给朋友写一封英语信不少于(合集20篇)

Dear Sarah,

I am terribly sorry to tell you that I am unable to attend your birthday

part next Thursday evening. That is owing to the fact that my younger brother

suddenly fell ill and was taken to a hospital this morning. I have to go there

immediately and take care of him. As told by the doctor in charge, it will take

around five days for him to recover and I have asked my boss for a leave.

I really regret that I cannot go to celebrate your birthday personally and

would miss the perfect chance of enjoying myself with all our old friends. I

have chosen a small gift for you and will send it to you tomorrow to show my

best wishes. Besides, please give my regards to our friends when you meet them

at the party.

Cordially,

Li Ming

I like to watch movies, especially when I see the inspiring stories, I will

feel touched. These stories are good for me. They inspire me to move on when I

meet difficulties. The heroes will never give up, and finally, they succeed. So

if we want to realize our dreams, we also need to be persistent. Some day, we

can make it.

Almost everybody in the world has gone on field trips, well I have of

course. In the whole world, only one leaf falls on the ground, and that second

could not be wasted; for off we walk along my diary.

A quarter of a mile, you could see a wonderful building; surrounded by tall

trees, among them were blades of grass, and flowers of all kinds. Now grab your

notebook, and begin to see the amazing things you could learn in QING XIANG YUAN

[清香园].

First, I shall take you to the building, which stands right in the middle

of the place. Inside, you could see a laboratory, and in it were scientists

investigating how to get healthy sauce. I have brought you here all to learn

about sauce, for sauce is very important. The scientists job is to make sure

that every bottle of sauce had the right amount of: Water, salt, mushroom, peas

and wheat. And then it is put in bottles and covered in boxes. And then they

will be sent to the supermarket by trucks.

Many people noticed that, most of the sauces in supermarket are from the

place which I have shown you today. And I hope that reading this diary that I

have written, shall give you some knowledge. The next thing that you should

learn is the person who made this wonderful place; and who gave us the wonderful

healthy sauce. And that person is: FENG DAO REN [冯道人].

I think it is time, that we leave this place. Say goodbye! ‘Children’,

“Goodbye! Bye-bye…!” and off we go to our school again.

我的好朋友：

你好！

你对我的帮助有很多，数也数不清。你还记得那一次吗？那一次在体育课上，老师让我们跑操场，我跑到一半的时候，不小心被一个小石子绊倒了，重重地摔倒在地上，我想站起来重新跑，但伤口实在是太疼了。虽然陆陆续续的有人从我身边经过，但他们都没有来帮我。而你看到了我痛苦的表情后，像一支离弦的箭一样飞快地向我冲去，用关切的目光向我问道：“你没事吧？”我忍着疼痛说道：“没事，只是摔伤了而已。”而你还是不放心，说：“我看你这伤口，要是不消毒的话是会感染的。我来扶你去医务室吧。”我点点头答应了。你扶着一瘸一拐的我，一步一步地迈向了医务室。那时，我的感激之情涌上心头，喉咙似是有什么东西堵住了，想对你说一句感谢的话却说不出口。

还有一次，你帮了我大忙。那一天，轮到我们组扫地，但我的组员却把所有的活都让我干，而他们自顾自的回家了。我扫到一半的时候，看见你因为忘拿课本回来了。你看到只有我一个人在打扫教室，问道：“就你一个人扫地，没有别人？”我点点头，说道：“对，就我一个人，他们都回家了。”你看到我一个人忙不过来，就对我说：“那我来帮你吧！”在我们共同的努力下，教室终于干净了。

谢谢你，我的好朋友，每当我有困难的时候，你都能及时出现。

祝

学习进步，天天向上！

你的好朋友：余心瑜

How to have a healthy body? First of all, you have to play sports like

playing basketball and running. You should also eat more fruits and vegetables,

such as apples and bananas, which are rich in vitamins. If you do that, you

wont get sick often. And you can not stay up late, to early to bed and early to

rise, you should speak hygiene, clean themselves, often to drink lots of water

every day, not to eat junk food, and so on are conducive to a healthy body, the

most important thing is to pay attention to safety.

怎样拥有一个健康的身体?首先你必须经常运动比如打篮球，跑步。你还要多吃蔬菜水果，例如苹果，香蕉，它们含有丰富的维生素。如果这样做，你就不会经常得病。并且你不可以熬夜，要早睡早起，你要讲卫生，经常清洁自己，每天要喝很多水，不能吃垃圾食品等等都利于身体健康，最重要的是注意安全。

Today is Sunday.I and my friend Jenny go to the park.The park is near the

my home.We walk to it.We have some jiuce,bread and biscuit.We also have

twobubble aircraft ang a ball.We will have a happy there in the morning.

★英语话题作文10篇★

★英语书信格式及范文★

★对顾客的英语道歉信★

★给同学写一封信英文★

I like to eat different kinds of delicious food ， however， my favorite food

is dumplings. In my spare time ， I like to make dumplings with my mother . I

think home-made dumplings are more delicious than those in supermarket .My

mother knows I love to eat them ，so she makes dumplings at every weekend . I

prefer eating dumplings . How about you ?

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

亲爱的朱佳玲小伙伴：

你好！

我是你的小伙伴，我们已经有两个月没见面了，还记得我吗？在寒假里，我们一起荡秋千，一起玩捉迷藏。

当我第一次到你家玩时，在路上，我还在想：你家是什么样子的呢？到了你家，我吓了一跳，在我眼前这座破烂不堪的木头小屋，不就是我每晚所说的鬼屋吗？那天，我忐忑不安地走了进去。

回到家里，我一直开心不起来，因为，每当我回想起你家的样子，你们家因为贫穷，不能装修，看到你用这儿破一点，那儿破一点的几个袋子来当书包，几个星期只穿同一件衣服，而且衣服是全是补丁，家里没有自来水，只能用井水来生活。看到这些小细节，我的眼睛湿润了，我都特别难过，所以，我就决定要尽我所能来帮助你们。

方案一：我先来到你家，体验贫困家庭的生活，与你同吃同睡，当一位山区小孩，这样，就可以在贫困小孩的角度去给予你所需要的东西。

方案二：按照生活的所需条件，为你捐赠一些生活用品和一些学习用品。如果有什么疑问，可以打电话给我，我会帮你询问，无论如何都会解决你的难题。

我会把你当成我的家人，尽可能地帮助你。

我知道，你的新年愿望是可以来杭州玩，因为你知道杭州江流襟带，山色藏幽，湖光翠秀。我已经为你办好了杭州乐园的门票，随时等待着你的到来。虽然，你们的爸爸妈妈不能带你们游山玩水，但是我坚信，你的这一天一定会到来。

最近，听说你的成绩越来越好，愿你继续保持！

祝你

天天开心！

The lucky-number has become increasingly popular in daily life of modern

sociality. For example, the number eight means big money which people like most,

while the number four means death.

Some people believe lucky numbers so deeply that they will afford a

telephone with numbers without four and others which is bad in their mind. They

argue that the lucky-number really can bring good luck, and, at least, no

evidence testifies they can not.

As far as I am concerned, there is no such relationship between the numbers

and lucky, for the reason that numbers their self are given certain meaning for

the purpose of application of mathematic. And, in addition, man should not

depend on lucky which, in their mind, the numbers gives them.

Dear Kate,

This term I moved to a new house and studied in a new school. But I always

missed my friend. My old house was move comfortable than this new house. I

wanted to go back to my old house.

Everything was strange for me,so I couldnt study better. I felt nervous in

the first test. And I got bad scores,I felt very sad. The teacher shouted at me.

And then,I felt under too much pressure and very tired. My parents were also sad

with me. When my classmates knew this thing,she helped me,and gave me some

advice. Later,I thought I can be better next time.

I hope to get on well with everyone and get a good mark soon.

Yours，

__

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”.

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

rice porridge on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. The date usually

falls in min-January and is a traditional Chinese festival.

Legend about the origin of this festivity abounds One maintains that over

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

people offered up their prey to the gods of heaven and earth. The Chinese

characters for the hunt and the twelfth month (lie and la) 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

eighth (ba in Chinese)， giving us the current laba.

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.”

May 16, 2003

Dear Mr. Blake,

Thank you for informing us your new house address. It is fantastic that you have at last a house of your own, which, as explained, is located in a sea site city. I can imaginer that you are now enjoying your life and work, and you can entertain yourselves in such a big house.

When I told the news to Peter Li, James Wang and Nancy Zhang, the girl who always wears a long hair, and went to Beijing with us last year, they all wish you to send us some pictures of your new house. We hope that when we go on errand in America next year, we can pay a visit to your family. Then we are sure to have a nice gathering.

This morning, Peter and I went to an art gallery to pick up an oil painting with a beauty spot of China’s southern part as a token of our hearty congratulations. We hope it can add up to your decorations wherever you like, and we also wish you will like it.

Yours sincerely,

William Fang

我的朋友My Friend

Zeng Qiao is one of my friends。 She is a beautiful， outgoingand

good-tempered girl。 She smiles frequently。 I think it’s her smile that makes her

beauty。 We live in the same dormitory， so that we always stay together， no

matter going to classroom or having dinners。 At first， I don’t like her very

much， because she is always talking。 It seems that she can’t stop open her

mouth。 I am a little bit quiet and introverted， so I seldom talk to others。 But

gradually， I find that she can have influence on others by what she says。 Zeng

Qiao likes sharing interesting things with others。 For example， she likes

telling us her funny stories of her childhood or her former classmates。 She

always tells me that I should be more extroverted and learn to talk to others。

Under the influence of her， I municate with others more frequently and I find

that it feels so great。 I am so grateful that I can have such a good friend。

曾巧是我的一个朋友，她是个漂亮活波，脾气又好的女孩子。她很喜欢笑，我觉得是她的笑容使她看上去漂亮。我们住同一间宿舍，因此不管是去教室还是吃饭都形影不离。之前我并不喜欢她，我认为她太喜欢说话了，总是停不住她的嘴。相反我性格内向，喜欢安静，很少跟别人说话。但是渐渐地，我发现她是个善于用言语影响别人的女孩子，她喜欢跟别人分享搞笑的事，那些童年的故事或是以前同学的事情。她经常开导我要变得外向，多试着跟别人说话。在她的影响下，我跟别人交流也更多了，并且发现这感觉十分好。我觉得有这样的朋友很幸运!

My name is Jim and I have a strong body because I often play sports. I love

sports, and exercise makes me a healthy body. My favorite sport is playing

basketball, and I worship Jordan very much because he plays basketball well.

Every day when I finish my homework, I will watch sports programs on TV. Every

weekend, I will go to play basketball with my friends. Sports make me feel

relaxed and have a good mood.

Dear Peter,

I’m very glad to know that you are a table tennis fan. So am I. Table

tennis is the national ball of China. Almost everyone in China, whether old or

young, can play it. The tables for playing it can be seen here and there, in

parks, squares and in many working places, even at some people’s homes. The

Chinese table tennis players have very excellent skills. Since 1959 when a man

named Rong Guotuan won the first world champion at the 25th World Table

Tennis

Championship, China has had many table tennis world champions, and the

Chinese people are very proud of them. Hope one day you will come to China, and

we can play a game together.

Best regards.

Yours,

Li Hua

袁轶乐：

你好!

寒假里我们未曾碰面，但我深切地感受到，你的寒假生活一定和我一样多姿多彩。

我来和你说说在寒假里我觉得最开心、快乐的事吧!

扛上钓鱼竿，我和爸爸一起去水库钓鱼。我们上了线，装了饵，就开始钓了。

十分钟、二十分钟、二十五分钟……时间飞快地流逝，爸爸钓起一条又一条鱼，而我却一条鱼都没钓上来。突然，我的浮漂一沉，哈!有鱼了。我用力把钓竿往上拉，一条橙色的鲤鱼露出了水面。爸爸连忙拿网兜捞上来。此时，我是多么高兴、多么欢乐啊!相信你也感受到我的愉悦吧!

最让我开心的事就莫属早起捡鸡蛋了。

一早起来，我穿好衣裤后，第一件事不是洗刷吃饭，而是直奔三楼去“鸡场”捡蛋。哇!大丰收，草窝里安静地躺着5个圆滚滚、红扑扑的鸡蛋。我把它们全捡起来，走下楼，母鸡只能喔喔叫，而无力抢回蛋。有时候，我还会向它们白白眼睛，说：“这不是你们应该付出的回报吗?有什么好哭丧的!”

最后，想知道你寒假过得好吗?有哪些好玩、有趣的事?希望你能回信告诉我，让我一同分享你的快乐!

远方的朋友：

最近你还好吗?你还记得我吗?我就是以前和你写过信，李家中心小学的学生——付小霞。

我是一个品学兼优的学生。虽然我平时学习成绩很好，每次能考_十分。可是一到了期末考试，我就紧张得直冒汗，总是考不到理想的成绩，你可以帮我出出主意吗?如果你有好办法，下次回信时再告诉我。

我是一个活泼可爱的小女孩，但我的兴趣偏向语文。你的学习成绩怎么样?希望你是一个聪明机灵的小学生。

我出生于1997年2月21日，正好是元宵节。我降临于一个温暖的家庭。我的家境并不那么富裕，属于中等家庭。我一家三口，爸爸妈妈在同一个地方干活。爸爸妈妈为了维持这个家庭，辛辛苦苦地干活。经常一个人呆在家里，有时小妹妹会来跟我玩。

我的家住在山脚下，那儿的空气十分清晰，我非常希望你到我这儿坐客。你一定会大饱眼福的，因为我这儿风景十分好。我这儿有一座山，山上有许许多多的怪石和漫山遍野的绿树、青草、小花，你一定会喜欢的。

祝你：

身体健康，学习进步!

你的朋友：付小霞

20__年2月27日 星期五

As a small child, I get used to think there is only yellow skin people in

the world, but I realize there are also white skin and black skin people in

another side of the world later. Once I saw a black person. At first, I felt

scared, but he was very nice and helped me solve my problem. Then I know we

cant deny a person by his skin color.