【精華】英文作文錦集8篇

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英文作文 篇1

　　Different people have different views on success.Some hold that making a great deal of money means success.Others argue that holding an important post in the government means success.Still others believe that having a high academic title at a famous university or a research institute means success. In my opinion,success means brilliant achievement in our work.In other words,no matter what we do,making outstanding contributions to the development of our country and bringing help and happiness to others is success. To achieve success,we should,first of all,have a clear long-term goal in our life.Besides,we should have short term goals in different periods of life.As we know,it is these short term goals that make our long-term goal possible.Second,we should be both perseverant and hardworking.Whatever we do,there are always two possibilities:success and failure.We should never lose heart when we come across difficulties or when we are confronted with failure.Instead,we should learn from our experience,build up our confidence and work even harder and smarter towards our purpose.Third,we should follow the examples of those who are successful and learn from them.Finally,we should try to get along well with our classmates and colleagues.We should care for each other and help each other in our study,our work and our life,because team work is of great importance in the realization of our dream. If we can follow these principles,we will certainly achieve remarkable success in our life.

英文作文 篇2

　　Perhaps you're familiar with the super-strict mom who pushes her kids to be the best at school sport and music - no matter what the cost. Well there's another name in the parenting world: Cat Dad.

　　Cat Dads use a solfer way to teach the kids. They are gentle and relaxed about family rules. They try their best to make their kids confident and have the ability to think independently.

　　The term has become well known because of a popular Chinese TV series Tiger Mom Cat Dad .The two lead characters are a strict Tiger Mom and an easy-going Cat Dad.They always have different opinions and disagree with each other as they try to raise their young daughter.

　　And as if the Tiger-Cat fight isn't enough there's also another parent- Wolf Dad.Wolf Dad is even stricter than Tiger Mom . Wolf Dads believe that "beating kids is part of their upbringing."

　　"Just as the name suggests Cat Dad prefers a gentle way to children's education while Tiger Mom and Wold Dad believe that education is a painful process."says Vincent Ni of BBC Chinese.

英文作文 篇3

　　Today is March 8, International Women's Day is to commemorate the world of working women to fight for peace and democracy, women's liberation struggle holiday.

　　Since yesterday, I discussed with my father on how to make my mother happy over the holiday. I would first make a suggestion: Give my mother to buy a new phone. Dad thought for a moment, said: Mom bought a mobile phone soon, you can use, there is no need to change. Dad said: We go out to buy some cosmetics, her mother there. I am opposed to: Mom's cosmetics too much, many of which are not all useful. My Father and I are anxious, and in the end what got her point? We simply asked her what he wanted bar. But my mother said: I do not want to buy, I just want to sleep. I do not know why my mother this way, but I know my mother is very hard to control more than 300 college students, daytime talk, meetings, writing papers, fill out information and give students lessons, etc. in the evening and

　　students should check the study up the bedroom. If it is me, I would like the mother, in addition to want to sleep, the other wants to do nothing.

　　However, I and Dad are determined to give my mother,

　　International Women's Day gifts, things came back to buy her mother was shocked at my father bought a goggles and a pillow, my mother smiled.

　　I wish Mom Women's Day Happy!

英文作文 篇4

　　The Devotion of Love 愛的奉獻(xiàn)

　　Dear friends, you may have heard the song--The Devotion of Love. It has been very popular since 1988, and is enjoyed by more and more people. Why? Because it has been sung for the people. As long as everyone devotes a little love, the world will be even more beautiful.Whenever I hear the song, I can't help thinking of my dear teacher,Mr. Wang. He gave his life to the cause of education. He will be remembered as an engineer of the soul forever. As his student, I will never forget those days that we spent together.

　　He was a kind and warm-hearted man. The moment I saw him, I felt as if he were my father. In class, he was strict in our studies. But in the spare time, he was our good friend. He often taught us how to play the violin, to sing, and to draw pictures. He cared not only for our studies but also for our minds. Whenever we had difficulties in our studies or in our daily life, he would encourage us to overcome them. When we failed in our exams, he would help us, "Don't lose heart, work harder and you will succeed." On his holidays, he would give up his rest to help those who had difficulty in their studies so that they could catch up with the other students. He was just like a candle, burning himself away to provide light for other. He was such a good teacher that all of us loved and respected him.

　　But a year ago, word came that Mr. Wang died of cancer. Hearing this, I couldn't help crying. I remember the song of Small Grass: No sweeter than a flower, no taller than a tree…. Small grass is ordinary, but grand. Mr. Wang is a blade of small grass. He gave his students all his love. Mr. Wang will live in our hearts forever.

　　A Service of Love 愛的奉獻(xiàn)

　　When one loves one’s Art no service seems too hard.

　　Joe came out of the Middle West with a genius for pictorial art2. At six he drew a picture of the town pump with an important citizen passing it hurriedly. This work was framed3 and hung in the drug store window. At twenty he left for New York.

　　Delia did things in music so well in a pine-tree village in the South that her relatives raised a little money for her to go “North” and “finish.” They could not see her, but that is our story.

　　Joe and Delia met in a studio where a number of art and music students had gathered to discuss all kinds of arts.

　　Joe and Delia fell in love with each other, and in a short time were married—for, when one loves one’s Art no service seems too hard.

　　The couple began housekeeping in a flat. It was a lonely flat. And they were happy; for they had their Art and they had each other.

　　Joe was painting in the class of the great Magister—you know his fame. His fees are high; his lessons are light—his high-lights have brought him fame. Delia was studying under Rosenstock—a very strict piano teacher.

　　They were very happy as long as their money lasted. So is everybody. Their aims were very clear. They hoped their arts could bring them wealth and fame.

　　But the best, in my opinion, was the home life in the little flat—the warm chats after the day’s study; the comfortable dinners and fresh, light breakfasts; the interchange of ambitions4; the mutual help and inspiration; and meat and cheese sandwiches at 11 p. m.

　　But after a while Art flagged5. It sometimes does, even if nobody flags it. Everything going out and nothing coming in. Money was lacking to pay Mr. Magister and Rosenstock their prices. When one loves one’s Art no service seems too hard. So, Delia said she must give music lessons to make a living.

　　For two or three days she went out hunting for pupils. One evening she came home happily.

　　“Joe, dear,” she said, “I’ve a pupil. And, oh, the loveliest people! General—General Pinkney’s daughter—on Seventy-first Street. Such a splendid house, Joe—you ought to see the front door! Byzantine6. I think you would call it. And inside! Oh, Joe, I never saw anything like it before.

　　“My pupil is his daughter Clementina. I dearly love her already. She’s a delicate thing—dresses always in white; and the sweetest, simplest manners! Only eighteen years old. I’m to give three lessons a week; and, just think, Joe! $5 a lesson. I don’t mind it a bit; for when I get two or three more pupils I can once again take up my lessons with Rosenstock. Now, smooth out that wrinkle between your brows7, dear, and let’s have a nice supper.”

　　“That’s all right for you, Dele,” said Joe, opening a can of peas with a carving knife, “but how about me? Do you think I’m going to let you hurry for wages while I enjoy the taste of high art? No! I guess I can do something, and bring in a dollar or two.”

　　Delia came and hung about his neck.

　　“Joe, dear, you are silly. You must keep on at your studies. It is not as if I had left my music and gone to work at something else. While I teach I learn. I am always with my music. And we can live as happily as millionaires on $15 a week. You mustn’t think of leaving Mr. Magister.”

　　“All right,” said Joe, reaching for the vegetable dish. “But I hate for you to be giving lessons. It isn’t Art. But you’re great and a dear to do it.”

　　“When one loves one’s Art no service seems too hard,” said Delia.

　　“Magister praised the sky in that sketch8 I made in the park,” said Joe. “And Tinkle gave me permission to hang two of them in his window. I may sell one if the right kind of a rich fellow sees them.”

　　“I’m sure you will,” said Delia sweetly. “And now let’s be thankful for General Pinkney and this roast.”

　　During all of the next week the couple had an early breakfast. Joe was excited about some sketches he was doing in Central Park, and Delia prepared breakfast for him, praised, and kissed at seven o’clock. It was most times seven o’clock when he returned in the evening.

　　At the end of the week Delia, sweetly proud but tired, threw three five-dollar bills on the 8 by 10 (inches) centre table of the 8 by 10 (feet) flat room9.

　　“Sometimes,” she said, “Clementina tires me. I’m afraid she doesn’t practise enough, and I have to tell her the same things so often. And then she always dresses entirely in white, and that does get monotonous10. But General Pinkney is the dearest old man! I wish you could know him, Joe. He comes in sometimes when I am with Clementina at the piano and stands there pulling his white beard. ‘And how are the semiquavers and the demi-semiquavers progressing11?’ he always asks.

　　“I wish you could see the wainscoting in that drawing-room, Joe!”

　　And then Joe, with the air of a Monte Cristo12, drew out a ten, a five, a two and a one—all legal notes13—and laid them beside Delia’s earnings.

　　“Sold that water-colour to a man from Peoria,” he announced happily.

　　“Don’t joke with me,” said Delia—“not from Peoria!”

　　“All the way. I wish you could see him, Dele. Fat man with a woolen coat. He saw the sketch in Tinkle’s window and thought it was a windmill14 and bought it anyhow. He ordered another—an oil sketch of the Lackawanna freight depot15—to take back with him. Music lessons! Oh, I guess Art is still in it.”

　　“I’m so glad you’ve kept on,” said Delia heartily. “You’re sure to win, dear. Thirty-three dollars! We never had so much to spend before. We’ll have a rich dinner to-night.”

　　On the next Saturday evening Joe reached home first. He spread his $18 on the table and washed what seemed to be a great deal of dark paint from his hands.

　　Half an hour later Delia arrived, her right hand tied up in a shapeless bundle of wraps and bandages16.

　　“How is this?” asked Joe after the usual greetings.

　　Delia laughed, but not very joyously.

　　“Clementina,” she explained, “insisted upon a Welsh rabbit17 after her lesson. She is such a strange girl. Welsh rabbits at five in the afternoon. The General was there. You should have seen him run for the chafing dish18, Joe, just as if there wasn’t a servant in the house. I know Clementina isn’t in good health; she is so nervous. In serving the rabbit she spilled19 a great lot of it, boiling hot, over my hand and wrist. It hurt terribly, Joe. And the dear girl was so sorry! But General Pinkney!—Joe, that old man nearly went crazy. He rushed downstairs and sent somebody out to a drug store for some oil and things to bind it up with. It doesn’t hurt so much now.”

　　“What’s this?” asked Joe, taking the hand softly and pulling at some white strands20 under the bandages.

　　“It’s something soft,” said Delia, “that had oil on it. Oh, Joe, did you sell another sketch?” She had seen the money on the table.

　　“Did I?” said Joe. “Just ask the man from Peoria. He got his sketch today, and he isn’t sure but he thinks he wants another parkscape and a view on the Hudson21. What time this afternoon did you burn your hand, Dele?”

　　“Five o’clock, I think,” said Dele . “The iron—I mean the rabbit came off the fire about that time. You ought to have seen General Pinkney, Joe, when—”

　　“Sit down here a moment, Dele,” said Joe. He drew her to the couch, sat down beside her and put his arm across her shoulders.

　　“What have you been doing for the last two weeks, Dele?” he asked.

　　She sat in silence for a moment or two with an eye full of love, and murmured a phrase or two of General Pinkney; but at last down went her head and out came the truth and tears.

　　“I couldn’t get any pupils,” she said. “And I couldn’t bear to have you give up your lessons; and I got a place ironing shirts in that big Twenty-fourth Street laundry22. And I think I did very well to make up both General Pinkney and Clementina, don’t you, Joe? And when a girl in the laundry set down a hot iron on my hand this afternoon I was all the way home making up that story about the Welsh rabbit. You’re not angry, are you, Joe? And if I hadn’t got the work you mightn’t have sold your sketches to that man from Peoria.”

　　“He wasn’t from Peoria,” said Joe slowly.

　　“Well, it doesn’t matter where he was from. How clever you are, Joe—and—kiss me, Joe—and what made you ever think that I wasn’t giving music lessons to Clementina?”

　　“I didn’t,” said Joe, “until to-night. And I wouldn’t have then, only I sent up this cotton waste and oil from the engine-room this afternoon for a girl upstairs who had her hand burned with an iron. I’ve been firing the engine in that laundry for the last two weeks.”

　　“And then you didn’t—”

　　“My purchaser23 from Peoria,” said Joe, “and General Pinkney are both creations24 of the same art—but you wouldn’t call it either painting or music.”

　　And then they both laughed, and Joe began:

　　“When one loves one’s Art no service seems—”

　　But Delia stopped him with her hand on his lips. “No,” she said—“just ‘When one loves.’”

英文作文 篇5

　　When I was a child, I often go to the countrysidegrandpaAnd every time meetgrandpaUp the hill cutting wood fire, always call me catch a pine beetle bugs eat for me, that is my most memorable childhood memories.

　　Pine is a kind of insect growth in pine tree trunks, special bugs suck their pine juice, white and tender, the section connecting section, look quite like home keep growing tracks.

　　Outside the public is surrounded by hills, trees on the hill.Grandpa every time up the hill cutting wood, will cut a few pine tree in the yard.Over a period of time, the trunk dry, grandpa will take out saw saw pine trees into section by section, and then split with an axe.Grandpa every split a pine tree, I will together with gusto up to, take a look at whether there is delicious pine worm in it.Found a pine tree, I have a warm, happy to jump and jump again: "grandpa, there are bugs!Here is the worm!Come on!Quick pick it out!"Grandpa put down the ax, gladly picked up a bug that trees, a hard knock on the ground, oh!The points in a white slightly yellow bugs drops on the ground, I can't wait to put the bugs in the prepared already in the bag, and then continue to look for a worm...

　　Splitting up trees, returned home, grandpa put worms on a piece of blank paper, and then onruralCall fire Tong heating tool on baking...Ten minutes later, the pine tree insects that peculiar smell in the house was in the open, I can't help but swallow saliva!Grandpa will worm turned over, a bowl with buckles, continue to bake.A moment later, the worm already baked sweet and crisp, connect body to golden yellow, I excitedly cried: "insects baked at last!"I grabbed a baked insects into the mouth, sweet, crisp, immediately, baked insects that unique taste in my mouth has been diffuse throughout the body, this is the tip of the tongue on the delicious!

　　Grandpa told me, pine worm is rich in protein, but also for digestion, eat can strengthen physical health!Catch insects, eating worms became my childhood is the happiest, the most happy thing.

英文作文 篇6

　　嚴(yán)厲的爸爸 My Severe Father

　　My father is a severe person, since I go to school, he always keeps an eye on my study. He keeps contact with my teacher, so as to get to know my newest situation. Sometimes I feel a lot of pressure, I want to do best all the time. But I know my father loves me, he just wants to cultivate me as the excellent student. I will try my best.

　　我的爸爸是個(gè)嚴(yán)厲的人，打從我上學(xué)起，他總是盯著我的學(xué)習(xí)。他一直和我的老師保持聯(lián)系，為了了解我最新的狀況。有時(shí)候我會(huì)感到很大的壓力，我總是想要做得最好。但是我知道爸爸愛我，他只是想要把我培養(yǎng)成一名優(yōu)秀的學(xué)生。我會(huì)盡自己最大的努力。

　　仁慈的媽媽 My Kind Mother

　　My mother takes care of me all the time, she is around me when I need help. Unlike my father, who is so severe and busy, my mother is very kind, when I make mistakes, she will not angry, she tells me to take care of these mistakes and should not make them next time. I am so thankful to my mother, she sacrifices so many things for me.

　　我的媽媽一直在照顧著我，在我需要幫助的時(shí)候，她總是在我身邊。不像我的爸爸那樣的嚴(yán)厲和繁忙，媽媽是很仁慈的，當(dāng)我犯錯(cuò)誤了，她不會(huì)生氣，她告訴我要注意這些錯(cuò)誤，下次不要再犯了。我很感謝我的媽媽，她為我犧牲了那么多。

　　我的'錯(cuò)誤 My Fault

　　Last week, my friend asked me to go to the park with him, I was so happy to say yes. But when that day came, I forgot about our date, I overslept and then stayed at home, watching the TV series. When my friend called me, I suddenly thought of our date, I was so sorry, it is my fault. I must take some action to make up my fault.

　　上周，我的朋友叫我和他一起去公園，我很開心地答應(yīng)了。但是那天到來的時(shí)候，我忘記了我們的約定，我睡過頭了，并且呆在家里看電視劇。在朋友打電話來的時(shí)候，我突然想起了我們的約定，我很抱歉，那是我的錯(cuò)誤。我必須做一些事情來彌補(bǔ)我的錯(cuò)。

　　我愛我的外婆 I Love My Grandma

　　When the summer vacation comes, I will go back to my hometown and stay with my grandma. My grandma loves me so much, every time when I go back to her, she will cook me a lot of delicious food, she knows me so well. I am so happy to stay with her, I feel so peaceful, I love my grandma and I hope I can spend more time with her.

　　當(dāng)暑假到來的時(shí)候，我會(huì)回到家鄉(xiāng)，和外婆呆在一起。我的外婆很愛我，每次在我回到她身邊的時(shí)候，她會(huì)給我煮很多美味的食物，她很了解我。和她呆在一起我很開心，我感到很平靜，我愛我的外婆，我希望能有多點(diǎn)時(shí)間來陪陪她。

　　我的壞脾氣 My Bad Temper

　　I have a bad behavior, when I get angry, I will fight back and say the bad words which will hurt other people. Once my friend Lucy missed the time we had ordered, she was late for half an hour, when she arrive, I got angry and said I did not want to see her again. Two days later, Lucy explained and I felt so sorry to her, I must learn to control my bad temper.

　　我有一個(gè)壞習(xí)慣，當(dāng)我生氣的時(shí)候，我會(huì)反抗，說一些不好聽的話，傷到別人。曾經(jīng)我的朋友露西錯(cuò)過了我們約定的時(shí)間，她遲到了半個(gè)小時(shí)，當(dāng)她來到的時(shí)候，我很生氣，說再也不想見到她。兩天以后，露西解釋了原因，我感到很抱歉，我必須學(xué)著去控制自己的壞脾氣。

　　我能照顧自己 I Can Take Care of Myself

　　Last night, my parents told me that they needed to go out for work at night, so they couldn’t cook for me, they asked me to live with my grandparents. Thinking about staying at home alone, I felt excited, I told them I could take care of myself. When the darkness came, I felt hungry, I cooked the simple dinner, what’s more, I washed the dishes. I can take care of myself.

　　昨晚，我的父母告訴我他們晚上需要外出工作，因此他們無法給我煮晚餐，叫我去和外公外婆一起住。一想到能夠獨(dú)自在家呆著，我就很興奮，我告訴他們我能自己照顧自己。夜晚來臨了，我很餓，煮了一頓簡單的晚飯，而且，我也洗了碗碟。我也能照顧自己。

英文作文 篇7

　　Love is water, cleaning the water spirit; love is a mountain, you can rely on the mountain; maternal love is the wind, blow down wind; motherly love is thunder, thunder impact life.

　　Water

　　As the saying goes, the woman is made of water, that I said that my mother is god. Mother is very love cry, tears like spring rain, in an unbroken line. Watch TV, my mother was often moved to tears; scary stories, mother sometimes cry; however, when I do something wrong, mother's love cry. I am very naughty, always love to do something wrong. Once, I and my grandmother bickering, the grandmother gas straight said to his mother:" see, this is you teach the good son." In the evening, and everyone else to sleep, my mother came to my room, wake me up, tell me a reason, but I still have a little impatient, my mother said, tears as the bead curtain, I feel anxious, saw her mother look, I will get up immediately went to grandma house grandma's apology, grandmother laughed, then point behind, I saw my mother at the door secretly laugh, from now on, my mother's eyes became my life buoy. Motherly love like water, my mental errors washing clean out completely.

　　The wind

　　The spring wind is blown green willow, the wind in the hot summer, the autumn wind blowing yellow rice, winter wind blowing the white earth, a wind blowing up my soul.

　　The exam is every student work achievement exhibition, performance of the direct impact on students' mood. After final exam, transcripts of home that day, I'm disappointed urgently, my English result is 78 points, after reading the report, I will not to utter a single word to lie in bed, staring at the ceiling ... ... I do not know how long after, the door suddenly opened, mother came in and sat down beside me, not looking at me, suddenly, on my mother angrily shouted:" you stay in bed doing? You failed the exam is you don't work hard, can this strange who ... ..." Waiting for her to finish, I cried.

　　Tired of crying, to dry the tears, I looked at my mother. The mother saw my heart calm down, she also restored the true colours, say affectionately to me:" the exam is important, but your subjective effort is more important, as long as you try your best, your life is no '. '" ... ..." My eyes are bright, spirit lifts, confidence and back to me again. Love is like the wind, take my bad mood was not the least trace was found. Blowing, my mind blowing a fresh.

　　Love is not just water, wind ah ah ... ... She is the greatest power in the world. Meng mu, Nu Wa human this revelation, there is another kind of wealth -- that is love.

　　母愛是水，清洗心靈的水;母愛是山，讓你依靠的山;母愛是風(fēng)，吹散失望的風(fēng);母愛是雷，沖擊人生的雷。

　　水

　　俗話說女人是水做的，那我說媽媽就是水神。媽媽很愛哭，眼淚像春雨一樣，連綿不絕�？措娨晻r(shí)，媽媽經(jīng)常會(huì)被感動(dòng)的哭;講恐怖故事時(shí)，媽媽有時(shí)也會(huì)被嚇哭;不過，當(dāng)我做錯(cuò)了事時(shí)，媽媽最喜歡哭。我很淘氣，總愛做一些錯(cuò)事。有一次，我和外婆斗嘴，把外婆氣的直對媽媽說：“看，這就是你教的好兒子�！钡搅送砩�，等其他人都睡了，媽媽來到我的房間，把我叫醒，對我講了一堆大道理，可我還有點(diǎn)兒不耐煩，媽媽說著說著眼淚就像珠簾一樣，我難過急了，看見媽媽的樣子，我馬上起床跑到外婆房里給外婆賠禮道歉，外婆笑了起來，然后指指背后，我看見媽媽在門口偷偷地笑了，從此以后，媽媽的眼睛就成了我人生的航標(biāo)。母愛似水，把我的錯(cuò)誤心理洗濯的一干二凈。

　　風(fēng)

　　春天的風(fēng)吹綠了柳梢頭，夏天的風(fēng)吹散了炎熱，秋天的風(fēng)吹黃了稻谷，冬天的風(fēng)吹白了大地，母愛的風(fēng)吹醒了我的靈魂。

　　考試是每個(gè)學(xué)生勞動(dòng)成果的展示，成績的好與壞直接影響著學(xué)生的心情。在期末考試后，成績單到家的那一天，我失望急了，我的英語成績才78分，看完成績單后，我就一言不發(fā)地躺在床上，看著天花板……不知過了多久，門忽然開了，媽媽進(jìn)來坐在我的身邊，不住打量我，突然，媽媽氣憤地對我大聲吼道：“你賴在床上干什么?你沒考好是你自己不用功，這能怪誰……”等媽媽把話說完，我傷心地哭了。

　　哭累了，把眼淚擦干，我望著慈祥的媽媽。媽媽見我心已冷靜下來，她也恢復(fù)了本來面目，深情地對我說：“考試的分?jǐn)?shù)固然重要，但你的'主觀努力更重要，只要你盡力了，你的人生中就沒‘后悔’兩字……”我的眼睛一亮，精神也好了起來，信心又回到我的身上。母愛如風(fēng)，把我的不良情緒吹得無影無蹤，把我的精神吹得倍兒清爽。

　　母愛不只是水呀、風(fēng)呀……她更是天底下最偉大的力量。孟母、女媧等人類的良母，啟示著人間還有另一種財(cái)富――那就是母愛。

英文作文 篇8

　　Planting Trees Day comes on March 12 every year. Do you know what can we do to help on the day?

　　In China, Planting Trees Day is on March 12. This special day began in 1979. On that day, people can plant many trees. And if we plant trees more, we must also take care of the trees by watering them until they grow up to be strong. In different countries, Planting Trees Days are on different days. Like in India, Planting Trees Day is on July 1.

　　Why do the people plant trees? It is very easy.

　　Because they want to protect the environment. There are many people who want to earn the money form only cutting down trees. So more and more trees are cut by them. But kind people want to protect the environment and make the air clean. So they plant trees as many as they can.

　　All these actions show that people should pay more attention to the environment. We want to make it better, don’t we? So we must plant more trees to protect the environment.

　　So, everyone, if you want to make the air clean, please try your best to protect the environment and plant more trees.

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