【推薦】英語作文錦集8篇
在學習、工作乃至生活中，大家對作文都再熟悉不過了吧，作文是經過人的思想考慮和語言組織，通過文字來表達一個主題意義的記敘方法。寫起作文來就毫無頭緒？以下是小編收集整理的英語作文8篇，僅供參考，大家一起來看看吧。
英語作文 篇1
Education plays a great role in our life. But, real education begins with self education. That is to educate ourselves.
I have had such experience. When I finish reading a good book, which is informative and exciting, I am lost deep in thoughts and enlightened. Something or somebody ordinary in life, once written in books, after careful reading and thinking, will reveal truth and philosophy. When I succeed or fad, get praised or criticized, happy or sad, I can find in books a good mirror to reflect and guide meI cannot but put myself upon thinking,"What was I? What will I he?" At this time, my mind is open and I am my sincere self. I am having a dialogue with myself, with my conscience. Without my knowing it, I am educating myself.
So you can see by self -education. I mean thinking and contradicting within the mind. In the process of thinking and contradicting I have recollections and appraisal of myself. Then I make decisions aecording]y and keep myself in control of my thoughts and actions in the hope that I better myself in character, behavior, virtue and manner.
Self-education is an effective way to make one noble minded, more able and intelligent and to perfect oneself. If a man keeps receiving education and educating himself, he is sure to be one cut above others.
自我教育
教育在人生中起著重要作用，但是真正的教育是從自我教育開始的。這就是自己教育自己。
我有過這樣的經歷。當我讀完一本資訊廣、令人激動的書時，我會陷入沉思，有所啟迪。生活中的常人瑣事，一寫進書中，經過仔細閱讀思考，則揭示出真情與哲理。無論是獲得成功還是失敗，表揚還是批評，幸福還是悲傷，我都能在書中找到一面好的鏡子來對照和指導自己。我不由地想：“我過去怎樣?將來會怎樣?”此時我的心胸開闊，是一個真正的'我。我和自己、和我的良心對話。不知不覺中，我在教育自己。
由此可以看到，我所謂的自我教育就是在心中思考和辯論。在思考和辯論的過程中進行自我反思和評價。然後做出決定，控制自己的思想和行動，以便提高自己的品格、行為、德行和風度。
自我教育是使人思想崇高、增長才能和智力、完善自我的有效途徑。如果一個人不斷地接受教育和自我教育，他一定比別人技高一籌。
英語作文 篇2
My father and I not have more than ten years, I can't forget the most is his figure. Last winter, my grandmother passed away, also one -my father's message, is it never rains but it pours. I from Beijing to guangdong to hasten home to my father, to guangdong to see father, looked at the thing in the house full of mud, and think of grandma's face, can not help but tearful shed tears. Father comfort I said, son, it's no use crying over spilt milk., need not sad, well there is no way, dark to just chat again! Home to sell the home, the father lost a lot of, again to borrow money for the funeral. These days, to The Times in the home is very bleak, the funeral, my father and I also want to each rush thing. Friends to nanjing, wander about, stay in the morning.
英語作文 篇3
It‘s all about always believing ， I‘ve seen the bad side of life of life and I survived 。 Now ， I plan to enjoy the good side ， And I don‘t plan to look back 。 My past has taught me a lot ， and I‘m not ashamed of it ， it taught me how important it is to believe in yourself even if others turn their back on you 。 It wasn‘t easy waking up in a cell ， But it wounld‘ve been easier to quit。 I didn‘t do that 。 Ifought throught the hard times !
那些都是關於信念，我經歷了生活中的黑暗的一面而生存下來了，我要享受美好的一面了！我不要往回看！我的過去教了我很多很多，我並不引以為恥，它使我明白身邊的`東西是一眨眼就會失去的，它告訴我永遠相信自己無論別人怎麼看是多麼重要，從原來的世界中醒來並不容易，而退出就簡單多了。我沒有退出，我奮鬥著度過了最艱難的時期！
英語作文 篇4
mr david came to china, for the mr. david s second time, this spring. during his stay in china, he visited several cities.
in beijing he visited the great well, and the net day he left for nanjing by train, where he visited the nanjing changjiang river bridge. after that he travelled to hangzhou by air and went sight-seeing on the west lake. then he got to guangzhou by train and gave a report on american english. later he went to shanghai by sea, and bought over ten books in chinese. after two weeks, mr david returned to beijing by plane.
英語作文 篇5
How do you avoid the traffic in the morning?
你怎麼避開早上的交通?
A:How do you avoid the traffic in the morning?
你怎麼避開早上的交通?
B:I always Ieave early
我都提早離開
It's bumper to bumper
塞車啦!
A:How's the south bound traffic?
南下的交通狀況如何?
B:It's bumper to bumper.
塞車啦!
The traffic is jam packed.
道路很塞!
A:The traffic is jam packed.
道路很塞!
B:We need to take the second highway then
那我們得走二號高速公路了!
There was an accident at the city center
往市中心的路上有車禍發生
A:What's wrong?The traffic should be smooth at this hour
怎麼了?這時候的交通應該很順暢才是
B:There was an accident at the city center
往市中心的路上有車禍發生
Do you want to go for a ride?
要不要出去開車兜風?
A:Do you want to go for a ride?
要不要出去開車兜風?
B: weather is perfect for a ride
當然好啊!天氣正適合兜風
It is rush hour now
現在正是高峰時刻
A:Why are you taking another route?
你為什麼改走其他路線?
B:It is rush hour now.I don't want to get stuck in a traffic jam
現在正是高峰時刻我可不想陷入車陣當中
We have to tow away your car
我們得把你的.車吊走
A:We have to tow away your car
我們得把你的車吊走
B:Why Just because I double parked
為什麼？就因為我並排停車嗎
There's a "No U Turn" sign
那裡有一個禁止迴轉的標誌
A:Why didn't you do a U turn? The restaurant is right across the street
你怎麼沒有迴轉？餐廳就在馬路的對面
B:There's a "No U Turn" sign
那裡有一個禁止迴轉的標誌
英語作文 篇6
The bustle of the hospital was a welcome distraction as I opened my new patient's chart and headed for her room. My son, Eric, had just brought home a disappointing report card, and my daughter, Shannon, and I had argued again about her getting a driver's license. For the next eight hours I wanted to throw myself into helping people who I knew had much more to worry about than I did.
Rebekah was only 32, admitted for chemotherapy(化學療法) after breast-cancer surgery, When I entered her room it took me a moment to spot her amid the bouncing forms of three giggling little girls.
I told Rebekah I would be her nurse and she introduced her husband, Warren; six-year-old Ruthie; four-year-old Hannah; and two-year-old Molly. Warren coaxed the girls away from their mother with a promise of ice cream and assured Rebekah they would return the next day.
As I rubbed(擦) alcohol on her arm to prepare it for the intravenous line, Rebekah laughed nervously. "I have to tell you I'm terrified of needles." "It'll be over before you know it," I said. "I'll give you a count of three."
Rebekah shut her eyes tightly and murmured a prayer until it was over. Then she smiled and squeezed my hand. "Before you go, could you get my Bible from the table?" I handed her the worn book. "Do you have a favorite Bible verse?" she asked. "Jesus wept. John 11: 35." "Such a sad one," she said. "Why?"
"It makes me feel closer to Jesus, knowing he also experienced human sorrow."
Rebekah nodded thoughtfully and started flipping through her Bible as I shut the door quietly behind me.
During the following months I watched Rebekah struggle with the ravages of chemotherapy. Her hospital stays became frequent and she worried about her children. Meanwhile I continued to contend with raising my own kids. They always seemed either out or holed up in their rooms. I missed the days when they were as attached to me as Rebekah's little girls were to her.
One day when I entered her room, I found her talking into a tape recorder. She picked up a yellow legal pad and held it out to me. "I'm making a tape for my daughters, " she said.
I read the list on her pad: starting school, confirmation, turning 16, first date, graduation. While I worried how to help her deal with death, she was planning for her children's future.
I often wondered what I would say in her place. My kids joked that I was like an FBI agent, with my constant questions about where they'd been and who they'd been with. Where, I thought, are my words of encouragement and love?
For a time it had seemed Rebekah's chemotherapy was working. Then doctors discovered anothermalignant(惡性的) lump. Two months later, a chest X-ray revealed the cancer had spread to her lungs. It was terminal. Help me to help her through this, I prayed.
She usually waited until the early hours of the morning to record the tapes so she could be free from interruptions. She filled them with family stories and advice，trying to cram a lifetime of love into a few precious hours. Finally, every item in her notes had been checked off and she entrusted the tapes to her husband.
It was three o'clock one afternoon when I got an urgent call from the hospital. Rebekah wanted me to come immediately with a blank tape. What topic has she forgotten? I wondered.
She was flushed and breathing hard when I entered her room. I slipped the tape into the recorder and held the microphone to her lips. "Ruthie, Hannah, Molly?this is the most important tape." She held my hand and closed her eyes. "Someday your daddy will bring home a new mommy. Please make her feel special. Show her how to take care of you. Ruthie, honey, help her get your Brownie uniform ready each Tuesday. Hannah, tell her you don't want meat sauce on yourspaghetti(義大利式細麵條). She won't know you like it separate. Molly, don't get mad if there's no apple juice. Drink something else. It's okay to be sad, sweeties. Jesus cried too. He knows about sadness and will help you to be happy again. Remember, I'll always love you.
I shut off the recorder and Rebekah sighed deeply. "Thank you, Nan," she said with a weak smile. "You'll give this one to them, won't you?" she murmured as she slid into sleep.
A time would come when the tape would be played for Rebekah's children, but right then, after I smoothed Rebekah's blanket, I got in my car and hurried home. I thought of how my Shannon also liked her sauce on the side and suddenly that quirk, which had annoyed me so many times, seemed to make her so much more precious. That night the kids didn't go out; they sat with me long after the spaghetti sauce had dried onto the dishes. And we talked, without interrogations(審問), without complaints, late into the night.
英語作文 篇7
我有一隻狗。它的名字叫 Doggy 。我很喜歡它。
Doggy 有兩隻大大的眼睛，兩隻小小的'耳朵，一個大鼻子和小嘴巴。
它是黑白相見色。它有一個短尾巴。它很可愛和可愛。
Doggy 很強壯。它喜歡吃骨頭，米飯和肉。我的狗很懶。它可以接球。
我非常愛我的狗。
英語作文 篇8
A Sky Angel
In 1978, I became a flight attendant for a major airline. Earning my wings was the culmination of a childhood dream that I had set for myself after my first plane ride at the age of five. Like so many others before me, I fell in love with the romance of airplanes, adventure and helping others.
I have flown hundreds of flights since graduation, but one stands out among the many.
We were flying from Los Angeles to Washington, D.C, when I answered a lavatory call light in the coach cabin. There I found a young mother struggling with her infant. Everything was a mess, to say the least, and the mother, who was near hysterics, told me she had no more diapers or other clothing onboard the aircraft.
Through her tears, she informed me that they had missed their flight the previous night in Los Angeles and because she had very little money, she and her son had spent the night on the airport floor. Since she hadn‘t expected to miss the flight, she was forced to use up most of her supplies and whatever money she had to feed them.
With the saddest eyes I have ever seen she continued. She told me she was on her way to New Hampshire to deliver her son to the family that was adopting him. She could no longer support the two of them.
As she stood in front of me, crying, holding her beautiful son, I could see the despair and hopelessness on her face. And, as a mother of three beautiful daughters, I could feel her pain.
I immediately rang the flight attendant call button and asked for assistance from the other flight attendants. They brought cloth towels from first class to assist in cleaning up both mom and the infant. I ran and got my suitcase; because this woman and I were about the same size, I gave her a sweater and a pair of pants I had brought for my layover. Then I asked several families if they could spare extra diapers, formula and clothes for the child. After the young mother and her son had changed their clothes and the baby had gone to sleep, I sat with her, holding her hand, trying to provide some support and comfort for the remainder of the flight.
Once we landed, I walked them to their next flight, which would take them to their final destination; separation. I briefed the gate agent and the new flight attendant crew on the situation and asked them to give her special attention.
With tears in my eyes I gave her a hug and told her, "You have shown me the true meaning of courage and a mother‘s love. I will never forget you."
As she thanked me for all I had done she said softly, "You‘re not the flight attendant, you‘re a sky angel." Touching my flight attendant wings, she continued, "And those are your angel wings."
With those words she turned and walked down the jetway, her child in her arms, and boarded the plane for New Hampshire.
Though I am no longer a flight attendant, my "angel wings" are still on prominent display in my office. And each time I see them, I am reminded of that young woman, her infant son and the gift that she gave me on that special day - that we truly are all spiritual beings traveling in human form.
