【推荐】英语作文锦集8篇
在学习、工作乃至生活中，大家对作文都再熟悉不过了吧，作文是经过人的思想考虑和语言组织，通过文字来表达一个主题意义的记叙方法。写起作文来就毫无头绪？以下是小编收集整理的英语作文8篇，仅供参考，大家一起来看看吧。
英语作文 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
教育在人生中起着重要作用，但是真正的教育是从自我教育开始的。这就是自己教育自己。
我有过这样的经历。当我读完一本信息广、令人激动的书时，我会陷入沉思，有所启迪。生活中的常人琐事，一写进书中，经过仔细阅读思考，则揭示出真情与哲理。无论是获得成功还是失败，表扬还是批评，幸福还是悲伤，我都能在书中找到一面好的镜子来对照和指导自己。我不由地想：“我过去怎样?将来会怎样?”此时我的心胸开阔，是一个真正的'我。我和自己、和我的良心对话。不知不觉中，我在教育自己。
由此可以看到，我所谓的自我教育就是在心中思考和辩论。在思考和辩论的过程中进行自我反思和评价。然后做出决定，控制自己的思想和行动，以便提高自己的品格、行为、德行和风度。
自我教育是使人思想崇高、增长才能和智力、完善自我的有效途径。如果一个人不断地接受教育和自我教育，他一定比别人技高一筹。
英语作文 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.
英语作文 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 !
那些都是关于信念，我经历了生活中的黑暗的一面而生存下来了，我要享受美好的一面了！我不要往回看！我的过去教了我很多很多，我并不引以为耻，它使我明白身边的`东西是一眨眼就会失去的，它告诉我永远相信自己无论别人怎么看是多么重要，从原来的世界中醒来并不容易，而退出就简单多了。我没有退出，我奋斗着度过了最艰难的时期！
英语作文 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.
英语作文 篇5
How do you avoid the traffic in the morning?
你怎么避开早上的交通?
A:How do you avoid the traffic in the morning?
你怎么避开早上的交通?
B:I always Ieave early
我都提早离开
It's bumper to bumper
塞车啦!
A:How's the south bound traffic?
南下的交通状况如何?
B:It's bumper to bumper.
塞车啦!
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
那我们得走二号高速公路了!
There was an accident at the city center
往市中心的路上有车祸发生
A:What's wrong?The traffic should be smooth at this hour
怎么了?这时候的交通应该很顺畅才是
B:There was an accident at the city center
往市中心的路上有车祸发生
Do you want to go for a ride?
要不要出去开车兜风?
A:Do you want to go for a ride?
要不要出去开车兜风?
B: weather is perfect for a ride
当然好啊!天气正适合兜风
It is rush hour now
现在正是高峰时刻
A:Why are you taking another route?
你为什么改走其他路线?
B:It is rush hour now.I don't want to get stuck in a traffic jam
现在正是高峰时刻我可不想陷入车阵当中
We have to tow away your car
我们得把你的.车吊走
A:We have to tow away your car
我们得把你的车吊走
B:Why Just because I double parked
为什么？就因为我并排停车吗
There's a "No U Turn" sign
那里有一个禁止回转的标志
A:Why didn't you do a U turn? The restaurant is right across the street
你怎么没有回转？餐厅就在马路的对面
B:There's a "No U Turn" sign
那里有一个禁止回转的标志
英语作文 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(化学疗法) 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(恶性的) 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(意大利式细面条). 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(审问), without complaints, late into the night.
英语作文 篇7
我有一只狗。它的名字叫 Doggy 。我很喜欢它。
Doggy 有两只大大的眼睛，两只小小的'耳朵，一个大鼻子和小嘴巴。
它是黑白相见色。它有一个短尾巴。它很可爱和可爱。
Doggy 很强壮。它喜欢吃骨头，米饭和肉。我的狗很懒。它可以接球。
我非常爱我的狗。
英语作文 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.
