快乐的英语作文

关于快乐的英语作文汇编六篇

在平日的学习、工作和生活里，许多人都有过写作文的经历，对作文都不陌生吧，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。相信很多朋友都对写作文感到非常苦恼吧，下面是小编帮大家整理的快乐的英语作文6篇，欢迎阅读与收藏。

快乐的英语作文 篇1

星期五的这节英语课，让我感到其乐无穷。为什么？因为这节英语课变成了三种不同风格的课程。

英语课=音乐课

这节英语课刚开始，黄老师就给我们放了一首英文歌《lemon tree》，顿时，教室里弥漫着快乐的气氛，同学们都陶醉在音乐之中，有的打起了节拍，有的身体开始轻轻摇摆了，听着听着，有同学就跟着这轻快的旋律唱了起来，越了越多的同学加入其中，最后全班同学竟都唱了起来。看，同学们的脸上都洋溢着热情的`笑容。听，那声音多么的洪亮、轻快。

英语课=电脑课

“音乐课”一结束，黄老师让我们玩了一个“连连看”的游戏。这个游戏是把20个英文单词和中文连起来，看谁连得多。同学们的积极性都很高，都要争着玩。于是，老师就让每一组选一个代表来玩。我们这一组是最后一个上，而且大家都推选我去参赛，我很紧张，感觉压力很大。要知道前面七组的最高分已是16个了，我豁出去了。也许是压力越大，动力越大，我的表现十分优秀，60秒内，频频得手，最终我得了19分。同学们纷纷投来赞许的目光，我的心里比吃了蜜还甜。

英语课=英语课

歌唱完了，游戏玩结束了，乘大家学习的兴致正浓，黄老师立刻开始讲解新的课文，很多新的单词、新的句型接踵而来，可我们却没有了平时的束手无策，大家仍旧饶有兴趣地听讲、记笔记，跟着老师朗读，并且很快记进了各自的脑海。

这节英语课结束了，可我同学们一样，十分开心，因为我们对英语学习没有了过去的枯燥单调感觉，增强了信心，赢得了快乐，收获了知识，这样的课我们喜欢上，真希望以后能多上到这样快乐的课。

快乐的英语作文 篇2

今天学正学堂的苏丹（Su Dan）老师来我们学校给我们上了一节快乐的英语课。

到了上英语课的时间，颜老师和陈老师却坐在教室的后面，没有走到讲台上去给我们上课，正奇怪的时候，我们看到一个人大摇大摆的从教室门口走了进来，我一看，这人的眼睛是蓝色的，真是奇怪，正在我发愣的时候这个走到了讲台上，用英语跟我们打了个招呼，啊！这里我才回过神来，然来他是我们今天的外国英语老师。老师先自我介绍了一下，他说：“我叫Su Dan，今天是来给你们上英语课的（英语）。”我们所有同学都兴高彩烈的大声说：“欢迎、欢迎！”但是发现老师的表情并不开心，这是怎么回事呢？后来我们才恍然大悟，原来这是英语课，要讲英语的.，于是我们马上说：“Hello，Hello，Hello。”老师的表情立刻由阴转晴了，就这样开始了我们有趣的英语课。

快乐的英语作文 篇3

Merry Christmas

It was one of the last days before Christmas， and the as sistants in the large store had their hands full serving eager Christmas shoppers。

At one counter an old lady was choosing gloves red ones for her daugher in law， light blue ones for her niece， pink ones for her grand daughter， green ones for her sister and by the time she had found what she wanted， the counter was covered with pairs of all colors and sizes。

When the salesgirl had finally written out the bill and was about to turn to the next customer with a tired voice。 "Thank you very much， madam，" the old lady suddenly cried out， "Oh， I almost forgot。。。"——"Anything else， madam?" said the girl， "Yes，" began the old lady， "I＇d like to buy another pair， but I＇ m not quite sure about what exactly I should cloose。 I wonder if you could help me。" "Certainly， madam"， was the girl＇s reply。 The old lady then went on to explain that what she was looking for was a pair of gloves for a girl of her age。 She was not at ail sure what color to choose， and the design was a problem too。

The tired girl did her best to help the old lady make up her mind， showing her ail kinds of gloves。

At last the chosen pair of gloves were wrapped up and paid for as well， and as the girl was about to turn to the next customer， the old lady handed her a little parcel and said， "These now， dear， these are for you and thank you for being so patient。 I do hope you have a merry Christmas !"

快乐的英语作文 篇4

Dear Dad，

Today I was at the shopping mall and I spent a lot of time reading the Father’s Day cards. They all had a special message that in some way or another reflected how I feel about you. Yet as I selected and read, and selected and read again, it occurred to me that not a single card said what I really want to say to you.

You’ll soon be 84 years old, Dad, and you and I will have had 55 Father’s Days together. I haven’t always been with you on Father’s Day nor have I been with you for all of your birthdays. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to be with you. I’ve always been with you in my heart but sometimes life gets in the way.

You know, Dad, there was a time when we were not only separated by the generation gap but completely polarized by it. You stood on one side of the Great Divide and I on the other, father and daughter split apart by age and experience, opinions, hairstyles, cosmetics, clothing, curfews, music, and boys.

The Father-Daughter Duel of ’54 shifted into high gear when you taught me to drive the old Dodge and I decided I would drive the ‘54 Chevy whether you liked it or not. The police officer who escorted me home after you reported the Chevy stolen late one evening was too young to understand father-daughter politics and too old to have much tolerance for a snotty 16 year old. You were so decent about it, Dad, and I think that was probably what made it the worst night of my life.

Our relationship improvved immensely when I married a man you liked, and things really turned around when we begin making babies right and left. We didn’t have a television set, you know, and we had to entertain ourselves somehow. I didn’t know what to expect of you and Mom as grandparents but I didn’t have to wait long to find out. Those babies adored you then just as they adore you now. When I see you with all your grandchildren, I know you’ve given them the finest gift a grandparent can give. You’ve given them yourself.

Somewhere along the line, the generation gap evaporated. Age separates us now and little else. We agree on most everything, perhaps because we’ve learned there isn’t much worth disagreeing about. However, I would like to mention that fly fishing isn’t all you’ve cracked it up to be, Dad. You can say what you want about wrist action and stance and blah, blah, blah...

I’ve been happily drifting for a lot of years, Dad, and I didn’t see you getting older.

I suppose I saw us and our relationship as aging together, rather like a fine wine. Numbers never seemed important. But the oddest thing happened last week. I was at a stop sign and I watched as you turned the corner in your car. It didn’t immediately occur to me that it was you because the man driving looked so elderly and fragile behind the wheel of that huge car. It was rather like a slap in the face delivered from out of nowhere. Perhaps I saw your age for the first time that day. Or maybe I saw my own.

Fifty years ago this spring we planted kohlrabi together in a garden in Charles City, Iowa.

I didn’t know then that I would remember that day for the rest of my life. This week, we’ll plant kohlrabi together again, perhaps for the last time but I hope not. I don’t understand why planting kohlrabi with you is so important to me but it is. And the funny thing about it is, well, I don’t know quite how to tell you this, Dad...I don’t even like kohlrabi...but I like planting it with you.

I guess what I’m trying to say, Dad, is what every son and daughter wants to say to their Dad today. Honoring a Father on Father’s Day is about more than a Dad who brings home a paycheck, shares a dinner table, and attends school functions, graduations, and weddings. It isn’t even so much about kohlrabi, ’54 Chevrolets, and fly-fishing. It’s more about unconditionally loving children who are snotty and stubborn, who know everything and won’t listen to anyone. It’s about respect and sharing and acceptance and tolerance and giving and taking. It’s about loving someone more than words can say，and it’s wishing that it never had to end.

I love you, Dad.

快乐的英语作文 篇5

星期四上午，壹位来自加拿大得老师给我们上了壹节快乐得英语课。上课铃响了，这位长着满头金发得外籍老师走进了我们班得教室。同学兴奋极不已，热情地向老师问好，教室里热闹极了！课堂上，同学们聚精会神，老师教得每壹个字母，我们都认真地读，老师说得每壹句话，我们都认真地听。这节课，老师教了我们“笑”、“哭”、“想”等很多英语动词，还教我们给单词配上了有趣得动作，我们很感兴趣，每个人都学得津津有味。不知不觉，下课得时间到了。老师动情地大声对全班同学说：“iloveyou!”可同学们都舍不得这位英语老师，簇拥着老师离开教室。我希望下个星期快点到来，再壹次见到这位漂亮得外国老师，再上那快乐得英语课。

快乐的英语作文 篇6

这学期剑桥英语的学习结束了，老师让我们给家长做一次汇报表演。

星期六的上午，我和爸爸妈妈早早的来到了教室。我抬头一看，哇！真漂亮，老师把黑板妆扮的五彩缤纷，上面着各种各样的小星星。老师说：“今天我们要向家长们汇报本学期的学习成绩，希望你们一定好好表现。”这时老师让我当小翻译官。我十分激动，暗暗的想我一定要珍惜这个机会，给老师好好配合。我郑重的走上讲台。老师用英语说一句，我就用流利的`汉语来翻译一句。看着家长们满意的笑容，我心里美滋滋的，十分自豪。

同学们开始分别做自我介绍了，他们一个接一个走上讲台用英语流利的介绍着自己的家庭情况、兴趣和爱好。他们表现的棒极了。这时我多么希望老师快点念到我的名字呀。我的机会终于来了，我和潘月红开始表演话剧《做客》，我们用英语你一言我一语的对答如流。表演完了，台下爆发出雷鸣般的掌声。这时我想这一学期的努力终于得到了回报。就这样我们的表演进行着，一个个节目精彩纷呈。时间过的真快呀，不知不觉下课铃响了。老师说：“同学们表现的都很棒，希望下学期继续努力。”

我相信只要我努力学习，下学期一定会比这学期更棒！