学英语作文

学英语作文范例10篇

在日常的学习、工作、生活中，大家对作文都再熟悉不过了吧，作文一定要做到主题集中，围绕同一主题作深入阐述，切忌东拉西扯，主题涣散甚至无主题。一篇什么样的作文才能称之为优秀作文呢？以下是小编为大家收集的学英语作文10篇，欢迎阅读与收藏。

学英语作文 篇1

前两天，无意中点开了一个英语音乐视频：《迪斯尼后妈茶话会》。

几乎就只是那几分钟的时间，立马被里面几位角色的气场歌喉，以及那认真却搞笑地辩解所圈粉。

后来看了评论，发现这视频最近真的是火得不行，上千万的播放量，上千条的评语，几乎都被这视频中的英语发音，乐曲还有扮演角色的逼真所折服。

网友们的眼睛真的是雪亮的，他们能发现很多我初时没有察觉到的细节，同时也分析着这些角色在不同剧情中的原形，评价着她们应有的.性格在这个简短的视频中那些微妙的表情，动作等等。

在这些解析中，我一遍遍中打开视频，看着这些惟妙惟肖的人物，听着她们优美的发音，跟着音乐的旋律打起了节拍， 同时居然也萌生了想学着一起唱的想法。

就在这个时候，我发现居然有不少关于这首歌的教学视频，女生自然是不用说了，毕竟角色就是女性，但我居然也看到了一位大一的男生在线教学，那音色以及英语发音真的很优秀。

我跟着其中一位女老师学了几句，发现有些发音真的和自己以前发音很不一样，同时明白为什么自己的英语发音那样平淡无奇，原来有些卷舌之类的，真的练习不够。看到很多网友说自己学得舌头都跟着打结了，实在是有趣。

这个英语视频又激发了我练口语的热情，希望自己能把它学会。

学英语作文 篇2

-ears pricked forward intently as it watched the man and the man, as he beat and threshed with his arms and hands, felt a great surge of envy as he regarded the creature that was warm ant secure in its natural covering。

after a time he was aware of the first far-away signals of sensation in his beaten fingers。 the faint tingling grew stronger till it evolved into a stinging ache that was ecruciating, but which the man hailed with satisfaction。 he stripped the mitten from his right hand and fetched forth the birch bark。 the eposed fingers were quickly going numb again。 net he brought out his bunch of sulphur matches。 but the tremendous cold had already driven the life out of his fingers。 in his effort to separate one match from the others, the whole bunch fell in the snow。 he tried to pick it out of the snow, but failed。 the dead fingers could neither touch nor clutch。 he was very careful。 he drove the thought of his freezing feet, and nose, and cheeks, out of his mind, devoting his whole soul to the matches。 he watched, using the sense of vision in place of that of touch, and when he saw his fingers on each side the bunch, he dosed them--that is, he willed to close them, for the wires were down, and the fingers did not obey。 he pulled the mitten on the right hand and beat it fiercely against his knee。 then。 with both mittened hands, he scooped the bunch of matches, along with much snow, into his lap。 yet he was no better off。

after some manipulation he managed to get the bunch between the heels of his mittened hands。 in this fashion he carried it to his mouth。 the ice crackled and snapped when by a violent effort he opened his mouth。 he drew the lower jaw in, curled the upper lip out of the way, and scraped the bunch with his upper teeth in order to separate a match。 he succeeded in getting one, which he dropped on his lap。 he was no better off。 he could not pick it up。 then he devised a way。 he picked it up in his teeth and scratched it on his leg。 twenty times he scratched before he succeeded in lighting it。 as it flamed he held it with his teeth to the birch bark。 but the burning brimstone went up his nostrils and into his lungs, causing him to cough spasmodically。 the match fell into the snow and went out。

the old-timer an sulphur creek was right, he thought in the moment of controlled despair that ensued after fifty below, a man should travel with a partner。 he beat his hands, but failed in eciting any sensation。 suddenly he bared both hands, removing the mittens with his teeth。 he caught the whole bunch between the heels of his hands。 his arm muscles not being frozen enabled him to press the hand-heels tightly against the matches。 then he scratched the bunch along his leg it flared into flame, seventy sulphur matches at once! there was no wind to blow them out he kept his head to one side to escape the strangling fumes, and held the blazing bunch to the birth bark。 as he so held it, he became aware of sensation in his hand。 his flesh was burning。 he could smell it。 deep down below the surface he could feel it。 the sensation developed into pain that grew acute。 and still he endured, it holding the flame of the matches clumsily to the bark that would not light readily because his own burning hands were in the way, absorbing most of the flame。

at last, when he could endure no more, he jerked his hands apart。 the blazing matches fell sizzling into the snow, but the birch bark was alight。 he began laying dry grasses and the tiniest twigs on the flame。 he could not pick and choose, for he had to lift the fuel between the heels of his hands。 small pieces of rotten wood and green moss clung to the twigs, and he bit them off as well as he could with his teeth。 he cherished the flame carefully and awkwardly。 it meant life, and it must not perish。 the withdrawal of blood from the surface of his body now made him begin to shiver, and he grew more awkward。 a large piece of green moss fell squarely on the little fire。 he tried to poke it out with his fingers, but his shivering frame made him poke too far and he disrupted the nucleus of the little fire, the burning grasses and tiny twigs separating and scattering。 he tried to poke them together again, but in spite of the tenseness of the effort, his shivering got away with him, and the twigs were hopelessly scattered。 each twig gushed a puff of smoke and went out。 the fire-provider had failed。 as he looked apathetically about him, his eyes chanced on the dog, sitting across the ruins of the fire from him, in the snow, making restless, hunching movements, slightly lifting one forefoot and then the other, shifting its weight back and forth on them with wistful eagerness。

the sight of the dog put a wild idea into his head。 he remembered the tale of the man, caught in a blizzard, who killed a steer and crawled inside the carcass, and so was saved。 he would kill the dog and bury his hands in the warm body until the numbness went out of them。 then he could build another fire。 he spoke to the dog, calling it to him; but in his voice was a strange note of fear that frightened the animal, who had never known the man to speak in such way before。 something was the matter, and its suspicious nature sensed danger--it knew not what danger, but somewhere, somehow, in its brain arose an apprehension of the man。 it flattened its ears down at the sound of the mans voice, and its restless, hunching movements and the liftings and shiftings of its forefeet became more pronounced; but it would not come to the man。 he got on his hands and knees and crawled toward the dog。 this unusual posture again ecited suspicion, and the animal sidled mincingly away。

the man sat up in the snow for a moment and struggled for calmness。 then he pulled on his mittens, by means of his teeth, and got upon his feet。 he glanced down at first in order to assure himself that he was really standing up, for the absence of sensation in his feet left him unrelated to the earth。 his erect position in itself started to drive the webs of suspicion from the dogs mind; and when he spoke peremptorily, with the sound of whiplashes in his voice, the dog rendered its customary allegiance and came to him。 as it came within reaching distance, the man lost his control。 his arms flashed out to the dog, and he eperienced genuine surprise when he discovered that his hands could not clutch, that there was neither bend nor feeling in the fingers。 he had forgotten for the moment that they were frozen and that they were freezing more and more。 all this happened quickly, and before the animal could get away, he encircled its body with his arms。 he sat down in the snow, and in this fashion held the dog, while it snarled and whined and struggled。

but it was all he could do, hold its body encircled in his arms and sit there。 he realized that he could not kill the dog。 there was no way to do it。 with his helpless hands he could neither draw nor hold his sheath knife nor throttle the animal。 he released it, and it plunged wildly away, with tail between its legs, and still snarling。 it halted forty feet away and surveyed him curiously, with ears sharply pricked forward。 the man looked down at his hands in order to locate them, and found them hanging on the ends of his arms。 it struck him as curious that one should have to use his eyes in order to find out where his hands were。 he began threshing his arms back and forth, beating the mittened hands against his sides。 he did this for five minutes, violently, and his heart pumped enough blood up to the surface to put a stop to his shivering。 but no sensation was aroused in the hands。 he had an impression that they hung like weights on the ends of his arms, but when he tried to run the impression down, he could not find it。

a certain fear of death, dull and oppressive, came to him。 this fear quickly became poignant as he realized that it was no longer a mere matter of freezing his fingers and toes, or of losing his hands and feet, but tha

学英语作文 篇3

I like digital products. It is advanced and convenient. For example, nowadays our family has a digital camera. We can take pictures whenever we want. We have taken many photos about our life. But in the past, if we want to take pictures, we have to go to the photographic studio. It is inconvenient and expensive. So we only take photos once a year. This is one classical example. There are many similar examples.

我喜欢数码产品。它们先进、方便。举个例子，我们家现在有一个数码相机。我们什么时候想照相都可以。这相机记录了我们生活中很多的点点滴滴。但是，过去，如果我们想拍照，我们只能去影楼。一点都不方便也很贵。所以我们每年只拍一次照片。这是一个典型的`例子。很有很多类似的呢。

学英语作文 篇4

it was a sunny balmy afternoon at the end of a leisurely summer. i was driving on a winding country road with a lady friend. little did i know that i was to have a close call that would have almost ruined the rest of my life.

earlier that day, a friend called me to tell me that our mutual friend rosy was arriving back from taiwan after the summer holidays. since there was no airport in the immediate vicinity of the university, she would need a ride to come back on campus.

being mildly interested in that girl, i jumped at the chance to play hero. the trip was not particular long or arduous. i was to pick her up from a friend’s home that was a mere 80 miles from campus—a piece of cake, i said to myself.

everything went well. the country road was almost deserted. visibility was good and i was not driving very fast. the conversation was lively but not distracting.

about half an hour into the drive, i rounded a corner and noticed two small children, aged around 10, waiting to cross the road after getting off their school bus. my mind was not particularly focused on them because i thought they would not cross the road when a truck was coming through on their side. the two kids looked to their left, watching the truck intensely. as soon as the truck passed, and without a thought, they started to dash across the road. i was petrified, to say the least. my heart almost leaped out of my throat. time seemed to have come to a standstill. it was like a nightmare coming into reality. i felt i was in the slow motion crash scene of a movie. i did not even have the time to brake or steer clear.

by providence smiled on me that day. the two kids missed my car by less than an inch. imagine what would have happened if i had hit them? they would have been killed instantly. i would have been charged with manslaughter and thrown into jail. my career would be over before it even got started. the kind of inhumane treatment i would receive from fellow inmate, i could only guess but hate to imagine. i will never be a whole person again even if i were to be released early for good behavior. my life would be over. even if i had a good lawyer that could have gotten me off, i would have carried that guilt in my mind for the rest of my life.

even today, thirty-si years later, the memory of that day is still fresh on my mind. i have my lucky star to thank for having both parties gotten off unscathed.

学英语作文 篇5

I’m Jiang Yiyuan. I’m going to have a happy weekend, it is busy.

On Saturday, I’m going to have an art class by bus, because that place is near the west lake. I’m going to study sketching and Chinese painting. Then, I’m going to go home and have dinner.

On Sunday, I’m going to the cinema with my friends. We’re going after breakfast. Then we’re going to the restranrt to have a good meal. Then, in the afternoon I’m going to do homework till night.

That will be rich weekend!

学英语作文 篇6

有一个好消息，我妈妈生小宝宝了，我很高兴，但是又觉得很麻烦，宝宝除了睡就是吃，再就是哇哇大哭。他的脸胖胖的，红红的，嘴和眼小小的，腿和胳膊肉肉的`，总是弯曲，不过还是蛮可爱的。

There is a good news, my mother gave birth to a baby, I am very happy, but also feel very troublesome, the baby in addition to sleeping is eating, and then is crying. His face is fat, red, mouth and eyes are small, legs and arms are fleshy, always curved, but still pretty cute.

今天，我在床上和他玩，我一动他，他就抱脸，我一不小心把被子盖在他的脸上，接着再拿开，他以为我和他捉迷藏呢，咧了咧嘴笑了，真可爱！

Today, I was playing with him in bed. When I moved him, he hugged his face. I accidentally put the quilt on his face and then took it away. He thought I was playing hide and seek with him. He grinned. It was lovely!

愿小宝宝快快长大，就能和我一块玩了

Wish the baby grow up quickly and play with me

学英语作文 篇7

Since I go to school, the teachers always educate us to study hard, so that we can be successful people in the future. I have thought of my future life in twenty years. At that time, I will work in the office from Monday to Friday. On weekends, I will spend the time with my parents. I want to share my life with them.

自从我上学以来，老师们总是教育我们要努力学习，这样我们才能在未来成为成功人士。我想过我未来20年的'生活。那时候，我周一到周五都在办公室工作。周末的时候，我会和父母在一起，我想和他们分享我的生活。

学英语作文 篇8

Last winter holiday, I went to Harbin with my mother. It's very cold in winter.

There is snow and ice everywhere and you are always in a white world. You must wear warm clothes.

The most exciting thing is playing with snow. Skating is also very interesting there.

I will' always remember Harbin, for the snow, the ice and all the beautiful things. I love Harbin.

学英语作文 篇9

the Children's Day this year is the most unforgettable one for me beacause i'll soon graduate.

Even though it doesn't come yet,i believe it must be the most unforgettable.

I will no loneger be a child once going to middle school

What a unforgettable Children's Day!

学英语作文 篇10

Duststorms are becoming a great concern for both the public and the government in recent years. Every spring overwhelming sands and dust sweep the northern part of China, blocking out the sky, enshrouding cities and villages, bring much inconvenience and problems to people＇s lives and work. In some regions, sandstorms have caused great loss in both people＇s lives and properties.

Duststorms are largely created by man himself. On the one hand, too much air pollution causes a greenhouse effect, which, in turn, leads to global wanning in climate. This results in wet places on the earth even wetter and dry places even drier. On the other hand, over grazing, poor fanning, tree cutting, strip mining all leave theland unprotected. When the wind blows, it blows away topsoil and loose soil.

Duststorms are another punishment nature gives to mankind. We must be alert to this ecological alarm. We should not only take effective measures to stop duststorms but also draw some lessons from it. We should not "develop" the local economy at the cost of the natural environment.