暑假英语作文8句话
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暑假英语作文篇1
This summer holiday, I went to grandma's house again. My cousin and I played with gold. It's raining, I and my cousin head set a plastic bag and ran to play in the open water wars, the adults we can't get, only then is willing to go home in the rain like a drowned rat. Sometimes I took out my "sword" (made of wood), one by one. When I was nie, my cousin got up and started to crack. My cousin and I used to laugh. However, playing table tennis with my grandmother is an interesting thing to enjoy.
There is a table tennis table on the playground of grandma's house, and I always play with my grandmother. Grandmother played ball, waist bent, eyes staring straight at the ball, the appearance of a face of self-confidence, serious, that look like is to be a fierce competition, let me feel that my grandmother is a veteran table tennis. But my serve technology is top-notch, and my grandmother is always busy. Grandma had just started, and the ball was under the racket. Occasionally grandma would touch the ball, but the ball was so clever that the bird didn't know where to go. When it was grandma's turn to serve, it was always soft. I came for a smash and grandma lost. My grandmother, who didn't care about losing or losing, always laughed and laughed, and made me laugh unaccountable. Winning is a common thing and sometimes I lose to my grandmother.
On the day of the outside, there was another thing that I was so sure about -- mountain climbing. Every evening, the sun sets and the moon hides in the mountains, shaming up like a maiden on stage. My father and mother took me to the hill, although it was only a hill, not as tall as mount Everest, but the scenery was beautiful and pleasant. The green trees in the mountains were green and green, and I could not see what was hidden in them. The air on the mountain was very fresh. It was sweeter than drinking honey, and it was always sweet to the bottom of my heart. The people who climb the mountain have a good laugh, and they are very happy, and they watch the beautiful scenery in front of them. A scene one thing is let me happy, happy, climb a mountain of fatigue, like the mountains that layers of mist, a little bit of light, to a little bit, a little lost... At that time, I was so carefree and carefree! Happiness is as big and full as the mountain of mountains in the middle of the day, and I'm holding on to it.
暑假英语作文篇2
As the last day the bell rang, means as before and play with us, together with classmates in class and the hard education we, and friendly teacher goodbye, also means that we ended our year four grade life, to live in the summer vacation.
Summer vacation, for some students, it is summer vacation homework quickly, and then finish the teacher assigned homework quickly too, the last leave time for yourself to the fullest play, in fact, summer vacation so long, we can learn some extra-curricular knowledge, but, don't be too boring summer vacation, and we also can give the body in the process of learning a vacation, relax, wash to study fatigue.
There are so many interesting things that happen to me during the summer vacation. I will tell you about them. It is one thing: that morning, my brother and I go to the river, the river while it is cloudy, but there are many fish in the water in the river in the water to swim freely, at this moment, I suddenly saw a black small fish, a look at carefully, turned out to be a loach, I found that after hurriedly turned to tell brother said: "brother, this has a loach"! The brother said, "where?" I pointed out to the elder brother a look, but the cunning loach escaped, although let the loach escaped, but we are not have no harvest, the two of us were caught four grouper, that's we paid only then put these little guys.
My summer vacation life is almost over, I also really a little loathe to give up, in this the rest of the short time I have tried to review the knowledge of the fourth grade, to meet the test of a new semester.
暑假英语作文篇3
It was a night without a moon without a moon, and I lay in bed looking at the endless black, but I didn't expect that the summer night would be so deep. I hurried into the house, still a black one, and I realized that my mother still hadn't come back.
I want the corridor lights up toward the stairs, I carefully touch has already started to switch the skin aging, when the lights light up, I immediately thought of my mother. Remembering the countless dark nights, my mother turned on the lamp and lit the darkness. In her cognitive world, this orange lamp can convey warmth and hope to me.
So tonight, when you see this bright spot, mom, will you feel warm and will make me your eyes.
It was too late. Mom didn't come back. I went downstairs and left the light.
Once I DiaoXun said to mom, we that floor lights, bold, property to add took that day, mom said nothing, still canthus wrinkles so manifest.
The light, always on, seemed to me an indispensable thing in life, a happy thing. Mom always lights up, it is not for the night, I don't know when I saw the light, in the heart is warm or happiness, melancholy or touched, I only know that in the future, I will be mother lit the lamp, become her eye, let you of the wrinkles of canthus.
Mom still didn't come back, I went on down. At this time, I am very happy, on the path that I grew up, there was a lamp burning continuously, warm me all the time.
My mother had not yet come back, and I went on, and on my path of growth, there was a lamp, always bright, and warm me all the time.
Mother is old, I grow up, and the light is on. I looked up at the light, so high, so far, and then the long black road to my feet. This road, my mother and I passed by, a warm light on the road guiding our way forward. Maybe in a long, long time, I overlooked her light; I can't remember the light from the far, far away, but I know that, here, I wait for my mother to light the lamp for her.
Was a finely in the footsteps of the body, must be her, I turned around and, sure enough that I expected, mom is coming, we greet the walked to the ray of light, it seemed to be guided us, it seems to predict I will be your eyes.
The light is too bright, mama said. I laughed, and I used to say that, too.
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