初一写给英语老师的一封信（最新19篇）

亲爱的王老师：

第一次见到您就是怕，再后来您教了我们一段时间后，就发现您其实不凶，至少我不觉得您凶；再后来，您的课堂更多的是快乐，在快乐中学习，我们的成绩也进步了。以前班上的人最不喜欢英语课了，觉得枯燥乏味，但是在九年级，英语课是被很多人喜欢的。

印象中最对不起您的事，就是之前背书那次，好多人没有背好我就打勾了，这是极不负责任的，为此我也感到十分抱歉。在这里还是想跟您说一句：“对不起。”多少次看着您连着上好几节课，都没时间批作业，更别说休息了。其实我们每个人除了心疼以外，还有一份溢于言表的敬佩。我敬佩您为了学生可以牺牲太多。之前寒假背口语，那么多人，那么多个视频，您一个个地认真听，那个工作量很大，您肯定很累吧。所以，我们还要真诚地说一句：“谢谢您！”

现在要毕业了，真正要写下来的时候又有点词穷的感觉，我有很多想说的话，有太多的留恋不舍，但终究要离开您了，以后一定回来看看您，看看亲爱的王老师。悄悄告诉您一个秘密，属于您和我们班的秘密，就是，Advantage，它的读音我们都读成——“爱的王恬静”（容许我叫一次名字哈）！以后我们毕业了，您也要天天开心，遇到下一届学生，希望比我们优秀，比我们听话。

中考时，我戴着您送给我的幸运手链，同学们都很羡慕，然后我就说：“羡慕吧，嫉妒吧，恨吧。”亲爱的王老师，我会一直爱您！还记得您给我吃的几次西瓜，还记得您的微笑，还记得您的声音，还记得您的那句：“把握今天，收获明天！”还记得中考时您衣服上的词：“comeon”……

王老师，我不是您最出色的学生，但您却是我最尊敬的老师。在这特殊的时刻，代表全班献给您一份崇高的敬意。

Dear Miss Nancy,

Much to my regret I was unable to keep my promise to attend your birthday

party last Saturday, owing to the fact that my little son was suddenly taken ill

early that day.

Hoping to see you soon.

Truly yours,

Tom

The International Childrens Day (ICD) is celebrated in numerous countries,

usually (but not always) on June 1 each year.

The ICD had its origin in the World Conference for the Wellbeing of

Children in Geneva, Switzerland in 1925. It is not clear as to why June 1 was

chosen as the ICD: one theory has it that the Chinese consul-general in San

Francisco (USA) gathered a number of Chinese orphans to celebrate the Dragon

Boat Festival in 1925, which happened to be on June 1 that year, and also

coincided with the conference in Geneva.

June 1 has since been observed as the ICD by numerous countries, especially

by Communist countries; in the Western world the ICD is usually celebrated on

other days of the year (if at all)， and there is often little public awareness

about these celebrations. (See the section on Germany below for further

discussions.) Consequently there is sometimes a misperception that June 1 as the

ICD was a Communist invention. Nonetheless, in recent years even some groups

within the United States started observing the ICD on June 1.

I like reading books so much, especially the comic book. When I start

reading, I can’t focus my attention for a long time if the books are words

everywhere, then I find comic book is perfect for me. I can not only read very

quickly, but also won’t feel bored. It is a good way for me to gain

knowledge.

Recently, it has been reported that a boy argued with his father and then

he left home and the policed found him, taking him home after half a month. It

sounds so ridiculous for the boy to leave home for such a long time, but

thinking further, the lack of communication between the father and the son makes

this joke. There always some people wonder why we need to get higher education,

because we may not earn money as much as the workers. In my opinion, the purpose

of education is not for the money, but for the better person we will become. If

the father knows how to communicate with his son and his son is considerate,

then things wouldn’t become so bad. We need receive education and become the

wise person, so we can communicate better and create a harmonious

environment.

Dear Mr. President,

My name is __, a sophomore majoring in International Trade. Having

learned and lived on campus for nearly two years, I have found university life

most exciting and instructive.

What happens around me every day has left a deep impression on me, but what

strikes me most is the canteen service on campus, so that for some time I have

had the keen desire to write to you, sharing with you my positive comments on

and negative feelings about it. On the one hand, we are happy to see that the

canteen staff has been sparing no efforts to guarantee food quality. As a

result, we are relieved from the anxiety that some food might be dirty, stale

and inedible. We also feel contented with the service provided by the canteen,

enjoying food in a homely atmosphere. On the other hand, improvements should be

made for the simple reason that prices for dishes are unreasonably high, and

that the canteen is not spacious enough and too noisy at times.

Therefore, to improve the overall service of the canteen the strengths

should be encouraged, while the weaknesses ought to be overcome by lowering

prices and expanding the canteen if possible.

Yours,

____

尊敬的校长:

我叫__，是国际贸易专业的大二学生,经历了将近两年的校园生活,我感觉大学生活非常令人兴奋。

周围每天所发生的一切都让我印象深刻,但是学校食堂的服务却很难让人满意。因此有好几次我都很想给你写信,与你分享好的评论和不好的感受。一方面,食堂不遗余力的`保证饭菜质量很让人欣慰,这样我们不用担心某些事物不干净,不新鲜,不宜食。对于食堂的服务我们也感到满意,学校为我们创造了家一样的氛围。另一方面,显而易见饭菜的价格太高,食堂不够宽敞,有时会很吵,这些都是需要改进的地方。

因此,应当加大力度改善食堂的整体服务,通过降低价格和扩大食堂来克服缺点。

尊敬您的____

When the sky is raining with the sun coming out, I will be very excited

because I know the rainbow will show up soon. I am always attracted by its

beautiful colors. It hangs in the sky, like a great miracle. As it is not often

to be seen, so when it shows up, people will be very happy to appreciate the

beautiful scenery.

My mom is about 45 years old.She has long hair and very big eyes. She is a

housewife. She always helps me with my homework before she cleans the house and

prepares dinner for my whole family. She is really a nice and kind mother.

My mom is always very reasonable. All she asks for is for me to complete my

schoolwork. If I get a good mark on my test,she will be very happy. If I dont

do well,she wont get angry. She will encourage me to do better next time.

I love my mom,so I give her a hug when I get home,and tell her she is the

best mom in the world.

Dear Blake，

Mrs。 White will soon leave for the United States and we will held a

farewell party for her which takes place from 6:00 p。m。 to 7:30 p。m。 on Friday，

May 20， 2012 at the School Club。 I am very pleased to invite you toparticipatein

the farewell party。 Another two foreign teachers you know， Mr。 Frazer and Miss

Gree are also invited。 Please join us to say goodbye to Mrs。 White。 You are

hoped to arrive at 5:50 p。m。 I look forward to see you on May 20。

Yours sincerely，

Yan Yang

尊敬的老师：

你好!

我是__小学六年级_班的学生__。我是一个活泼天真的小女孩。优点有很多，缺点也很多。我的优点是;会唱歌跳舞，还会做饭菜这些……缺点就是：粗心，健忘不够认真。

老师，我不喜欢那种“三天一小考，五天一大考”的老师，考考考把人都“考”焦了。我希望是那种上课时会偶尔开点小玩笑，上体育课和我们一起玩的老师。在阳光明媚的操场上一个班的同学正在进行各种游戏，欢乐的笑声连绵不绝，这种情形能在中学的校园发生。该多好呀?

未来的老师，我相信能当老师的一定是一个响亮名字，老师我是吴红，你永远是最美的。

祝你工作顺利

学生：__

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”.

Im sure everybody is interested in dream, so I will share a story with

you.

When we talk about dreams,we are so excited.We all have our own dreams,some

want to be teachers,others want to be doctors,others want to be

scientists.However,not all dreams can come true,as people always give them up

for some reason.

A dream is to a man what wings are to a bird. With a dream in the deep

heart`s core, a man is spontaneously driven to hitch his wagon to a star. A

dream is an inexhaustible source of energy that keeps our enthusiasm burning,

and kindles our desire to enhance our spiritual cultivation, refine our

character, and upgrade our quality of life. A life without a dream is like a

bird with broken wings, confined to a cage and oblivious of what lies beyond the

range of its vision. On the contrary, a man with a dream is like a warrior armed

with ambition, foresight and gallantry, daring to step into an unknown domain to

make a journey of adventure. It is dream that adds fullness, variety, and spice

to our life and makes it worth living.

I would like to take Liu Xiang as an example.Liu,as the first chinese man

to win an Olympic track and field medal,dreamed of defending his Olympic title

on home soil.To achieve this dream,he was bathed with sweat on the training

ground every day.What’s more,now and then he suffered injuries.However,neither

the injury nor the pressure has prevented him from striving to achieve the

goal.Eventually,he kept or even renewed his record in the men’s 110-meter hurdle

with his perseverance.

It is true that barriers may sometimes stand in the way of your dreams,but

remember success is hiding behind them.Instead of making dozens of excuses for

your failure,just think about Liu Xiang’s story,hold on your dreams and never

give up.

If you do not want your dreams to come to naught,then hold fast to your

dreams and never give up.Just as the saying goes,”Do not,for one repulse,forgo

the purpose that you resolved to effect.”

If you can do the following points,your dreams will come true one

day.First,plant your dream in a fertilized soil.Second,water it with your

diligence and give it the best food----knowledge.Third,remove the seeds of

unhappiness for they can destory your dream.The most important is let the seed

of your dream enjoy the beautiful sunshine,so what it can grow well.And however

hard the situation is,o not give it up and always give it your best care.Then

you will get a good harvest in the end.

Dreams are what we pursue for a lifetime,with many dreams,we have

motivation to fight for our life.The opposite side of dream is reality.We have

to face reality everyday,reality is what we perceive in our life.Reality always

frustrates us to be successful.We need to balance them.

Li Hua is a Yong Pioneer. He is going to the park. Now he is waiting for a

bus. Suddenly he finds a watchon theground.He askssome people, "Whose watch is

it?" But the watch isnt theirs. So he gives the watch to a policeman.

Now Li Hua gets on the bus. He is sitting near the window. An old woman

gets on the bus. She has no seat. So he stands up and says, "Here is a seat for

you, Granny. Please sit here"

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,

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.

Bean sprouts is a favorite of many people, I am no exception. Can be

appeared on the market in recent years, the poison bean sprouts, let a person.

Poison bean sprouts refers to the production process to join illegal additives

in bean sprouts, bean sprouts grow long, grow strong, has tremendous harm to the

human body. So, Thursday heald research class, the teacher let us home bean

sprouts.

Back home, I took out a bowl, put a Huang Doufang inside, then filled with

water on the sun insolates, a few days later, soybean is broken. My first

attempt, so failed. This have not been able to reassure my confidence, but I

feel will be able to make out of bean sprouts.

A few days later, I again is going to make bean sprouts, this time, I have

from the Internet to find the beans.

Dear Mr. Cao

Hello!

This new year, I have read a lot of books about the new year, and the book

that impresses me most is Spring Festival.

The author of Spring Festival is an Chengna. A long time ago, there was a

monster named "Nian". It had two sharp horns and covered with plum red scales.

Bigger than an elephant, fiercer than a tiger. It looks terrible. Every new

years Eve, "Nian" will come to the village to eat people. One year "Nian" came

again, and a young man said, "its better to fight with it than to let it eat!"

The young people nearby picked up the weapons on the ground and attacked Nian

one after another. Unfortunately, they were not the opponents of Nian, so they

were all eaten by Nian.

Since then, "Nian" has become more fierce, so every new years Eve people

will hide in caves. Another year, new years Eve arrived, just as people were

packing up, there was an old man begging. The old man asked people for food, but

people were very busy and had no time to pay attention to him. Suddenly, an old

woman gave him some food and advised him to go up the mountain to hide. But he

did not hurry to eat the food his wife gave him. The old woman advised him to

run for his life, but he said, "I have a way to get rid of Nian. She thought he

was talking crazy, so I had to leave him. In the middle of the night, Nian broke

into the village. She found a big red paper on her door, lit a candle in the

room, and burned a torch in the yard. "Year" carefully came to the door, and

suddenly came the "crackling" sound in the courtyard. Then an old man in red

came out laughing. "Nian" was so scared that he ran out of the village. The

original "year" most afraid of red, fire and explosion sound!

The next day, the people who took refuge were very surprised to see that

the village was safe and sound! The old woman suddenly realized that the

villagers talked about the old mans promise. People flocked to their wives and

in laws house. They saw red paper pasted in front of the door, and a pile of

unburned bamboo in the courtyard was still "popping" and several red candles in

the room were still flashing. In fact, the old man is to help people mirror out

"Nian" immortals.

Since then, every new years Eve, every family pastes couplets to set off

firecrackers, and every household has bright lights to keep the new year. People

call this traditional festival the Spring Festival.

After reading this book, I realized that the old beggar turned out to be a

fairy. I was so moved that the "year" was formed in this way. Now we also call

it "Spring Festival". I think this book is very popular. I have learned a lot

from it. I really want more foreigners to know and understand the true meaning

of the traditional Chinese festival "Spring Festival". thank you!

wish

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Your student: Huang Ziming

Dear Tony ，

Chongyang, the traditional Chinese festival for the elderly,即将来临

is coming around.

We are planning to visit the Nursing Home to celebrate the special day,

我们想邀请来自你们学校的同学们加入我们。

and we wound like to invite students from your school to join us.

我们计划数个活动We have planned several activities . When we get there , we will

visit the elderly in their rooms in groups, 向他们送花和自制的卡片，为了表达我们的尊敬和热爱。presenting

them with flowers and self--?made cards to show our respect and love. Then we

will do some cleaning and washing for them with the help of the nurses.

As some old people feel lonely .We may chat with them about their old days,

changes of our city, or anything they are interested in

.我们会给他们一些表演，例如：唱歌，舞蹈等等。

We may also give them some performances, such as singing, dancing and so

on.

我确定我们都会都中国的老人拥有更好的理解。I am sure we will both gain a better understanding of

the elderly inChina. If you have any suggestions, please let us know.

Looking forward to your early reply.

Yours,

Li Hua

Ali Baba quickly got as many bags of gold as his mules could carry, and

then put them in the sack; after that he placed the wood upon the gold so firmly

that the gold couldn’t be seen.

Then Ali Baba rode home with his mules, and carried the wood with bags of

gold into the house. After placing them on the floor, his wife came out with

porridge, “How are you today?” and his wife; Ali Baba smiled, “Better than

usual,” then he quickly poured the wood out, and under it was bags of gold. Ali

Baba’s wife was also astonished to find their good fortune. Ali Baba was pleased

as well.

His wife loved the gold so much, that she wanted to know how many pieces

there were. After dinner, his wife began to count, but Ali Baba stopped her and

said, “Wife, as much as it is to hear but you will never finish counting; if you

don’t finish today and wait for tomorrow then you will have to start from

scratch again.”

“You are right husband, but I still want to figure how much we have. How

about this, I will go to your brother Cassim’s house and borrow a measure, and

then measure how much we have, okay?” Ali Baba agreed, for he was almost the

person in the world to find out how much they have.

And so the next morning Ali Baba’s wife went to Cassim’s house to borrow a

measure, Cassim’s wife came out and said, “Sister, we have lots of measures; you

are welcome to borrow any one of them.” And then she went to the basement, and

got a bag of measure, and then Ali Baba’s wife picked one and went back to her

house. When she approached, she knelt down and began to measure. After a short

time, she went to Cassim’s house again to return the measure, not noticing that

one piece of gold coin stuck to the bottom of the measure. “Here you are

sister,” she said as she put the measure down, “I have finished using it.” And

then went away.

Cassim’s wife did not take long to realize the piece of pure gold coin. She

took it off and called Cassim, “Husband, I know you suspect that you are a rich

fellow; but your brother Ali Baba is ten times as rich as you, he does not count

his money; but measures them.”

Cassim looked at the gold coin and knew at once, “Ali Baba just pretended

that he was a poor fellow and borrows anything we have,” Cassim was not even

pleased at his brother’s good fortune, but was the opposite. And then Cassim led

his wife to Ali Baba’s house, “Ali Baba, tell me, where did you get all of this

good fortune.” At that moment, Ali Baba knew that the secret had been spread

though his own wife’s stupidity. “Look Ali Baba, if you don’t tell me where you

got this gold; I shall tell everybody, and not only will you get no more, but

you will have no more gold in the rest of your life! Ha!” laughed Cassim.

And so Ali Baba told him where he found the gold, and even the words he

knew of how to make the door open and shut. And so Cassim woke up early the next

morning, and took with his ten donkeys to fill the gold. He arrived at the place

where Ali Baba had told him, and pronounced these words, “Open Sesame!” the door

instantly opened wide, and inside of course; he found a chamber of pure gold,

and in it was gold.

Cassim filled as many bags of gold as he wanted. But when the robbers

arrived he was still filling. When the robbers found out, they used their swords

and soon killed him.

I want to be a famous reporter when I grow up,because reporter is really

funny and can travel around world.

I feel like traveling to Hawaii,but it will need a lot of money,and if I

become a famous reporter I dont need a lot of money!

I really want to become a reporter,what do you think?

我长大想当一名记者，因为记者非常有趣并且能周游世界。

我想去夏威夷旅行，但是那将需要很多钱。如果我成为一个著名的记者，我就不需要花那么多钱了。

我真的想成为一名记者，你觉得呢?