写给未来的我的一封信英语作文精品20篇

My school is Tailan primary school, Thats a good place, this is a

beautiful school.

There are many flowers, many classrooms, many leaves, many offices, a large

hall, a playground in our school, in the playground we can run and play. Also

there is a garden in my school, many flowers and trees in it, we often walk in

the garden after lunch.

I like my school very much! Do you like my school?

我的学校是泰蓝小学，这是一个好地方，是一个美丽的学校。

在我们学校里有许多花，许多教室，许多落叶，许多办公室，一个大厅，一个操场，在操场上我们可以奔跑和玩耍。在我的学校也有一个花园，花园里种有许多鲜花和树木，午饭后我们经常在花园里散步。

我非常喜欢我的学校!你喜欢我的学校吗?

My mother always says that I am a naughty girl. When I go out with her, I

always make some mistakes. Such as annoying others when they are talking, which

is very impolite. My mother doesnt punish me, instead, she tries to disturb me

when I want to talk to her. It makes me realize how rude I am. My mother is so

tolerant that she is a good mother.

Dear Lucy,

Thank you for your letter.You asked me about the weather in Shanghai.So let

me tell you sth about the weather here.In the spring，it‘s warm and sunny.So many

boys and girls are fly kites at park.Spring is my favorite season，I like it very

much.Summer is a hot and dry season.Many people dont like it,but it is good for

sports.Sports can make us healthy growth.Fall comes after summer.Its a cool and

busy sea—son.The weather is getting cooler andcooler and the days are getting

shorter and shorter.Winter is so cold.It often snows，so we must wear a lot of

clothes.

Have a good day!

Linda

Bike is a common and popular traffic tool in China. Almost everyone owns a

bike. I have a black bike. It has been a good friend of mine. I clean it almost

every day at the beginning. Now I just leave it alone because of my busy study.

But it still does me good service.

hi! good friends. my name is susie. i’m ten years old. this is my pet. it’s

a turtle. he is also ten years old. his name is sandwich. he eats ten small

fishes every day .

look at him! he has a beautiful shell and two small eyes. he also has a

long tail.

now my turtle wants to have a little sister. they can play, sleep and walk

together. now, mr sandwich, please reach out your hand and say “bye-bye.” my

friends,please call me. my telephone number is one two three four five.

Im in the school is a beautiful school， has many different kinds of

plants. Look! Those two covering at the school gate， thin timbo hangs from the

thick branches. Whenever the wind breeze picked up， sister timbo sister gently

to the rhythm of dance with the wind. Into the broad basketball court， you will

see is on the appearance of the physical education of students in sports.

Girls kicking shuttlecock， rope skipping， the boy playing table tennis，

basketball. A knot a happy laughter. Especially the class is over， see! The

highest tree thats school， the oldest tree， the green tree. The little fan of

green leaves， the thick branches， like a huge green umbrella. When they have a

lot of students in the class play， happy laughter ripples in and around the

tree. In the tree on the left， there is a grass of home - the football field.

Football has a lot of grass， soft， like a big green blanket. Next to the

football field is the bright five-star red flag， high in the sky look at the

growth of the students.

A poet leads me to a branch road: on one side, there are lots of sweet

apples, lovely and charming; on the other, there is a patch of thorn, what hides

behind the success of struggling against the thorn is a splendid palace. I

deeply know that if I choose the apples, I will give up a precious opportunity

of becoming a queen; While if I choose to challenge, I have to say farewell to

the apples. Which one should I choose?

Just like the branch road, we have to make a lot of choices during our

lifetime. It is usually considered that we are choosing what to gain, to own,

but in my opinion, we are just choosing to give up.

Choosing to be a teacher means giving up the life as rich as a business

man;

Choosing to be a top student means giving up much leisure time in front of

the TV.

Sure, it’s a torture, but we must judge carefully what is more important,

then give up the others. Don’t think of them any more, just focus all your

spirit on what you are doing.

I myself, who is standing here, have already chosen to challenge in such a

great competition, so I have to give up ten days of normal classes in school and

relaxation without pressure. But I am still pleased, because giving up properly

makes me stick to my choice.

Let’s return to our branch road, which one will your choose? I choose to

challenge here!

一位诗人把我引到一个岔路口：一边是甘甜的苹果，鲜艳而诱人;另一边是一条荆棘之路，但隐藏在与荆棘搏斗的成功之后是一座富丽的宫殿。我深深地明白：如果我选择那些苹果，我将失去一个可能成为女王的良机，与此同时，如果我选择挑战那些荆棘，那会很艰辛，而且我又必须与可爱的苹果告别，我该选择哪一个呢?

正如这个岔路口一般，生活中的我们面临多种选择。人们通常认为，我们在选择去获得什么，拥有什么，但在我看来，我们在选择放弃什么。

选择作一名老师意味着放弃了像商人一样奢华富有的生活。

选择作一名顶尖学生意味着放弃了许多在电视机前的闲暇时间。

当然，放弃的选择是一种苦难，但我们必须用心审度，什么对自己来说更为重要，做出选择，然后放弃其他，不要再回首想那些已放弃的东西，把精力集中于你正在做的事。

站在这里的我，已选择了在这样大规模的比赛中挑战自我，所以我必须放弃十天的正常功课和没有压力的轻松感。但我依然高兴，因为适宜的放弃弃之后，我更加专注于自己的选择。

让我们回到那个岔路口吧，你会选择哪一个呢?我，选择挑战此地!

Im a happy girl.My english name is kitty.Are you happy? Im very happy.I

have a good friend.Her name is cheng xin ting.She has a pair of big eyes.I like

her.

I like english.My birthday is in november.Im a good girl.Im ten years

old.Im in class seven grade four.My teachers name is yao hui feng.She is a

good teacher!I like her.

What color do you like? I like pink and perple.I want a rabbit for my

birthday.I like to eat hambuger.I like to go to shool.

I have a good mother.I have a good father.

Oh，no!Im hugry! "Mumy! Im hugry!"

Good bye!

I like eating meat so much and I am so picky about food. My parents always

worry about my diet, and they try to let me eat vegetables and fruits. But I

only can have a little. But after my mom learns to make food with all kinds of

cartoon pictures, I start to have a lot of food and don’t picky anymore.

I was just a little girl five years old. At that age, I did nothing. Every

morning I would get up early and start dressing up to the playground to play. I

have no friends, but I am curious that I could make some by sharing things. And

so I took some bread from the cupboard, took a bottle of milk and ran to the

playground.

There were many children playing there: Some were playing hide and seek,

some were playing tag; some were playing catch, some were playing toys; some

were building sand castle… I ran to the sand pile, there I met some girls

building sand castles. I asked, “May I sit down here, please?” “Suit yourself

coward!” shouted the girls rudely at me.

And so I sat down and began to play. After I had finished half my sand

castle, I heard the girls say, “I am so hungry, but I don’t have money to buy

thing,” and then it hit me; “I have some bread to share with them.” And so I

took some bread out of my bag, and said, “Here, have some bread.” When the girls

took the bread they ate it and said, “Well, well; looks like we have a hero. But

I am not going to be your friend!”

I had spread some jam on my bread and took another piece, put it on top and

started to eat. When I had finished the last bite, I put the rest in my bag, and

went away. I was very sad that sharing things didn’t help me make friends; I

shall have to think of another. After ten days I have thought of another way,

and so started out to the fields. There sat a girl shepherd sitting next a rock.

Now it all happened that this girl was the one that had helped me with

everything I have.

I quietly took out a piece of paper, and wrote some words: I haven’t seen

you for a long time, and so have decided to write you this. I want to thank you

for all you have done for me in the past few years, what do you want me to do

you for this month? After I had finished writing the last words, I put it inside

an envelope; licked the stamp, and stuck in on the right corner of the envelope;

at last closed the top.

After that, I ran to her mail box and put it inside, and then went home.

After a few days I have found a letter from the shepherd girl in my mailbox. I

carefully opened it, and in it was a piece of paper; on the paper were some

words, these are the words: I am very grateful for your kindness, but really I

have much work to do in the fields; If you come here and be a shepherd with me;

then that is the most best thing you could do for me. After reading this, I

thought to myself: I am alone so I guess I could be a shepherd. And so I told my

parents, and set off.

Finally, I had arrived; the shepherd girl came to meet me. “Now I am you

friend Margaret.” said the shepherd girl to me.

Yao teacher:

You are a red candle, burning the most passionate torch in our hearts. Just into the fourth grade, you are very strict with us, your face of seriousness in my opinion is not used to, because we from the first grade began to be spoiled, spoiled, often lawless. You come, such eyes, such majesty, as if to shock everyone. Everyone again. Also not noisy, after class no longer chase dozen, we are like a new man, we can no longer not be in a temper. We have come to understand that it is for our good that you are strict with us.

Spring silkworm to dead silk, candles into ash tears began to dry. Teacher, you have been working silently in your own ordinary job for 25 years. How many outstanding talents have you cultivated? No one can count. Someone said to see the word such as people, my words have been written not good, is your patience and write in my exercise book some words of encouragement to remind me, therefore, my words slowly beautiful. It gives me a lot of confidence. "A teacher is a true seed, a messenger of good, a banner of beauty, the embodiment of love." There is nothing wrong with this remark. You run between school and home every day.

Once, your sons severe fever caused pneumonia. In the afternoon, family members called to urge you to go to see, although you are anxious, but in order to dozens of students in the school, but still did not go. When you get off work, your husband asks you, "Is your student important or is your son important?" You say: "All important." Then you explained slowly to your husband, Its enough to take care of your son by yourself. But what if there were so many students at school? You walk out of the room and look at your son, who is sallow and coughing, with tears streaming down his face, and you say, "Jack, Ive been a bad mother." You always make choices in bitterness, and you make the choices that came before you. With the persistent pursuit of career and the sincere heart of loving students, you have composed an ordinary and moving song with consistent diligence and enterprising spirit. Teacher I know your health has been bad, for us you also have to take care of yourself. I will repay you with my progress in study and live up to your expectations. In the New Year, I sincerely wish you good health! Students all over the world!

Dear Mother,

Hello! You are my teacher on the road of life, is my model of learning life, every bit of my growth is written by your love, looking back on the fleeting time, including joy, pain, tears and laughter.

There is one thing, I still can not forget, I wonder if you still remember? One time after school, I let you buy me spicy string, you said: this no nutrition, I go to buy you a cake. I said: No, I will have spicy kebabs. Without saying a word, you took me to the cake king. After buying the cake you let me carry, I put a pout, head a low pretend not to hear, not only did not pay you; And threw the door and ran out. Back at home, you give me cooking; Fill me with rice; Help me to my dish... Looking at your busy figure, my heart is very sad, you work day and night for me, but I...... Mother I am not sensible; Well, Im sorry... Mom, is you raise me, is you a mouthful of rice feed me grew up, you for my laundry, cooking, after going to school, regardless of the wind, rain, you pick me up on time every day to school, school, evening but also help me write homework, teach me some truth, you pay too much for me too much...... Thank you for giving me life, for giving me happiness, for giving me the chance to make my life worth living.

Thank you for raising me and being my first teacher, teaching me how to live and how to be grateful.

A mothers love is like a gentle, a mothers love is a poem, the poem have not finished writing, tears down slowly, the years in a hurry, some things will dissipate over time, my mother gave me love and will never disappear, a mothers love is like the sun in the sky, always warm my heart, a mothers love, like the sea, and endless, unfathomable, but contained all my fault, a mothers love is like snow mountain in one thousand, glittering and translucent and transparent. Some people say: a mothers love is like a poem, a mothers love is like a song. I would like to say: how can a small poem write a mothers love, how can a piece of music sing a mothers love, a picture, how can draw a mother? A thousand words come in one sentence: mom, I love you!

I wish you a successful New Year and good health.

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

Nowadays, the environment has been polluted badly, the government tries

hard to call for the public to return the world green. But every year, there are

so many incidents about the forest on fired. It is so sad for us, because it

means the environment gets worse. We must pay attention to protect the forest

and do not bring fire.

The weather of these days is really bad. Its foggy and there is haze in

the air.So， we cant see the things very far.Every morning， when I pull back the

curtain， I only can see the building dozens miles away.When I go to school， I

must be very careful when I go across the street.Besides， the air is dirty

because of the haze. I even feel hard to breathe.My mother tells me to wear a

respirator. I do as she tells.Because of the bad weather， car accidents happen

more frequently. I hope drivers can drive more carefully and keep safe.

It is natural that difficulties hide in every corner of our life,so we have

to face them at times.Whatever we have undergone in our life, we shouldnt

complain about it. We may get a lot or lose so much in our life journey, but

keeping a positive attitude should always be together with us. Nothing can

defeat us if we are confident and diligent. Just as saying goes, God is equal to

everyone. As he closes the door, he will also open a window for us.

Many of us have seen a picture on the Internet of a man with a nice smile

is struggling along with the aid of a stick because of losing one of his

feet,and another man is sitting on the ground without shoes on his feet,looking

anxious and depressed.How different the expressions flitting across their faces

are!At the bottom of the drawing says”Because I have no shoes,I keep complaining

until I find another man who has lost one of his feet.”

What an impressive drawing it is in revealing different attitudes toward

life!A persons attitude towards life is very important, it determines your

life, which path you are taking and how your life will become. if you are a

person with very strong positive outlook, no matter what difficulties you

encounter, you will always look at the bright side of life and never give up

easily. Take Thomas Edison as an example.Before inventing the electric bulb,he

had tried thousands of materials for lamp filament,but failed.Despite others’

laughing at him.he said,”I am not a failure,at least I have proved these

materials are not fit for filament.”Before long he invented electric bulb.

The most frequent example you see are those patients or people that are

handicapped or suffering from some type of illness like cancer. They do not give

up any glimpse of hope and continue fighting till they their last breathe. Even

those very determined handicapped,they do not blame the world for their disable.

Instead, they are contented and blessed with all the rest the have, their family

, friends and those who support them greatly. Those handicapped with negative

attitude towards life will feel that the world is unfair and they life in misery

and always feel that they are unless and unwanted.

All in all,it is our attitudes that have changed everything in our life and

help us to pull through all hardships.So we should strive to develop a positive

attitude toward life and the world.It is convinced that only when we are

equipped with optimism and confidence can we achieve success in the future.

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.

My sister is a lovely girl. She has a nice English Name, “Elsa”. She is

very clever and pretty. She is eight years old so she is old enough to go to

school. This year, she tells me that she is a student now.

One day, my aunt took her to my home. My aunt had something important to do

and had no time to look after her, so she told me to take care of her. First, I

played with her for a short time. I thought the game was boring, so I taught her

some polite words, such as hello, please, sorry… She listened carefully.

Suddenly, there was a person knocking on the door. Elsa went to the door to open

it. Afterwards, she was polite to say, “Please come in.”

Do you think she is lovely and clever? I think you will say, “Yes, I

do.”

As a small kid, I want to grow up soon, so that I can be independent. But

the adults always tell me that it is a lucky thing to be a child, because I can

be young and innocent. Though I don’t understand their words totally, I must

keep my young heart and enjoy every moment of my life.

Dear Petty,

I am happy to receive your letter and I am glad to hear that you have good

days recently. I hope you can keep your happiness all the time. But I am not

happy these days, because I feel great pressures. Two weeks ago, I caught a cold

and then had a fever. I could do nothing in those days. Therefore, I asked for

leave for four days to stay at home. I came back to school until the midterm

examination. I was not surprised that I did not do well in the exam. It makes me

unhappy. I worked so hard to prepare for it. My parents comfort me that I would

be better if I had not been ill. I hope I can recover soon. And I hope you can

take good care of yourself.

sincerely yours,

Kate

Dear Miss Liang,

I am writing to thank you for your hard work for me. With your help, I make great progress in my study. A year ago, my study was bad and I didn’t want to learn, but you never give me up. You told me that I was clever. As long as I work hard, I would be great. In this year, you cared much about my study and helped me a lot. When I made mistakes, you always pointed them out and helped me to correct. Now, my study is much better than before, and I want to express my gratitude to you. Hope you everything goes well.

Sincerely yours,

Lily