his pocket。 this burned even more readily than paper。 placing it on the foundation, he fed the young flame with wisps of dry grass and with the tiniest dry twigs。

　　he worked slowly and carefully, keenly aware of his danger。 gradually, as the flame grew stronger, he increased the size of the twigs with which he fed it。 he squatted in the snow, pulling the twigs out from their entanglement in the brush and feeding directly to the flame。 he knew there must be no failure。 when it is seventy-five below zero, a man must not fail in his first attempt to build a fire--that is, if his feet are wet。 if his feet are dry, and he fails, he can run along the trail for half a mile and restore his circulation。 but the circulation of wet and freezing feet cannot be restored by running when it is seventy-five below。 no matter how fast he runs, the wet feet will freeze the harder。

　　all this the man knew。 the old-timer on sulphur creek had told him about it the previous fall, and now he was appreciating the advice。 already all sensation had gone out of his feet。 to build the fire he had been forced to remove his mittens, and the fingers had quickly gone numb。 his pace of four miles an hour had kept his heart pumping blood to the surface of his body and to all the etremities。 but the instant he stopped, the action of the pump eased down。 the cold of space smote the unprotected tip of the planet, and he, being on that unprotected tip, received the full force of the blow。 the blood of his body recoiled before it。 the blood was alive, like the dog, and like the dog it wanted to hide away and cover itself up from the fearful cold。 so long as he walked four miles an hour, he pumped that blood, willy-nilly, to the surface; but now it ebbed away and sank down into the recesses of his body。 the etremities were the first to feel its absence。 his wet feet froze the faster, and his eposed fingers numbed the faster, though they had not yet begun to freeze。 nose and cheeks were already freezing, while the skin of all his body chilled as it lost its blood。

　　but he was safe。 toes and nose and cheeks would be only touched by the frost, for the fire was beginning to burn with strength。 he was feeding it with twigs the size of his finger。 in another minute he would be able to feed it with branches the size of his wrier, and then he could remove his wet toot-gear, and, while it dried, he could keep his naked feet warm by the fire, rubbing them at first, of course, with snow。 the fire was a success。 he was safe。 he remembered the advice of the old timer on sulphur creek, and smiled。 the old-timer had been very serious in laying down the law that no man must travel alone in the klondike after fifty below。 well, here he was; he had had the accident; he was alone; and he had saved himself。 those old-timers were rather womanish, some of them, he thought。 all a man had to do was to keep his head, and he was all right。 any man who was a man could travel alone。 but it was surprising, the rapidity with which his cheeks and nose were freezing。 and he had not thought his fingers could go lifeless in so short a time。 lifeless they were, for he could scarcely make them move together to grip a twig, and they seemed remote from his body and from him。 when he touched a twig, he had to look and see whether or not he had hold of it。 the wires were pretty well down between him and his finger-ends。

　　all of which counted for little。 there was the fire, snapping and crackling and promising life with every dancing flame。 he started to untie his moccasins。 they were coated with ice; the thick german socks were like sheaths of iron halfway to the knees; and the moccasin strings were like rods of steel all twisted and knotted as by some conflagration。 for a moment he tugged with his numb fingers, then, realizing the folly of it, he drew his sheath-knife。

　　but before he could cut the strings, it happened。 it was his own fault or, rather, his mistake。 he should not have built the fire under the spruce tree。 he should have built it in the open。 but it had been easier to pull the twigs from the brush and drop them directly on the fire。 now the tree under which he had done this carried a weight of snow on its boughs。 no wind had blown for weeks, and each bough was fully freighted。 each time he had pulled a twig he had communicated a slight agitation to the tree--an imperceptible agitation, so far as he was concerned, but an agitation sufficient to bring about the disaster。 high up in the tree one bough capsized its load of snow。 this fell on the boughs beneath, capsizing them。 this process continued, spreading out and involving the whole tree。 it grew like an avalanche, and it descended without warning upon the man and the fire, and the fire was blotted out! where it had burned was a mantle of fresh and disordered snow。

　　the man was shocked。 it was as though he had just heard his own sentence of death。 for a moment he sat and stared at the spot where the fire had been。 then he grew very calm。 perhaps the old-timer on sulphur creek was right。 if he had only had a trail-mate he would have been in no danger now。 the trail-mate could have built the fire。 well, it was up to him to build the fire over again, and this second time there must be no failure。 even if he succeeded, he would most likely lose some toes his feet must be badly frozen by now, and there would be some time before the second fire was ready。

　　such were his thoughts, but he did not sit and think them。 he was busy all the time they were passing through his mind。 he made a new foundation for a fire, this time in the open, where no treacherous tree could blot it out。 net, he gathered dry grasses and tiny twigs from the high-water flotsam。 he could not bring his fingers together to pull them out, but he was able to gather them by the handful。 in this way he got many rotten twigs and bits of green moss that were undesirable, but it was the best he could do。 he worked methodically, even collecting an armful of the larger branches to be used later when the fire gathered strength。 and all the while the dog sat and watched him, a certain yearning wistfulness in its eyes, for it looked upon him as the fire-provider, and the fire was slow in coming。

　　when all was ready, the man reached in his pocket for a second piece of birch bark。 he knew the bark was there, and, though he could not feel it with his fingers, he could hear its crisp rustling as he fumbled for it。 try as he would, he could not clutch hold of it。 and all the time in his consciousness, was the knowledge that each instant his feet were freezing。 this thought tended to put him in a panic, but he fought against it and kept calm。 he pulled on his mittens with his teeth, and threshed his arms back and forth, beating his hands with all his might against his sides。 he did this sitting down, and he stood up to do it; and all the while the do,g sat in the snow, its wolf-brush of a tail curled around warmly over its forefeet, its sharp wolf

学英语作文篇5

　　Chritmas is the day that Jesus Christ was born. people in the world celebrate and worship this day in his honor. The santa claus will come out and send presents for children. Christmas cards and decorated trees are all over the place. The carolling of Christmas songs echo through the air. I am not a Chirstian， but I also enjoy the atmosphere of Chrismas. I wish everybody have a merry Chirismas.

　　圣诞节是耶稣基督出生的那一天，人庆祝和崇拜这一天在他的荣誉。圣诞老人将出来，给孩子们送礼物。圣诞贺卡和装饰树木到处都是。圣诞节的圣诞颂歌的'歌曲在空中回响。我不是一个基督教人，但我也喜欢圣诞节的气氛。我希望每个人都有一个人都圣诞节快乐。

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