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fantasy_高中英语作文【1】
In this world no magic, no superman, I will always find out what I want. These things just don't exist in the real world, but my "spiritual world", I call these imaginary things "fantasy". My "fantasy" rich and colorful, great variety, including: happy, sweet, bitter, and that I can't forget......
a
People say that the kindergarten is the heaven of happiness. There is a lovely aunt, beautiful teacher in welcome us; There are delicious food, a lot of fun toys in waiting for us; Naivete and like us friends and spend childhood with us.
Now, I have grown up and gone through the time kindergarten I also learned the kindergarten life "good". If someone say how good the kindergarten, I really want to slap him!
Kindergarten life really without too much affection in my mind, but I hate. If also can again I would never go to this maddening "mental hospital"! There is neither a lovely aunt also does not have a beautiful teacher, not to mention the delicious food and friendly friends! Only with psychiatric hospital as crazy as "patient" and takes care of the patient "doctor".
In this hellish day, no parents support and a guarantee of one's life for themselves and to escape the kindergarten can be a delusion. Really make me happy thing is that my "fantasy". My "fantasy" is also from kindergarten began one day.
I almost every day in the kindergarten time, imagine themselves into different people, there are police officers, pilots, superman, the Ottoman and state President and many other different identity of human beings. (at least I have never seen my fantasy is a girl) in I imagine I'm a what kind of role at the same time I also imagine match the character with the scene:
I am a policeman, a submachine gun in the hand, is in a gun fight with criminals, bullets whizzing around fallen comrades and not far from here, with the mob fierce gun battle, as a police officer, I have no fear to go forward, held up in the hands of a gun to the gunman shot, click clicking... .
Ha ha! I transformed into an Ottoman, standing in front of me is an ugly monster, it is attacking humans, as "the guardian" earth I have an obligation to protect the safety of human beings. Look for! Monster, OTT light waves, bi crackers, monster elimination.
As China's President, at the head of the national army in the fight against foreign invaders and recover the unification of China, world domination, ha ha!
Lots and lots of "fantasy" constitutes the happy time of my kindergarten, let me find a little called in overcast sky the dawn of the "fantasy", this is the beginning of the my fantasy... _baidu_page_break_tag_
The second
Primary school is my most happy, the sweetest time, is I most want to keep a period of one of the "fantasy" of memory. Because there are my favorite "she" in the memory, so I share memories of the "fantasy" is so beautiful!
She is my Chinese teacher who is the teacher in charge, she is a person who is kind and gentle, the person in our class are very fond of her. She likes to wear some mature elegant cheongsam and beautiful high heels, this makes her even more highlighted the "classical beauty" of Oriental female. At that time I really like her lessons, class and always find a question for her, and she also patient answer, this makes my language result is one of the best in our class.
Sixth grade I mature faster than their peers, has a curious on women's bodies and nameless, and realize the knowledge about "sex" from the Internet, which makes me pay more attention to "she", and all of my "fantasy" with her:
Class, I like to watch her every move, more mind imagine the picture "intimacy" with her. (" picture "lenovo) obtained from the Internet. Writing assignments are fantasizing about to have dinner with her, she how cute they are eating. Writing homework in the evening, will be with her fantasy beside teach my homework appearance; Even sleeping at night, I also in the fantasy "she" "sleep" with me...
Too many "fantasy" that I often absent-minded in class, homework can't finish, grades drop significantly. In the end, she found me and talk with me. At first, she didn't like other teacher asking it ask the reason of my grades step backwards, but is concerned about the condition of my life, then slowly led me to discuss about learning and retrogression. I also some shy, see her eyes are floating, also faltered out to talk to her. But when it comes to results from the reason I am silent, more can't look straight into her eyes, flurried low head. She seemed to see the secrets in my heart is gentle to say that I looked at her, I slowly raised his head and looked at her. When I saw her beautiful eyes fill with tears, my heart was moved by her tears, I know she is just flow tears of sad for me, as a man, I can't let I love "she" tears!
After that conversation, I am in life, in the school to love myself "fantasy" urge to put more effort into learning; She never again put on her beautiful Chinese dress and high heels, but put on more neutral clothes and hair cut short hair, the whole person looks like a handsome male teacher, which made my "fantasy" less and less. The results of my grades and steadily increased, Chinese grade ranked first in his class.
After graduating from primary school, I got a little reward: she kissed my forehead, it makes my heart alacrity, and stationed in my heart a little wish: I grew up I must to marry her! But in my three years after graduation she married one day, her husband is a handsome man sunshine. I wish into the "fantasy". _baidu_page_break_tag_
three
My deskmate in junior middle school three years has not changed, her name is called Lin Xiang, her name and her people, always sending out the faint scent. She's very nice very tender, just like my primary school teacher.
People often say: the advantage of month. At the time the first I was thinking about whether can use this sentence to me? But small fragrant (I gave her a nickname) is a study hard children, and my heart has been like the "people". Even so I cannot refrain from "fantasy" :
If I can go home together after school with her every day, that the more good! It's a pity that my family and her family is in two directions at once, and her mother often to take her home.
If I can have dinner together with her every day, to go to travel on the weekend, that it would be great! It's a pity that she is a love of learning boy don't like to play and she like to go with the girls in for dinner.
If she is my girlfriend, we can together every day, her hands, kiss kiss, do a happy couple. It would be much good! Except that I was a cowardly people, do not have the courage to say to her...
If too much, and it's a pity that makes her feelings and I can only keep on the good friend stage, and she and I discussed in junior high school most topic is "learning". In learning, become friends, encourage each other in the study, this makes us grades the unshakeable foundations "top two" in the class. As a result, the junior middle school we both made a good result, admitted to a famous high school, but both were not in the same high school.
The end of junior high school, in our class 'graduation party will "on, don't drink little sweet also drunk. People in our class ready to disperse, small incense took my hand and asked me to send her to go home, this is the first time she begged me to send her home, is also the first time I see little sweet home.
In this fantastic night sky, we walk on the quiet street, her head on my shoulder, quietly both of them didn't speak, walk quietly, just like that. At this time my heart there is a kind of unspeakable joy, along with hint of bitterness...
I don't know how long, we came to a small small fragrant incense said dwelling area doorway, small fragrant stopped turned back tightly embrace me. Suddenly, I feel the chest shirt wet, I know that small sweet tears.
My heart a love dearly, also hug small incense. We hug to each other for a long time, small sweet raised his head, the tears wet eyes looked at me and said: "the junior middle school time can have a lifetime... if..., I will do a lifetime...... with you sit at the same table, into the............... I like you." Small sweet after finish, I felt a warm lips, then small sweet turned and disappeared in my sight.
Junior high school of time with "small sweet kiss", from then on I could not see his little sweet. But that he is in the bottom of the pain in my heart, can't forget. _baidu_page_break_tag_
four
Two "beloved" leave me, with this sad mood I on in high school.
I'm not going to fall in love high school life, he decided to do a "monk" and struggle for the college entrance examination. The reason for this is not only the sad heart had yet to heal also includes only five girls in our class factors in it, so I volunteered to let the girl of our class to the guys in the class.
High school, I in order to make myself in this school is various, pressure find more fun day, I most of his spare time in their own fantasy "future" :
After the university entrance exam to travel, met with a girl in a park in the misty rain, she became my girlfriend, talk to her about a magnificent and victorious love, so as to cure my sad heart.
College entrance examination has obtained the excellent result, I could be admitted to tsinghua university, Peking University, admitted to the I go to graduate school, after finishing study to test abundantly and to the toefl test to go abroad, to become a multinational company executives.
Wait me rich of time I went back to open a company, after a virtuous wife, marry to spend the rest of my life.
five
I know most of my high school fantasy of "content" is not possible, otherwise it is not called "fantasy". Things are always conflict with I "think", might be god's his old man's house don't let me get it.
High school I even very hard tsinghua Beijing university, more don't say "one's deceased father grind" later; The college entrance examination after I went to the jiangnan tourism, looking forward to meet in a misty rain. But didn't in this picturesque jiangnan met that my mind think that "woman"; I'm looking forward to start a company also don't know whether can realize, everything is unknown...
six
Yes, I know I have a lot of fantasy, can realize they seem, but all be illusory vision, so called "fantasy". My illusion of every period are different, they change as my age increased, more and more mature, more and more tend to be more realistic. It's a pity that it is I can't touch the "dream", it is full of that I could not forget the past, slowly disappear in the long river of time.
In order to make them not by years of cruel and erase, I decided to put the "they" recorded in my article, that "they" become vivid memories, let me quietly looking at "them", when the old can also remember that I can't let go of the past.
dad 爸爸_高中英语作文【2】
As I write this, I was the only one in the home, the whole 9 o 'clock in the evening, he just got out of the door, is to meet my mother.
Today is the first time this year the rain, the rain is very big, but only for a moment. As early as eight o 'clock, the night with some wet sad, fill up the whole sky.
At eight o 'clock, I just came home from school, the family of dark, see the figure of a quiet sitting on the sofa, red light after a week, a wisp of smoke. I don't talk like usual entered my room, and he suddenly back to god asked: "you come back so early?" "Well, it's almost eight o 'clock!" I impatiently answer, he did not answer the words again, smoke up, and quickly went into the kitchen, turned on the light and began to prepare the dinner. I let go of music as usual, lying in bed, euphemistically called: learning tired, rest. I give my mother a call, "quick to eat, when to come back?" "I still have some things, you eat first." Give me repeat it to mother's words to him, he didn't reply. We are in love.
At half past eight, "eat!" He called to his room, I should be a sound, linger for a while to go out, was lit a cigarette and inhaled deeply into the lungs. The middle of the table and have a dish and a bowl of rice, I sat opposite him, a look at the table, picked up the chopsticks, asked him why he only a bowl of rice, "I don't want to eat, you eat." Said as he pushed the food to my side, I want him to eat some rice, also can say not export, rice has been in the farther than food place. At this moment I just suddenly feel he is very abnormal today, depressive mood let it's hard for me to taste the food delicious, I ate the food, with rice, in the middle of the thinking mind, soon enough, I put down the chopsticks walked back to the room. "To eat, eat meat." "Don't want to eat, already very full." Then, I heard the voice of his tidying, the sound is very big, he must have bad mood, he suddenly say: "so for two years, study hard, get a book is to make the concentrations of......" He want to say anything, but not the sound...
What I suddenly felt, I guess he must be to go again, tonight is the last meal in the home, mother has not been able to come back for dinner, his sadness mixed with a little complain, right! Must be like this.
Quiet house occasionally intermittent came the voice of nose, despite the pressure is very low, but still interrupted my thoughts, I look at the present problem, mind a blank. I finally sat down and gently out of the room, pretend to go to the toilet, walking past his room secretly took a glance, not turn on the light, a dark, dark figure sitting on the bed, red light after a week, a wisp of smoke...
He left home in recent years has been in a far away land, every spring, winter come back at the feast, for a person in the outside, this year is no exception, just thought it could go so early. Because I'm not used to live on campus, so mother rented a house near the school, he can give us a better environment, in order to select the building, which no doubt adds to our poor life. In order to pay off debt, for the sake of a better life, he's going to keep some animal, so after winter, perhaps will not come back.
Thought of here I clearly realized that he left this time, can't help but feel some want to cry, this don't, how long could it be?...
Half past nine, he adjust breathing, call mother, said: in a normal tone "how hasn't come back?" Mother said: "today the white ran out and didn't earn the money, now go back, bus, or you come to meet me..." "Didn't earn money from so far back? No bus come back a car? Wow." He said some complained, "don't worry, I have gone half, will go back in a minute..." "I'll pick you up..." Hung up the phone, he sighed and stared at the already faded phones for several seconds, put on clothes, pulled out two hundred yuan of money, go to the table, "I said," I'm leaving tomorrow." "Well," he put money in my hand, said: "the lock in the drawer, will spend... I don't have money to take to pick up your mother, you have a good homework......" "Well". Somehow, I don't have the guts to look at his haggard appearance, pretend like in studying, but also can't see a word in, 1 of "dong" until the door closed, like open the gate of the eye, tears springing up, the light is blurred, I quickly took out paper put it dry, and took out a pen may remember it...At ten o 'clock twenty, moonlight, old electric cars with a pair of adult men and women ride to rickety, he carefully parked the electric vehicles into the corridor, locked. "Knocked" I panic hide the mood with tears, rushed to the door to open the door, is a mother, "good evening ~" she said with a pleasant tone, "well". She use this false pleasant tone to build an atmosphere of failed to reach the effect, she didn't speak, to eat the cold food in the kitchen. He came up after, panting, climb a 5th floor has some hard, I think back to when he carried me upstairs that strong shoulders, but now, he is old, shoulders bent, dark and thin, like a old man, he bent over, slowly in shoes, and slowly returned to the room, not turn on the light, to hold the legs sitting in bed, take out cigarettes, smoke point, quietly watching filar silk consumed by the darkness...
Is put on the table at the moment the Chinese book that "pipa", can't help but think: "before the bed a wisp of smoke, blue leaning on the window of my house, he saw the spring to return all, HuaXin people scattered tears eye, do not weep said miserably to don't, don't rush when see." Tomorrow go back to the table, never see the red light after a week, a wisp of smoke. Tears sprang up, the light is blurred, blurred between the flashing is one of the world love my man, my father.
teacher_高中英语作文【3】
"A few days ago on my way to school, accidentally see written six campuses in taigang 100 days before examination time, and the fierce to think of me and my students separated, the in the mind empty. To the school, and students about the matter," said the said, I am very sad, and went away, may be in front of the students feel...
I like my students, and they feel very happy together, talking and laughing as if I am as big as they like, dress up like their space, QQ chat show, etc., some students say that I like a child, I want to be king.
I like my students, they respect me, with my positively, completes the school arrangement of each task, clean, I am satisfied at this, my students are great, though some of them do not pay attention to the section, often be penalised, class rank, but I believe that as the growth of the age, they will get rid of these small problems, some problems will affect their future, they may not feel now.
To be fair, I am the same for every student to be treated, as far as possible a bowl of water, but after all 55 students, inevitably have to do is not the right place, I hope my students can understand me, as if by predestination, cherish this fate, wish them have a better future. "
This is a QQ logs, such as logs and there are many, each log is a record of the affection between she and students, and she and students together each moving moment of, she is the teacher in charge - when I go to school in taiyuan ji teacher.
The teacher, is the third day to the new teacher in charge of our military training, and meng teacher again after the handover will take us. The teacher said she is on duty director for the first time, and is a uniform man class. It's a big test for her, she hope we can get along well, and go in peace and not left behind to send us to our main campus in Beijing.
This is the teacher's voice. Teacher do, because it is just to take over our class, and is full of boys, to very good to know you, she basically every day in the school, has lived in school the teacher dormitory in the evening. I saw, is very love dearly, my teacher and I said "teacher, you rest assured go home, we all grow up, can hold their own." , the teacher said: "the husband go to work in the outside, daughter is at school, I a person also pretty boring in the home, or and you happy together." Later, the teacher said spill the beans, we just know originally her nephew lived in her home, she would give my nephew counselling homework every night. I am very touched, is such a small matter, also fully shows the ji teacher poured on us.
The small one thing after another, but also touched me. On December 24, is a western on Christmas Eve, the teacher give you bought the apple. In addition, the teacher also bought a heart-shaped suit of candles. In the evening, there are two students in the class borrowed the dining room lights, will decorate the classroom. Our class teacher committee and a starting point for the candles, and closed the classroom lights, everybody was immersed in a warm atmosphere. Don't know who opened the head: "we are all good children, imaginative child, believe that love can be forever......" , everybody is singing along. Suddenly, I feel cool. Looked up, and in the backdrop of the candle, it is the tears of the teacher is more glittering and translucent. Teacher didn't say much, just quietly immersed in this warm feeling you bring her this kind of touched. In the evening, into the space with the teacher, found that more than a log. Will please everyone see, teacher write very touching, several roommates are the reply to the teacher, I am no exception.
The teacher's actions, got everyone's approval. That's her spirit touched everybody, everybody in the inspiration of her and gave her moved. She treated us as his own children, everyone came from different parts of the shanxi, she like a mother to take care of us. Let away from the parents' we feel warm. Mother's day arrived, I compared his teacher to mother, to her an article. She is very happy, come to the class and share the joy of her. A few days later, the teacher decided to give us a farewell party, because I go to the student union, the meeting didn't start from scratch, I came back, activity is close to the end, I finally made a suggestion: please all the people who came to the teacher and the classmates to sign his name on the blackboard, and in the middle of the blackboard to write down the "distance separates no bosom friends". Let the memory forever in our hearts, let us think of it will remind of our teacher.
"Finally finished test, can go home" and "liberated" such words too much, I didn't say anything but suddenly think of what, I picked up the delicate small running for office. Then, the teacher is away, I ran to the other office, other teachers to write the message to me, and told me: to Beijing to have a good grasp myself.
The next day, the make-up exam, many students will go on after the exam, I saw the teacher out of the educational administration department, I quickly face up, the teacher led me to the office, didn't say anything, just let me put down this let me out. Come out a lot for a while, she put this in my bag. I will go out with her to send our classmates, let everyone go about, the driver school teacher say: "teacher, the students have gone, sad?" The lecturer just smiled, but her heart how can not sad? Then look at her log all understand.
A man sitting on the train home, remember one thing, open my notebook, and other teacher's remarks, is not the same as the teacher write this has wrinkled, I immediately understand. Ents ten years trees, one hundred. The teacher taught me unforgettable! Here, I also said to my teacher: "teacher, students have no gorgeous language, only sincerely say thank you. You were laborious!"
mom_高中英语作文【4】
Every thing, have it back, just like people have their own shadow. The back, life is emerge in endlessly, common occurance. Anyone have a unique figure, big or small, or heavy or light. Military figure, is "there is mo open" amir Johnson, is a symbol of the whole of China "thousand mill strike also hard, ren erdong southwest north wind" tenacious spirit; Back of the teacher, it is "no not heartless, maternal gentleness is more protect flower" spring breeze of the rain, he is decorated the world talent, flowers bloom, thousand rock of TV ", remain the Yang "never forget mother?" Day if sentient days also old, human right is the vicissitudes of life, "no mother little strokes fell great oaks efforts, we are only" fell lonely goose alone the nanxiang ", the ideal cannot achieve their dreams.
Remember: don't start kindergarten, mother always likes to play with me. Our mother and child knowledge connotation and culture is very different, of course, in front of my mother, my nature is pretty good, so long as there is a place that confusion, I asked mother went cheerfully. Even if is all some in the mother seems to be simple question, but she never swallowed, always smiled back to contemplate a moment, then will answer to blurt out, in my opinion, every time is astute and artful. When the mother figure to me is the symbol of knowledge, I see in the back of her from the knowledge of heavy and cultural roots.
Preschool life finally, primary school life happen. In first grade is not as important to the mother's eyes. Became a pupil, I also realized the importance of learning, also understood that the accumulation of knowledge is follow, step by step process. I am learning. See the son of leading so let her pride, mother also will focus on the job. Put out of school, I also always like standing on the windowsill watching mother drove the car to go home, every time I see her back home, I always dancing, ecstatic, this let myself also puzzling. And every time she came home from work, will be sweating like a pig, covered with dust. Face in front of mother, I am always greeting: "mom, today work very tired?" And she was always as if nothing has occurredly replied: "not tired, have a son, what is the candy across is not the past?" To see her smile, as if was completely wiped out. I at that time, the so-called life have a more profound understanding, I see the hardships of life from the mother's back with sour, understand the vicissitudes of life and bumpy, more determined to study hard.
Now, already over six years of primary school life, into the school gate, more on the turning point in life. Mother's important for me is more easy. She is no longer confined to the care of my answer a question or answer a word. Long before the mother in my eyes is no longer just a kind of image. In her mother's guidance, I gradually have their own position in life, gradually have their own points of view of things. Mother's work is also more and more busy, I understand what she expected purpose, I also know how to do things, to share the shoulder the burden of the mother. Her heart filled with only the warm home, there is only me. I in learning through their own efforts, try not to disappoint her, perhaps this is the mother of love. As my mother love me, I also deeply in love with her. It with her eyes to my nose vulgar love is different, a mother's love is perseverance, faith, strong and unyielding, I felt the future from her love of magnificent and target the important, I began to learn to set up their own aspirations, like a mother to our family plan for the future. And my mother back to my influence is growing. Over the years, mother figure thin up day after day, than the arrogant of her mother's bossiness, thought only of his own career regardless of family, I am proud of my mother, she was everything is unparalleled.
It's hard for me to imagine myself to embrace her act. And when I get older, she is no longer young. At least, I think, she has to hold me. For a long time, would do such a dream, the dream of a girl held her mother spoiled, then such images. They figure out along the fuzzy under the setting sun of fine lines. Woke up, have the urge to hug mother want to go to the next room, but I didn't do this all the time, it has long hate emotions too exposed personality makes me not after all, also dare not to do so. Memory of the young mother is now over 40, she also has white hair, canthus begin to have wrinkles, while I grow up, mother, she smiled in exclamation the passage of time. I grow up, however, they are old. I don't know why I write this, canthus already moist, well, yes, my mother, she is really old. Mother didn't back to me, however, the warmth of her eyes, mother back to more let me want to stay. I don't want mother can like writer depicted very great mother, industrious, simple, serious, these words actually has little to do with my mother. She likes to laugh in life, hard, selfless, mother is a how of the industrious, in order to this home, she is always on the move, mother like all ordinary mother, loves her family. Said the mother, she has a pain my responsibility. No matter hair white hair, she hurt me, the way the wrinkles around her eyes became obvious, head of white hair has been increased, but she said she has hurt my responsibility. Mother, you know. When you are not sad figure to me, just give me a warm embrace, and I will understand, in fact, I have hurt your responsibility.
Ah, the mother's back.
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