英文作文

2022-05-13 英语作文

　　在我们平凡的日常里，大家都不可避免地会接触到作文吧，作文是从内部言语向外部言语的过渡，即从经过压缩的简要的、自己能明白的语言，向开展的、具有规范语法结构的、能为他人所理解的外部语言形式的转化。你知道作文怎样才能写的好吗？下面是小编为大家整理的英文作文6篇，欢迎大家借鉴与参考，希望对大家有所帮助。

英文作文篇1

　　Look at this photo. This is a nice picture of my family.

　　There are five people on it. I am in the middle. I’m laughing. It looks that I am very happy. There’re some pretty flowers in my hands. A man beside me is my father. He is happy, too. Where’s my mother? Oh.. She is behind me. She is a good mother, I think. She’s my friend, too. I love her. My grandparents are behind me, too. They both love me.

　　I like this picture. And I love my family.

英文作文篇2

　　Near the Spring Festival, cities and provinces such as nanjing and jiangxi have experienced a rare snowstorm in decades. Although it has brought a lot of inconvenience to people's life, it has not reduced the atmosphere of the festival in the least, but it has made this year even stronger.

　　Strong in unity, concentrated in love, concentrated in dedication, still concentrated in the busy. A rare snowstorm has left the railway stations, long-distance bus stations, highways and other places stranded in the rush to return home. To solve their problems. Our country leaders, braving the cold, personally to the first line of command, the PLA officers and soldiers in the snow to sweep snow and ice, electric workers risked their lives to repair the damaged lines... Everywhere reflects the unity of the national people and the determination to overcome the snowstorm. The Spring Festival gala, the most popular cultural feast, also temporarily increased the poetry reading dedicated to the disaster area. Look at the supermarket, it's different. In front of the supermarket, there is a red, hot and noisy festive scene, with big red lanterns hanging around the supermarket. Walking into the supermarket, the goods in the street are dazzling. Shopping people are pushing shopping carts, some carrying baskets, some carrying all kinds of things...

　　They shuttled back and forth, as if all goods were free of money. Snapping up the beautiful New Year goods that they need, the face is full of bright smile. NianWeiEr most concentrated to the fireworks firecracker, New Year bell sounded, sot, deafening firecrackers, a variety of colorful fireworks the dark night sky into a colorful world, to see this scene, I can't help thinking of wang anshi "ganjitsu" : "for a New Year's eve firecrackers, spring breeze gifts into the toso.

　　Thousands of families, on the day of the day, always replace the new ones with the old ones. There are many more years, such as eating New Year's eve dinner, enjoying flower lanterns and sticking to Spring Festival couplets.

英文作文篇3

　　From the moment the man jumped up because of the spilled drink, the only other patron in the cafe took notice of his frantic acts and thought the situation was rather amusing. While watching all the action, this patron near the window saw something fell out of the man's pocket during his search for the tissue, but the man did not seem to realize.

　　Al thought about calling out to the man, but decided against it, so he finished his drink, got up, and walked towards him. Picking it off the ground, he looked at the item. It was an electronic key card.

英文作文篇4

　　Our school paper is in great need of an English editor.

　　The editor‘s job mainly includes two parts. One is to choose articles which is suitable for the students from English papers, English magazines and the Intemet. The other is to select and edit the articles from students.

　　If you want to apply for the job you must meet the following requirements. You should be willing to give up some of your spare time to serve the students. And you should be good at English and art and be able to use computer skillfully.

　　Will anyone interested in it please get in touch with the Student Union during this week? Thanks.

　　校报急需英文编辑。

　　工作主要包括两部分。其一是从英文报刊、杂志及互联网上选择适合学生的文章;二是选择和同学们的来稿。

　　如果你想应聘这份工作，你必须符合以下要求。你要乐意贡献一些业余时间为同学们服务。你要英文、美术都好，并且能熟练使用电脑。

　　请感兴趣的同学在本周内与学生会联系。谢谢。

英文作文篇5

　　Not slushy poems this time, hehe. Just want to write something now that the time has come for senior students to leave their college for good.

　　The space before the senior's dorm building looks like junkyard with used articles and back issues scattered in free style, and rubbish collectors apparantly having found their hunting ground. Vans pulled up near the dorms to deliver the luggage for the graduates, and workers from the post office were busy processing the delivery procedures. Those green vans with the white words "China Post" added to the general mood of going to a place- whether it is hometown or the place of job- far from this college where 4 most precious years of one's life is spent. Air mail, railway or vans, there is no more place in this college for your belongings-and no more place for you.

　　The usually chaotic soccer field was relatively quiet these days, with only small groups of people cutting forlorn figures. The other day as I was leaving the pitch, I heard one guy speak to another" So this is our last time kicking a ball here." " Yes, it ended just so fast". Out of the blue, my heart felt jerked by a forceful hand at their plain spoken words. Each of my shot at the goal, pass of the ball, and sliding tackle rushed back in a transfixing flash-in one year's time I will be me who set his feet on this exciting stretch of grass again in what will be my final pilgrimage to this sacred ground. Why there is an end to all good things?

　　Holding each other tight were lovers who were ready( were they actually ready?) to go their separate ways in a couple of days. Looking at them made me share with their sadness and brings me face to face with the cruel fact love CAN'T conquer all. I don't know whom I will be with come the last day of my college life, or maybe I will spend it all by myself, after all my friends here have left, without a girl to say a heart-felt good-bye to, and shed a tear for.

　　The nights were unexpectedly quiet these days, as I was looking forward fervently to an alcohol-fuelled riot or some vandalism to leave the school administration in no doubt how these longest-suffering victims feel about their performance. On the contrary, there isn't much noticeable difference even though there wasn't a ban on alcohol drinking in any form or shape. I think the probelm is they are institutionalized, having grown numb to the disparity between what they wanted and what they ended up with. They stopped caring about making a change when reality changed them. Actually i can feel this resignation slipping into my heart after three years of painful disillusion, being fed up with bullshit and training to be a conformist.

　　This said, I plan to just get on with what my final college year has in store for me and try to find a decent job and make good for what I lost during the four years, like my true self.

　　Farewell, those who are going to walk out of the campus for the last time as if you had never stepped into it. I really want to say more to you, but words fail me. I do feel something deep in my heart about this time of profound transition, to name it, however, is not going to work. Or do I really care about it and is it just I am supposed to react in some way to all this emotional graduation thing? Oh, my God, am I stopping to care?!What's the heck!

　　Thank you for bearing with me, now treat yourself to something less boring!

英文作文篇6

　　I am in a small dark walk on the road, under the silent rain, and moisture of fishes at the foot of the earth, the earth million of the year about the vicissitudes of life, I walk the footsteps of the beat in spring, walking slowly.

　　The baptism of the feelings of the spring, the vegetable out of a green sprouts, the children wearing a crown on the road in chase of the absorption roots of greed told the mannose, with small light rain in the air playing, playing, flowers I accept the spring with the same baptism, his smiling face in the breeze.

　　The wind blowing gently, comb my hair disheveled.

　　The rain drop in my face with my hair gently skin contact, cool.

　　The wind at night, and moisturizes things in silence.

　　Rain, is the messenger of spring, it planted the seeds of the spring, the water constantly, until a hundred flowers blossom and the recovery of all things.

　　Rain, you are a witness of history, you see clouds on the generations of people with their own sweat and the construction of the motherland a better future.

　　Fishes rain falling into the hands of my heart, so lonely in my heart the seed germination

　　(我在一条黑漆漆的小路上走着，雨无声无息的下着，丝丝滋润着脚下的大地，诉说着大地千万年来的沧桑，我踩着春天脚步的`拍子，慢慢的走着。

　　感受春的洗礼，菜田冒出了一株株嫩绿的苗儿，孩子们戴着花冠在大路上追逐，树根贪婪的吸嘱着甘露，微风抱着小雨滴在空中玩耍、嬉戏，花儿同我一样接受春雨的洗礼，在微风中露出笑脸。

　　风轻轻的吹着，梳理着我蓬乱的头发。

　　雨落在我的脸庞，与我的发肤轻轻接触，凉凉的。

　　随风潜入夜，润物细无声。

　　雨，是春天的使者，它埋下了春天的种子，不断的浇灌，直至百花齐放，万物复苏。

　　雨，你是历史的见证者，你在白云上看着一代代的人们用自己的汗水建设祖国的美好未来。

　　丝丝细雨落入我的心田，让寂寞的种子在我心底发芽。)