关于向日葵的英文作文汇总20篇

冬天来了，春天还会远吗？

——题记

在浏阳的大山深处，一株向日葵静静地生长着。四周是黑暗，吞噬希望的黑暗，可是她不曾放弃，只是用笑容折射出一片阳光……

近日，学校组织我们观看了一次电影——《向日葵女孩》，主角何平。

何平生于贫困，七岁时，便撑起了半个家——父亲外出打工，何平留在家中照看她的疯母亲，每天还要为鞭炮穿引线来赚取生活费。母亲不知为何而疯，为此，何平小小年纪便学会了独立，学会了用稚嫩的肩膀承担。雨天，她独自淋雨回家；省吃俭用为母亲买好吃的；同学欺侮母亲，她也毫不犹豫地挺身而出。让我印象最深的场景是何平为母亲买了一根糖，在众人面前表示并不想吃，拐角处却央求母亲让自己舔一口最后拿着剩下的小棒吸得津津有味——何平和她母亲好像是互换了位置，为此她担当了她本不用背负的东西。

何平升入高中后成绩出类拔萃，长期的全校第一，甚至于第二名拉开了七十分的差距。可是为了父亲和弟弟的病，她舍弃身名去借钱，为此不知遭受过多少奚落和白眼，而且还放弃了去许多知名大学深造的机会，选择了本省的湖南科技大学。而进入大学的她丝毫没有松懈，甚至把体弱多病的弟弟也接来了学校。为了还债，她做了七份兼职，凌晨便起床送报；而家境贫寒的她，竟为灾区捐赠了一千元——她的奖学金。

承担，是勇敢，是感动，是用生命绘成的水墨丹青。何平用实际行动为我们诠释了何为承担，何为孝顺，及何为承担又何为孝顺。而面对挫折，面对坎坷，何平已经不再畏惧，泪已经在七八岁时流完了，剩下的日子，再艰苦，再困难，也要笑着，笑出阳光和温暖，挺过去，走出低谷，走过烦恼，或许前面就是阳光，就是最美丽的彩虹。而何平用双手拨开了乌云，为自己，为家人打造出了一片蔚蓝天空。

老鹰需要经过跌落之苦，才能翱翔蓝天；梅花需要饱经风霜，才能一枝独秀；鲤鱼需要次次掉落，才能跃过龙门。也只有次次拼搏，经过此次磨砺，才能赢得最后的美好。

最后，向日葵用她的乐观照亮了她的一片天地。

向日葵，一个总向着阳光奔跑的孩子。每天，它都将脸向着阳光，感受阳光的轻抚。当太阳将细碎的金粉撒在她的脸上时，它的表情又是如何？是悲？还是喜？我看不清楚，我只知道每个人心里都有一株向日葵，带他们朝着阳光，朝着梦想前行。

有一句话是这样讲的：“更无柳絮因风起，惟有葵花向日倾。”在太阳下的向日葵，那一片片花瓣像是用水晶雕成的，连一条条花脉都看得清清楚楚，美得让人不禁连声赞叹。

向日葵的热情奔放，它的积极向上，它的勇往直前，它的知难而进。向日葵。它们挺立在中央，笔直笔直的，格外生机勃勃。而那些娇嫩瘦弱的五颜六色的花朵，似乎只能在勤劳的栽培者的无微不至的关照下才能生长着。

在下雨天总看不见太阳的脸，但向日葵却没有停歇。街上湿滑泥泞，大多数人都愁眉苦脸，只有小花伞底下那一张张稚气的脸上还充满笑容，手拉手，唱起快乐的歌。不管雨多大，向日葵总能找到太阳的方向，找到快乐的方向。

这样的向日葵，不正是生活中的我们吗？只要心中有一个梦想，就有了金色的希望。迎着希望，便可以看见未来，那遥远的未来。

Fathers Day is here, and my heart is full of mixed feelings. Because I

think of my dad. At the same time, I also remembered a song "Grateful Heart", I

believe everyone has heard it. Grateful heart, accompany you. Grateful heart,

reminds me of my father. This song expresses my fathers love for us. He raised

us. We must know how to love. In the future, I will repay his kindness of

upbringing.

The word "father" has two words. It is so familiar to us, so kind.

My father wakes up early and goes to bed late every day so that our two

brothers and sisters can live a happy life. Once, when I was sick, it was in the

middle of the night and I developed a high fever. I felt hot all over and my

hands and feet were cold, which made me very uncomfortable. At this time, Dad

seemed to have noticed something unusual about me. So he asked me, "Son, whats

wrong with you?" I said sadly: "Im very uncomfortable, very uncomfortable." Dad

touched my forehead and said, "Son, you have a fever, but, now...now is

Midnight." After a while.

Dad is carrying a basin of water. Then, put a wet hand towel on my

forehead. My forehead suddenly became a lot cooler. Thats it, my dad keeps

changing my handkerchiefs like this. Not as hot as before, but still hot.

When I woke up, I was lying in the hospital bed on an IV. I found that my

grandmother was beside me. I asked: "Grandma, where is Dad?" Grandma kindly said

to me: "Your dad just went out. Your dad has been by your side to take care of

you most of the night. You have to be grateful!" I nodded.

I know that my father has been very busy in recent years, but no matter how

busy he is, he still finds time to take care of me and care about me. These left

a deep impression on my memory.

Finally, I want to wish Dad, and to all fathers in the world, a Happy

Fathers Day.

天边浮起了一抹轻轻的红色，好像姑娘微笑是脸上的红昏，羞答答，甜滋滋，诱起人一片又一片的浮思。

鸟儿唱起来了，这声响唤醒了那片垂下头去的向日葵，“太阳！”向日葵叫起来了，“太阳就要升起来了！”

一个激灵儿，所有的向日葵都扬起了头，他们要追随自亘古以来便追随的温暖去啊！

太阳笑了：一群小小可爱的追随者们！

农夫藏在向日葵后面的小洋房里，你若想说他的手粗砺如砂，他辛劳的汗水在田间挥洒—你便错了，“该是向日葵抬起头的时候了！”他的闹钟告诉他。一激灵，这农夫手持着手机，灵巧的手指马上触到了“大师”软件的界面，飞快地打着“瞧，追随太阳的向日葵”的字样，他触着相机界面的滤镜，拍下了田间翘首仰望着太阳的向日葵们。梵高主题的滤镜竟给这个田间的寻常——-给已别样的韵味。眼看浏览量和转发次数的飞速增长，“农夫”眼上的微笑愈来愈开朗了“共享知识，共享美景”，果然是这个繁忙都市的趋势！

随手踏上一辆共享单车——-这是住在县城旁边的好处—“农夫”捧着金贵的手机，出发往田园深处，寻找更能博人眼球的美景去了。这农夫，不觉中已成为了田园的引领者，都市心情的指挥家了。

农夫的父亲历经一天的辛苦劳作，醒来时眼见高照的艳阳，不由低声的咒骂起来。他辛苦的双眼被饱满的向日葵籽盘吸引过去——-收割下定能买个好价钱！

锄头，镰刀，挥起又复落下，倒下的向日葵，整齐的切口上流淌着碧绿鲜活的汁液。老农用挂在脖子上的麻巾揩了揩滚滚而下的汗水，嘴角挂着丰收的喜悦。

骑车归来的儿子，来不及从车上跳下，兴奋地又复打开手机——-这幅画面指不定会让多少都市人摇头惋惜！

太阳这时全然地升起了：它于手机屏膜上闪耀着，同亮黄色的单车相映成趣地眨着眼睛。

一阵春风，一场春雨。农田里的禾苗探出了地面，阳光照过来，绿得精神劲十足！咦，爸爸种的向日葵也该钻出地面了吧！呀，那边垄上不是裂开了缝吗？我瞧瞧去。

我弯下腰，果然看见两片嫩黄的叶片，叶片被一根弯弯的茎支撑着，掀起几片大约两厘米厚的土块，那土块好像有千斤重。向日葵，你的生命力多么顽强啊！

一阵夏风，一场夏雨。向日葵大口大口地喝着雨水，身体越来越强壮。夏天，老天爷说翻脸就翻脸，白天还万里无云，夜里突然狂风大作，大雨倾盆。向日葵抗击着，任凭狂风骤雨的洗礼！折断了筋骨，也要坚强地挺起来，保护好它的花盘，像母亲呵护儿女一样。向日葵，你的胸怀多么伟大啊！

一阵秋风，一场秋雨。向日葵变得成熟起来，它的籽粒一天比一天饱满。每当我经过它的身旁，它就像老朋友似的向我点点头。每当夜幕降临，向日葵被一抹落日的余晖染上华润的光彩，俨然一个个壮汉守卫着我们美丽的家园。向日葵，你的精神多么可贵啊！

一阵冬风，一场冬雪。向日葵的盘被家乡的勤劳的人们收割起来。它的杆迎风挺拔屹立在银装素裹的世界里，迎风傲雪，仿佛秦始皇的兵马俑严阵以待，等待下一个收获的秋天。向日葵，你愿望多么朴实！

In China, students learn a lot of necessary lessons before they finish high

school. They can choose the special class as they go to college. But in the

western countries, the students need to take part in many special lessons to get

enough credits, since they are in middle school. Though some action has been

taken to improve students level, still many schools ignore it and they focus to

let students get high marks in the exams. The teenagers need to learn some

practical skills, such as swimming, which can save their lives when they are

stuck in the deep water. Students are always passionate about the special

lesson.

Today is the second day of the English Summer we study at Zhejiang

University.

It’s hot.In the morning,we ate breakfast at the dining room.That food was

not bad.Then we went to the assembly meeting hall.Some teachers talked about

their hopes,as well as rules.Then we came back to our classroom,we had a test.It

was difficult.So I thought I didn’t do it well.

I want to speak English well.I believe I can.I’ll sleep.Bye-bye!

乔雨琪

我喜欢绿萝，也喜欢牵牛花，而我最喜欢的是向日葵。

春天春姑娘把夏日葵种子叫醒了，过不了多久它发芽了，小小的，后来他又长高了一点，叶子又变大了一点。夏天它长出了一个大大的花苞，我就想着小花苞什么时候可以开花，又过了没几天，它终于开花了，叶子也越来越大了，秋天的时候它的花瓣开始变得干枯了，但是它结出了果实，我开心的跳了起来，我妈妈把果实采下来，我吃了一口真好吃。冬天美丽的向日葵已经枯萎了，而且还长出了小刺。

这就是向日葵，你们喜欢它吗？

在这七月的酷暑里，正是植物们争相开放的季节，向日葵也不例外，也正向着太阳争相开放。

要论我最喜欢的植物，那非是向日葵莫属了，要问我为啥喜欢它。不是因为它的花特别漂亮，而是它的气质。它挺直的腰杆，和那张开怀抱的双臂，还有那永远向着阳光，想着温暖的笑容。我每次看到都会觉得心情豁然开朗，就算是压抑的心窗也会如同照进满满的阳光，也就自然开心起来了。

向日葵在我心中的印象几乎是完美的，它开朗，乐观，豁达。就算遇到不好的天气也会向着天空露出最美丽的笑容，也会使人开心。

我哥哥家种着向日葵，有一次我在哥哥家玩，已经是傍晚了，天色渐渐沉闷下来。这时天上下起了小雨，天阴的很厉害，我正要往家走，突然下起了倾盆大雨，我烦脑极了，站在屋里的窗户边愁闷。盼望着雨快停下，不然回不了家了。就在此刻，几株昂首挺胸向日葵进入我的眼帘，我看到它们如此乐观，就算下雨也不会低下头沮丧。我的心情瞬间好了许多。

以后我每次遇到烦恼就会想想向日葵，这样心情就会好许多。做人就应该像向日葵抱着一颗永远向上的心，不被困难所击倒。

From small to large, I have a lot of wishes. What I want most now is that the world will be peace.

Though our Chinese children live in a peaceful area, I know that the world is not peaceful, some places are still in war, and many children are still suffering from the war. Whenever I saw the war on TV, the scene of blood splashing all over the earth was stained with red and clear river. When I saw children running around and homeless everywhere during the war, I cant see it. At this moment, I wish the world to peace! Why those invaders cant give up the greedy desire? Why cant they just for the sake of the future of the children and stop the war? The relentless war swept away their homes, looted their relatives, also swept away their future.

How I hope the world will be able to peace! By that time, everyone has extended the hand of friendship, and everyone is equal and free. No aggressor growl, nor angry rebel, nor callous bombing of the war, everywhere is full of sweet singing of children, how much better to the world! Overweeningly ambitious invaders, as long as you learn to give up, give up ambition and greed, there will be no war in the world, become full of happy world!

I hope my wish will come true.

My father, Winston Churchill, began his love affair with painting in his 40s, amid disastrous circumstances. As First Lord of the Admiralty in 1915, he was deeply involved in a campaign in the Dardanelles that could have shortened the course of a bloody world war. But when the mission failed, with great loss of life, Churchill paid the price, both publicly and privately. He was removed from the admiralty and effectively sidelined.

Overwhelmed by the catastrophe — “I thought he would die of grief,” said his wife, Clementine —he retired with his family to Hoe Farm, a country retreat in Surrey. There, as Churchill later recalled, “The muse of painting came to my rescue!”

Wandering in the garden one day, he chanced upon his sister-in-law sketching with watercolors. He watched her for a few minutes, then borrowed her brush and tried his hand. The muse had cast her spell!

Churchill soon decided to experiment with oils. Delighted with this distraction from his dark broodings, Clementine rushed off to buy whatever paints she could find.

For Churchill, however, the next step seemed difficult as he contemplated with unaccustomed nervousness the blameless whiteness of a new canvas. He started with the sky and later described how “very gingerly I mixed a little blue paint on the palette, and then with infinite precaution made a mark about as big as a bean upon the affronted snow-white shield. At that moment the sound of a motor car was heard in the drive. From this chariot stepped the gifted wife of Sir John Lavery .”

“ ‘Painting!’ she declared. ‘But what are you hesitating about? Let me have the brush — the big one.’ Splash into the turpentine, wallop into the blue and the white, frantic flourish on the palette, and then several fierce strokes and slashes of blue on the absolutely cowering canvas.”

At that time, John Lavery— a Churchill neighbor and celebrated painter— was tutoring Churchill in his art. Later, Lavery said of his unusual pupil: “Had he chosen painting instead of statesmanship, I believe he would have been a great master with the brush.”

In painting, Churchill had discovered a companion with whom he was to walk for the greater part of the years that remained to him. After the war, painting would offer deep solace when, in 1921, the death of the mother was followed two months later by the loss of his and Clementine’s beloved three-year-old daughter, Marigold. Battered by grief, Winston took refuge at the home of friends in Scotland, finding comfort in his painting. He wrote to Clementine: “I went out and painted a beautiful river in the afternoon light with crimson and golden hills in the background. Alas I keep feeling the hurt of the Duckadilly (Marigold’s pet name).”

Historians have called the decade after 1929, when the Conservative government fell and Winston was out of office, his wilderness years. Politically he may have been wandering in barren places, a lonely fighter trying to awaken Britain to the menace of Hitler, but artistically that wilderness bore abundant fruit. During these years he often painted in the South of France. Of the 500-odd canvases extant, roughly 250 date from 1930 to 1939.

Painting remained a joy to Churchill to the end of his life. “Happy are the painters,” he had written in his book Painting as a Pastime, “ for they shall not be lonely. Light and color, peace and hope, will keep them company to the end of the day.” And so it was for my father.

我的父亲，温斯顿·丘吉尔，在他四十多岁时开始迷恋上绘画，当时环境异常恶劣。那是在1915年，任海军大臣的他，积极投身于在达达尼尔海峡的一场战役中，这场战役本可以缩短那段血雨腥风的世界大战。但由于遭受失败，伤亡惨重，丘吉尔于公于私都付出了代价。他被从海军部调离且实则坐起了冷板凳。

在灾难的折磨下——他的妻子克莱门廷说：“我想他会痛苦而死，”——他携家带口来到萨利郡的一处乡间静居霍·华姆。在那儿，丘吉尔后来回忆道，“是绘画中的冥思拯救了我！”

一天他在花园散步时，偶然看到他的弟媳在用水彩作画。他观察了几分钟，然后向她借了画笔并一试身手。他的专注仿佛给他施了魔法！

丘吉尔很快就决定试试去画油画。看到他从阴暗的忧郁思中解脱出来，克莱门廷非常开心，她赶忙去买所有能买到的颜料。

然而，迈出下一步似乎有些困难，因为丘吉尔看到一块新画布的洁白无暇时感到无所适从和为难。他先从天空画起，后来他描述如何“非常谨慎地在调色板上加入一点儿蓝色调，然后以万分的小心，在这块被蓄意冒犯的雪白的防护板上点上豌豆大的一笔。这时，传来一阵驾驶机动车的马达声。约翰·拉威利先生才华出众的太太从这辆车中姗然而下。

“‘在画画呀！’她高声说着。‘可你还在犹豫什么呢？给我那支笔——那支头号的。’只见松油飞溅，她在蓝白颜料间挥毫泼墨，在调色板上龙飞凤舞，接着在吓得发皱的油画布上用力东戳西捣几下蓝色。”

那时，约翰·拉威利——丘吉尔的邻居，也是一位有名的画家—正教丘吉尔学画。后来提及他的这位特殊的学生，拉威利说：“倘若他选择绘画而不是从政，我相信他会是位绘画大师的。”

在绘画中，丘吉尔找到了能陪他度过余生大部分时光的知已。战后，在1921年，母亲刚去世两个月，他和克莱门廷就失去了他们深爱着的三岁女儿玛丽戈尔德，这时作画给了他一些安慰。在痛苦的打击下，温斯顿来到苏格兰朋友们的家中以求得安慰，用绘画来解脱自己。他在给克莱门廷的信中说：“我出外画了一条夕阳下美丽的溪流，背后映衬着晚霞的群山。唉，达克迪莉（玛丽戈尔德的昵称）使我的苦痛总是挥之不去。

史学家把1929年后的十年，也就是保守党政府垮台而温斯顿下台的时间，称为他的荒凉岁月。政治上，他一直在举步维艰的处境中徘徊，是一个孤独的勇士在努力唤起受到希特勒威胁的国人，但在艺术上他在那荒凉岁月却硕果累累。这些年他经常在法国南部作画。在现存的500多张油画中，大约250张是1930至1939年间的作品。

绘画给丘吉尔带来了乐趣直到他的人生尽头。在他所著的《画中的消遣》里说：“画家其乐融融，因为他们不会孤独。光与色，和平与希望，会始终伴随他们。”我父亲就是这样一个人。

[温斯顿·丘吉尔:生活侧记-名人传记英文故事

向日葵，相信大家一定熟知这个名字吧？太阳是它最好的朋友。不管何时，只要有太阳在，它都会将自己的大脸呈现出来。在我眼中，它绽放的不只是花瓣，还绽放着对生活积极乐观的心态。

巴尔扎克说过：“欢乐是希望之花，能够赐给她以力量，使她可以毫无畏惧地正视人生的坎坷。”做人不正是要这样吗？天有不测风云，人有旦夕祸福。没有谁的人生会是一帆风顺的，大家都会遇到许多困难，而战胜困难的路径想必也只有这一个——乐观的心态。

霍金，正是这样一个人。他从小就热爱科学，并不断地做了很多实验。可不幸的是，在他21岁时，却患上了一种疾病，四肢开始萎缩，医生说他最多活不过两年。但他并没有放弃自己的人生，反而以乐观的心态，顽强地活了下来。虽然与死神一次次擦身而过，但他始终抱以希望。拥有乐观心态的他，忘记了疾病，忘记了所有困难，成就了一番伟大的事业！

像这样的事例还有许多，贝多芬也是个很好的例子。贝多芬的童年是无比黑暗的，父亲的逼迫，母亲的离世……然而，命运始终没有怜悯他，在他28岁的时候，夺去了他的听觉。但他没有向命运低头，他说过：“我要扼住命运的咽喉。虽然我耳朵聋了，但这可以让我更专心地创作。”正是这样乐观的心态，使人们永远记住了他。

此时此刻，用高尔基的话来说就再合适不过了：“我相信，只要怀着愉快的心情谈起悲伤的事，悲伤就会烟消云散。”我们要像那向日葵般，无论发生什么事情，都要绽放出最迷人的笑容，都要用乐观的心态去迎接一切！

我很喜欢吃向日葵里的瓜子，平常我要是想吃的话，就去姨妈家拿，因为姨妈是专门种向日葵的。今年我想自己种向日葵吃，并且仔细地观察观察它。

一天晚上，我拿着小铁铲和一些向日葵种来到自家的菜地里，我先用小铁铲挖了几个小坑，然后小心翼翼的把向日葵种放到坑里，用土埋上，最后我又去接来一些水慢慢的浇到种向日葵的地方，种好了后，我已经精疲力尽了，回到家里躺到床上就睡着了。

过了三天，我去观察了一下向日葵，呀！原来，向日葵已经长出嫩芽来了，那些嫩芽绿得真可爱，我特别高兴，我又去接了一些水来，浇到上面，以后我几乎每天都给向日葵浇水。

又过了两天，我又去观察了一下向日葵，我发现向日葵已经像一元硬币一样大了，它的颜色已经不是嫩绿色了，而是淡绿色的了。

三天后，我又去观察了一下向日葵，向日葵已经长到像苹果一样大了，而且毛乎乎的，它叶子的颜色已经变成翠绿色了，我又给他浇了一些水，希望他健康成长。

随着时间的流逝，不知过了多少天，向日葵已经越长越大，现在已经开花了，花心像一个个黑色的小米粒镶在上面，向日葵的花瓣是土黄色的，长大以后就是淡黄色的了。

过了几天，向日葵依然没有变样子，但是我发向日葵的枝变得特别硬，上面长了一些很小很小的刺。

又过了几天，向日葵已经熟了，看着那些饱满的瓜子，我特别高兴，拿一颗放在嘴里，甜丝丝的，觉得特别神清气爽。

我的向日葵怎么样？你们也来观察观察吧！

前几天，老师给我们布置了一项观察日记的作业。说完以后，我们搬起种向日葵的箱子走回了家。

到家了，我看了一下，发现上面连一片叶也没有，只有几个大洞，像一个陷阱，让我们掉下去上不来。我就下定决心要把它种到可以吃瓜子的时候。

又过了几天，我放学回到家，发现原来空空如也的箱子，突然间长出了几根小苗，这让我大吃一惊。原本让我掉下去的陷阱也被填满了，就像向日葵小苗发现了这个大陷阱，就把大陷阱给填满了一样。

今天，这个向日葵的家变成了一个“植物专用”城市，那些快长大的向日葵真厉害。高高的，直直地挺立着，两旁的两片绿叶就像手臂，大大的花朵就像个脑袋，风儿吹来，就像一个小娃娃在风中舞蹈。

大千世界无奇不有，在这个生机勃勃、变幻莫测的大自然，有着无穷无尽的奥秘正在等着我们去探索呢！

Dear Sue,

I’m Li Hua, one of your students in China. It’s almost a month since you

left us. We all miss you and are very grateful for what you did for us.

We are busy as usual. We had an English speech contest the other day. I won

the first prize! This again reminds me of all your kind help. Do you still

remember the trees we planted together on the hill behind the school? Yesterday,

we went there and watered them. The tree you planted yourself is growing well,

and the whole class decided to name it Sue Wood. Will you come back to see Sue

Wood?

How is everything with you lately? We hope to know more about you and your

American students. Hope to keep in close touch.

All the best.

Yours，

Li Hua

Today， I came to the breakfast。 See the lads with chopsticks busy busy。 So

I took a seat， a young man walked to nete over and ask me to eat something， so I

had a bowl of beef noodles peppers。 Soon， a noodles。 I take chopsticks， soon

finished eating。 On the way to school， I also think that bowl noodles

【中文翻译】

这天，我去吃早餐。只见店里的伙计们端着碗筷忙来忙去。于是我找了一个位子坐下了，一位年轻的伙计走了过来，问我要吃点什么，于是我点了一碗青椒牛肉面。很快，一碗面就出来了。我拿起筷子很快地吃完了。在去学校的路上，我还想着那碗好吃的面。

Last summer holiday, I went to Beijing for a week. The first day when I took off at the capital airport , it gave me the first feeling was cleanand tidy. The people in Beijing were very friendly. T he second day, I visited Beijing city. I went to the WangFujing Ave , I tasted many famous snacksand Beijing Roast Duck, they are very delicious. I also went to the XinDongfang square, it was a very big shopping mall, it took me about half an hour to walk between two doors. I can saw many famous brands: Cucci, Chanel, Rolex, Seiko, even the new Audi cars. It made me really want to stay in Beijing .The third day I visited the Tian’anmen Square, and it’s very beautiful. And the Chang’an Ave is wide ,straight and clean. The forth day, I went to the Forbidden City. It made me felt the emperor ’ s royal mausoleum was very luxury. The fifth day I went to the Summer Palace, I went boating there. The sixth day, I visited the Great Wall, it’s very terrific, this great architectural complex told us how clever the Chinese people are ! T he last day, I visited the Beijing University ----one of the topest universities of China . There are many famous people were graduated t here.

That’s a happy travel. In the future, I want to visit many countries. This is my dream.

I have a lovely bedroom. It is small but clean and beautiful. The wall is light green and the floor is white. There is a bed in my bedroom, it is really comfortable. I sleep with it every night. And there is a small sofa near my bed, I always read books on it. There is also a desk in my room, I do my homework on it every evening. Near the desk, there is a shelf. There are many books on the shelf. You can borrow books from me if you like reading.

My bedroom is so good that I like it very much.

We all wish (hope) to be happy， so we should take good care of our

health。

Health is the best treasure (which) a man can possess。 Money can do many

things， but it cannot buy happiness。 However， so long as man has good health， he

can enjoy the pleasures of human life。

In order to insure good health we must pay attention to three things。 They

are-nourishing food， fresh air and proper exercise。

我们大家都期望快乐，所以我们就应好好保重健康。一个病人因为失去健康而很少快乐。

健康是一个人所能拥有最好的财富。钱能做许多事情，但是它却不能购买。然而，只要一个人有良好的健康，他就能享受人生的乐趣。

为了保证良好的健康，我们务必注意三件事情。它们是营养食物，新鲜空气和正当运动。

Yesterday when Susan was waiting for the bus at a bus stop, she saw a purse

lying on the ground. She picked it up and opened it. In it was some money and a

telephone card. She wanted to find out who lost it. So she went to a public

telephone and dialed the number on the card. Fortunately someone answered the

phone. When the lady came and got back her purse,she thanked Susan for her good

deed.

冬天终于走了，告别了漫天的白雪，告别了圣洁的蜡梅。新的一年开始了，人们欢天喜地迎来了温暖而又美丽的春天。

迎春花最先抬起了高傲的头颅，向人们宣布着春天的消息。紧接着，桃花、梨花、杏花也像赶趟儿似的，争先恐后的，开满了花。红得像火，粉得像霞，白得像雪，争奇斗艳，好不热闹。蝴蝶飞来飞去，成千成百的蜜蜂在树下“嗡嗡”地闹着……

可是在繁花似锦的春天，却唯独有一株花儿并没有展显她的美，她的嫩芽就好像平凡的杂草一样。所有花儿都嘲笑她，所有花儿都在讽刺她，大家不断打击着她的自尊心。她却只当做听不到，一个人煎熬过了这个可怕的春天……

夏天来了，那株花儿渐渐舒展了枝腰，总算是有了几分活力。可惜呀，在春天里嘲笑她的那些花都已经过了属于她们的季节，如今只剩下残枝败叶了……“嘿嘿”那株花儿想到这些，心中不免痛快了许多……

但那株花儿还像春天一样，对美与丑不闻不问，一心想着“怎样才能结出更好的果实呢？怎样才能结出更多的果实呢？”类似这样的问题……

于是，她在毒辣的太阳下始终仰着面，只是为了追随太阳，吸收更多的阳光。就算是倾盆瓢泼的大雨来了，好也毫不畏惧，顽强地在风雨中伫立着，接受风雨的洗淋，只为拥有更多水分，让果实更加可口。

夏天一晃眼，就要过去了。这株花儿已经展现了她全部的身姿与妩媚，那金黄的花瓣在微黄的阳光的照耀下显得更加动人。可这株婷婷玉立的花儿却毫不知情，她还在为生命中最伟大的时刻——结果而做着准备，每天勤勤恳恳地收集着雨露与阳光……

又过了十几个日夜，秋来了。一点点小小的黑点在花儿的花盘上出现了，慢慢地，慢慢地，小黑点变大了。花盘渐渐丰盈而沉重起来，一个小孩子偶然看见了花儿，摘了一颗果实放在嘴里，忽然叫起来：“哇！这可真好吃！大伙快来吃瓜子呀！”不一会儿，一帮孩子来了，将花儿的果实都分食光了。花儿却并没有生气，反而偷偷地浅浅一笑。她认为，一切付出都是值得的！

是呀！这株花儿—向日葵用自己的行动告诉我们：阳光总在风雨后。为社会奉献自己，正是一个人活在这世上的真正价值所在的体现……