小學(xué)英語(yǔ)作文暑假

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小學(xué)英語(yǔ)作文暑假篇1

　　I often feel endless pain because of the broken dream. The summer vacation is half the year, but a lot of things have not yet been met. In the end, there is no great progress in making a promise before the holiday.

　　There was no haze in the impression of the vacation, and everything remained its color. The warm tone and cool color mix the breeze that is very relaxed, rub the spark of happiness. Until the end of the holiday, there was no time left.

　　Why worry? Yes, the failure of the last exam made me miserable, and I always felt that I was unimpressed, but at one point I couldn't face it. I only felt that my efforts were torn apart in a paper. I wanted to prove myself for so many hard work, but I got a negative score. These things, you could call it a benefit. The people around me saw it so heavy that I couldn't help but sink.

　　So the holiday is a natural time for self-abuse. I can't make myself happy. So that life is stranded, and it can't make any ripples... So life lost a triple fold. There is no crying without laughter, and the rest is a face without expression.

　　I'm busy every day, but a lot of times I don't know what I'm doing. Everyday confusion of busy, numbness and stiffness in the office of one another thing that should be done, gray over me... One day he suddenly realized that he had lost a lot. Not just the passing of time, but also the joy.

　　The holiday is monotonous and inevitably monotonous. One day, I told myself, I can't go on like this. Since falling in the score, let the score stand up. Stop pushing yourself in the short term, because that's not realistic. No more promises, no more goals. Just think it's time to do it. So I took heart, I knew I was tired, I knew it, but I knew it would make me happy, and it would make me know that there was no difference between me and their imagination.

　　Tired, every day compulsory course, morning exercise. Will up at five o 'clock in the morning, perhaps for many people it doesn't consider as what, but have never slept before 12 o 'clock every night and the holiday is generally after 10 o 'clock get up me is the biggest. There are at least three alarm clocks set in the morning. How can I endure the noise of the boy, who is so sleepy? Just grab your phone and throw it...

　　After a snap, he went on to sleep. It was a bad thing, jumping off the bed. The phone was found in the first place. Install the part of the parts hard, still be good to make, can not help smile to say: the cellular phone that the domestic model 300 yuan is also very strong, again hard can smash walnut! Then began the most painful exercise of the day.

　　I used to be fickle, but the result was a bad one. You need to vent when you're unhappy. So get used to being quiet in the exercise. The choice is exercise. In exercise, I gradually become introverted. The point in my heart was long gone. The first three days were sore, not even bent, and some muscles were strained. But with the comfort of my heart, I thought I could bear these honing, and what kind of setbacks?

　　After working out, my heart was calm. The mind will be awake, right and wrong, and I will give an account of the passing time. The reason for the initial exercise was laughable because it was a bet with liang. It turned out that exercise was more than that.

　　I know it's a persistence, but I don't know if it's a kind of stubbornness. Even if it was a kind of stubbornness I would insist, because he had worn away my corners and replaced youth with calm. When patience sublimates my soul, I think I will face it.

　　I was content to do it as a way of honing my will, at least, in the air of impetuous air, a time of dialogue with my heart. To be able to face up to oneself, to be a bystander to be exhausted for oneself. It is the interweaving of bitterness and fatigue, and it is the coexistence of consciousness and ease.

　　Gray represents the drab, but the tedium sometimes brings the test. Endure the monotonous life. Then you will find that, in a drab will see hope & a happy holiday happenings, is particularly bright in the grey drab, and found that the haze in give some light is really beautiful.

小學(xué)英語(yǔ)作文暑假篇2

　　"Holiday! We are like the new cicadas, like the birds that have come out of the cage, like monkeys who have climbed up and down trees all day long, happy and happy.

　　In the middle of the summer, the sun was shining, and the earth seemed to be roasted with smoke, and the leaves were scorched. The cicadas were Shouting loudly and with great difficulty. I started catching grasshoppers in the yard with my cousin. Our brother's eyes were wide and round, and they were searching carefully. Suddenly, the cousin said, "hush, hush!" The cousin slowly bent over and threw his hands at him. "Got it, got it! "How is that?" said the cousin with a smile. Looking at that, it was a victory for the soldiers.

　　I thought to myself: not just a little grasshopper, but I can catch one, too. So I searched in the grass. Suddenly, a grass move on my feet. I looked carefully. It was a grasshopper who was startled by my footsteps and jumped from the grass to the grass. It was dressed as green as grass and couldn't really see it. Hey, this grasshopper is nice. I crept over and threw my hands. I didn't catch the grasshopper, but I fell into the mud and became a mud man. When the cousin saw it, he covered his stomach and laughed.

　　Alas, today, the grasshopper failed. But I'll catch it tomorrow. You'll see, cousin

小學(xué)英語(yǔ)作文暑假篇3

　　One day during the summer vacation, I was studying in the "golden key" class. During the break, the teacher and we were sewing sandbags together.

　　I prepared the materials: needles, wires, scissors, six squares, stuffing... We started to sew the sandbags. I first rubbed the thread into the tip of my hand, held the needle in my left hand, took the line in my right hand, and carefully pointed the line at the eye of the needle, holding a thread in my hand, the other end of the line, and a knot. Next, I took two pieces of cloth, the cloth edge alignment, spend with that face, I picked up a needle

　　from right began to sew, from bottom to up first, and then from top to bottom this needle, needle as big yards of seam, and straight and tight, slot to the left on the head, the line in a knot, the line cut with the scissors. In the same way, I sewed up the remaining two fastcloth, and then rolled the ends of the four fastcloth into the shape of a cube. I took a top, stitched it in the same way, then tied the thread and cut it off. I began to sew again, sewing three edges, leaving one side open, and I turned the sandbag over the side and pointed the eight corners straight. I stuffed the sandbags with stuffing. Finally I sewed up the end of the last one. At that time, I looked at the last mouth of the other students, it was beautiful. I thought: how can I not sew so well? No way! I can't afford to go down the line. I'll go and ask the teacher. The teacher told me: "when you sew the last side of the seam, you should fold it in and it will look beautiful." I did as the teacher said. Finally, my sandbag was strong and beautiful. I looked at my carefully designed sandbag, and I was happy to face it. I looked at my classmate's sandbag and laughed aloud. This is his self-congratulatory "masterpiece"? It's like a sandbag. It's a squash.

　　Through the self-stitching of the sandbag, I learned the truth: be patient and careful in what you do. If you are not patient and careful, you will accomplish nothing.

　　I learned to sew sandbags, and then I can enjoy the sandbags with my friends!