关于给航天员的一封信大全7篇 写给某某的信英语(精品20篇)

In the grave yard of Africa, there was an old gentleman that seemed just

like a normal garden, but yet it didn’t seem like it at all.

When the time had passed in order to make the world’s life come true, some

of the famous writers like Todd Marin were provided in the group’s mayor of

Pairs. It was an odd word, but also inside the effects of programming on a

website; I have a funny story.

One day I was going out on the road, I found out that I had left my wallet,

and so I had to go back and fetch it; after that I started away again. But I

found out that going on foot my feet was like very sour, then I had to go back

and ride on my bike. When I road it almost half way to school, I figured out

that my project was at home, I had to go back again; that made me exhausted, but

I prefer that way since my teacher is going crazy the past few days. I went home

and got my project, then I hopped on again; I knew that all of my stuff was

packed up, but my bike tires were out of air; at that time, I was full of anger

and stamped my feet.

I had to walk home and park it, after that I walked to school. When I was

walking and walking, I was wondering what time it was; since I had my watch on

my wrist, I know what time it is. But, when I just lifted my wrist to my face to

see what time it was, Ah! Time gave me the answer that: There was only two more

minutes until school starts!

I rushed to school as fast as my legs could carry me. When I arrived, the

teacher asked me, “Why are you so late?” I didn’t answer, the teacher gave me

extra homework, but it was just like usual. In the noon my dad didn’t question

me about it, and so I was safe.

It was a very funny story, and it was like that I had a very unlucky habit;

it was actually nothing to worry about since I got my grades up my schoolwork

was always finished in time, and so I had nothing to worry about anymore. It was

a very glad day.

But I just wish that life is better than this.

Dear Christmas father:

Hello!

I am Yuxin. I’m a Chinese girl.And I am ten years old. I miss you very

much.

It will Christmas! I am very happy today . Merry Christmas!

And I want say ‘ thank you’ to you. Because you gave me some toys last year

and a book the year before last . Thank you very much!

I usually work very hard and do my home work hard, too. My friends and I

are very well. We do exercises every morning.

It was snow in China. It was very wonderful and very good. I like it very

much.

I want a pencilcase or some pens this year. I want to be a good student

.

Thanks, Christmas father. Bye-bye!

Yuxin

Everybody knows that people often wrote stories for fun, but this story

tells how a little boy hates writing stories, but he then learned a valuable

lesson on a dangerous adventure.

Once, there was a boy called Moni, Moni was a very cute little boy, and was

always proud to show off at some time. Moni’s mother loved baking pies, but she

always scolded Moni for eating them without her permission.

One day his mother said that he was old enough to write stories. Moni had

no idea what the word story means, but mother said, “It is to write interesting

tales of children who goes on adventures.” She said to Moni. Moni always thought

that playing was fun, but he also heard her say that writing stories was more

fun. But as he began to first word of his story, he began to feel bored. “This

is no fun!” he cried, “It is even more bored than going to school and learn

lessons!”

Moni did not like writing stories, but his mother waited until he had

finished his first story; then she will let him go outside and play. It all

happened that Moni knew every secret about the house; he could easily find

another way out. And so he ran up to the attic, and started to crawl out between

two logs. Moni got out, and saw a beautiful pine tree; He climbed up, made a

platform, and started to feast upon the fruits.

Moni was having such a great time, that he had no idea that a pond was

nearby; and he had no idea, that there was a crocodile down waiting for him to

come down so that he could feast upon Moni.

Moni was eating the last few fruits, and then he got thirsty; so he looked

down, then he found the crocodile. Moni had no choice but to cry out for help.

“Help!” he cried, “Help!” Moni’s mother heard his cries, and ran out into the

garden. There, she saw the crocodile; and Moni up in the tree. “Hold on, there

Moni!” she cried, “I shall save you!” She ran inside the house, she used a

stick, and killed the crocodile as he was looking up. And then Moni got down

from the tree, and confessed his fault.

When he got back to his room, he began to write stories; he figured that it

as much more fun to write stories, than it is to be free. Of course, he wrote

the adventure he had, and how his mom saved him. And you could probably guess,

that the 《Three Little Pigs》is a story that he wrote. And he was soon known as

the great writer, “Moni Frank”.

My dearest Mother，

The mother‘s day is ing and I would like to say "Happy mother‘s day" in

this letter。 I love you and thank you so much for everything you did for me。

This day， I will stay away and can‘t give you my appreciation at home。 I know I

will watch myself， so don‘t worry about me。 I am doing very well on my study。 My

schoolmates and teachers are all very nice。 Though I can‘t be at home， I hope

you have a wonderful mother‘s day。

Love，

Your son

Today, when I walk on the street, I find the street is so beautiful. There

is some lovely pictures on the sidewalk, the picture of giraffe, panda and

monkey. When people see these lovely animals, they feel so good. I think it is

such a nice act to paint these pictures on the street, it makes this city look

beautiful.

Radio and television are very popular in the world today. Millions of

people watch TV. Perhaps more people listen to the radio.

The TV is more useful than the radio. On TV we can see and hear what is

happening in the world. However， radio isnt lost. It is still with us. And

listeners are becoming more. Thats because of a transistor. It is very easy to

carry. You can put one in your pocket and listen to it on the bus or your bike

when you go to work.

storyteller: long long ago, there was a seller, he took a spear and a

shield to the market, and began to sell them.”

seller: come on, come on, everyone! come here and have a look, i have the

best spear and shield.

costmer: well, they are not bad.seller: no bad? they are the best. have you

seen my spear? it’s the best in the world , my spear could stab through any

shields.

costmer 2: oh, really? what about your shield. seller: of course it’s the

best, too. it can stop any spears in the world.wise fellow：then…… ,what if your

spear fights against your shield?

seller: sorry! i forget my own shield?

There was once a Piers family, and the father of the group divided his

son’s equally between them for homes.

The greedy son named Cassim, married a rich wife and of course got rich

himself. The other one, named Ali Baba, was not half of greedy as he was, and

married a poor wife and remained as poor as usual.

One day Ali Baba went to town where he knew was a wood in the end; he

brought with him three mules and an axe to load wood. Ali Baba only finished

loading half his mules with wood, when he heard a thumping sound coming from not

far away; he thought it was in the fields.

As they came nearer and nearer, Ali Baba began to feel more like they were

robbers. So he decided to leave his mules and save himself, and he climbed up a

tree nearby, and waited until the robbers went away.

Ali Baba was patient, and waited for the robbers to go away; after the

robbers tied their horses to the fence in town, they came under the tree which

Ali Baba had left his mules; he found the robbers approaching a big rock, and

found the captain of the leaders standing in the front of the big rock. And then

pronounced the words, “Open sesame!” the mouth of the cave immediately opened

wide, and the robbers went inside; the captain went in last. After a few minutes

Ali Baba found the robbers coming out with bags in their hands, since the

captain of the robbers went in last he came out first that is for sure! And then

the captain of the robbers stood at the mouth of the cave again, and pronounced

the words, “Close sesame!” and the door immediately closed shut very tightly.

And then robbers hopped on their horses, and galloped away through the

fields.

Ali Baba stared at them for a long time until he couldn’t see them.

And so Ali Baba got down from the tree, and went to the big rock. And as he

knew the words, he pronounced, “Open sesame!” the door immediately opened. Then

he went inside. To Ali Baba’s surprise, he found a golden chamber, and in it was

gold and diamonds of all kinds! Ali Baba couldn’t even believe his luck!

杨利伟叔叔：

您好!

我是一位非常崇拜您的小学生，在2003年10月15日，承载着13亿中国人的飞天梦，您将中国人的文明足迹首次送上了浩瀚的宇宙太空，瞬间，您成为了令世人瞩目的英雄人物!成了我心中的偶像。就在您成名的那几天中，我每天都要看报纸来关注您的新闻报道，因为我也是一名喜爱航天的小朋友。在报纸上，我知道了您对航天事业的无限热情，不辞辛劳，刻苦训练，终于登上了太空。叔叔，我有一个秘密想告诉您：我长大了也要当一名宇航员，在茫茫太空中学习、探索、研究、发现、创造，把宇宙建成一个神奇美好的世界，让所有人都登上太空，我想我的梦一定会实现的，您说呢?

祝您为航天事业作出更大的贡献!

写信人：

日期：

尊敬的刘洋阿姨：

你好!

我是怀远路小学四年级一班的，是一个即将上五年级的学生。

作为一名中国人，我真为您骄傲，为您自豪。当你们飞向太空的那一刻，我是多么羡慕啊!我也多么想去遨游太空，看一看心目中所想象的太空人，看一看银河系里壮观的星系，从而探索太空的奥秘。对了，我还想问问您，月球上真得有广寒宫吗?还有你们在失重的情况下，怎样喝水呢?睡在太空舱里舒服吗?脸上有没有长青春痘呀?嘿嘿，你们行走一定很困难吧。

刘洋阿姨，等你下次再去太空时，请把我最爱的小兔子也带上天吧!那样，你孤独寂寞时还可以和它说话，对了还有我的白白。白白是一条可爱的狗狗，在你想家的时候，它会在你的腿上蹭来蹭去，逗你开心的!

On the top of the mountain hill lived a little boy called Marlin. He was a

jolly fellow that helped people when they were in need.

The only problem was, whenever there was somebody in need, he would give

them something to eat so as to solve their problems. The people in his country

soon became sick of this, and so wanted him to stop. But Marlin just won’t; and

went on helping and helping and helping… nobody knew when he was going to stop,

or when they were going to let him know that they didn’t want him to bother all

day. Ugh, but Marlin wouldn’t stop; all day long he helped this and that, the

problem was that people don’t want to mordacity him, and they said that he was

very kind.

One day, Marlin saw a boy crying, and said, “Hey there little one; don’t

cry, I, the super Marlin is here! And I am going to solve your problem!” “I want

a music box,” at these words, Marlin was astonished, “A-a music b-box?” “Yes,”

replied the boy jumping happily, “But my parents won’t buy me one. It is at the

shop near Sunshine school. I hope to get me one! Wahoo!” Marlin said, “I

couldn’t afford a music box! It is worth $100!”

Marlin was very sad, but also wanted to try, for he was the king of

everything, and helps save the day. He ran to his house, and counted his money,

but found out that he only had $10. He was now very, very angry. He had decided

to earn more and more money, and so to help that poor little boy. As he had

promised, he worked very hard to earn money. Although he was just a little boy,

he ought to do what he had said; for those are the rules. And when he had enough

money, he would buy the music box, and hand it to that poor boy.

Marlin did anything he could to earn money: Sweep the floor, clean his

room; grow plants, water them, and cut flowers for the house. When he had

already $90, he had decided to help other people. When it was already winter, he

took a shovel and helped his neighbors, friends to shovel snow; and they paid

him a great deal of money.

At last, Marlin had got enough money; he was so excited that he hopped here

and there ten times! Finally, he went to the store near Sunshine school, and

bought the music box, and then handed it to the same boy at his home. Marlin

soon became famous, and he was called, ‘Marlin Blavatsky.’

My mother is the most diligent person in my house, she takes care of me all

the time and does all the housework. As I grow up, I realize that my mother is

such a great woman, what she does for us surpasses everything. I find my

mother’s hands are not as smooth as other person’s, but in my eyes, they are the

most beautiful hands.

There is an old man living next to my house. I can see him every day when I

walk down the street. He sells shoes every day and he has done the business for

more than 20 years. Most people have changed their career but only he insists. I

admire him because he sells shoes no matter rain or shine. He loves his job and

has a nice talk to his customers.

To My English Teacher

I am a new student here.I havent met you yet.I dont know if you teaches

well.But I can imagine that you are a kind person.I am sure that you will not

make us disappointed.My English is not very excellent.I always make stupid

mistakes.I cant do well in English examination.There are a lot of reasons in

it.Maybe I spent too little time on English.Maybe I was not interested in it.I

hope that you will change that.Maybe you can help me to get interest on

English.Many people,especially many boys thinks that English is a boring

subject.Some people even thinks that boys couldnt do well in it forever.I will

prove that is wrong.Being a boy,I will make great progress in English.

Thankyou!

Bei Bei classessed are over, mom and shellfish shellfish bought the flower

of a bundle of balmy beauty to beautiful inn together, still above write on:

"Father, birthday joy. " still bought greatly cake. Bei Bei ask mother urgently:

"Is father at 6 oclock at ordinary times came back? Now 6:30 how has not father

come back? " mom says: "Possible father is becoming an operation to the patient.

" Bei Bei says: "A few minutes can father just come back even? " mom: "Even

ability of a few hours come back, perhaps father can divide big cake to eat with

us immediately. Perhaps father can divide big cake to eat with us

immediately.

Dear laura:

I was truly eaptured beyond expression to receive your flowers which turned

our living room into a garden. How considerate and wonderful of you to remember

my birthday. You just couldnt have selected anything i had have liked more! You

have a positive genius for selecting the right gift! The four years i spent with

you at the college have been the pleasantest period in my life. I will cherish

this memory forever. how nice it would be to see you again.

More than kind, and i wont ever forget it. my love and deepest gratitude,

now and always!

sincerely yours,

Jane

My Darling McGeorge

You said that things seemed clearer when they were written down. Well, here

with a very boring letter in which I will try to put everything down so that you

may read and re-read it at a horror at your folly in getting involved with

me.

Deep breath. To begin with ,I love you. With a depth and passion and I have

felt for no one else in this life. And if it is astonishes you, it astonished me

as well. Not, I hasten to say, because you are not worth loving. Far from it.

Its just that, first of all,I swore I would not get involved with another

woman. Secondly, I have never had such a feeling before and it is almost

frightening. Thirdly, I would never have thought it possible that another human

being could occupy my waking and sleeping thoughts to the exclusion of almost

everything else. Fourthly, I never thought that even if one was in love one

could get so completely besotted with another person so that a minute away from

them felt like a thousand years. Fifthly, I never hoped,aspired, dreamed that

one can find everything one wanted in one person.

I was not such an idiot as to believe this was possible. Yet in you I have

found everything I want: youre beautiful, gay, giving, gentle, idiotically and

deliciously feminine, sexy, wonderfully intelligent and wonderfully silly as

well. I want nothing else in this life than to be with you, to listen and watch

you, your beautiful voice, your beauty, to argue with you, to laugh with you, to

show you things, to share things with you, to explore your magnificent mind, to

explore your wonderful body, to help you, protect you, serve you ,and...bash you

on the head when I think you are wrong...

Not to put too fine a point on it, I consider that I am the only man

outside mythology to have found crock of gold at the rainbows end. But, having

said all that, let us consider things in details. Dont let this become public,

but, well...I have one or two faults. Minor ones,I hasten to say. For example I

am inclined to be overbearing. I do it for the best possible motives, all

tyrants say that, but I do tend, without thinking, to treat people underfoot.

You must tell me when Im doing it to you, my sweet, because it can be a very

bad thing in a marriage.

Right, the second blemish. This actually is not so much a blemish of

character as a blemish of circumstance. Darling, I want you to be you on your

own right, and I will do everything I can to help you in this. But you must take

into consideration that I am also me in my own right. And that I have a head

start on you. What Im trying to say is that you must not feel offended if you

are sometimes treated simply as my wife. Always remember that what you lose on

the swings you gain on the roundabouts. But i am an established ‘creature’ in

the world, and so on occasions you will have to live in my shadow. Nothing gives

me less pressure than this. But it is a fact of life that has to be faced.

Third, a very important and nasty, blemish. Jealousy. I dont think you

know what jealousy is, thank god, in the real sense of the word. I know that you

have felt jealousy over Lincolns wife and child, but this is what I call normal

jealousy, and this to my regret, is not what Ive got. What I have got is a

black monster and any goodness that I have in my make-up. It is really a Jekyll

and Hyde situation... my Hyde is stronger than my good sense and defeats me,

hard though I try. As I told you, I have always known that this lurks within me,

but I could control it, and my monster slumbered and nothing happened to awake

it. Then I met you and I felt my monster stir and become half-awake when you

told me of Lincoln and others you have known, would you like to end with your

letter my monster came out of its lair, black, irrational, bigoted, stupid,

evil, malevolent. You never know how terribly corrosive jealousy is; It is a

physical pain as though you have swallowed acid or red hot coals. It is the most

terrible of feelings. But you cant help it at least I cant and god knows Ive

tried. I dont want any ex-boyfriends sitting in church when I marry you. On our

wedding day I want nothing but happiness both for you and me, but I know I wont

be happy if there is a church full of your ex-conquests. When I marry you I will

have no past, only a future. I dont want to drag my past into our future and I

dont want you to do it, either. Remember I am jealous of you because I love

you. You are never jealous of something you dont care about.

Okay enough about jealousy. Now let me tell you something. I have seen a

thousand sunsets and sunrises, in a thousand sunsets and sunrises on land where

it floods forest mountains with honey-coloured light, at sea where it rises and

sets like a blood orange in a multi-coloured nest of cloud, slipping in and out

of the vast ocean. I have seen thousand moons. Harvest moon is like gold coins,

winter moons as white as ice chips, new moons like baby swans feathers. I have

seen seas as smooth as if painted, coloured like shot silk or blues as a

kingfisher or transparent as glass or black and crumpled with foam, moving

ponderously and murderously. I have felt winds straight from the south pole,

bleak and wailing like a lost child; Winds as tender and warm as a lovers

breath; Winds that carried the astringent smell of salt and the death of

seaweeds; Winds during the moist rich smell of a forest floor, the smell of a

million flowers. Fierce winds that churned and moved the sea like yeast, or

winds that made the waters lap at the shore like a kitten. Ive known silence:

the cold, earthy silence at the bottom of a newly dug well; The implacable stony

silence of a deep cave; The hot, drugged midday silence when everything is

everything is hypnotized and still moved into silence by the eye of the sun. The

silence when great music ends. Ive heard that summer cicadas cry so that the

sound seems stitched into your bones. Ive heard a tree frogs in an

orchestration as complicated as Bach singing in a forest lit by a million

emerald fireflies. Ive heard the Keas calling over the grey glaciers that

groaned to themselves like old people as they inched. Their way to the sea. Ive

heard the hoarse street vendor cries of the mating Fur seals as they sang to

their sleek golden wives, the crisp staccato admonishment of the rattlesnake,

make the cobweb squeak of the Bat and the belling roar of the red deer knee-deep

in purple heather. Ive heard wolves baying at a winters moon, read howlers

making the forest vibrate with their roaring cries. Ive heard the squeak, purr

and grunt of a hundred multi-coloured reef fishes. I’ve seen hamming birds

flashing like opals round a tree of scarlets blooms, humming like a top. I have

seen flying fish skittering like quicksilver across the blue waves, drawing

silver lines on the surface with their tails. Ive seen Spoonbills flying home

to roost like a scarlet banner crossed the sky. Ive seen Whales, black as tar,

cushioned on a cornflower blue sea,creating a Versailles of fountain with their

breath. I have watched butterflies emerge and sit, trembling, while the sun

irons their wings smooth. I watch tigers, like flames, mating in the long grass.

I have been dive -bombed by an angry Raven, black and glossy as the Devils

hoof. Ive lain in water warm as milk, soft as silk, while around me played a

host of Dolphins. I have met a thousand animals and see a thousand wonderful

things.

All this I did without you. This was my loss. All this I want to do with

you. This will be my gain. All this I would gladly have forgone for the sake of

one minute of your company, for your love, your voice, your eyes, hair, lips,

body, and above all for your sweet, ever surprising mind which is an enchanting

quarry, in which it is my privilege to delve.

Gerald Durrell

尊敬的英语老师：

您好!

我的名字叫：林沁楠，是您的新学生。我的性格活泼、开朗，一闲下来，就会去看看课外书。小学的成绩还不错。不过我有一个坏习惯--粗心，您还别说，“粗心”它可淘气了，常常在我考试的时候，跳到我的笔尖旁，害我每次考试都与满分擦肩而过、、、、、、但我相信，我一定会改掉这个坏毛病的。

初中的学习生涯对我来说是陌生的，新的学习环境对我来说也是陌生的，您，对我老说当然也是陌生的、、、、、、

我希望您是一位诙谐幽默的老师，能让我们在开心、快乐的课堂里学到知识，提高我们的学习兴趣。这样，我们就能上好没一节课，成绩也会跑得飞快。您不只要注重我们的学习成绩的提高，而是让我们德、智、体、美、劳全面发展、、、、、、

我一定会认真对待你布置的作业，我要认认真真的写好每一个字，认真对待每一篇作文，扎扎实实地完成各课学习任务，我能行，请相信我。

相信我能成为你的一位好帮手!

祝：

身体健康

Dear Mr Li，

I’m very excited to write to express my thanks to you。 I am now a freshman

of Wuhan University， which I have been dreaming about。 Mr Li， I still remember

the days when you taught me English。 My English has been improved greatly

because of your creative work。 However， at one time， the pressure of

examinations， too much homework and the high expectations made me depressed。 I

was tired of the warning that if I didn’t do my best， I wouldn’t have the chance

to go to college。 Thanks for your encouragement; if not， I wouldn’t have

realized my dream。 And now I really understand you。 I wish more and more of your

students could go to their ideal colleges。 Are you still so busy? How I miss

you!

Hoping to hear from you soon。

Yours，

Li Hua

Mr. Lee is my English teacher, and is thirty. He likes sports very much, so

he looks strong and young. He is fond of singing too. When we feel tired in the

class, he will teach us some English songs. Sometimes he tells us some funny

stories. He often encourages us to speak and write in English. Although we may

make mistakes now and then, he always corrects them patiently and tells us how

to write properly. He is really a good teacher. We all love him and his

class.

敬爱英语老师您好：

今天，是我们的不对，上课您来了许久，我们还在说话玩耍，我也反思到是我们的不对，请您原谅我们吧!

我们是因为爱上副科的诱惑之心，才使我们这么大胆的`说话，我们也不是故意的，老师您原谅我们吧!小小的粉笔就是你的双手，上课的铃声就是你征程上的冲锋号角。为了我们您废寝忘食，为了我们您鞠躬尽瘁，您无怨无悔，心甘情愿!多少个日日夜夜你无眠，多少回风风雨雨你闯过。一路的酸甜苦辣，一路的欢声笑语，您与我们一起渡过，我们的一声感激会让你甜蜜永久。您像蜡烛一样，燃烧自己，照亮别人。

老师，您尽职尽责，铁面无私，作为组长也应该这样，我要向你学习。

老师，请原谅我们，我向您再次致敬!