适合八年级的英语阅读短文(推荐20篇)

People always say that we are lacking of the eyes of realizing the beauty in life. I cant agree with it anymore. Last week, I woke up very early in the morning, so I decided to take a walk. The street was very quiet and there were many old people dancing in the square. Without many cars, I realized the city looked so clean and beautiful. Some coffee shops decorates so well, which attrated my eyes. The city was coverd by the green trees, which made it a green city. I liked this feeling so much. At this moment, I found the city was so lovely, I just ingored its beauty usually.

人们总是说我们缺乏发现实现生活中的美丽的眼睛。我十分同意。上周,我早上很早就醒了,所以我决定出去散步。街上很安静,有很多老人在广场上跳舞。街上没有了很多小车,我意识到这个城市看起来那么干净和漂亮。一些咖啡店装修很好,吸引了我的眼球。这座城市被绿色的树木覆盖着,这是一个绿化放的城市。我很喜欢这种感觉。这时,我发现这个城市是如此的可爱,平常我忽略了它的美。

[初中英语作文100字

Changing in the information age, we can from different channels, and get the same message, the transmission of information and get more and more convenient, the ancients said: "a scholar need not leave his home to know whats going on in the world." As a student of I, is a new era of youth, how to enrich oneself is very important.

The ancients said: "read ten books, winning thousands of miles way." Understand this sentence tell the benefits of reading, so I can read extracurricular books, learn other peoples words and sentences, and make him my composition ability of power. In the usual time to form the good habit of reading and more reading can improve understanding, thinking, judgment, can through the knowledge of current affairs, raises concerns social, because enriching themselves not only in terms of their studies, for the ordinary life, or to understand and care.

Time flies, time flies, time passed so hasty, we want to know the value of time, as long as the use of a few minutes of time every day to enrich themselves, accumulate over a long period, many a mickle makes a muckle, and can help you to save every bit of wisdom, piggy bank, so I want to read to be my good habits, and increased my wisdom enrich my life.

在资讯发展日新月异的时代，我们可以从不同的管道，得到相同的讯息，资讯的传递与取得越来越方便，古人说 ：“ 秀才不出门，能知天下事。“身为一位学生的我，又是新时代的少年，如何充实自己是很重要的事。

古人说： “ 读十卷书，胜走千里路。”这句话明白的说出读书的好处，所以我可以多阅读课外读物，吸取别人的名言加句，使他成为我作文能力的助力。在平时的时候就要养成多读书的好习惯，多阅读可以提升理解力、思考力、判断力，可以藉由对时事的了解，培养关心社会，因为充实自己不只是在课业方面，对于平常的生活或时是都要了解并关心。

光阴似箭，岁月如梭，时间过得这么匆促，我们要懂得爱惜时光， 只要每天利用几分钟的时间充实自己，日积月累，积少成多，就能帮自己存一点一滴的智慧扑满，所以我要让读书成为我的好习惯，增加我的智慧丰富我的人生。

“咱们个老百姓，真呀嘛真高兴。”我怀着愉快的心情，哼着小调来到学校，走进教室，只见我班一些同学手里紧握着书，口中念念有词，王俊呢，对着英语书悲愤地唱着：“我恨你，恨着你，就像老鼠爱大米，我真的想一口一口吃掉你……”这时，只见一同学说：“今天要英语考试！”“啊！”

我平生最怕的就是英语，今天竟然又将英语考试，“完了”，我想：“反正考不好，与其在那里依哇依哇乱叫，还不如玩我的。”

过了一会儿，重量级高手英语老师抱着试卷，一脸严肃走进教室，带来一股暗藏杀气的凉风，满场学生顿觉毛骨悚然，卷子很快发了下来，我一看卷子，它不认识我，我不认识它，唉，没办法，我只好硬着头皮一顿乱做。

过了几分钟，我做“完”了，抬头一看，我班大部分同学都做“完”了，大家像武林中人“成功似”地长长吁了一口气，好轻松呀！正当我们修心养性，得意洋洋的时候，老师说交卷了：“算了，死就死吧，反正我英语成绩历来不好，死猪不怕开水烫”。

第二天，老师带着一把“生死状”，杀气腾腾走进教室，说：“你们昨天考得真好啊！五个及格！”“哈！”我心想：“大家都没考好，我就不怕啦！”

老师讲了一番深刻的话语后，终于开始报分了，真是“不堪入耳”，50分，32分，43分，10分……我的心情也慢慢紧张起来，“万一我考个全班倒数第一，那就完了，“彭岭，37分。”我长长吁了一口气，幸好不是全班倒数第一，不过考这么差，班主任——英语老师不会把我活剥了吧？“李锋25分！”终于有人给我垫背了，压在我心上的石头将要放下的时候，说曹操曹操到，杨老师来整风了，只见杨老师气势汹汹，来者不善，我缩成一团，生怕老师把目光放在我身上，只见杨老师在台上讲啊讲啊讲了一大堆，只有最后一句“明天继续考”如雷贯耳。

苍天啊！饶了我吧！

Learning English takes time so if we want to learn it well, we should spend

much time practicing using English every day. Besides, we should listen to the

teacher and take notes carefully in class. Go over what is learnt regularly and

finish doing our homework carefully.

If we have time,wed better isten to

English radio programmes, read English stories and newspapers, watch English

films and TV programmes ,keep a diary in English . If we make mistakes, correct

them at once and try not to make the same mistakes. Whats more, we should look

up new words in the dictionary before class and prepare each lesson carefully

before class. I believe if we work hard and have good ways of learning English,

we will learn English well.

After going to the middle school, I have less time to play outside the school, because I always have a lot of homework to do. Though my leisure time is shorter, I still keep on after-class reading. Many years ago, my Chinese teacher introduced many classic books to us, I bought them and read them all, I fell in love with reading these books, I would be immerged in the stories. Reading these books helps me a lot, I have improved my writing skill. When I saw the topics, my mind will come out a lot of ideas, I have things to enrich my paper. Whats more, I also broaden my vision.

Occasionally in life, we heard some people say: reading is boring, in fact, they are wrong! Book, is the source of knowledge, but also a colorful world. As long as you open it, you will be inside the colorful, multifarious, compelling content deeply fascinated by...

In this colorful world, we seem to see the dinosaur huge figure, there are air flying pterosaurs, are the main fish dragon, a land of tyrannosaurus rex. We will be surprised to find their own ancestors is man! They pick fruit, hunting with his bare hands, had a social life. We can fully understand the long history of the Chinese nation, the ancient battlefield of Mercedes in Mr Breastplates. We feel the arc DE triomphe, the Eiffel Tower, the ancient Egyptian pyramid, the statue of liberty, grand, magnificent!

In this colorful world, we see the world the mysteries of many mysterious and fascinating. We like a sponge to absorb knowledge, know how the moon formed, know the relationship between the moon and the tides, know the gravitation. Know the solar system, the Milky Way know why fall and winter night, met a lunar eclipse, learned a lot of scientific reason.

In this colorful world, we learned about the Great Wall, shanhaiguan east it, through the mountains, across the deep canyons, stretch spanning in desert and grassland, jiayuguan, has been at the finish is ancient Chinas largest defensive military engineering. We understand the galactic pours, whitewater, Niagara Falls, it is located in the eastern United States and Canada border on the Niagara river, between the great lakes lake Erie and lake Ontario, is one of the three largest waterfalls in the worlds most famous. Understand the halong bay is a bay in the north of Vietnam, it is in the west of the beibu gulf. Ancient legends have a group of white dragon from a distance, attracted by the beautiful scenery here, down from the sky in the gulf, white dragon mountain dew, into various strange mountain different island. To understand the...

Ah, I havent played, in reading a book before you! How, it is a good book? The content of the book is rich and colorful, it formed a colorful world. Let us in this world of knowledge and drinking...

在生活中,我们偶尔会听到一些人说:读书很无聊其实，他们错了!书，是知识的源泉，更是一个色彩斑斓的世界。只要你打开它，你就会被里面多姿多彩、五花八门、引人入胜的内容深深地迷住……

在这个色彩斑斓的世界里，我们好象看到了恐龙庞大的身影,有空中飞行的翼手龙,有在水中捞月的鱼龙,有横行陆地的霸王龙。我们会惊奇地发现自己的祖先竟是猿人!他们摘果实、赤手空拳狩猎,过着群居的生活。我们能尽情地了解中华民族漫长的历史,奔驰在金戈铁甲的古战场。我们感受到凯旋门、埃菲尔铁塔、古埃及金字塔、自由女神像的宏伟、壮丽!

在这个色彩斑斓的世界里，我们看到了大千世界许多神秘又精彩的奥秘。我们像海绵一样尽情地吸收知识，知道了月球是怎样形成的,知道了月球和潮汐的关系,知道了万有引力。认识了太阳系银河系,认识了为什么秋天和冬天夜晚较长,认识了月食,懂得了许许多多科学道理。

在这个色彩斑斓的世界里，我们了解了万里长城，它东起山海关，穿过高山，越过深谷，伸蜒于沙漠和草原，一直到达终点嘉峪关,是我国古代规模最大的防御性军事工程。我们了解了银河倾泻，白浪滔天的尼亚加拉大瀑布，它位于美国东部和加拿大交界处尼加拉河上，介于五大湖伊利湖和安大略湖之间，是世界最著名的三大瀑布之一。了解了下龙湾是越南北方的一个海湾，它位于北部湾西部。传说古代有一群白龙从远方飞来，被这里的绮丽风光吸引，从天上下来留在海湾里,白龙翻腾激浪，化作千姿百态的奇山异岛。了解了……

呵，我还没讲玩，你就先在看书了!怎么样，书的确不错吧?书里的内容是丰富多彩的，它构成了一个色彩斑斓的世界。让我们在这个世界里求知、陶醉……

Now, I am studying in Tiantao Primary School. I am a student of Grade six.

The campus is beautiful. There are many tress, flowers and grass in my school.

Tiantao Primary School is famous in my city. It is very good. There are two

teaching buildings and a office building. There are about 600 hundred students

and 40 teachers in my school. I like going to school. I can study and play games

in school.

Before the holiday, my mood is mixed, I always have to meet the mood of the plan is the end of the holiday in a twinkling of an eye, I always looked at it like a flash in the pan with the mood of excitement unbearable holiday.

Holidays, although have piles of homework, but for me, that is the sweetest, most beautiful trap. Time, however, is that I have a miserable life. Originally present a wonderful holiday, is actually the most painful to enjoy! At this moment, I heard a child not far from the noise, is suddenly enlighted, I originally is far from the door to freedom, with the speed of light also cant catch up with. At this time, I like eighteen layers of hell from heaven fell to the bottom, can not help but sigh deeply.

Vacation, I went to the Forbidden City is the most unforgettable, when I was in the museum attracted to exquisite porcelain, I like a cageling general freedom is let out, forget yesterday. The painful memories, like chains, I still cannot forget right now.

See vacation to the end, I would like a horse fierce eat grass back, although I kept in combat and mathematics, but, I still very like to finish this period of painful memories.

In the imperial palace, I saw many, jade and precious cultural relics of Buddha, I also learned the use and practice of bronze ware, enough a lot of knowledge. Knowledge and fully enjoy the trip!

放假前，我的心情是五味杂陈的，我总是有着满足的心情计划转眼间就结束的假期，我总是以兴奋难耐的心情看着那宛如昙花一现的假期。

放假时，虽有堆积如山的作业，但对我而言，那是最甜的折磨，最美的陷阱。可是，时间却令我有种度日如年的感觉。原来眼前美好的假期，其实是最痛苦的享受啊!这时的我，听见不远处有小孩的嬉闹声，才恍然大悟，我原来离自由之门有十万八千里，用光速也无法追到。这时，我就像从天堂掉到十八层地狱的底端，不禁深深叹一口气。

假期生活中，我最难忘的便是前往故宫了，我在馆内被细腻的瓷器吸引时，我就像笼中鸟被放出一般自由，忘了昨日的苦。那段痛楚的回忆就像枷锁一样，我到现在依旧忘不了。

眼看假期到了尾声，我就像马一样猛吃回头草，虽然我不停在和数学战斗，可是，我还是十分喜欢回味这段痛苦的回忆。

在故宫，我看见了许多珍贵的文物、玉器以及佛像，我也学到了青铜器的用途以及做法，充足了许多知识。并充分享受这段知识之旅!

As the winterVacationhas come, my families decide to do something

different. We spend the time in foreign country, which is a very warm place for

me. We fly to Thailand and it is the summer weather all the time. I feel so

comfortable and enjoy the sunshine there. It is the best winter holiday for

me.

To improve your English reading， you should， first of all， choose something you feel important or interesting to read. Dont try to read everything. You should begin with those written in simple English. Dont read those which prove difficult for you at the very beginning.

While reading， dont read too slowly or look up every new word you meet with. After reading a passage and having its main idea in mind， you may turn back and read it again. This time you read it slowly and look up some new words if necessary.

Keep on reading in this way and youll surely make progress little by little.

Since the childhood, I contact most is books.

Experience the vibrant spring, scorching sun of summer, the leaves blowing in the autumn of vanity jade build by laying bricks or stones in the winter, I realized more pleasure from the book.

I most like to see the book is "twenty-four histories", these two books of the romance of three kingdoms.

Often open the two books, I couldnt help to enjoy them, it seems is the man. Read about the sad sentence, my heart cant help but give birth to mourn; Description of scenery, I want; Describe happy like, I just silly smile.

"Rolling in the Yangtze river in the winter of a mill, spray all heroes. Success or failure is turned empty. Castle peak is still in, just a few degrees sunset."

"The moon used to white hair on the river, watching the spring months. A pot of unstrained wine or liquor reunions. Ancient and modern how many things, have to pay a proverb."

This word is aptly describes the situation in the three and the emotion, it is make me cry from the heart.

There are poems, composition, all let me drunk so story. Learn these knowledge for me to gain a wide variety of awards, learned many Chinese book knowledge.

Have a tragic, for non-ferrous, the view is sentient beings, both culture, again long knowledge, this is the pleasure of reading.

从小到大，我接触最多的便是书。

经历了生机勃勃的春，骄阳似火的夏，落叶飘飞的秋，粉妆玉砌的冬，我从书中体会了更多的乐趣。

我最喜欢看的书是《二十四史》、《三国演义》这两本书。

每每翻开这两本书，我就情不自禁地陶醉其中，似乎自己就是那个人。读描写悲伤句子，我心中不由生出悲哀;描写景物的，我触景生情;描写开心之类的，我就傻乎乎地笑。

“滚滚长江冬逝水，浪花淘尽英雄。是非成败转头空。青山依旧在，几度夕阳红。”

“白发渔樵江渚上，惯看秋月春月。一壶浊酒喜相逢。古今多少事，都付笑谈中。”

这首词十分贴切描写了三国局势与情感，这十分让我哀从心生。

还有古诗、作文、故事都让我如此沉醉。学到的这些知识为我夺取了多种奖项，学到了语文书许多没有的知识。

有悲有喜，有生有色，有情有景，既修文化，又长见识，这就是读书的乐趣。

Passage Two

Questions 26 to 30 are based on the following passage.

The worlds environment is surprisingly healthy. Discuss. If that were an examination topic, most students would tear it apart, offering a long list of complaints: from local smog(烟雾)to global climate change, from the felling(砍伐)of forests to the extinction of species. The list would largely be accurate, the concern legitimate. Yet the students who should be given the highest marks would actually be those who agreed with the statement. The surprise is how good things are, not how bad.

After all, the worlds population has more than tripled during this century, and world output has risen hugely, so you would expect the earth itself to have been affected. Indeed, if people lived, consumed and produced things in the same way as they did in 1900 , the world by now would be a pretty disgusting place: smelly, dirty, toxic and dangerous.

But they dont. The reasons why they dont, and why the environment has not been ruined, have to do with prices, technological innovation, social change and government regulation in response to popular pressure. That is why todays environmental problems in the poor countries ought, in principle, to be solvable.

Raw materials have not run out, and show no sign of doing so. Logically, one day they must: the planet is a finite place. Yet it is also very big, and man is very ingenious. What has happened is that every time a material seems to be running short, the price has risen and, in response, people have looked for new sources of supply, tried to find ways to use less of the materials, or looked for a new substitute. For this reason prices for energy and for minerals have fallen in real terms during the century. The same is true for food. Prices fluctuate, in response to harvests, natural disasters and political instability; and when they rise, it takes some time before new sources of supply become available. But they always do, assisted by new farming and crop technology. The long-term trend has been downwards.

[英语阅读理解作文

今天是大年三十，除夕夜。家家户户都是一家人坐在一起吃年夜饭。

Today is thirty of the year, new years Eve. Every family is a family sitting together to eat a years dinner.

没吃一会儿门外就响起了“噌……碰”或者“啪啪啪……”的声响，我们一家人放下碗、筷，跑到门口看，这是哥哥说了一句话：不如我们也拿几个烟火出来放吧！我们所有人点头表示同意。我们将烟火放在门前，哥哥走到烟火旁用打火机点燃，便马上跑了回来。我听见“噌……”的一声就回过头来看，只见一朵花，无颜六色：红的象征着喜庆，蓝的象征着智慧、绿的象征着生机、黄的象征着温暖、紫的象征着浪漫……一会天女散花，一会枪林弹雨，七色的小球一颗颗落下，犹如一道彩虹。这是几乎所有的人家都开始放烟花了，一瞬间天空变成了烟花的海洋，各种色彩，各种样子，都在天空中绽开。快乐的寒假作文200字

Rang "bass didnt have a door...... Touch "or" popping......" The sound of the sound, our family put down the bowl, chopsticks, run to the door to see, this is the brother said a word: it is not as good as we also take a few fireworks out to put it! All of us nodded to express consent. We put the fireworks in front of the door, and the brother came to the fire and lit it with a lighter, and then he ran back. I hear the bass......" With a look back, I saw a flower without color. Red symbolizes joy. Blue symbolizes intelligence and green, which symbolizes vitality. Yellow symbolizes warmth and purple, symbolizing romance. A moment later seven a hail of bullets, The heavenly maids scatter blossoms., a ball down, like a rainbow. Almost all the people began to put off fireworks, and in a moment the sky turned into a sea of fireworks. All kinds of colors and appearances were blooming in the sky. 200 words of happy winter vacation

深夜伴随着十秒钟声倒计时的响起，又是一阵“噼里啪啦……”的声响，人们好像在庆祝这新的一年的到来的确，在这值得高兴的日子里，唯有烟花，才能吐出我们那喜悦的心情；唯有烟花，才能烘托这喜庆的气氛。除夕的烟花异常的美丽，人们脸上的笑容异常灿烂，鞭炮声异常的响……

The night with the sound sounded ten seconds countdown, it is a "crackling......" The sound of people seems to be celebrating this new year. Indeed, in this happy day, only fireworks can spit out our joyful mood. Only fireworks can foil this festive atmosphere. The unusual beauty of the fireworks on the eve of the new years Eve, the smiling face of the peoples face, the abnormal sound of the sound of the firecrackers...

My father is a tall man with a pair of glasses. Everyone says he is a kind-hearted man. He often helps his neighbours and some strangers whom he doesnt know at all. He has really done a lot for others. I dont like him to do so because I think it has taken him too much time. When I discourage him, he always says with a smile,"The world needs warm hearts."

My father loves his family, and loves his work even better. In the company, he is called "workaholic" He spends most of his time working, and often forgets to have meals or to go to bed.As a result,he doesnt enjoy good health.

My father likes reading in his spare time. He told me reading was very interesting. I became interested in reading little by little. I like books, because they help me in many ways.

My father has a bad habit he likes smoking very much. I hate it. See, the house is full of smoke. I know its bad for his health as well as mothers and mine. I advise him to give up smoking. Im sure he will follow my advice some day.

Such is my father. I am proud of having such a good father.

我的爸爸个子高高的，戴着一副眼镜。大家都说他是个好心肠的人。他经常帮邻居排忧解难，对于一些他压根不认识的陌生人，他也总是尽力相助。他为别人真是付出了许多许多。我不愿意他这么做，因为这花费了他太多的时间。每当我劝阻他时，爸爸总是笑着说：“世界需要热心肠嘛!”

爸爸热爱家庭，更注重事业，公司里的人都叫他“工作狂”。他把大部分时间都用于工作，为工作他常常废寝忘食。过度的劳累使他的健康状况欠佳。

爸爸闲暇时爱读书。他告诉我，读书很有趣。我渐渐地对读书产生了兴趣。我爱上了书，因为书对我帮助很大。

爸爸有个坏习惯——太爱吸烟。我不喜欢他抽烟。瞧，家里充满了烟味。我知道吸烟有害他的健康，对我和妈妈也有害无益。我建议他戒烟。我相信总有一天他会这么做的。

这就是我的爸爸，我为有这样的好爸爸而自豪。

每年的暑假，爸爸妈妈都会放下手中的工作，带我去旅游，让我感受大自然的气息，多长长见识，但我觉得最难忘的和最快乐的是去年暑假期间，爸爸妈妈带我去大连游玩。

The annual summer vacation, mom and dad will put down the work, take me to travel, let me feel the breath of nature, how long to see, but I think the most memorable and happy is the last summer holiday, my parents took me to visit dalian.

我一到大连就跑到了海边，看见了金灿灿的沙滩，还有一群一群在海里游泳的人们。我们三个人赤着脚在沙滩上捡贝壳，我和妈妈捡得贝壳又大又漂亮，接着我拿出一把小铲子，妈妈拿来一个小水桶，我们一起堆沙子，小沙子在太阳的照射下，像一颗颗金色的宝石，美极了!爸爸走过来拉着我的手，一步一步的走向大海，海浪一个一个的涌过来，打在了我的腿，我既兴奋又有些紧张，但我看到大海里有许多和我一般大的孩子在游泳时，我就不紧张了，很快适应了海水，带上游泳圈自由自在地在大海里游玩，开心极了。

I went to the seaside to Dalian, see the golden beach, there are a group of a group of people swimming in the sea. We three people barefoot pick up shells on the beach, my mother and I pick up shells are large and beautiful, and then I come up with a small shovel, my mother brought a small bucket, together we pile of sand, sand in the sun, like a golden gem, beautiful! Father came and took me by the hand, step by step into the sea, the waves of a coming, and hit me in the leg, and I both excited and nervous, but I see the sea there are many and I generally children in swimming, I was not nervous, very quickly to the sea water, with swimming circle take ones ease playing in the sea, very happy.

在回来的路上我依依不舍，心里暗暗地想，明年有机会我还会来大连玩的，再见了!大连!

Be reluctant to part I on the way back, my heart secretly think, next year I will have the opportunity to play in Dalian, goodbye! Dalian!

Ms Jerry is a foreign teacher. She oomes from New Zealand. She is thirty-one years old. She has fair hair, white skin and gray eyes. She is tall and slim. She looks very kind. And in fact, she is kind indeed.

Ms Jerry is a good teacher. Although she only comes to our school twice a week, yet she is very responsible to her work and strict with her students. Once. she was ill, but she went on giving us lessons. When we learned this, we all listened to her even more attentively than usual.

Ms Jerry teaches us English with great enthusiasm:" Eaoh lesson she Will bring us new pictures, new stories, new games and new songs. Her class is always full of happy laughter and merry songs.

Ms Jerry is such a good teacher that all of us love and respect her.

It (Example:0) 8 o’clock 41，and the last bus42at the second bus stop.A middleaged woman got out,and the conductor was going to ring the bell for43to start the bus again,just at that moment he saw a small child44at the bus stop.

“What’s wrong with you?” the bus conductor said to the boy.

“Well,my mother gave me ten pence to go home by bus after school,but I45the money after I finished playing football with my classmates,” the child answered, “so I have to walk all the way home.”

“That’s OK.” said the conductor. “Come on.We’ll take you home.”

The child thanked him,46the bus and sat down near the door.The conductor rang the bell,then the bus started. “How47are you living?” asked the conductor.

The child told him the name of the place where he lived.It was about two miles away,and48would have cost him two pence if the child had had the money to pay for it.

The conductor went to give some other people on the bus their tickets,and when he came back a few minutes49,he saw that child crying again.

“And what’s the matter with you now?” he asked. “Aren’t you on your way home?”

“Yes,I am,” answered the child, “but what about my change?You haven’t given it to me,have you?You should give me50.”

[英语阅读作文

她是一个很平凡的人。一张白皙而以俏丽的脸上；两道细溜溜的眉毛；一双小而有神眼睛，薄薄的嘴唇，常常挂着恬静的微笑。她个子不高，站在我们中间像是我们的一员。

她是一个很幽默，可爱的人。一次她在黑板上画了一只猴子，指着画，请了一个开小差的同学问她这是什么。她一慌之下把monkey说成了lizard。陆老师瞪大眼睛，装出一脸狐疑，轻声地问：“同学们，你们看到过像这种品种的lizard吗？下面一阵哄堂大笑。老师及时纠正说：“这是monkey，以后上课要认真听。”

有一次，有位同学上课在开小差，陆老师轻轻地走过去，拍拍他的肩膀说：“革命尚未成功，同志仍需努力啊！”小朋友有错误时，陆老师从不正面批评而是用巧妙的语言给予提醒。

在她的英语课上总是充满了欢声笑语，我们也越来越喜欢英语了！

There were three of them. There were four of us, and April lay on the campsite and on the river, a mixture of dawn at a damp extreme and the sun in the leaves at cajole. This was Deer Lodge on the Pine River in Ossipee, New Hampshire, though the lodge was naught but a foundation remnant in the earth. Brother Bentleys father, Oren, had found this place sometime after the First World War, a foreign affair that had seriously done him no good but he found solitude abounding here. Now we were here, post World War II, post Korean War, Vietnam War on the brink. So much learned, so much yet to learn.

Peace then was everywhere about us, in the riot of young leaves, in the spree of bird confusion and chatter, in the struggle of pre-dawn animals for the start of a new day, a Cooper Hawk that had smashed down through trees for a squealing rabbit, yap of a fox at a youngster, a skunk at rooting.

We had pitched camp in the near darkness, Ed LeBlanc, Brother Bentley, Walter Ruszkowski, myself. A dozen or more years we had been here, and seen no one. Now, into our campsite deep in the forest, so deep that at times we had to rebuild sections of narrow road (more a loggers path) flushed out by earlier rains, deep enough where we thought wed again have no traffic, came a growling engine, an old solid body van, a Chevy, the kind I had driven for Frankie Pike and the Lobster Pound in Lynn delivering lobsters throughout the Merrimack Valley. It had pre-WW II high fenders, a faded black paint on a body youd swear had been hammered out of corrugated steel, and an engine that made sounds too angry and too early for the start of day. Two elderly men, we supposed in their seventies, sat the front seat; felt hats at the slouch and decorated with an assortment of tied flies like a miniature bandoleer of ammunition on the band. They could have been conscripts for Emilano Zappata, so loaded their hats and their vests as they climbed out of the truck.

"Mornin, been yet?" one of them said as he pulled his boots up from the folds at his knees, the tops of them as wide as a big mouth bass coming up from the bottom for a frog sitting on a lily pad. His hands were large, the fingers long and I could picture them in a shop barn working a primal plane across the face of a maple board. Custom-made, old elegance, those hands said.

"Barely had coffee," Ed LeBlanc said, the most vocal of the four of us, quickest at friendship, at shaking hands. "Weve got a whole pot almost. Have what you want." The pot was pointed out sitting on a hunk of grill across the stones of our fire, flames licking lightly at its sides. The pot appeared as if it had been at war, a number of dents scarred it, the handle had evidently been replaced, and if not adjusted against a small rock it would have fallen over for sure. Once, a half-hour on the road heading north, noting it missing, wed gone back to get it. When we fished the Pine River, coffee was the glue, the morning glue, the late evening glue, even though wed often unearth our beer from a natural cooler in early evening. Coffee, camp coffee, has a ritual. It is thick, it is dark, it is potboiled over a squaw-pine fire, it is strong, it is enough to wake the demon in you, stoke last evenings cheese and pepperoni. First man up makes the fire, second man the coffee; but into that pot has to go fresh eggshells to hold the grounds down, give coffee a taste of history, a sense of place. That means at least one egg be cracked open for its shells, usually in the shadows and glimmers of false dawn. I suspect thats where "scrambled eggs" originated, from some camp like ours, settlers rushing west, lumberjacks hungry, hoboes lobbying for breakfast. So, camp coffee has made its way into poems, gatherings, memories, a time and thing not letting go, not being manhandled, not being cast aside.

英语作文阅读：AnEmptyBox

Once upon a time, a man punished his 5-year-old daughter for using up the familys only roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight, and he became even more upset when on Christmas Eve, he saw that the child had pasted the gold paper so as to decorate a shoebox to put under the Christmas tree.

Nevertheless, the next morning the little girl, filled with excitement, brought the gift box to her father and said, "This is for you, Daddy!"

As he opened the box, the father was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction.

But when he opened it, he found it was empty and again his anger flared. "Dont you know, young lady, " he said harshly, "when you give someone a present theres supposed to be something inside the package!"

The little girl looked up at him with tears rolling from her eyes and said: "Daddy, its not empty. I blew kisses into it until it was all full."

The father was crushed. He fell on his knees and put his arms around his precious little girl. He begged her to forgive him for his unnecessary anger.

An accident took the life of the child only a short time later. It is told that the father kept that little gold box by his bed for all the years of his life. Whenever he was discouraged or faced difficult problems he would open the box, take out an imaginary kiss, and remember the love of this beautiful child who had put it there.

In a very real sense, each of us as human beings have been given an invisible golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, family, friends and God.

There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.

英语作文阅读：HappinessEquateswithFun

I live in Hollywood. You may think people in such a glamorous, fun-filled place are happier than others. If so, you have some mistaken ideas about the nature of happiness.

Many intelligent people still equate happiness with fun. The truth is that fun and happiness have little or nothing in common. Fun is what we experience during an act. Happiness is what we experience after an act. It is a deeper, more abiding emotion.

Going to an amusement park or ball game, watching a movie or television, are fun activities that help us relax, temporarily forget our problems and maybe even laugh. But they do not bring happiness, because their positive effects end when the fun ends.

I have often thought that if Hollywood stars have a role to play, it is to teach us that happiness has nothing to do with fun. These rich, beautiful inpiduals have constant access to glamorous parties, fancy cars, expensive homes, everything that spells "happiness".

But in memoir after memoir, celebrities reveal the unhappiness hidden beneath all their fun: depression, alcoholism, drug addiction, broken marriages, troubled children, profound loneliness.

The way people cling to the belief that a fun-filled, pain-free life equates happiness actually diminishes their chances of ever attaining real happiness. If fun and pleasure are equated with happiness, then pain must be equated with unhappiness. But, in fact, the opposite is true: More times than not, things that lead to happiness involve some pain.

As a result, many people avoid the very endeavors that are the source of true happiness. They fear the pain inevitably brought by such things as marriage, raising children, professional achievement, religious commitment, civic or charitable work, and self-improvement.

英语作文阅读：TodayisaGift

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room‘s only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. And every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old trees graced the landscape, and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn‘t hear the band - he could see it in his mind‘s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days and weeks passed. One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone. Slowly and painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the world outside. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it for himself. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."

英语作文阅读：IsPackingImportanttoYou

A young man was getting ready to graduate from college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealers showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.

As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation, his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautiful wrapped gift box. Curious, but somewhat disappointed, the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Bible, with the young mans name embossed in gold.

Angrily, he raised his voice to his father and said, "With all your money you give me a Bible?" He then stormed out of the house, leaving the Bible.

Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He had a beautiful home and a wonderful family, but realizing his father was very old, he thought perhaps he should go to see him. He had not seen him since that graduation day. Before he could make the arrangements, he received a telegram telling him his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son. He needed to come home immediately and take care of things.

When he arrived at his fathers house, sudden sadness and regret filled his heart. He began to search through his fathers important papers and saw the still new Bible, just as he had left it years ago.

With tears, he opened the Bible and began to turn the pages. As he was reading, a car key dropped from the back of the Bible. It had a tag with the dealers name, the same dealer who had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his graduation, and the words… "PAID IN FULL".

How many times do we miss blessings because they are not packaged as we expected? I trust you enjoyed this. Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; but remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for. Sometimes we dont realize the good fortune we have or we could have because we expect "the packaging" to be different. What may appear as bad fortune may in fact be the door that is just waiting to be opened.

英语作文阅读：TheBabyEagle

Once upon a time there was a baby eagle living in a nest perched on a cliff overlooking a beautiful valley with waterfalls and streams, trees and lots of little animals, scurrying about enjoying their lives.

The baby eagle liked the nest. It was the only world he had ever known. It was warm and comfortable, had a great view, and even better, he had all the food and love and attention that a great mother eagle could provide. Many times each day the mother would swoop down from the sky and land in the nest and feed the baby eagle delicious morsels of food. She was like a god to him, he had no idea where she came from or how she worked her magic.

The baby eagle was hungry all the time, but the mother eagle would always come just in time with the food and love and attention he craved. The baby eagle grew strong. His vision grew very sharp. He felt good all the time.

Until one day, the mother stopped coming to the nest.

The baby eagle was hungry. "Im sure to die," said the baby eagle, all the time.

"Very soon, death is coming," he cried, with tears streaming down his face. Over and over. But there was no one there to hear him.

Then one day the mother eagle appeared at the top of the mountain cliff, with a big bowl of delicious food and she looked down at her baby. The baby looked up at the mother and cried "Why did you abandon me? Im going to die any minute. How could you do this to me?"

The mother said, "Here is some very tasty and nourishing food, all you have to do is come get it."

"Come get it!" said the baby, with much anger. "How?"

The mother flew away.

The baby cried and cried and cried.

A few days later, "Im going to end it all," he said. "I give up. It is time for me to die."

He didnt know his mother was nearby. She swooped down to the nest with his last meal.

"Eat this, its your last meal," she said.

The baby cried, but he ate and whined and whined about what a bad mother she was.

"Youre a terrible mother," he said. Then she pushed him out of the nest.

He fell.

Head first.

Picked up speed.

Faster and faster.

He screamed. "Im dying Im dying," he cried. He picked up more speed.

He looked up at his mother. "How could you do this to me?"

He looked down.

The ground rushed closer, faster and faster. He could visualize his own death so clearly, coming so soon, and cried and whined and complained. "This isnt fair!" he screamed.

Something strange happens.

The air caught behind his arms and they snapped away from his body, with a feeling unlike anything he had ever experienced. He looked down and saw the sky. He wasnt moving towards the ground anymore, his eyes were pointed up at the sun.

"Huh?" he said. "What is going on here!"

"Youre flying," his mother said.

"This is fun!" laughed the baby eagle, as he soared and ped and swooped.

"Yes it is!" said the mother.

[英语作文阅读：The Three Fishermen

My life in 20 years

In 20 years, I think I will be a tour guide because I like to travel.

As a tour guide, I will go to different places of interest and meet a lot

of tourists. I will learn several kinds of foreign languages because I will meet

tourists from different countries. I will live in Yongchuan. Because it’s a

beautiful city. And I will also get married. I will have a beautiful wife and

two children. I love the nature, so I will go hiking with my family.

I’m sure my life will be very wonderful in the future.

All of us like our physics teacher, Miss Gao. When our class master asked for leave, Miss Gao took his place. Although her family name is Gao一in Chinese it means tall-shes really shorter than all the other teachers. But we have never paid attention to her height，instead we are always interested in her lessons. She is strict with us so we have made great progress in physics. Now our class master has come back, but we still regard Miss Gao as our second class master.