致科比的一封信5篇 写给某某的信英语【汇总20篇】

Dear Friend,

How are you?

The time flies so fast.The winter vocation for us comes again.But I feel so cold in this winter.I dont want to go outside.Everyday I watch TV at my home except sometime I surf internet in my study room.My daddy and mummy are working everyday even in weekend.Because the price of everything now is arising.They have to make more money for familys life.So most time I am so freely to do what I like to do.

Haha~,how is everything about you?Are you jealous to me?

The Chines New Year is coming soon.All of my best wishes to you!

Your Sincerely,

标题：中考英语作文题目为感谢信的写法

关键词：中考英语作文题目

导读：中考英语作文题目虽然是我们没有办法准确预测的，但是有些类型的题目还是出现频率比较高的。下面我们就挑选了“感谢信”这种题材为大家介绍一篇优秀的范文，帮助大家。

假设你叫Liu Yan，初中三年，你与同学们在一起学习、参加各种活动，相互帮助，彼此之间建立了深厚的友谊.校园网的英语论坛开辟了 “Thank you letter” 专栏.请按下面的要求给你的同学Ling Feng写一封感谢信.注意：1.这封信要表达你对Ling Feng的感谢；2.信中要简述感谢Ling Feng的原因，适当举例，并谈谈自己的感受；提示词语：thank you, at the end of , kind, forget, help? with,

stay in touch

Dear Ling Feng,

I would like to thank you at the end of our middle school education. You have been very kind and helpful since we knew each other.

You have given me so much help that I will never forget. Last term, I caught a bad cold and had to stay at home for a week. When I was worrying about the lessons, you came to my home after school and helped me with every subject. With your help, I didn’t fall behind others. Since then, we have become very close friends. I think I’ll try to help others just like you.

Thank you again. Even though we may go to different schools, I’ll always stay in touch with you. I wish you success for the future.Yours,

Liu Yan

Dear brother,

I’m in Guizhou now.I have many friends here. They are all kind to me.I often have breakfast with them.I like Guizhou food very much.They are nice.I am very glad to be here.

Yours,

Yang Jing

--500字

My fathers name is ____. He has an English name, Jack. He is thirty-eight years old. My father is a worker. Heworks in a factory. He has two big eyes and two big ears. He has short hair. My father is very thin. He is only fifty kilograms. He likes learning English very much. He learns English everyday. My father likes watching TV. His favorite television channel is CCTV-10, because he can learn a lot English from the program Outlook English at that channel.

English is my fathers good friend. I am my father?s friend, too.

【参考翻译】

我的父亲叫__。他有一个英文名字,杰克。他今年38岁，是一个工人。他工作在一个工厂。他有两个大眼睛和两个大耳朵。他有短的头发。我的父亲是非常瘦。他只有50公斤。他非常喜欢学习英语。他每天都学英语。我的父亲喜欢看电视。他最喜欢的电视频道是CCTV-10,因为他可以学到很多英语的项目前景的英语频道。

英语是我父亲的好朋友。我也是我父亲的好朋友。

my father is a nice man. he likes to play computer games. he is

an owner of a factory which produces many things .he is good at designing. he

works very hard. i love him very much because, sometimes, i can help him to do

something in his factory .he is always on business trips because he has his

business everywhere so it takes up too much of his time .therefore, he doesn’t

have any time to play with me but i don’t blame him for that. i often spend a

lot of my time on the computer, so i have something to do. my mother is usually

on the phone and tells my father to get home early but my father doesn’t listen

to her. so my mother and i sometimes are upset and i don’t like my father in a

sense that he always gets home late.i love my father but not his

job!

Dear Sir or Madam,

I’m Li Hua from Class One, Senior Two. As far as I am concerned, I believe to teach English for pupils from Chen Xi Hope School will be good for both the primary-school students and high-school student tutor, which thus will result in substantial social benefits.

I think I am qualified for being the pupils’ English coach, because I have good character, being independent in life and proficient in English. That’s why I apply for the position; I hope I can join the instructive activity.

My plan for coaching the pupils is to teach them by listening, speaking, reading and writing. What’s more important is to stimulate their interests in learning English as a foreign language, creating a good learning environment. I hope you can offer the opportunity.

Yours sincerely,

Li Hua

There was once a family, and they were all happy. Although they did not

have much money, the children still thought that working is the best!

In their country, lived a wise king, and you may guess, that this king was

proud and unkind; most people don’t like him, and so had driven him away through

the woods, and into a small boat, which they sent him away.

The king was not happy about this, and so went to see General Lord, to let

him help to win back his crown. And suppose, you may guess, that this proud king

had an evil Roman prince. It was already dawn and the sun was setting, General

Lord gave five horses to them; and told them to follow him. They galloped

further and further, until they came to a dark cave; curled with thick thorny

bushes, but this was no ordinary cave; oh no, this was a palace cave, which

lived the king of all animals.

And the king of all animals was nobody but the great tiger! Yikes! Most

people thought tigers weren’t very nice, but General Lord saw him years ago; and

they had been friends ever since. And so there was a pretty good chance General

Lord said, “Go in,” The proud king, and the selfish Queen; with their son, the

wicked Roman prince, entered the mouth of the cave. General Lord led them

inside, and there sat the big tiger. This tiger said, “Hello dear friends,”

“Ah!” cried the king, “A talking tiger!” “Of course,” said General Lord, “Kings

were supposed to learn everything.”

“Now,” said the tiger, “What can I do for you General Lord?” “I want a

party!” “A party?” asked the proud king, “I just want you to help me win back my

crown!” he shouted, “Yes,” said General Lord, “But a party could show your

people that you love them and care for them.”

The king accepted the offer of General Lord, and so took the party

decorations, and decorated the main hall, and then made the treats, and invited

all the people here, “What do you want proud king?” “I want to give you a party,

to say that I am sorry for all the bad deeds I have done.”

“It’s about time proud king. Ha!” and then the music began; they danced all

night, and sang. Everybody thought that the king just wanted them to give him

back; but they already realized that they had already made Milan the king. And

so they went to the palace, and told him that they wanted the old king back; and

that he should get off the throne.

Milan was very angry by these words, and so sent guards to arrest him. Just

then the old king approached, he knew that Milan loved to dance, and that he

couldn’t bear not to. He took the music box here, and began to dance. As he

said, Milan began to dance, and he pushed him aside; which allowed him to sit,

and that was how the old king became king again.”

I am ten years old. I like playing piano. And I have a good teacher. She is

beautiful, just like the fairy from the heaven. She likes wearing white dress.

Her hair is long and straight. And her fingers are the most beautiful I have

ever seen. They are long and thin. She can use them to play wonderful songs. I

feel pleasant when I hear her songs. I want to be as excellent as her in the

future.

我十岁了。喜欢弹钢琴。我有一个很好的老师。她很漂亮，就像天上的仙女一样。她喜欢穿白色的衣服。她的头发又长又直。她的手指是我见过最漂亮的，又细又长。她可以用它们来演奏美妙的歌曲。听她的歌我会很愉悦。将来我也想成为像她一样优秀的人。

This morning, I will write my homework after dinner. Finish the homework,

mother took me out shopping. I see, east west see, how do you get to see. Mother

bought a lot of I like to eat food. After my mother and I buy food, went

home.

At home, I let my mother taught me to pick a dish. Mother said: "pick

vegetables first to see if there are any broken leaves, if you have bad leaves,

to remove it, and then wash clean." I did as mother said, put the dishes washed.

Good mother Fried dish, our family went to eat. Looking at you eat very happy,

my in the mind have say a happy, for I had a hand!

Laba is celebrated on the eighth day of the last lunar month， referring to

the traditional start of celebrations for the Chinese New Year. La in Chinese

means the 12th lunar month and ba means eight.

Legends about the origin of this festivity abound. One holds that over

3，000 years ago sacrificial rites called La were held in the twelfth lunar month

when people offered their preys to the gods of heaven and earth. The Chinese

characters for prey and the twelfth month were interchangeable then， and ever

since La has been used to refer to both.

Since the festival was held on the eighth day of the Last month， people

later appended the number eight (ba in Chinese)， giving us the current Laba

.

The majority Han Chinese have long followed the tradition of eating Laba

rice porridge on the Laba Festival. The date usually falls in mid-Janua.

16 April 2006

Dear Sir,

I am working on a new project which is called A Survey of New Industry in the Maywood District. According to the design of our district, we need information about firms that have recently moved into this area. Your firm is one of the largest of these, so I shall be very grateful if you can spare the time to help me.

Three points are specially important to the project. The first one is the training schemes for school leavers. The second one is about the transport arrangements to overcome poor road and rail links in this district. The third is the plans for expansion.

Any other information will be useful, but those points are the ones with which I most need your help.

I am enclosing an information form for you to fill in. I hope you can post it to us as soon as possible. I apologize for adding to your work with this request, but I do hope that you will feel able to assist me.

I would be most grateful for your favorable consideration of this request.

Yours faithfully,

Mary Spencer

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

Today is my nine-year-old birthday. I am very happy， because my father buys

a big cake for me and my sister just comes to Guangzhou.

After dinner， my family celebrate my birthday. I make a wish and blow out

the candles.

Do you want to know my wish? Let me tell you， I wish I can study harder and

harder， then get the NO.1 in our class.

Then I cut the cake and my family share the cake with me. How nice

today!

Smoking And Health

Today smoking is a widespread habit ali over the world. Not only the old,

the youth, but also middle school students have been engaged in smoking. Many of

them think that smoking is a smart symbol.

However, smoking is harmful to one’s ,health. It contributes a lot of lung

cancer, from which many people have died in the past years. It can also cause

many other diseases. In a word, if you smoke, you do have a much greater chance

of losing your health. Furthermore, scientific research shows that smoking is

not only harmful to smokers themselves, but also a threat to public health,

especially to women and children. Therefore, many countries have made laws

forbidding smokers to smoke m public places such as cinemas, stations,

hospitals, and so on Giveup smoking! If you don’t smoke, don’t start. Give

upsmoking for the sake of your health, for the sake of your family, and for the

sake of the whole world.

吸烟与健康

现在，吸烟是一个世界范围的习惯，不仅老年人、青年人吸烟，就连中学生也加入到这个行列中来，他们中的许多人认为吸烟是一种潇洒的象征。

然而，吸烟对人的健康是有害的，它会引起肺癌，在刚刚过去的几年中;许多人因此而丧命，还可能引发其他的疾病。总之，如果你吸烟的话，你就很可能失去拥有健康的机会，更进一步说，科学研究显示，吸烟不仅危害吸烟者本人，而且对公共健康来说，也是一个凶兆，尤其是对妇女和孩子。因此，许多国家都制定了不准在公共场合吸烟的法规，例如：电影院，车站，医院等地。

戒烟吧，如果你还未染上，请不要开始;戒烟吧，为了你的健康，为了你的家庭的健康，为了整个世界的健康。

I have moved to my new school since Septmber. It is a modern and nice

school which is in _。It has a playground, a library, several labs, classrooms

with electronic equipment and so on. Its quite different from my old school.

Its larger, much more modern. This is why I love my new school. If you are

free, you are warmly welcomed to come to our school to have a look.

There is a special woman who lives next to my house. She has two children

and she looks much younger than her real age. My mother feels envious about her,

and always speaks highly of her. I talk to the woman one time and I find that

the way she talks just like a girl. She has a young heart, which is the way

makes her special.

dear teacher,

it has been a long time since i wrote the last letter. nowdays, people write letters less and less, instead, they make a call or send a sms. however, it is still a good way for us to communicate with each other by sending a letter

its my honour to get the chance to write to you. "approachable" is my first impression of you, because you always keeps smiling. students may fear the teachers that are serious both in and out of class. smile makes a teacher popular with his students, you are a teacher of this very kind.

you always arrive at the classroom ahead of any of the students, from which we could imply that you are a diligent man with regular habit. before the class, you like to talk to us, at this very time, you are more a friend than a teacher. to be honest, i was surprised in the first class when i learned a teacher at your age could speak english insuch a fluent way.(i didnt mean you are old, youre young at heart.) moreover, you know well how to keep your class attractive. youve got such an active mind that you can keep talking during the whole class without a pause. i always appreciated your ideas and enjoyed listening to you. in your class, i learned not only the writing skills but also the presentation skills as well as much knowledge of other areas. thanks for your excellent teaching.

ive got some suggestions for you. it seems that we students have got few chances to participate in discussion during the class time. most of the time, we are listening. seldom did we express our own ideas. i suggest that teachers should interact with students more frequently in the class. besides, id like to practice writing more, so would you please leave us more assignments?

happy new year.

with every good wish.

yours sincerely dali wang

Dear Ms. Fu,

亲爱的付老师，

I would like you to know that I appreciate the help and support you gave to

me when I was in junior high school. I enjoyed being taught by you immensely.

You are an excellent teacher and inspired me to continue learning with an open

and positive mind.

我想让您知道我非常感激在我上初中的时候你给予的帮助和支持。我非常喜欢你做我的老师。你是一个优秀的教师，鼓励我以开放和积极的态度继续学习。

I would like to convey my heartfelt gratitude to you for teaching me what

is responsibility. You helped me how to find the best place for myself and look

for the personal values. I remember you gave me a book as a present of the

Spring Festival. You are the first teacher who gave me a present which I was

moved for a long time.

我衷心的感谢你教会了我什么是责任。你帮我找到最适合自己的位置并和个人价值。我记得你曾给我一本书作为春节的礼物。你是第一个给我礼物的老师，这让我感动了很久。

I would further say that you gave me so good memories that I wish I could

go back to that time again. It was you who encouraged me to overcome obstacles.

It was you who cared about my emotions. I appreciate all you have done for me,

which meant so much to me. I hope that this letter brings my best wishes to you

and I once again thank you for giving me those precious memories of my life,

which I shall cherish forever.

我还想说你给了我这么美好的回忆，我希望我能再次回到那个时候。是你鼓励我克服困难。是你关心我的情绪。我很感激你为我所做的一切，这对我来说是很重要的。我希望这封信能给你带去我最好的祝福，我再次感谢你给我的生活带来那些珍贵的回忆，我会永远珍惜它的。

Sincerely yours,

Yang

杨

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”.

I have been to the Sigou .It was a very beautiful place,my family went

there last week ,we have cooked there,the foods were so delicious that i ate a

lots.We all had a happy time. Then,we have walked around,we have saw a lot of

stones,they have different sizes,we took the pictures,and i think they were so

beautiful. So,i also want to go to the Hainan when i finish study,because there

is sea,i love sea ,i want to go there by plane,so i will study hard now.

Now I have already told you a story about an old man that thought he knew

everything, and had been asked a hard question to answer by the king’s

professor; and had been crowned king. Well in this story, I am going to tell you

how the old man got back to thinking he knew everything, and was asked another

hard question by the king’s professor.

It all happened that one day, when the professor was feeling sick, the old

man happened to be on the stage. Now he had a throne too, but not as fancy as

the professor’s. And so he decided to sit on it. When other people are standing

in line to ask for questions, the old man said, “The professor has quit, and so

I shall rule this stage and this kingdom!”

All the people gave him a slow clap, and at last began to ask questions.

Two more days passed and the professor got better, and walked to the stage. But

he found that on his throne was the old man. “Ah! Professor!” shouted the old

man in an angry tune, “You quit! I heard you say that a week ago!” “I said that

I was going to quit about two days because I was sick,” explained the professor

smiling.

“I think I should be king rather than you!” shouted the old man, “Fine! I

shall ask you a hard question, if you could answer it; then you ask me one. But

if not, the guards shall make you my breakfast, next month!” “Deal,” said the

professor, still smiling. And so the hard question contest began.

First the old man asked, “What’s the answer of 1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1?” “That’s

easy,” said the professor, and he wrote it on a paper. When he is finished, he

handed the paper over to the old man; it said, “If you want to find the answer,

you said eight 1. All you have to do is use multiplication to find the answer:

8﹡1.” The old man was astonished, “Your right!” he shouted; “Now you ask me

one!” “1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1+1﹣1﹣1?” “Do you want to know the answer now?”

asked the man, “No,” said the man, “I just want to count how many ones did I

count?”