学英语作文

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学英语作文 篇1

　　中国的传统文化有着悠久的历史，许多至今还保留着，其中最让我难忘的是春节。

　　China's traditional culture has a long history, many of which are still preserved, of which the most unforgettable is the Spring Festival.

　　除夕夜的夜晚，我们一家人坐在一起吃团圆饭，个个高高兴兴。随着一阵烟火声，我们也开始放起烟火，我们点好火以后，各自放射出不同的烟火：有的像直冲下来的的鹰，有的像闪闪发光的钻石，有的像奔跑的'骏马，还有的像欢蹦乱跳的小鸟……烟火把天空染得姹紫嫣红。春节联欢晚会开始了，我们一家人坐在电视机旁津津有味地欣赏着丰富多彩的节目。接着，我们在12点钟声的倒计时中迎来了新年的第一天。

　　On the night of new year's Eve, our family sat together to have a reunion dinner, and all of them were happy. With the sound of fireworks, we started to set off fireworks. After we lit the fire, we each emitted different fireworks: some were like eagles coming straight down, some were like sparkling diamonds, some were like running horses, and some were like jumping birds The sky was ablaze with fireworks. The Spring Festival Gala began. Our family sat by the TV and enjoyed the colorful programs. Then, in the countdown to 12 o'clock, we ushered in the first day of the new year.

　　新年的第一天，家家户户的大门上都贴着春联，到处洋溢着喜气洋洋的气息。

　　On the first day of the new year, Spring Festival couplets are pasted on the doors of every household, which are full of joy.

　　为什么要贴春联、放烟火呢？原来这里面包含着一个故事：传说有一个叫年的怪物，每当过年时都要出来伤害人畜。后来有一位仙人告诉人们，年怕红色和响声，这样就有了放烟火、贴春联的习俗。

　　Why paste Spring Festival couplets and set off fireworks? It turns out that there is a story in it: it is said that there is a monster called Nian who comes out to hurt people and animals every time during the new year. Later, an immortal told people that Nian was afraid of red and noise, so there was the custom of setting off fireworks and pasting spring couplets.

　　我最喜欢春节，喜欢春节的快乐和热闹

　　I like Spring Festival best. I like the joy and bustle of Spring Festival

学英语作文 篇2

　　Cartoons

　　there are many television programs in taiwan today, from tv aeries, quiz shows, soap operas, movies to cartoons. of all the programs, i like to watch cartoons the best, like cartoon network, disney and many others. i like to watch cartoons because they are funny and very interesting, especially when i am sad, tired or bored. i also like cartoon characters. they are so cute and vivid. we must use our imagination when we watch cartoons. because they are often eaggerated, so you need to have a sense of humor.

学英语作文 篇3

　　4月15日，晴

　　多有趣啊!我去参加了一个英语角在我家附近的一个公园有很多学生这和公公婆婆正在客厅和外国友人在英语角。英语角成立三年前做出的。我认为,我们不仅可以练习说英语,而且还会使很多的外国朋友们我们谈论有趣的`东西和交换了学习英语的经历,与对方。我提高了我的英语,因为我成了一名成员的英语角。

学英语作文 篇4

　　once in a while the thought reiterated itself that it was very cold and that he had never eperienced such cold。 as he walked along he rubbed his cheek-bones and nose with the back of his mittened hand。 he did this automatically, now and again changing hands。 but rub as he would, the instant he stopped his cheek-bones went numb, and the following instant the end of his nose went numb。 he was sure to frost his cheeks; he knew that, and eperienced a pang of regret that he had not devised a nose-strap of the sort bud wore in cold snaps。 such a strap passed across the cheeks, as well, and saved them。 but it didnt matter much, after all。 what were frosted cheeks? a bit painful, that was all; they were never serious。

　　empty as the mans mind was of thoughts, he was keenly observant, and he noticed the changes in the creek, the curves and bends and timber jams, and always he sharply noted where he placed his feet。 once coming around a bend, he shied abruptly, like a startled horse, curved away from the place where he had been walking, and retreated several paces back along the trail。 the creek he knew was frozen clear to the bottom,--no creek could contain water in that arctic winter,--but he knew also that there were springs that bubbled out from the hillsides and ran along under the snow and on top the ice of the creek。 he knew that the coldest snaps never froze these springs, and he knew likewise their danger。 they were traps。 they hid pools of water under the snow that might be three inches deep, or three feet。 sometimes a skin of ice。 half an inch thick covered them, and in turn was covered by the snow sometimes there were alternate layers of water and ice-skin, so that when one broke through he kept on breaking through for a while, sometimes wetting himself to the waist。

　　that was why he had shied in such panic。 he had felt the give under his feet and heard the crackle of a snow-hidden ice-skin。 and to get his feet wet in such a temperature meant trouble and danger。 at the very least it meant delay, for he would be forced to stop and build a fire, and under its protection to bare his feet while he dried his socks and moccasins。 he stood and studied the creek-bed and its banks, and decided that the flow of water came from the right。 he reflected a while, rubbing his nose and cheeks, then skirted to the left, stepping gingerly and testing the footing for each step。 once clear of the danger, he took a fresh chew of tobacco and swung along at his four-mile gait。

　　in the course of the net two hours he came upon several similar traps。 usually the snow above the hidden pools had a sunken, candied appearance that advertised the danger。 once again, however, he had a close call; and once, suspecting danger, he compelled the dog to go on in front。 the dog did not want to go。 it hung back until the man shoved it forward, and then it went quickly across the white, unbroken surface。 suddenly it broke through, floundered to one side, and got away to firmer footing。 it had wet its forefeet and legs, and almost immediately the water that clung to it turned to ice。 it made quick efforts to lick the ice off its legs, then dropped down in the snow and began to bite out the ice that had formed between the toes。 l his was a matter of instinct。 to permit the ice to remain would mean sore feet。 it did not know this。 it merely obeyed the mysterious prompting that arose from the deep crypts of its being。 but the man knew, having achieved a judgment on the subject, and he removed the mitten from his right hand and helped tear out the ice-particles。 he did not epose his fingers more than a minute, and was astonished at the swift numbness that smote them。 it certainly was cold。 he pulled on the mitten hastily, and beat the hand savagely across his chest。

　　at twelve oclock the day was at its brightest。 yet the sun was too; far south an its winter journey to clear the horizon。 the bulge of the earth intervened between it arid henderson creek, where the man walked under a clear sky at noon and cast no shadow。 at half-past twelve, to the minute, he arrived at the forks of the creek。 he was。 pleased at the speed he had made。 if he kept it up, he would certainly be with the boys by si。 he unbuttoned his jacket and shirt and drew forth his lunch。 the action consumed no more than a quarter of a minute, yet in that brief moment the numbness laid hold of the eposed fingers。 he did not put the mitten on, but, instead struck the fingers a dozen sharp smashes against his leg。 then he sat down on a snow-covered log to eat。 the sting that followed upon the striking of his fingers against his leg ceased so quickly that he was startled。 he had had no chance to take a bite of biscuit。 he struck the fingers repeatedly and returned them to the mitten, baring the other hand for the purpose of eating, he tried to take a mouthful, but the ice-muzzle prevented。 he had forgotten to build a fire and thaw out。 he chuckled at his foolishness, and as he chuckled he noted the numbness creeping into the eposed fingers。 also, he noted that the stinging which had first come to his toes when he sat down was already passing away。 he wandered whether the toes were warm or numb。 he moved them inside the moccasins and decided that they were numb。

　　he pulled the mitten on hurriedly and stood up。 he was a bit frightened。 he stamped up and down until the stinging returned into the feet。 it certainly was cold, was his thought。 that man from sulphur creek had spoken the truth when telling how cold it sometimes got in the country。 and he had laughed at him at the time! that showed one must not be too sure of things。 there was no mistake about it, it was cold。 he strode up and down, stamping his feet and threshing his arms, until reassured by the returning warmth。 then he got out matches and proceeded to make a fire。 from the undergrowth, where high water of the previous spring had lodged a supply of seasoned twigs, he got his firewood。 working carefully from a small beginning, he soon had a roaring fire, over which he thawed the ice from his face and in the protection of which he ate his biscuits。 for the moment the cold space was outwitted。 the dog took satisfaction in the fire, stretching out close enough for warmth and far enough away to escape being singed。

　　when the man had finished, be filled his pipe and took his comfortable time over a smoke。 then he pulled on his mittens, settled the ear-flaps of his cap firmly about his ears, and took the creek trail up the left fork。 the dog was disappointed and yearned back toward the fire。 this man did not know cold。 possibly all the generations of his ancestry had been ignorant of cold of real cold, of cold one hundred and seven degrees below freezing point。 but the dog knew; all its ancestry knew, and it had inherited the knowledge。 and it knew that it was not good to walk abroad in such fearful cold。 it was the time to lie snug in a hole in the snow and wait for a curtain of cloud to be drawn across the face of outer space whence this cold came。 on the other hand, there was no keen intimacy between the dog and the man。 the one was the toil-slave of the other, and the only caresses it had ever received were the caresses of the whiplash and of harsh and menacing throat-sounds that threatened the whiplash。 so, the dog made no effort to communicate its apprehension to the man。 it was not concerned in the welfare of the man, it was for its own sake that it yearned back toward the fire。 but the man whistled, and spoke to it with the sound of whiplashes and the dog swung in at the mans heel and followed after。

　　the man took a chew of tobacco and proceeded to start a new amber beard。 also, his moist breath quickly powdered with white his mustache, eyebrows, and lashes。 there did not seem to be so many springs on the left fork of the henderson, and for half an hour the man saw no signs of any。 and then it happened。 at a place where there were

学英语作文 篇5

　　My mother is a beautiful woman.And she is very nice.She is very tall.And she has a brown hairs.She's a worker.She is very hard.My mother like fruits.She bought lots of delicious food ahd stationery.She was very concerned about my study.I love my mother!How about you?