给英语老师一封信怎么写【汇编20篇】

l am a pupil,l usually get up at six oclock.Then l wash my hands and my

face,clean my teeth. My mother has cooked A meal by seven oclock. After having

my breakfast,l must go to school. We do morning exercises at ten oclock. we

close school at half past eleven. We have luch at home. At two, we begin our

classes again. We all finish our lessons at half past four. We have to leave our

school. This is my day.

Last November 24 was my birthday. I had a party at my home. My friends came

to my home in the afternoon and I got a lot of presents from them. At the party,

we ate a big cake, sang songs, watched TV and listened to music. We were very

happy. But all good things must come to an end. We said goodbye at about ten

oclock. We had a very good time on November 24.

I am seven years old now, though I am very small, I am on the way to grow

up. Two years ago, I couldn’t go out by myself, I dependent on my parents so

much, but now I am different now, I can talk to strangers and make friends with

them, I am not afraid of the strangers. In the future, I will become better and

better.

I have a happy family. My father is a doctor. My mother is a teacher. She

teaches Chinese. I am a student in Grade 7. On Sunday, we often go out for a

picnic. We are all very happy. Do you have a happy family too?

One day my mother asked me， "Son， do you think you have grown up?" I said，

"I have grown up， I am now a pupil， a glorious young pioneer! I am not so

naughty， nor arrogant." My mother smiled at me.

Now， I learned to do a lot of things. At night， I dared to sleep by myself.

I learned to organize my schoolbag. I learned to buy salt and soy sauce for my

mother. I learned to lead my grandmother across the street. I learned to help my

mother do some housework. One night， my mother came back from work to say that

she had a sore back， so I let her lie on the bed and beat her back. The mother

laughed again and said， "Son， you really grew up!"

dear teacher,

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

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

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

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

happy new year.

with every good wish.

yours sincerely dali wang

Dear Teacher：

I am just writing to say thank you.thank you for teaching us things we need to learn, thank you for being there for us when we have any problems, thanks for your devotion and willingness to help us, thank you for the love youve shown to us.

I am lucky to have a teacher like you. and no matter what kind of person i will become, you will always have your influence on me. You taught me how to study, how to live and even how to be a man. From you I learned what kind of person i want to be and what should i get from life. this means everything to me.

My dear teacher, no matter what you will always have a special place in my heart and i will remember what i have learned from you and carry the knowleges through my life!

Dear Ms. Smith,

Im Li Hua, Chairman of the Student Union of Yucai Middle School, which is close to your university. Im writing to invite you to be a judge at our English speech contest to be held in our school on June 15. It will start at 2:00 pm and last for about three hours. Ten students will deliver their speeches on the given topic "Man and Nature". It’s my honor if you can accept our invitation. Please call me at 123456 if you have any question.

I am looking forward to your reply. With best wishes.

Yours，

Li Hua

After a few hours of resting, it was time to do some evening chores. Jack

grabbed his notebook and pen, he put on his glasses; and tried to concentrate

and read about his notes he had written before bed last night.

“Going to tree house, many books on the floor; open page dinosaur, made a

wish; arrived at time of dinosaurs. Open page frog lake creek, made a wish;

arrived at adventure frog lake creek,” “Who is going to believe allthese? Not my

mother, not my father, not my teacher Mrs. Waltson…” Only his little sister

Annie, she had gone with to the time of the dinosaurs, and frog lake creek…

Suddenly there was a “Bang, bang, bang!” on the door, “Who is there?” asked

Jack, his little sister Annie pushed open the door; and said, “Can you sleep?”

“Nope, of course not, I didn’t do my evening chores; and besides, who wants to

do chores now and then?” “Do you want to go to the magic tree house?” “No, it is

too late, and mother and father would probably be angry if they figured we

aren’t in bed.” “Well I’m going,” said Annie, “All right,” answered Jack in a

sudden. He put on his jeans, and sweater, and then rushed out down stairs. Annie

came out with a flashlight; she shined it bright in Jack’s face, “Boo!” Jack was

scared, “Gotcha! Ha!” Jack was angry, “Annie, stop messing around;” “Okay, fine!

Ugh!” then Annie clipped the flashlight onto her belt.

Jack took another flashlight, then they tip-toed down stairs; when they

arrived, Jack said, “I don’t know Annie; i-i-i-i-t looks a bit scary and

dangerous…” “Oh come on scary cat! It’s just a tree house, do you want to see

the magic person and the golden medal or not!?” “Medallion, not medal;” said

Jack quietly. “Whatever, let us go and see what the golden medal looks like;

come on!” “Medallion!” said Jack, “And what if the magic person was not nice?!”

“You are such a scary cat; at least you get to take the gold medal as a reward

of you bravery.”

“Medallion!!” shouted Jack for the third time, “Come on, I know you are

caught up with this so called ‘Medallion’ thingy, let’s just go! Don’t waste

time!” after saying that, Annie climbed up the ladder all the way to the top of

the tree house; “Annie! No!” shouted Jack, but he was too late; Annie already

climbed up, Jack had no choice; he climbed up too, and when he arrived he found

the floor all covered with books, “let us make another wish so that we could

have another adventure!” “No!” cried Jack, “Well I’m going!” shouted Annie, he

found a page with a knight, she pointed to the picture; and within a second they

were surrounded by knights; “Oh no,” thought Jack.

Last week we did a survey about good places in our city. This is what we

learned. Most of high school are great. No.10 high school is the best of all. It

has the best teachers and it is the most beautiful. People’s hospital is the

best hospital in town. It has the most comfortable seat and the friendliest

service. Modern Cinema is better than any other movie theater. It has the

biggest screens. Xiwang Clothing Store is the most popular in our town and has

the best quality clothes. Hefei 168 FM is the best radio station. It has the

most news and the most interesting music. I hope our city can get better and

better.

I have a good friend.Her name is Tang Qing.She comes from China.And now she

lives in Shandong with her parents.She is a student in Class One, Grade

Seven.She is a good student at school.We often write e-mails on weekend.Do you

like her?

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

dear bob，

im very glad to learn that you will come to our city to study chinese in

jianxin college of chinese in september， and equally glad to find a place for

you to live in。 ive found a flat with a bedroom， kitchen and a bathroom， which

is on the third floor of a building on fangcao street。 the 35-square-metre flat

with furniture costs 500 yuan per month。

whats more， youll find it very convenient to live here because a bus stop

is right at the foot of the building。 and the college you will study in is at

the next stop。 you can go to the college either by bus or on foot。 in addition，

the environment of this area is very beautiful and people there are very

friendly and helpful。

i hope you will come soon and enjoy your stay here。

best wishes!

yours

li hua

Dear teacher,

Hello!

The teacher, you are like a red candle, although the burning of a red candle is brief, but the teacher you burn yourself to illuminate others hearts will never change, is everlasting!

Thank you for encouraging us all the time. You always pay attention to us with concern when we try. Even if we fail, you will not only not be sarcastic to us, but also tell us what to do and guide us.

Thank you, beloved teacher, it is you for us to correct one after another homework, you use the red ink and pen, in our writing, shed how much sweat ah! You use the red ink and pen, in our writing, pay how much effort ah! Every time I see the homework marked with red ink, I will think of you -- the figure correcting homework under the dim light!

Fourth grade next semester final exam in the afternoon, I was writing the test paper, my stomach up suddenly, I endured the pain in a hurry finished fill in the paper, in the end, I really cant stand the pain, I think of go home from school, I know that from the school was still early, will tell the teacher, the teacher quickly take out a cellular phone a phone call to my dad. The teacher also asked me from time to time whether my stomach was still painful. The teachers concerned eyes, let me feel a trace of warmth.

Teacher is the most glorious career under the sun, you teach us the knowledge bit by bit, you get up early and get up late to prepare lessons every day, and then teach us the knowledge. How many hours of sleep you have lost for us!

Teacher you treat us, like your own children, is you take us to swim in the ocean of knowledge, is you take us through the naive childhood, you put us a ignorant child education into a qualified pupil. You did so much for us!

Teacher, thank you for all that you have done for me with your blood and sweat. I wish you a happy holiday!

12 May 2006

Dear Sir,

I am writing to apply for a British Council scholarship to study in Britain. I did my five years basic training in medicine at Shanghai University. After this I successfully completed a one-year postgraduate course in Ophthalmology at the Peoples General Hospital, where I am at present serving a two-year probation in the Eye Clinic.

As a result of the publication in 2003 of my article in New Scientist entitled "Soft and Rigid Contact Lenses ", which was based on a survey of 37 patients over 6 months, I made contact with Dr. Li Ming of the Capital Hospital and Dr. Ma Li of the University College Hospital. I have received their help and advice with my current research project, which is a two-year survey of the acceptance of various types of contact lenses in 200 patients.

Despite their help, I feel that I cannot make real progress in this field unless I can actually have day-to-day contact with these specialists. I would therefore like to continue my research at either the Capital Hospital or the UCH as soon as my probationary period here is completed, and I would like to study in Britain for two years.

I enclose a detailed curriculum vitae and an offprint of my article, together with two letters of recommendation from Dr. Li Ming and Dr. Ma Li.

Yours faithfully,

Lily Chen

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

亲爱的梁老师：

您好!我写信是想要感谢你为我做出的努力。在你的帮助下，我在学习上取得了很大的进步。一年前，我的学习成绩很差，我不想再学习了，但是你从来没有放弃我。你告诉我我很聪明。只要努力，我一定很棒。近年，你很关心我的学习，帮了我很多。当我犯错的时候，你总是指出错误并帮我更正。现在，我的学习比以前好多了，我想向你表达我的感激。祝您一切顺利。

When I was very small, I had always heard many stories from my uncle,

because he traveled a lot. So I have made up my mind. When I grew up, I must

travel around the world, which is my biggest dream. In order to realize my

dream, the first thing for me to do is to master English well, so I spend many

hours to learn. I can realize my dream some day.

Today, I look out of the window, outside a snow-white, the original snow,

this is the first snow in this winter! My back bags, walking in the street, the

street of snow covered with footprints, big and small.The roadside small branch

has some snow, like a winter grandpa to saplings on a white coat! Winter grandpa

covered wheat with a thick layer of the quilt. Come to campus, Holly leaf, full

of snow, the campus pine as hits the Christmas tree, very pretty. The a piece of

white on the playground behind the teaching building, there are many small

classmate snowball, the snowball fight there, who is already a big snowman.

The first snow in this winter is beautiful!

16 May 2006

Dear Mr. Williams,

Thank you for your letter of congratulation on my exam results. I was very pleased to hear from you. The results were a great relief. I did much better than I thought I would.

We are having a celebration party on Saturday 22 May and we shall be pleased if you can come. It is a party for me, but my parents and some of their old friends are joining in, so you will find

The party starts at half past six- drinks, and a buffet supper later. You said in your letter that youve given up driving, so my father will meet you with the car at San Mateo station. Please let me know what time your train arrives.

There is a good train back to San Palo at 10:30 and well arrange transport for you to catch that. I hope that wont be too late for you. It would be a pity if you had to leave while the party was still in full swing.I do hope that you will be able to come.

Yours sincerely,

Lily Chen

Dear David，

I am afraid that you will think me unpardonably negligent in not having

answered your letter dated 7, December sooner, but when I have told you the

reason, I trust you will be convinced that the neglect was excusable. When your

letter arrived, I was just in Hong Kong. As my family could not forward it to me

during my absence, it has been, therefore, lying on my desk until the moment

when I took it up. Now the first thing I have to hasten to do is to write to you

these few lines to express my deep regret.

I enjoyed many pleasant sights during my trip. I shall be pleased to give

you an account to of them when I see you next.

Sincerely yours,

Tom

My father?s name is Wang Yaohan. He has an English name, Jack. He is

thirty-eight years old. My father is a worker. Heworks in a factory. He has two

big eyes and two big ears. He has short hair. My father is very thin. He is only

fifty kilograms. He likes learning English very much. He learns English

everyday. My father likes watching TV. His favorite television channel is

CCTV-10, because he can learn a lot English from the program Outlook English at

that channel.

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