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学英语作文9篇（优选）

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学英语作文9篇（优选）

学英语作文篇1

　　happiness eists everywhere. everyone has a different definition to the true meaning of happiness. some people think possessing a great deal of money is the secret to happiness, while others feel giving aid to others makes them happy. i approve of the latter there are many poor people in our society, and we can contribute some money to charities to help them. when the poor receive our assistance, their lives will improve. smiles will appear on their faces, and this is the best reward we can get from helping others. regardless of gratitude of price, we should help others from the depths of our hearts. when we see their happy smiles, we will be happy as well. so i think that true happiness comes from the mind.

学英语作文篇2

　　my english friend name is jim .he

　　is ten , his family in london, he and his family member comes our china to play .

　　he has a cosin ,he name is qianyu hi is

　　oniy four years old ,but he has a lot of

　　questions .look he is pointing at the chopsticks to ask that my this is anything.

　　i and jim has become the good friend .

　　several days later jim said that he wanted, he said that i love china .i will forget that you zhou lei, will have free time london to look at me .ok see you jim. see ｙｏｕ．

学英语作文篇3

　　I am a helpful girl. I like to help others.

　　At school, I help my classmates. Sometimes I help them to sweep the floor. Sometimes I help them to dust their schoolbag. Sometimes when someone has a stomachache, I take him or her to see the doctor.

　　At home, I often help my parents. Sometimes I help my mum to clean the floor or dust the furniture. Sometimes I help her to feed the fish or water the plants. I like helping my mother! And I can help my father, too. My father is very busy. I always help him to make a cup of tea. Sometimes I go to the shops and buy food and drinks for him. He is very happy! And sometimes he comes back home late at night. He feels tired. At this time, I can make some food for him.

　　My teachers and parents think I am a helpful child. What do you think? Do you like me?

学英语作文篇4

　　WHERE THERE IS A WILL, THERE IS A WAY

　　The secret of success (The key to success) is not so much money as a strong will. A great man is one who has a strong will and an indomitable spirit. In other words, if a man does not have a strong will to win (get) the final victory, he will never succeed in his life. He is no more than a failure.It is quite obvious that there is no difficult thing (nothing difficult) in the world. if you make up your mind to do it, you will certainly accomplish your end. That stands to reason.

　　【参考翻译】

　　有志者事竟成

　　成功的要诀不是金钱而是一个坚强的意志(用not so mush... as)。一个大人物是一个具有坚强意志和不屈不挠精神的人。换句话说，如果一个人没有坚强意志去获得最后胜利的人，他终其一生永远不会成功。他只不过是(用no more than)一个失败者。很显明的'世界上并没有难事。如果你下定决心去做它，你一定会达到目的。那是显而易见的。

学英语作文篇5

　　catch ones breath 喘气,松口气;屏息

　　catch ones eye 引人注目

　　catch sight of 看到,发现

　　come into effect 生效;实施

　　come into operation 施行,实行,生效

　　come to ones senses 醒悟;苏醒

　　come true 实现

　　could not help 禁不住,忍不住

　　cut short 中断,打断

　　do ones best 尽力,努力

　　enjoy oneself 过得快活

　　fall in love with 爱上

　　find fault 找岔

　　gain an advantage over 胜过,优于

　　get hold of 得到,获得

　　get rid of 丢弃,摆脱,

　　get the best of 战胜

　　get the better of 战胜,占上风

　　get together 会面,装配

　　give rise to 引起,导致

　　give way 让路,让步

学英语作文篇6

　　It was a fine day today. We went to visit the Yakult Milk Factory.

　　At nine o’clock we all meet at the playground. We went there by school bus. When we got there, we watched a short cartoon.

　　It is the introduction of the Yakult milk. And we also drank a bottle of Yakult milk too. It is so delicious. After that they showed us around the workshops. It is so clean and quiet. Most of them are machines.

　　There are a few workers in this factory. It is the first time for me to see such a mechanical factory.

　　At noon, we went to the MacDonald’s for lunch.

　　Today was a happy day for me.

学英语作文篇7

　　day had broken cold and gray, eceedingly cold and gray, when the man turned aside from the main yukon trail and climbed the high earth-bank, where a dim and little traveled trail led eastward through the fat spruce timberland。 it was a steep bank, and he paused for breath at the top, ecusing the act to himself by looking at his watch。 it was nine oclock。 there was no sun nor hint of sun, though there was not a cloud in the sky。 it was a clear day, and yet there seemed an intangible pall over the face of things, a subtle gloom that made the day dark, and that was due to the absence of sun。 this fact did not worry the man。 he was used to the lack of sun。 it had been days since he had seen the sun, and he knew that a few more-days must pass before that cheerful orb, due south, would just peep above the sky-line and dip immediately from view。

　　the man flung a look back along the way he had come。 the yukon lay a mile wide and hidden under three feet of ice。 on top of this ice were as many feet of snow。 it was all pure white, rolling in gentle, undulations where the ice jams of the freeze-up had formed。 north and south, as far as his eye could see, it was unbroken white, save for a dark hairline that curved and twisted from around the spruce-covered island to the south, and that curved and twisted away into the north, where it disappeared behind another spruce-covered island。 this dark hair-line was the trail--the main trail--that led south five hundred miles to the chilcoot pass, dyea, and salt water; and that led north seventy miles to dawson, and still on to the north a thousand miles to nulato, and finally to st。 michael on bering sea, a thousand miles and half a thousand more。

　　but all this--the mysterious, far-reaching hair-line trail。 the absence of sun from the sky, the tremendous cold, and the strangeness and weirdness of it all--made no impression on the man。 it was not because he was long used to it。 he was a newcomer! in the land, a chechaquo, and this was his first winter。 the trouble with him was that he was without imagination。 he was quick and alert in the things of life, but only in the things, and not in the significances。 fifty degrees below zero meant eighty-odd degrees of frost。 such fact impressed him as being cold and uncomfortable, and that was all。 it did not lead him to meditate upon his frailty as a creature of temperature, and upon mans frailty in general, able only to live within certain narrow limits of heat and cold; and from there on it did not lead him to the conjectural field of immortality and mans place in the universe。 fifty degrees below zero stood forte bite of frost that hurt and that must be guarded against by the use of mittens, ear-flaps, warm moccasins, and thick socks。 fifty degrees below zero was to him just precisely fifty degrees below zero。 that there should be anything more to it than that was a thought that never entered his head。

　　as he turned to go on, he spat speculatively。 there was a sharp, eplosive crackle that startled him。 he spat again。 and again, in the air, before it could fall to the snow, the spittle crackled。 he knew that at fifty below spittle crackled on the snow, but this spittle had crackled in the air。 undoubtedly it was colder than fifty below--how much colder he did not know。 but the temperature did not matter。 he was bound for the old claim on the left fork of henderson creek, where the boys were already。 they had come over across the divide from the indian creek country, while he had come the roundabout way to take; a look at the possibilities of getting out logs in the spring from the islands in the yukon。 he would be in to camp by si oclock; a bit after dark, it was true, but the boys would be there, a fire would be going, and a hot supper would be ready。 as for lunch, he pressed his hand against the protruding bundle under his jacket。 it was also under his shirt, wrapped up in a handkerchief and lying against the naked skin。 it was the only way to keep the biscuits from freezing。 he smiled agreeably to himself as he thought of those biscuits, each cut open and sopped in bacon grease, and each enclosing a generous slice of fried bacon。

　　he plunged in among the big spruce trees。 the trail was faint。 a foot of snow had fallen since the last sled had passed over, and he was glad he was without a sled, traveling light。 in fact, he carried nothing but the lunch wrapped in the handkerchief。 he was surprised, however, at the cold。 it certainly was cold, he concluded as he rubbed his numb nose and cheek-bones with his mittened hand。 he was a warm-whiskered man, but the hair on his face did not protect the high cheek-bones and the eager nose that thrust itself aggressively into the frosty air。

　　at the mans heels trotted a dog, a big native husky, the proper wolfdog, gray-coated and without any visible or temperamental difference from its brother, the wild wolf。 the animal was depressed by the tremendous cold。 it knew that it was no time for traveling。 its instinct told it a truer tale than was told to the man by the mans judgment。 in reality, it was not merely colder than fifty below zero; it was colder than sity below, than seventy below。 it was seventy-five below zero。 since the freezing point is thirty-two above zero, it meant that one hundred and seven degrees of frost obtained。 the dog did not know anything about thermometers。 possibly in its brain there was no sharp consciousness of a condition of very cold such as was in the mans brain。 but the brute had its instinct。 it eperienced a vague but menacing apprehension that subdued it and made it slink along at the mans heels, and that made it question eagerly every unwonted movement of the man as if epecting him to go into camp or to seek shelter somewhere and build a fire。 the dog had learned fire, and it wanted fire, or else to burrow under the snow and cuddle its warmth away from the air。

　　the frozen moisture of its breathing had settled on its fur in a fine powder of frost, and especially were its jowls, muzzle, and eyelashes whitened by its crystalled breath。 the mans red beard and mustache were likewise frosted, but more solidly, the deposit taking the form of ice and increasing with every warm, moist breath he ehaled。 also, the man was chewing tobacco, and the muzzle of ice held his lips so rigidly that he was unable to clear his chin when he epelled the juice。 the result was that a crystal beard of the color and solidity of amber was increasing its length on his chin。 if he fell down it would shatter itself, like glass, into brittle fragments。 but he did not mind the appendage。 it was the penalty all tobacco-chewers paid in that country, and he had been out before in two cold snaps。 they had not been so cold as this, he knew, but by the spirit thermometer at sity mile he knew they had been registered at fifty below and at fifty-five。

　　he held on through the level stretch of woods for several miles, crossed a wide flat of rigger-heads, and dropped down a bank to the frozen bed of a small stream。 this was henderson creek, and he knew he was ten miles from the forks。 he looked at his watch。 it was ten oclock。 he was making four miles an hour, and he calculated that he would arrive at the forks at half-past twelve。 he decided to celebrate that event by eating his lunch there。

　　the dog dropped in again at his heels, with a tail drooping discouragement, as the man swung along the creek-bed。 the furrow of the old sled-trail was plainly visible, but a dozen inches of snow covered the marks of the last runners。 in a month no man had come up or down that silent creek。 the man held steadily on。 he was not much given to thinking, and just then particularly he had nothing to think about save that he would eat lunch at-the forks and that at si oclock he would be in camp with the boys。 there was nobody to talk to; and, had there been, speech would have been impossible because of the ice-muzzle on his mouth。 so he continued monotonously to chew tobac

学英语作文篇8

　　三年级时，我开始学英语，已经五十一岁的妈妈竟嚷着要陪我一起学。我百思不得其解，笑她道：“老来学皮匠，难道您想到外交部当翻译？”妈妈笑而不语。

　　此后，每当我读英语时，妈妈都会认真地跟着我读。最初，妈妈常常是嘴巴张着，却没声音;或是脸憋得通红，就是发不准音。每次看到妈妈“为难”的样子，我都故意读得很快，一看她跟不上，我便哈哈大笑。可没过多久，妈妈的英语水平一下子提高了，不仅发音标准，还能指出我的发音错误！

　　咦？咋回事？妈妈是怎么做到的呢？我很纳闷。疑团终于揭晓了——

　　那天晚上，我洗漱完准备睡觉，突然聽到客厅有人在用英语唱《生日快乐歌》，难道爸爸妈妈趁我睡觉了偷偷庆祝生日？我悄悄地起床，溜到门边，将门拉开一条缝往外看，原来是妈妈在唱歌。只见她左手拿着我的英语书，右手指着单词，嘴巴做出各种夸张的形状，一遍一遍地跟着手机里的录音唱。原来妈妈在偷偷学英语呢！看到这一幕，我心里酸酸的，我不应该瞧不起妈妈，更不应该捉弄妈妈。妈妈真的很勤奋，怪不得她进步那么快、那么大！

　　看着妈妈认真学习的样子，我惭愧地低下了头，也明白了她的良苦用心。小时候的她几乎没上过英语课，可她怕我刚接触英语跟不上，竟然选择了陪我学英语的'“笨”办法。

　　最好的爱便是陪伴，有这样的妈妈，我发自内心的感激和骄傲！

学英语作文篇9

　　it was my first day at school. i walked into the building where i was going to live ,and looked at door after door for my name. at last i found it. in the room there was already a student making his bed.

　　after we said"hello"to each other, he continued his work, paying no attention to me."what a stuck-up fellow,"i thought. i examined the room. it was not different in the fittings and furnishings from any other room i had seen. but it had been thoroughly cleaned by my new roommate, no doubt.

　　i looked at him. he was thin, short, and dark. his hair was like a bundle of straw. his dirty clothes and tired look were clearly signs of a long journey . his clothes were made of cheap cloth. the coat was too short and the trousers were too loose. and he wore a pair of rubber shoes , which were very unfashionable. he did not look like a smart senior student at all . "a yokel ,"i concluded.

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