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学英语作文篇1

　　Mickey Mouse is very popular around the world since it came to the world. Now Mickey Mouse and its family members have become the main characters in Disneyland. They bring so much joy to the people. The father of Mickey Mouse Walt Disney created this lovely character with the funny story.

　　米老鼠在全世界都非常受欢迎，自从它来到这个世界。现在米老鼠和它的家庭成员已经成为了迪斯尼乐园的主要人物。他们给人们带来了那么多快乐。米老鼠之父沃尔特迪斯尼创造这个可爱的人物，有着有趣的故事。

　　When Walt Disney was very young, he studied art in Chicago. He worked with another young artist in the old building. They often saw mice running in and out of the old building, so they had the idea to draw a cartoon mouse. The mouse was not look like the real mouse, it stood on two legs and had big eyes and ears. The most funny thing was that it wore white gloves its hands.

　　迪斯尼在年轻的时候,他在芝加哥学习艺术。他曾与另一个年轻艺术家的在老建筑里共事。他们经常看见老鼠在老房子里跑进跑出,所以他们想到画一个卡通老鼠。这个老鼠不像真正的老鼠,它两条腿站立,有大眼睛和耳朵。最有趣的事情是,它戴着白色的手套。

　　They called it Mickey, this is how the great cartoon character comes. Soon this lovely and funny image got famous around the world. It appeared in the screen. The movie was favored by the children. Then it also appeared in the world’s biggest entertainment park Disneyland and amused so many people.

　　他们称之为米奇,这就是这个伟大的卡通人物的由来。很快这个可爱和有趣的`形象在世界各地都出名了。它出现在屏幕上。电影受到了孩子们喜爱。然后它也出现在世界上最大的娱乐公园迪士尼乐园，逗乐了这么多人。

　　Walt Disney is such great that he created a popular idol Mickey Mouse.

　　沃尔特?迪斯尼是如此之大,他创造了一个受欢迎的偶像米老鼠。

学英语作文篇2

　　day had broken cold and gray, eceedingly cold and gray, when the man turned aside from the main yukon trail and climbed the high earth-bank, where a dim and little traveled trail led eastward through the fat spruce timberland。 it was a steep bank, and he paused for breath at the top, ecusing the act to himself by looking at his watch。 it was nine oclock。 there was no sun nor hint of sun, though there was not a cloud in the sky。 it was a clear day, and yet there seemed an intangible pall over the face of things, a subtle gloom that made the day dark, and that was due to the absence of sun。 this fact did not worry the man。 he was used to the lack of sun。 it had been days since he had seen the sun, and he knew that a few more-days must pass before that cheerful orb, due south, would just peep above the sky-line and dip immediately from view。

　　the man flung a look back along the way he had come。 the yukon lay a mile wide and hidden under three feet of ice。 on top of this ice were as many feet of snow。 it was all pure white, rolling in gentle, undulations where the ice jams of the freeze-up had formed。 north and south, as far as his eye could see, it was unbroken white, save for a dark hairline that curved and twisted from around the spruce-covered island to the south, and that curved and twisted away into the north, where it disappeared behind another spruce-covered island。 this dark hair-line was the trail--the main trail--that led south five hundred miles to the chilcoot pass, dyea, and salt water; and that led north seventy miles to dawson, and still on to the north a thousand miles to nulato, and finally to st。 michael on bering sea, a thousand miles and half a thousand more。

　　but all this--the mysterious, far-reaching hair-line trail。 the absence of sun from the sky, the tremendous cold, and the strangeness and weirdness of it all--made no impression on the man。 it was not because he was long used to it。 he was a newcomer! in the land, a chechaquo, and this was his first winter。 the trouble with him was that he was without imagination。 he was quick and alert in the things of life, but only in the things, and not in the significances。 fifty degrees below zero meant eighty-odd degrees of frost。 such fact impressed him as being cold and uncomfortable, and that was all。 it did not lead him to meditate upon his frailty as a creature of temperature, and upon mans frailty in general, able only to live within certain narrow limits of heat and cold; and from there on it did not lead him to the conjectural field of immortality and mans place in the universe。 fifty degrees below zero stood forte bite of frost that hurt and that must be guarded against by the use of mittens, ear-flaps, warm moccasins, and thick socks。 fifty degrees below zero was to him just precisely fifty degrees below zero。 that there should be anything more to it than that was a thought that never entered his head。

　　as he turned to go on, he spat speculatively。 there was a sharp, eplosive crackle that startled him。 he spat again。 and again, in the air, before it could fall to the snow, the spittle crackled。 he knew that at fifty below spittle crackled on the snow, but this spittle had crackled in the air。 undoubtedly it was colder than fifty below--how much colder he did not know。 but the temperature did not matter。 he was bound for the old claim on the left fork of henderson creek, where the boys were already。 they had come over across the divide from the indian creek country, while he had come the roundabout way to take; a look at the possibilities of getting out logs in the spring from the islands in the yukon。 he would be in to camp by si oclock; a bit after dark, it was true, but the boys would be there, a fire would be going, and a hot supper would be ready。 as for lunch, he pressed his hand against the protruding bundle under his jacket。 it was also under his shirt, wrapped up in a handkerchief and lying against the naked skin。 it was the only way to keep the biscuits from freezing。 he smiled agreeably to himself as he thought of those biscuits, each cut open and sopped in bacon grease, and each enclosing a generous slice of fried bacon。

　　he plunged in among the big spruce trees。 the trail was faint。 a foot of snow had fallen since the last sled had passed over, and he was glad he was without a sled, traveling light。 in fact, he carried nothing but the lunch wrapped in the handkerchief。 he was surprised, however, at the cold。 it certainly was cold, he concluded as he rubbed his numb nose and cheek-bones with his mittened hand。 he was a warm-whiskered man, but the hair on his face did not protect the high cheek-bones and the eager nose that thrust itself aggressively into the frosty air。

　　at the mans heels trotted a dog, a big native husky, the proper wolfdog, gray-coated and without any visible or temperamental difference from its brother, the wild wolf。 the animal was depressed by the tremendous cold。 it knew that it was no time for traveling。 its instinct told it a truer tale than was told to the man by the mans judgment。 in reality, it was not merely colder than fifty below zero; it was colder than sity below, than seventy below。 it was seventy-five below zero。 since the freezing point is thirty-two above zero, it meant that one hundred and seven degrees of frost obtained。 the dog did not know anything about thermometers。 possibly in its brain there was no sharp consciousness of a condition of very cold such as was in the mans brain。 but the brute had its instinct。 it eperienced a vague but menacing apprehension that subdued it and made it slink along at the mans heels, and that made it question eagerly every unwonted movement of the man as if epecting him to go into camp or to seek shelter somewhere and build a fire。 the dog had learned fire, and it wanted fire, or else to burrow under the snow and cuddle its warmth away from the air。

　　the frozen moisture of its breathing had settled on its fur in a fine powder of frost, and especially were its jowls, muzzle, and eyelashes whitened by its crystalled breath。 the mans red beard and mustache were likewise frosted, but more solidly, the deposit taking the form of ice and increasing with every warm, moist breath he ehaled。 also, the man was chewing tobacco, and the muzzle of ice held his lips so rigidly that he was unable to clear his chin when he epelled the juice。 the result was that a crystal beard of the color and solidity of amber was increasing its length on his chin。 if he fell down it would shatter itself, like glass, into brittle fragments。 but he did not mind the appendage。 it was the penalty all tobacco-chewers paid in that country, and he had been out before in two cold snaps。 they had not been so cold as this, he knew, but by the spirit thermometer at sity mile he knew they had been registered at fifty below and at fifty-five。

　　he held on through the level stretch of woods for several miles, crossed a wide flat of rigger-heads, and dropped down a bank to the frozen bed of a small stream。 this was henderson creek, and he knew he was ten miles from the forks。 he looked at his watch。 it was ten oclock。 he was making four miles an hour, and he calculated that he would arrive at the forks at half-past twelve。 he decided to celebrate that event by eating his lunch there。

　　the dog dropped in again at his heels, with a tail drooping discouragement, as the man swung along the creek-bed。 the furrow of the old sled-trail was plainly visible, but a dozen inches of snow covered the marks of the last runners。 in a month no man had come up or down that silent creek。 the man held steadily on。 he was not much given to thinking, and just then particularly he had nothing to think about save that he would eat lunch at-the forks and that at si oclock he would be in camp with the boys。 there was nobody to talk to; and, had there been, speech would have been impossible because of the ice-muzzle on his mouth。 so he continued monotonously to chew tobac

学英语作文篇3

　　My Family

　　My mother is a Chinese teacher。 She is not tall， nor short， just right。 She is fat。 She likes to eat noodles and vegetables。 Her favorite colors are brown and red。 She doesn’t like animals。 She lets me to learn playing piano。 I love her because she is nice and hard-working。 She cares for me a lot。 She is take cares of grandparents。 Sometime my father and my mother fight each other。

　　My father is a manger。 He is thirty-six years old。 He is fat and tall。 He is good at maths and physics。 He cares for me much。 Sometimes he buys me stationary。 I like my dad。

　　Now it’s my turn。 My name is Tina。 I’m eleven years old。 I’m not thin， nor fat， just right。 I’m tall。 I go to Simon English School。 I’m in grade four class one。 I like to eat french-fries and some friends but I don’t like meat。 I can paint。 My best friends are Lily and Helen。 My favorite colors are black， white， yellow and blue。

　　Sometime in my family everything is very nice。

学英语作文篇4

　　1. 答案统一的，即不辩证的。

　　开头提出观点+第二段论证+总结

　　2. 辩证的

　　开头按背景+观点提出有些人的'观点;第二段用however或者是yet提出另一部分人的观点;最后一段用personally提出自己的观点及解决方法，最后总结。

　　(一) 选用开头方法：

　　方法一：重述作者的观点，其实就是复述题目加完美的改写。

　　改写方式：主动变被动，替换短语，词组换动词等等。

　　Nowadays, there has been a heated debate about/that

　　当今社会，对于产生了一个激烈的辩论

　　Some of my fellow students hold the opinion that

　　我的一些同学认为

　　然后引出自己的观点：

　　肯定： From my perspective

　　I am inclined to support the idea that

　　否定：Personally, however, I disagree upon this view for some obvious reasons:

　　方法二(hot)：背景开头+自己的立场

　　In contemporary society, there is a growing tendency over the resent years for sb to do sth.

　　最近对有一个增长的趋势。

学英语作文篇5

　　Help others you also can be joyful, is a trivial things will also make yourself feel happy.

　　Remember when my third grade, a language examination it if I know "helping others, happy yourself" meaning.

　　This day I hurried from the drawer take out three ball-pens, just got in the classroom. Come to the classroom soon bell rang "000" class, the teacher also follow here, in this moment students stopped discourse, from the bag out books to sit quietly on the desks and chairs, books. Disguise

　　"Start the test" the teacher's words sound just fell, we'll put the desk retrieval empty, they left a pen, a cushion the cardboard.

　　In the exam, everyone was doing at, then my leader patting my shoulder, side whispered, "xiao fine you have a few pen? Can you lend me one?" Borrowed, "I'm not happy about it, but I think of helping others, happy yourself, helpful, my hands and flat, not to hear my words, automatically put pen handed it to my leader.

　　After the test, when I heard leader said to me, thank you when I feel alacrity.

　　The day I understand the "helping others, happy" meaning. As long as you help others, in your most helpless time they will help you.

　　China, a country with an ancient civilization, self-help is the traditional virtue, as the most beautiful songs rap "a star willing to help others heart, the most happy is a help others..."

学英语作文篇6

　　Charity brings the society power, arouses people’s enthusiasm for life, and help others to overcome difficulties. However, after several scandals, it has become a trend for the public to criticize and doubt charity organizations or individuals. A case in point is China Red Cross, whose fame was spoiled by Guo Meimei.

　　It is evident that the causes of this phenomenon are diverse. In the first place, the disordered charity management is the root cause of criticism. Why? Charity organizations in mounting/ large numbers have not come to realize the problems in their management, budget and raising money. In the second place, the lack of public’s trust constitutes another major cause. Based on a survey on the Internet, because of some negative cases, a majority of people admit that they are unwilling to donate or help others through charitable activities or organizations.

　　As a college student, I am firmly convinced that it is exceedingly necessary for the public to be involved in charity. However, we should advocate and encourage organizations to reform charitable activities.

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