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高中英语作文烛光（精选30篇）
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高中英语作文烛光 篇1
"Mom, I want to say to you, I swallow you again. Mom I want to laugh at you, but I have a little tears." Candlelight, if you are your figure, your smile is your love And the heart of true feelings. Mao Amin is a deep voice, and the song is elegant, and her affectionate is really singing, no one will move.
The song is a tenderness, tenderness contains deep love for the mother, the mother's own cheeks, thebrunette, thebrunette, tired, no longer pull, lost the eyes of the light As soon as the candlelight, the tears can be seen in the tears. The singer sang is true, I am integrated is true, I heard this song, it gives me a vibration of the soul, and I feel in this song, and my heart is sublimated in this song.
Mom, how simple words, how great words, ordinary in touch, is love. From the barefarestorm to the growth of the trend, you are soaked in your heart, soak your careful care. You can more important than yourself, care about my health is more harder. You never think about yourself, what you think is me first. In life, you are my leader, taught me the way forward, teach me the basic skills of life; If you pay, I will finish a bit of life. Mom, see your increasing amount of silver silk and sly, and I am growing more and more, I can't do anything more, you pay too much too much, you can't use language. Maternal love is the greatest love in the world, and the mother is the most great person in the world. A song brings a feeling; a song brings a kind of love; a song brings a touch. "Mom in the candlelight",unforgettable in the candlelight; "Mother in the Candle", theunforgettable people in the candlelight.
I hope this song will be circulated forever, bringing more children, so that everyone's heart will always flow this moving melody.
高中英语作文烛光 篇2
People have their own love, each has their own differences, some people like delicate peony, some people like tall and straight pine, but I like the unknown candle!
It was a cold night, I was doing my homework, suddenly the power cut at home, I was very worried; What is to be done? You haven't finished your homework yet? At this time, my mother took out the "millennium antique" - candle! Just lit, the whole room was lit, it not only lit up the room, also lit up my heart, candle is bright, but it will not burn for long, presumably this candle has been put for a long time, so, I did not say a word, while the yellow candle hurriedly write up the homework, such as I finish my homework, the candle is only less than half, I stared at the candle, Only hear "crackling" burning sound, see here, remind me of the famous poet Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty verse: "Spring silkworm to die silk, wax torch into ash tears dry", this is not the quality of the candle? Yeah! A candle burns itself to light others. Looking at the selfless dedication of the candle, and let me think of the motherland flowers of the cultivator - the teacher, the teacher is not lit themselves, light up others? They from the young youth to the white-haired old man, these decades, they have never given up, never thought of giving up, they get up early and sleep late every day, teach during the day and prepare lessons at night, their selfless dedication quality should not be respected by the people?
Ah! "Candle", thank you, is you let me really understand the meaning of obscurity, is you let me understand what is "light yourself, light up others"!
高中英语作文烛光 篇3
The rain was falling slowly outside the window.
I sat by the window, reviewing my lessons nervously for tomorrow's exam.
Suddenly, the power went out and everything was dark.
"How come! A power cut at this time?" I was like an angry leopard.
"I'll light the candles right away." My mother, who was sitting at one side, answered, looking for matches in the dark, took out half a candle, lit it, and moved it to my desk.
Looking at the half of the candle said: "It seems that it is impossible to call today, so many candles are not enough, you go to buy two more, I have to review lessons." The mother listened, "um", and went out.
Sitting alone in front of the window, looking at the weak light, feeling incompetent, I can not help but for their own rough speech to mother, surprised - recently, more exams, several tests, my results are not ideal, for this more temper. Talking to my mother often leads to anger. This will be "power outage" thing also sent to the mother, and the mother is always quietly, silently endure.
"The door opened, look back, the mother came back, she was drenched, carrying a plastic bag, from the outside can see two red candles, forehead hair and temples seemed to be wind and rain blown messy, mother went out, did not take an umbrella.
Mother lit a candle, the candle to me here pushed, suddenly, the room and bright, the mother said: "this can do homework."
I looked at my mother, feel that there is a crystal in the eyes of something in tremor, turn, seems to fall. But I held back.
The candlelight of that night impressed me deeply.
高中英语作文烛光 篇4
Dusk, the setting sun such as bright fire, falling from the west. Before setting, the sunset cast its remaining colored light on the clouds, and the clouds shone like paint. Everything I saw that day seemed beautiful. Because it was my mother's birthday, and I gave my mother a cake. Up to now, I can't forget the flickering candlelight.
Remember that time, I suddenly remembered that today is Mom's birthday, anyway, I have to prepare something. What are you going to do? That's a little hard. Thinking, Dad suddenly came back. I asked, dad smiled: "Why don't you send cake?" Ah, yes! Open the cake menu, what cream cake, chocolate cake, mango cake... Everything. Well, how about chocolate cake? No, mom doesn't like it. Well, how about a new version? I guess so. That's better.
At night, the moon is like white jade hanging in the sky, white and flawless, no wind and no rain. The cake will be here soon. I paid for it. Mother looked surprised when she saw the cake. There was a smile on the face that had been wrinkled with years. As if she knew everything, she smiled and said to me, "Did you buy it? Do you want some cake?"
"No." I was a little surprised, too. I almost thought Mom knew the truth, but then I was honest. "It's for you, it's your birthday!"
The mother was even more surprised and could not believe that her son would send a cake. She took it trembling, walked gently to the table, and put it down slowly... Light the birthday candles, sing the birthday song, turn off the lights. The flickering candle flickered. My mother hugged me like a baby, picked me up and put me down, and said, "Son, you are so nice! You've grown up!"
In a trance, back to the present. The sun has set, and a great morning star has risen. The flickering candle flickered in the light and disappeared again.
高中英语作文烛光 篇5
"Happiness is yours. I have nothing." Mr. Zeng said with a smile.
Perhaps, happiness is ours, but the boredom of the third year, the cruelty of the third year, does not seem to allow us to be happy. But because of teacher Zeng, our hearts full of light pleasure, as teacher Zeng said, "your heart, should be happy." But teacher, why do you say you have nothing? Later, I realized, originally had the teacher happy turned to face the true Zha trick 顪 Gu smile to his students. As a matter of fact, Zeng Sui does love to laugh. In Chinese class, because of his rich voice and light smile, boring Chinese becomes fascinating; The bell of the class came, and his smile added a spring to the lively class. That smile is full of innocence, so kind, and touching. Time had carved the marks of time on his forehead, and left a little silver in his temples, but his teacher's heart was still as innocent and pure as a child's.
Because of this smile, Zeng teacher will have some lovely childishness, have some quite attractive humor. In front of the lectern after class, Zeng, who is discussing problems with her students, often winks because she can't remember a poem, and pats her forehead with her textbook, until the problem is solved and the smile returns. When and students do not agree, it will proudly call "great minds think alike", or jump out a "OK"! Suddenly, the podium became a stage full of laughter.
In the teacher's Chinese class, we are a group of hungry children, greedily enjoy the teacher brought spiritual food. And lovely teacher Zeng, always in the extension of extra-curricular knowledge, with such a sentence at the end: "Oh, sorry, talk too much!" Then came a shy smile. We use the most brilliant smile to tell him, "teacher, you say we never too much, you say, we all love to hear!"
高中英语作文烛光 篇6
Summer vacation, mom and dad to work, send me to my grandma's home for a few days. Day Mengmengbright, grandma is busy in the kitchen to grind soymilk for me, steamed steamed buns, sometimes boil all kinds of stuffing dumplings, burn delicious noodles; In the hot sun in the morning, carrying buckets of my clothes to the stream to wash; The sun is setting, take me to the watermelon field to pick watermelons. My grandmother's tireless and meticulous company made days like this flow like water.
Outside the window, a moon rose, like a lamp, hanging high in the sky. I opened the exercise book began to do homework, but did not do a few questions, the light went out, the room was dark, as if Chinese painting with endless thick ink poured over. I fumbled to switch the light, no response, the original is a power failure.
Special quiet, my two legs trembling, almost stand unstable, like the dry branches of the weak wind, and like the vast night sea in a small boat helpless cast in the waves, the back of the cold, a bitter wind through the body, who will help me? "Grandma!" I shouted as hard as I could.
"Oh, let me look for the candle." After a while, grandma came, hazy, hunched back, holding a candle to stagger forward, tremble tremble, carefully put the candle on my desk. The little candle was dancing, and a warm glow emanated from the tip of the fire. The faint light clearly shone on the exercise book, illuminating Grandma's face. Grandma's head is covered with silvery white hair, and her face is covered with rail-like wrinkles. The soft light drove away the fear in my heart and blurred my sight. My heart was sour and warm. I began to do my homework at once. "Hurry up and do your homework before the candle burns out," Grandma urged.
I finished my homework, looked at it for a long time, the truncated candle a little bit shorter, the warm candlelight, grandma's shadow, lit up my mind!
高中英语作文烛光 篇7
Night, quietly covering the world. I, quietly light a candle. I put out the lamp, and sat still, watching the wisps of grey smoke drifting from the candle, watching the wax disappearing from the candle...
Today is the reunion, somehow, a group of people all thought of going to see the old class, that let us cry and laugh the old class. Opened the door of the old class, a look up, saw the old class smile. The mood of the old class is good, but the total feel less than the spirit of the past. More than a year, the first time to see the old class do not feel some heartache, when the cultural leader, the years are always faster than others. Unconsciously, my heart began to feel sad.
To sit down in the room, the old class asked about our situation, but also made a comment. Do a teacher, always thinking of her students ah. Listening to us talk about the school, the old lady is also very interested, from time to time to tell us what she knows. When talking about the result, she also told us that Ping Er had done well in the exam and got full marks in math, but Ping Er was naughty sometimes. Listen to these words, I and small chin looked at each other, how the teacher know more than we? The scene seemed quiet. Suddenly, everyone laughed. But the sadness in my heart is worse.
It was getting dark. We said goodbye to our old Ben. Out of the door, the old Ben is still standing at the door, smiling, waiting. The same movement as when we entered, but with a different look. Looking at the old class, the heart of the sad and aggravated, and now, I finally read the meaning of the teacher.
The candles were burning, the soot was scattered, the wax was melting, and the thick grace of the teacher was diffused in every corner. It is difficult to meet when don't also difficult, Dongfeng weak flowers. Spring silkworm to die silk, wax torch ash tears dry. The candle stayed in my heart like this. I, slowly read it, slowly read the Shien.
高中英语作文烛光 篇8
The day before the holiday, our school organized us to watch the movie Smile in the Candlelight. The film is very touching. Until now, the protagonist of the film, Miss Wang Shuangling, still appears in front of my eyes.
One of the most touching part, now I still remember is such a day, Liping's mother asked Liping to send medicine box, Liping is thinking about the teacher assigned the composition "how I grow up" how to write. Didn't listen to my mother, my mother suddenly threw away her composition text, Liping ran out angrily. In the evening, Liping has not come back, how also can not find. Late at night, helpless mother found Wang teacher's home. Just go to bed teacher Wang, is sick, she heard Liping mother's cry, on the bed. After listening to Liping's mother finish saying things, teacher Wang said nothing and Liping's mother went out to find. In spite of his serious illness, Teacher Wang held up an umbrella in one hand in the dark night, and his clothes were wet. While walking, he shouted, "Liping, Liping, where are you? Liping..." Finally, Teacher Wang found Liping by the railway. At this point, my eyes are blurred. I think, Wang teacher can be very good, regardless of their own body suffering from a serious illness, but also so concerned about the students. It's nice to have such a teacher!
Another time, the school organized students to go out to play, Mr. Wang was too ill to go together, that is, this time, Mr. Wang left his beloved students forever... Seeing this, my tears also could not help but flow down.
Miss Wang is very loving, also very kind, I hope we also like Miss Wang caring, help others. Mr. Wang is like a candle, burning himself, illuminating the students. I will always remember Mr. Wang, always remember this touching film, "Smile in the Candlelight".
高中英语作文烛光 篇9
In the beginning, it is better to put the dim candle, mercilessly blow out.
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What color is the dream? In my heart should be blue. It is blue, not sky blue, not sea blue, but clear, clear water blue, with shimmering waves, reflecting the golden orange light of the sun. This should be the color of dreams.
Do you remember those wild, irrational dreams you had when you were a kid? But later, to this day, have you realized your dream? Most people, the answer is no. So, at this time the dream becomes silent black. In the once lofty, striving to pursue the dream, why after getting it and easily give up? Maybe what they mean by life is not what we think of life, or it is just a casual talk. When life presents a new choice, such as promotion, civil servant examination, take over the family business, this life is so long, there are too many things, it is worth sacrificing your dreams. Even if you stick to it, too many objective factors may not be able to get what you want in the end.
Day and night, round and round again. Now, among the fresh faces of the post-90s generation, how many people can insist? Even if finally stubbornly stick to it, but ultimately can cure obsession, or time. So it is better to blow out those distant and incredible candles mercilessly at the beginning. In this way, life will not leave too many regrets in the end.
I know that in the end, I will give up my dream like everyone else, but as long as I do a job that I love, I feel fine. At least, for me, there are no regrets.
高中英语作文烛光 篇10
Candles flickered in the dark. Her light was so small, so insignificant compared with the dazzling sun. It illuminates the darkness with its own body, a drop of wax like a string of pearls portraying the selfless dedication of candles.
Candle's life is plain, on the top of a pigtail, a fiery red clothes, plain, can be used to describe the incorruptible! Li Shangyin also used poems to praise the spring silkworm and candles, "Spring silkworm to the death of silk, wax torchlight ashes and tears dry." It means that the spring silkworm is spinning silk all his life until he dies, and the candle burns into ash before he stops crying. It expresses the deep praise for the noble personality spirit of the spring silkworm and the candle who spare no effort and die!
There is no lack of candle spirit around us, such as teachers. The teacher painstaking, black eyes through the night to prepare for tomorrow's curriculum. If there is no teacher silently pay, where does our knowledge come from? The teacher is like a candle, burning themselves, but illuminate our future, lead us into the bright world of knowledge.
Hard gardener like a candle, with sweet dew moist a blossoming delicate flowers. Under the gardener's care, all flowers are colorful and brilliant, and the hard gardener does not ask for return.
More than a teacher with a candle spirit? Look back at the height of summer, the sun is burning. Road angel traffic police accurate and elegant command; Thick smoke Fu tea stall boiling water grandma's smiling face; The figure of sanitation workers bending down to work; Mothers busy hands......
Ah! Candle, this warm name. Dust can not cover your temperament, a round of flames, portraying the holy heart of the candle. The drops of wax came, like death, and she did her duty, ignoring them. Because it has a soul of crystal and a heart of gold.
Oh, candlelight! It is the beautiful tears of the candle.
高中英语作文烛光 篇11
Candlelight, symbol of beauty, symbol of holiness, symbol of light. I will never forget that birthday.
My father is a driver. He goes out every night. When he comes back, it is 1 or 2 o 'clock in the morning.
My tenth birthday is also like this, he is still early to go out, I have long been used to, because he told me, as long as the driver, unless it rains heavily, or can not refuse to accept the order.
That time my birthday is still very quiet. I went to eat steak with my mother, along the way I did not appear very happy, I think glumly: why dad does not come? How many tens can I spend with you? When I got there, I ordered two steaks. I kept complaining about my father. Why didn't I celebrate my birthday with him?
Mother seems to see my unhappiness, said to me: "Today's birthday, let go of the heart, dad did not come today, later there is a chance to celebrate his birthday with him!" I nodded, feeling better.
On the way home, I didn't seem so sad, I thought: there is a chance in the future, this is because of work, next time should be OK.
When I returned home, I saw my father standing at the door, holding a big cake in his hand and Shouting: "Surprise!" Then my friend jumped out of the side and said, "Happy birthday!" My eyes were shining with tears, and my heart was particularly moved. Dad lit the candle and turned off the lamp. In the light of the candle, I left a drop of moved tears.
That I was very moved, I seemed to see in the candlelight, dad and friends smile on the face, I think I will never forget that birthday, forget the light of candlelight.
高中英语作文烛光 篇12
"Spring silkworm to die silk, wax torch ash tears dry." Every time I think of this sentence, I think of the incident last year.
It was a stormy night and I was concentrating on my homework. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed across the air and all the "click" lights went out. I went to the switch and clicked a few times, to no avail. At this point, I realized that the power was out. I went out of the room into the living room. See father is before the switch, he pulled a few times the switch, also have no effect. I am very anxious, if the power failure, it is not good to do homework ah! I asked my mother what to do. Mother did not speak, began to rummage through the cupboard to find things, after a while, mother took out a candle, excitedly said to me: "found, put the candle lit up, to do your homework!"
I grabbed the candle, took it to the room and lit it with a lighter. I put the candle in front of my homework, and the flickering light made my room light and dark, and made me upset and unfocused. I knocked over the candlestick, the gray room immediately became very gray, the candlestick and the ground collision issued a huge sound, mom and dad heard the sound came, I said angrily: "What broken candle, can't see clearly ah! I don't want candles." Suddenly, the silent room wore a "crack", I was slapped by my father, my face felt a burning pain. "My eyes immediately welled up with tears.
Dad said to me sharply: "In the past life, homework must be done during the day, candles are very precious, although the quality of life is better than before, but people in the mountains do not have such a life, they can not even afford to light a candle." I was in tears. After a while, the electricity lit up, began to do homework...
Yeah! Although the quality of life is better than before, we should cherish the present life.
高中英语作文烛光 篇13
Again to a good weekend, just father is not at home, mother came up with a good idea: candlelight dinner! Hey, it's time to show my real skills.
What "technology" is it? Here it is: First, I pull two roughly the same size steaks from the fridge to make the candlelit dinner more elaborate. Now, it's ready to fire. While the steak defrosts, I pour oil on the pan. My "old" gas cooker is a bit stubborn, you know. But it seems to be particularly excited today, a switch on the fire on the "snap" a spray out, scared me a big jump, the heart jumped into my throat. Waiting for the oil hot, a drop of oil seems too excited, jumped out of the pot, jumped in my hand, "Ah!" I shouted up, sure enough, a big blister on the hand, whoops, hurt me to death! Don't worry about that. Fry the steak first. Then, I put the raw steak carefully in the pot, "Sizzling" a sound, waiting for a few seconds, my hands shaking with a shovel to scoop the bottom of the pot, hey! As I turned, the steak went through the air in a graceful arc and gently fell into the pan.
Attractive aroma came, I put on the plate on the outside of the tender steak, spread pasta, decorated with broccoli, small tomatoes, lit the art candle, "three, two, one, turn off the light." Candlelight dinner is finished! Finally, squeeze out the orange juice. 'Cheers! I said to my mother, "Mother hard! Today, let my 'technology' to serve my mother!" Perfect! "Another piano piece would be perfect!" "Said Mother. Hahaha... Laughter echoed through the early autumn evening.
高中英语作文烛光 篇14
Love is everywhere. In winter, love is like a small cotton-padded jacket to keep you warm. When you are thirsty, love is like a cup of water to quench your thirst and relieve your thirst. When you encounter difficulties in the canyon, think of ways, love is like a ladder, let you escape from the difficulties...
Yesterday one day the power failure at home, the power failure made our life very monotonous, I bought four candles in the evening, my mother went to the night shift, leaving me and my father at home. It was dark at six o 'clock. I lit two candles and Dad sat on the sofa, counting how long the candles would burn. My four candles were unable to hold for long, and I blew out one of the two candles. Suddenly, the light in the room diminished a lot. Dad asked me: "Why do you blow out a root?" This candle is not enough. Dad lit one and went to buy a candle. I finished my homework and almost ran out of candles. I blew out the candles, took the key and went out. I sat on the steps and wondered why Dad had been gone so long for over an hour.
After thinking for a while, I was frozen home by the cold wind. Dad left to let me read for an hour, I lit a candle, choose a good book went into the book, at this time the candle burned out, the darkness toward me. As I lay quietly on the sofa, another beam of light filled the room.
Dad said, "I drove around almost all of Puyang City and bought one. You can read books. I also read newspapers."
I happy reading, intoxicated, the light here in my bright than the sun is bright, I see dad, where the dark light even the word can not see, I lit a candle, in front of my father, father smiled, I also smiled.
Love is precious, can not be bought with money, love is easy to get. Love is everywhere.
高中英语作文烛光 篇15
Candlelight, actually quite beautiful! -- inscription
The sky, under the filar silk rain, the star moon is particularly charming, dark night. The faint candlelight of each family, according to the faint...... , has become a big scene of the night, the gentle wind blowing quietly, candlelight intermittently, shining, like the stars in the sky......
Today, the power went out!
No TV! No computer! No reading, no homework! What a pain in the ass!
Father rolled up two MATS, called my mother and I went upstairs to the balcony, the balcony has just done a few days of glass room, so I hurried to bring the radio with me for many years, with my parents on the balcony, my father put candles, carefully spread the mat, our family gathered together, I listen to the radio broadcast stories, while looking up at the sky, Complaining every now and then about a boring evening.
Suddenly, I found a very large and bright star, and my strong curiosity forced me to ask my father for advice, which made me fall in love with the naughty and lovely group of fat dolls, and I no longer felt that the night was so bad.
"Morning star, Altair, Vega..." I lay back on the mat and counted the naughty children in the sky. They winked at me in a friendly way.
Ear is the parents talk about the trivial things in life of the voice, with harmony, warmth, I unconsciously fell asleep...
Wake up, the bright light has replaced the weak candlelight, the radio has not ring, sitting next to the parents, smiling at me, get up, just found a small quilt, suddenly, tears flowed from the eyes, drops, drops in the heart, the heart is full of tears.
Outside, it was still raining, and suddenly I saw faint candlelight, shining against the stars, and my heart was full of flowers...
I will miss, this full of love and warm candlelight!
高中英语作文烛光 篇16
Every time I think of the past with Wei, my heart is full of gratitude. God was good to me, put him by my side but my friend.
One day, Wei got a bag of very expensive tea from somewhere. I wanted some, but at first he wouldn't say, "This is the best, I have to keep it for myself." I got angry and called him "the iron Rooster." Finally, he couldn't stand my bullying and finally gave me some. I counted only 22 pieces, have begged: "You know I like to drink strong tea ah, this is too little, in the point!" He was so mean that he said he wouldn't give anything. I think bad: you are iron cock, I pull than hair, but I must dig you a piece of meat.
A red candle, a night of autumn rain, window, outside the window. A hazy pane of glass separates the two poles of a world. There is noise, here is silence.
Quietly watching the flickering bean candle, I dimly saw his appearance. Three years ago, it was the pear blooming season. Pink buds and snow pieces of flowers made the pear garden extremely beautiful. We this group of young people like flowers do not know the taste of sorrow in this pear garden make their grand volunteers.
For a time, "the man to die as iron, see the trial, repair the sky crack" has become my ultimate pursuit. I made a detailed "three-year plan" for my ambition again and again. And now, three years later, I'm sitting in a repeat classroom. Three years of efforts to climb the original is an iceberg, when nearly reached the peak, he suddenly melted.
But when I received the acceptance letter from a teacher's college far away, I completely broke down. The pain was so gut-wrenching that I fell into boiling oil again. Never had the disappointment and confusion, the first time to invade me, all ambition to become a dream forever?
高中英语作文烛光 篇17
Heavy footsteps farther and farther, mother and son three long sigh of relief, hanging a heart finally safely "landed" down.
"Jacqueline, my good daughter," said her mother, hugging her daughter in her arms and kissing her brave and resourceful daughter, "it is fortunate that you outwitted the German robbers in the Nick of time. Otherwise, our years of hard work will be destroyed here."
"Well, my good sister is wiser than I am, and I will look at you differently in the future!" "Said his son Jacques, excited and excited.
Jacqueline, who was also shy, said to her brother and mother, "Mother and brother, you have made a lot of effort. We must drive those wicked German bandits out of France and defeat them!"
"My good daughter," said her mother happily, "you have really improved, and become so brave and clever!"
Her little face grew redder, and she said, "Mom, it was your courage and brother's courage that inspired me to stand up and fight with you against the German bandits. If it weren't for you, the enemies might have found out the secret! If so, not only us but also the underground workers may be involved in this affair. Then we shall never be able to defeat the German bandits!"
'Well! The son Jacques said firmly, "We must keep this important secret well hidden next time. We must not put it in the candle again. We are afraid of ten thousand, just in case, next time it may not be so easy to take away the candlestick."
"Good," said Mother, "you are right. Next time, Jacques and Jacqueline, we must hide the information and get your father out as soon as possible!"
Home is still so sweet...
高中英语作文烛光 篇18
"Dad, the power is out!" I haven't finished my homework, it seems very anxious.
"I'll get the candle." A word came from my father.
Baba made his way through the house in the dark to Grandma, and in a moment the faint light of a candle was in the house over there.
Dad took the candle, beside me, I do not know what it attracted me, I have no intention to do my homework, I looked at the light of the candle, motionless.
Candlelight slightly shine on my heart, slowly, it silently shed tears, "wax torch ash tears dry," I think of Li Shangyin's poem, vaguely, I saw a teacher from the candle, she at night, with the light on, correcting the homework.
The teacher in the candle is in an upstairs where only his own lights are bright. A string of sweat hangs on his forehead. Isn't it the candle that shimmers in front of my eyes? Is the teacher's contribution less than the candle? Did the candle not contribute as much as the teacher? They both stand on a balanced scale.
The candles are burning, fewer and fewer, and my heart is beating faster and faster. As if there was a teacher in front of me, she was smiling, she chose the teacher's career, but did not regret, because, the teachers are like children, like children smiled to her, the teacher, I will. "Teacher, I will." I said with tears in my eyes.
Why so long I did not find the selfless dedication of the candle spirit, more did not find the spirit of the teacher, I do not know how many such people have been ignored by us.
A light came on from the surrounding buildings, and instead of turning on the light, I lit another candle.
Because, I love our teacher.
Candlelight is an English composition for high school students
In the evening, we are having dinner. Suddenly, the power went out and everything was dark. I felt Shoso, walked to the cupboard, found a candle and lit it.
By this tiny candlelight, we hurried through dinner. Fortunately, I finished my homework before dinner, which would have been troublesome. Bored, I leaned over the table and looked at the little candle. The tiny flame danced on the tip of the candle, flickering left and right, and the faint candlelight could illuminate the whole room. The candle burned slowly in the darkness, and the milky candle, little by little, melted and trickled down its side. Drop by drop non-stop flow, like tears. I thought of a word: "spring silkworm to die silk do, wax torch ash tears dry."
As I watched, I couldn't help thinking of my mother. Every morning, my mother always got up very early, in order to prepare a rich breakfast for me, busy in the kitchen. Mother's breakfast variety, steamed stuffed bean milk, egg noodles, seafood porridge, dumplings Wonton, and so on, very delicious. Well, my mother asked me to get up, she did not eat, just get ready to go out, check my bag. When I finished my breakfast, my mother had already pulled the bicycle and waited for me at the door. Regardless of cold heat, or wind and rain, never interrupted. After school in the afternoon, I walked out of the school gate, always wait to see my mother anxiously waiting for me. Back home, when I finished my mother's carefully prepared dinner, my mother also patiently watch me do my homework.
Mom, you are like a candle, giving me your own light and heat, illuminating my way forward. I must study hard and repay you for your upbringing.
High school English composition candle light article 22
A little candle, a halo, a sweet smell. The bamboo fire flickers softly, and the flickering lights on the wall sway with them. The yellow light reflects on the solemn face of the prayer, and also reflects on the murals. .
That walk into the church was a surprise that went wrong. In the darkened hall, the sunlight from the stained glass seemed so faint as to illuminate only the colour of the glass itself; in the candlelight, the figure of the Saviour was glimpsed; the lifeless church seemed to be filled with enormous crosses; there was an air of solemnness, except for the dust. I close on them and kiss alone echo in the hall. I admired the frescoes on the walls, the carvings in the churches, and tasted the taste of a foreign religion. Beyond the sight, I smell a fragrance, a slight sweet fragrance, even a little incense burning smell, so that I had a heartache of the heart felt a sense of stability. I turned my head, and there were rows of candles in the Chapel of Our Lady, and a pious prayer sitting in a row of wooden chairs in front of it, and I was seated beside it, trying to catch the scent.
I looked at the image before me; the candlelight was reflected in the Virgin's kind face; the fragrance of the burning candle came into my nasal cavity, and, though a passer-by, I, too, a non-believer, felt the fragrance, the peace and security of the atmosphere. I closed my eyes and seemed to be riding on a cloud, happy but not restless; The fragrance of the candle flows into my heart like warm water, and it seems to give me the hope of burning incense in the temple. This feeling seems to transcend the boundaries of religion, and I feel peaceful and hopeful.
A little candle, a halo, a little candle. Through the candlelight, through its fragrance, I smell hope.
高中英语作文烛光 篇19
In life, happiness is everywhere, sometimes she appeared in the mountains and rivers, sometimes she accompanied in the play, and sometimes she even in the faint candlelight quietly. In the candlelight, I deeply feel that she brings people a different kind of happiness.
It was night, and because of an electrical fault, the whole dormitory was shrouded in darkness. My mother and I fumbled in the dark room, rummaging through the cupboard looking for candles. "Ah, found the candle! My mother and I cheered at the same time, quickly lit the candle, a bright room.
Suddenly, a sharp cry cut through the night sky "ouch, my hand! The damn power outage, morning, night, especially at the time of dinner..." Oh, it's from Miss Hu, who teaches physical education next door.
"Oh, Xiao Bao is running a fever. You can't find a thermometer." Uncle Zheng of You she sighed heavily.
The whole dormitory building was filled with complaints and sighs. I looked at the only two candles I had in my hand, then at the candle burning on the table, which was as big as my little finger, and whispered, "Mom, I think..." ", "Baby, go on. Originally, my mother already know my mind, is using loving eyes to support my idea.
I cut each candle into three pieces and carried a lighter from house to house. Hu teacher took the candle, gratefully said: "Thank you very much - clank, my hand is saved, can find the band-aid."
"Xiao Bao, quickly thank sister, can take medicine." Uncle Zheng's family is busy feeding Xiao Bao medicine. ... I am busy upstairs and downstairs, the whole heart is filled with happiness.
"Good! There are candles!" The whole dormitory cheered! My mother and I looked at the table is about to burn the candle, smiled comfortably. In fact, happiness is very simple, like now, happiness is in the micro candlelight.
高中英语作文烛光 篇20
In an English class, we accidentally know Miss Pan's birthday. Tanjiangping suggested buying a cake for the teacher's birthday. A hundred should know, the students have taken out their own pocket money.
The next day, we sent the cake to Miss Pan. But in the afternoon rest assured class, Pan teacher holding the cake came in, the teacher should share with us, Tanjiangping borrowed a lighter, lit the candle. From the orange candlelight, we saw Pan teacher's most beautiful smile, good beautiful beauty, good sweet sweet. The students also have a bright smile on their faces. At this time, we and Pan teacher the most happy moment. The students couldn't help singing a happy birthday song: "HappyBrithdayToYou!" Pan teacher made a wish: "I hope you in tomorrow's exam to go well." After listening to this wish I think: the teacher everywhere for our sake, never for her own first think, the teacher hard! Miss Pan happily blew out the candle.
Pan teacher cut the cake into thirty-eight pieces, so that every student can eat the cake, can share her happiness. The students eat sweet filar cake, some students eat mouth wide mouth, eat can be sweet; Some students are not willing to eat, small bite to eat; There is something else.
We see Pan teacher, thought: whenever some students do not do well in the exam, she will help them, tutoring them; Whenever you help poor students in school to make up for the lessons; Whenever someone endorsement back out, you will be patient to help him back out;
Pan teacher you have paid so much for us, everywhere for our sake. I am here on behalf of the whole class to Pan teacher said: "Teacher you were laborious!"
高中英语作文烛光 篇21
My mother is 38 years old this year, thin face with a pair of big eyes. Mother is not like other people's mother love to dress up, usually wear very simple only to visit relatives at home, just a little dress up.
My mother is very busy every day. He does all the housework at home in good order. He cleans the house whenever he has time. Every morning, my mother must be the first to get up. After brushing your teeth and washing your face, start "ground cleaning." Then beautiful music began to play in the kitchen. It's easy to know that mother is preparing breakfast for us. After dinner, the bowl and chopsticks played a concert. In my house, you can often hear wonderful "music".
Although my mother was very busy, she never relaxed her discipline on me. I remember a Sunday at noon. Janna came to see me to hang out at his house. His father likes flowers very much. Suddenly, a white lotus flower came into my eyes. What beautiful flowers they are. If only I had one. I thought to myself. At this time, I have an idea in my heart: secretly pick home. So, I said to Yang Na: "Yang Na you go to play, I go to the toilet. Actually, I was picking flowers. I came to the pot, carefully picked the flower, put it in the pocket, covered the pocket, and said to Yang Na: "I want to go home." That said, he ran home in a panic. Back home, my mother saw the flowers in my pocket, asked: "Where do you come to flowers?" I stammered over what had just happened. Mother heard, hard hit me a few times, and asked me to apologize to Yang Na.
This is my mother. A hardworking and strict mother.
高中英语作文烛光 篇22
"There is only a good mother in the world, a mother's child like a treasure." Whenever I think of this song, I can't help but think of my kind and hard-working mother.
My mother is so meticulous to me, so meticulous, remember one day, the day is cloudy and cold, rumbling -, with a thunder, immediately under a downpour, my heart is like a thousand pieces of rock pressure in the heart, think: alas, it is a day of unexpected events ah! I'm so out of luck. When I was helpless, a huge figure appeared in front of my eyes, ah! Isn't that Mom? Mother took me in her arms and said, "Let's go home together!" I said, "OK." On the road, my mother holding an umbrella, kept moving to my side, I thought: have such a mother, I should feel relieved!
A test, I just got eighty points, I returned home dejected, dare not put the paper to my mother, mother seems to see through my mind, asked: "what? The child, sad face. Is the exam bad ah!" I am embarrassed to bow, waiting to be scolded. But my mother is not what I think, but kind to say:
"Don't be afraid, once and a half exam is not good, don't be sad, we still have a lot of opportunities! Failure is the mother of success. Mother will not scold you, learning is not important scores, but learning attitude, do you try your best? Is there any pride? Was there any carelessness? We should reflect on ourselves and find out why. Then he patted me on the shoulder and said, "Hao Hao, come on, mom believes you are the best." I secretly swear: mom, you are so kind ah! I will redouble my efforts to live up to your expectations!
Ah! Mom, I am proud of having such a mother as you. I love you, dear mother!
高中英语作文烛光 篇23
A silent night, the big silver plate like the moon hanging in the sky, the small stars in the night sky also a wink, good night! I took out my exercise book with a happy mood and began to write my homework seriously. Just as I was immersed in writing, it was suddenly dark around me. It is not an exaggeration to describe the word "I could not see five".
At this moment, my mind kept thinking about this and that, horror and bloody scenes rushed to me, I became more and more afraid, as if there was a beast nearby in the dark staring at me, ready to come up and eat me, suddenly I thought of the lifesaving straw -- the candle, I touched open the drawer, and touched the candle and lighter, lit the candle, all around suddenly become bright. The light from the candle took away the fear and fear, and with the light I continued to write my homework. Not long after, only heard a "di" sound, call! The house became bright.
After the call, I looked at the original more than 20 centimeters long candle, only about 10 centimeters, a sense of admiration arises spontaneously, he sacrificed himself for others, and do not want to return, this quality deeply moved me, for others, did do "shattered are not afraid of" the point, he this kind of request people very little, give people very much spirit is worth us to learn.
And in our real life there is no shortage of such people: in the hot sun standing guard under the traffic police uncle; The gardener working hard on the platform; Astronauts who have the courage to devote themselves to scientific research; Firefighters fighting to save lives at a fire... You are the candle, is the model of The Times, is the backbone of China, is the pride of the nation!
I have respect for the candle, is its kind of self-sacrifice of silent dedication spirit moved me, I love the candle, more admire those who have the spirit of candle. I hope this kind of spirit can encourage the young people of the new era to move forward forever!
高中英语作文烛光 篇24
"Mother, I want to say to you, words to the mouth and swallow: mother, I want to smile at you, but little tears in my eyes..." In the candlelight, there is your shadow and smile.
Time flies, the New Year in March quietly, March, have your birthday.
Today, here, mother, I hold your hand, these hands, no longer young. As time gurgles, it becomes so vicissitudes of life.
In the last few weeks, with the arrival of spring, the flu virus has also started to spread. I am ill and have a bad cough. My mother and I get along day and night, she saw in the eye, anxious in the heart, hurriedly help me to call the doctor. Then he mixed Chinese medicine and took care of me.
In the kitchen, heat was beginning to rise above the medicine pot. But you, at this moment, you pour water around me, cut fruit, pass snacks. Unaware that the medicine has already been boiled! When you find out, you rush to the kitchen, reaching out to save what's in front of you, and just at that moment, the pot explodes, sending shards of it all over the floor. Your hand was scalded, at first glance, red, like the cooked pig's feet. But despite the pain, you rushed to get a broom and clean the kitchen... Lying in the bedroom, I was distraught. I did not know what was happening outside, but because of the high fever, I could not get up, so I had to pray silently.
When mom you once again into the bedroom, I saw the burned hand, I "wow" to a cry. But mother you said: "good, don't cry, mother doesn't hurt."
Mom, thank you for that white lie, but my daughter will never forget your love.
Candlelight, let my daughter bless you with tears: happy birthday!
High school English composition Candle light 29
Last night, when you used a hoarse voice, sang "Birthday song" for me, personally lit my eighth birthday candle; When I through the light candle, see you thin figure, haggard face and the corner of the crow's feet in the candlelight flashing, thousands of words suddenly flooded my heart, mom, I want to say to you: "Thank you! Thank you for giving me life..."
Listen to my father said, eight years ago, when I was still in your stomach, you were sick, the doctor said: "Your disease needs a long time of drug treatment, not to stomach children, otherwise your voice may not be able to recover, serious time will also cause respiratory obstruction and life-threatening." But you did not say a word, without hesitation, took my father back home, refused to go to the hospital. Half a year later, you successfully gave birth to a healthy me, but your disease is more and more serious day by day, voice hoarse, trachea narrowed, even walk out of breath, until now have not been cured.
Mom, you can give up everything for me, even at the cost of their own lives, like the elephant before the burning candle, burning themselves, illuminate others, mom, I want to say to you: "Mom, I love you, just like you love me more than you love yourself......"
The world is not just because there are a lot of ordinary mothers like you, silently dedicated to selfless and great maternal love, the world has become so beautiful? Mom, I want to say to you: "you are very good, I feel very proud of having a mother like you and proud, I think there are more mothers like you..."
Looking at the mother in the candlelight, I folded my hands and silently said to you in my heart: "Mom, I must study hard, cherish this hard-won life, cherish this good time, wish all the mothers are healthy and happy, wish the world is full of love..."
高中英语作文烛光 篇25
I have a small candle. It has a pink oval base with a pink rose made of wax on it. There was a faint smell of roses after the candle was lit. The fragrance is intoxicating and refreshing.
When the candles are lit, I will think of a beautiful thing -- the New Year.
The New Year is the best thing for me. Every year's New Year's Eve dinner is my most excited time, our family will get together to eat dinner, there are all kinds of delicious food on the table, the whole family eat while talking good lively. Eating the New Year's Eve dinner we sat around the TV to watch the Spring Festival party, a wonderful program to make us laugh, imperceptibly has come to the countdown time of the exciting moment, when the New Year's bell rang, I was happy to go to the floor with mom and dad firecrackers and fireworks. I didn't think there were a lot of people downstairs, and we didn't want to be left behind. Hurriedly put up a called "egg" fireworks. I saw dad ran up lit the fuse, suddenly fireworks, sometimes like a blossoming flowers, sometimes like a flying bird. The color of the fireworks is really beautiful, silver as snow, red as fire, green as grass, yellow as gold. Then we put up five strings of firecrackers, firecrackers deafening, continuous.
On the morning of New Year's Day, I got up early and put on new clothes. Then, our whole family ate dumplings and tangyuan with relish, there are meat, bean paste, and shrimp. It's delicious! Then I follow mom and dad to elders to pay New Year's greetings with lucky money. At night I will put the money under the pillow, it is said that this can be safe.
The New Year is really a happy thing.
高中英语作文烛光 篇26
"Mother, Mother of the candlelight, thy shoulders and waist are no longer straight; Mother, mother by the candlelight, your black hair is frosted..." This is a familiar song, I like it very much, because it deeply touches my heart.
As night fell, everything was inky black except for a few glimmers of yellow light in the cottage. It was so quiet in the hill village that you could hear a pin drop. Yes, tonight is unusual, because the power is out.
Suddenly, my "ah" broke the silence of the country. Tomorrow to take part in the sports meeting to wear a crack in the school uniform, how to do this, I am restless, like ants on the hot pot anxious to go round and round. At this time, mother calmly said, "What's the hurry? Get me a needle and thread, and I'll mend it for you." I thought to myself, the power is off, home secretly, only the light of candles in the flicker, mom can see? But if I don't, I'll make a fool of myself tomorrow.
Mom leaned over the table and, by candlelight, expertly threaded a needle to sew my dress. I sat beside her at ease, through the candlelight surprised to find, mother squinting eyes, frowning, the forehead more than a few uneven wrinkles, temples also darted out a few dazzling silver, the corner of the eye left traces of crow's feet...... I suddenly found that my mother is old.
Yes, a blink of an eye more than ten years have passed, the years have written the vicissitudes of life on the mother's face. Over the past decade, I get along with my mother day and night, mother has been meticulous care of me, but, bathed in a mother's love I really understand his mother? Suddenly, my nose sour, tears blurred the eyes, there is always a trace of feelings in my heart. My ears echoed the familiar song: "Mother, mother in the candlelight, your shoulders are no longer straight; Mother, mother by the candlelight, your black hair is frosted..."
高中英语作文烛光 篇27
The rain is falling, and the past comes to mind again.
It was a Saturday night. It was raining heavily. The power went out suddenly. I like Hedong lion roar like cry: "Bad, there are so many homework did not do, hope to call soon ah!" Hearing the cry, he rushed to me and said, "Don't worry. I'll look around the house first to see if there are any candles left." That said, with the faint light of the mobile phone in the home rummage to find up.
After a while, she came to me with empty hands, shook her head, smiled and said, "It's all right, Mom is going to the store to buy some candles!" I quickly took the hand, said: "Outside so heavy rain, you still don't go!" "That's all right. I'll be back soon." Interrupting me, he turned and ran out through the rain.
The room was dark, and very quiet, can only hear the crackling rain outside the window, I could not help but a burst of worry: "the rain is so big, my mother will not slip, will not get wet, cold..." At this time, I think of my mother's daily good to me, the past vividly: when I was sick, my mother inch by inch keep in my side to take care of me; Every day regardless of wind and rain, never interrupted to pick me up and down from school; He always cooks delicious meals for me every day... Thought of here, my heart can not help but surge up a warm current.
At this time, my mother came back, she handed me a few candles, I lit a candle, candle light yellow light the whole room lit up, this is my mother to see. She was soaked to the skin, her clothes clung to her body, and the rain dripped down her hair. I had a feeling in my heart that I could not express in words.
Family love is like sweet rain, moist our hearts; Family love is like a cup of coffee, the more sweet; Family love is like brilliant sunshine, bringing us warmth.
高中英语作文烛光 篇28
Praise mother a lot of songs, but I only like "Mother in the candlelight" this song, sing so real and touching, often hear this song, mother's voice and appearance in front of me.
It was last year on the eve of a mother's Day, I casually opened the wall calendar, ah! May 13th, tomorrow is Mother's Day! Not only did I get into this meditation: every Mother's Day, my mother is so busy that she seems to forget her own holiday, and I, as a daughter, never seem to care... Think of here, I can not help shedding tears, the heart is full of countless guilt for my mother, so, I secretly had an idea......
I ran into the room, took out a craft power, planning to make a beautiful card for my mother. So I cut out a heart-shaped card with pink cardstock, painted on it, and then wrote a row of words: Happy mother's Day!
Mother's Day night, after dinner, I took some candles out of a drawer and carefully lit them with a lighter. I put my mother to the chair, took out my carefully prepared greeting card to my mother. The mother looked at everything in front of her, too surprised to speak, tears of emotion, she sobbed: "Good daughter... Thank you... Thank you!" I wiped away the tears for my mother, candlelight, I saw my mother's wrinkled forehead, white hair quietly climbed up her hair. I gently said: "Mom, you worked hard, daughter thank you for your upbringing." Mother smiled, smiled so sweet, so beautiful, the face seems to open a flower. Suddenly, I could see that my mother's wrinkles were small and her white hair was gone. My mother was so young and beautiful in the candlelight...
Ah, mom, I will let you spend every happy Mother's Day in candlelight, let you become young and beautiful in candlelight!
高中英语作文烛光 篇29
Every time I go to the karaoke, I will sing the song "Mother in the Candlelight". Every time I sing my heart, singing my tears. Mother please believe me, daughter has her own daughter's return, mother, please believe me, daughter also want to repay you! Can you and Daddy hear your daughter's cry for blood? Why don't you give your children a chance to reciprocate? Why let me so heartache, why so cruel to leave your children in this messy world, mom and dad, I miss you!
Every festival, see others to visit their parents, the family singing and laughing, the blood and water of the family, I can only be the tears flow full cheeks. Put my heart also soaked in tears, where I go to find you ah, you left me memories into the pile of loess and sad withered grass swaying in the wind, mother, whenever the daughter was injured, wronged, I want to cry in your arms, and you want to say a lot of words!
Mom, can you and Dad see me in the sky? Can you know I was thinking about you? Are you all right in that faraway paradise? Mom and Dad, have your hair turned white? Do you have more wrinkles on your face? How's your health? Daughter can not keep in your side, you have to take good care of yourself! Don't worry your daughter. Tomb-sweeping Day is coming, mom and dad, what you need is a dream for your daughter! I will come to see you, and I will bring my daughter's filial piety.
Mom, dad, the afterlife, also let me be your daughter. But please promise me that you will never leave me again. Take good care of me, protect me, let your daughter repay your kindness.
高中英语作文烛光 篇30
Every time I read Meng Jiao's "wandering son Yin" "loving mother hands line, wandering son clothes. When I am busy sewing before leaving, I am afraid of coming back late ", a scene will emerge in my mind: in the dim candlelight, an old mother is holding a needle and thread, needle by needle, carefully mending the clothes for her child who has traveled far away. The lonely lamp projection, always let me can not help but nose sour, think of my own that increasingly old mother.
Mother tall and thin, skin due to perennial sun, become dark and shiny, with a healthy breath, and deeply into the eyes, let a person look at the flow of life, every time I can not bear to look into the eyes of the mother. I still remember that when I was a child, I was always naughty and often ruffled my clothes. When I came back, my mother only scolded me as a bad boy without much criticism. When she was finished, she would turn on the large lamp and call me to help her thread the needle. My mother's eyesight was not very good, and it became difficult to see near things. After I helped my mother thread the needle, my mother had already made lace out of the square pillow she was going to sew. I took the needle and thread in my hands, mother will first in the hair of the needle back and forth friction a few times, only slowly pressed edge. Watching my mother sew my clothes one stitch after another, I felt the needle sticking in my heart.
I am the daughter of an old mother, which means that my mother was already old when I was a child. I must let myself grow up faster than the speed of my mother's aging, so that my mother in the candlelight can worry less for me for a few years, so that I can care for her for a few years, so that I can laugh with her in the candlelight of our good times.
Time, please let the mother in the candlelight grow old slowly!
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