英語美文摘抄整理

導語：美文（belles-lettres），《法漢詞典》譯爲“純文學”，法文《拉魯斯普通名詞大詞典》中的.定義是：“文學、修辭、詩歌藝術的總體，”修辭和詩歌也可以由“文學”來概括。以下是小編整理英語美文摘抄的資料，歡迎閱讀參考。

Some people like the blooming spring, some people like the summer of enthusiasm, some people like the fruits of autumn, while I like the snow and flying winter.

Autumn sister finished her mission, happily walked away, the winter brother also happily came to the world.

Winter came, in the field covered up with a thick layer of the quilt, spend a warm winter, let they sister saw this scene, I not only think of the proverb "winter wheat cover three layer is, pillow steamed bread sleep next year." It must be a good harvest year.

When winter came to the street, people put on their beautiful down jackets like colorful little mushrooms and moved about like a cable car that was suspended by a rope. On both sides of the street, the huge pine trees are like a soldier guarding everyone. Let people not be hurt a little bit.

Winter, what a busy name, brings joy to people, brings a harvest, brings boundless joy, I love winter.

The playground of the army was full of the powerful voice of the instructor, seven days, I kept telling myself, only seven days to persist. People have always felt that the military is a particularly handsome profession, and people have the right to do it, but they also have a responsibility on their shoulders.

We've been living here for seven days, but the troops have taught us a lot of things. Watching TV before the strong-arm reaction, always saying: inside for the games, at that time I feel like yun-long li so wild soldier how there may be, but his character is very worth people appreciate. Our instructor was supposed to be li yunlong in the real world. His character was wild and unceremoniously, but he treated us and his soldiers very badly and demanded strict requirements. He always said that there are many ways of doing things, and he must learn to change his mind. He taught us to insist that he was like the swordsman li yunlong said. He met the enemy, and he knew he was not enemies, but he also wanted to show his sword, although he died.

The light sword is a soldier's spirit, the soldier's spirit, is a kind of faith in our life.

"Smile, more than anything, the world is wonderful... "With this song, my mind banged out the smile that washed my heart.

When the first warm weather of spring, the last cold wind in the winter, the change of the spring. When spring comes, it means returning to the south. The wet weather depressed and irritated me. The wet clothes, worn on the body, smelled a strange smell, and my heart was more depressed.

Walking down the street, the noisy sound was never interrupted, the smoke in the back of the car filled the street, the engine behind the car was deafening. I was in the crowd to push right into the place where the food was sold. The first step into it was the sight of the dishes, with their faces in their faces, lounging in their chairs, as opposed to the usual bustling market. I was also affected by the weather, and I went to a shop where I bought soy products. I look at the bean products in the shop. Suddenly, a man of less than a meter and six, with wrinkles on his face and a man with a Fanny on his waist, walked up to me: "what would you like, please?" I didn't care what he said, nor did I look back. He looked at me with a blank look on my face. Walk to the table next, take a dish, hold a few pieces of dried bean curd, walk to my side again: "this bean curd good flavor, you look!" I just looked up. He had a plate in his hands and a sunny smile on his face. He smiled and washed my heart.

In a moment the fidgety was gone, and the annoying car was gone, and the crowd was gone. How long have I not seen such a genuine smile? How long has it been touched by this smile?

A sunlight beautiful smile in my memory, is a virtue that smile, let me remember, remember that smile like the sunshine, to wash my heart smile, virtue, in this embodiment.

Consideration is love, care is love, courtesy is love, but often "cheating" is also a kind of love.

Lens a:

Mother cooked a dish of mince steak. During the meal, my mother and I talked about the fun, and our chopsticks moved back and forth between our plates and our mouths. When there was only meat on the plate, my mother's chopsticks and I stopped in the air for four seconds, and almost said, "I want to lose weight." On the spot, my mother and I laughed.

Lens two:

My mother bought a big durian from the outside, but she asked me to eat it. I tasted it with relish, and suddenly remembered my mother, who was also very fond of durian. So I asked, "mom, did you eat?" "I... I ate it." "She stammered with a reluctant smile. I saw through her lie, and she came to her heart. I deliberately frowning, hands over the mouth to say loudly: "alas, this durian is a little bitter." The mother listens, hurriedly receives the durian, puzzled ground tasted a few mouthfuls, also said to me from time to time: "there is there, how can I not eat?" I saw that I couldn't help laughing, but my mother immediately understood, smiled and said to me, "you are such a mischievous egg!"

Sunshine plays a very important role in our life. It brings us light, gives us hope and gives us courage. The sun is... The memory is buried in memory.

I got up late that morning. Before breakfast, I hurried to the station. Gee, it's too late. I had to take a taxi to school.

When I got in the car, I found my bag was open. Oh, no, I didn't. I thought to myself. The Chinese book is gone. What can we do? The car is almost at school. There was no way, but scolded, I thought to myself. Getting out of the car, I grabbed my bag and ran in. I just walked into the classroom and hit the class. It's not too late, or the consequences must be serious.

In the first class, I can only read the full solution of Chinese class. I can't help it. I lost my Chinese book.

After school in the afternoon, I got out of the car and didn't rush home. I wanted to look for my Chinese book to see if I lost my book. But I thought about the number of people, if it fell, it must have been picked up. "I muttered as I looked.

"Girl, look for this Chinese book." I turned back and saw an aunt in her 40s. Her left hand was my Chinese book. The right hand is a broom. I have seen her before. She is the aunt who sweeps the road under our house.

"Boon boon. It is indeed mine. I have read it, and it is indeed my Chinese book.

"In the morning I see you in a hurry, the bag is also open, the book dropped out, I shout you did not hear, I am thinking of you come back in the afternoon to give you" the aunt smiled to say.

"Thank you, aunt"

"You're welcome," said the aunt with her broom. The afternoon sun was shining on her slightly curved back, which was the most beautiful thing in my eyes.

That night, the rain continued, wet the window of the leaf, also get wet your heart...

That night, the sound of the dormitory, like the rain outside the window, the falling of the rhythm. What brings us is a moment of "jovial", which brings you a night of misery. A few days later, read the blog, I just know, you "can't say the feeling is in your heart to spread, again like have innumerable cat claw in the heart to disturb" the heart of the heart, er, sorry...

The next morning, you look for us, the tight brow and the reproachful look, really make me afraid, miss the new beginning of the teacher. Your eyes swept over me. "what time was it last night?" I blame myself for why I didn't want to talk so long. I was afraid, afraid of the image in your heart to burst, like a string of bubbles, flying to the sky. I can't answer, I don't know how to answer, but I look down at my toes and I don't know where to put my hands. In the end, the serious meeting of teachers and students ended with our regrets.

I did it, and all the others did it, and the joy of the heart was hard to resist, and though you did not ask us to bring it up, I was glad, at least, that I did not bother you any more.

Tonight, the rain outside the window has been stopped, a rainbow, a dazzling rainbow, the frame between you and my heart, it, will never disappear again...

Struggle is a kind of fighting spirit that people are in adversity, facing the test, is a kind of valuable quality. In the past, many people have experienced such a process: Madame Curie's experimental condition in the discovery of radium was very primitive. The Wright brothers were mercilessly mocked while making the plane. But they did not give up their faith in their hearts, they kept fighting and finally succeeded. The youth of our new age should also have such a spirit of struggle.

"Well," I said, disheartened.

"Come on, you must do, don't give up!" the teacher was inspired.

"Well, I'll do it. I'll cheer up. I'll make it!" I encourage myself.

"I did it, I did it!

I succeeded, I wrote the first beautiful word, my efforts are sweet.

Mrs. Chen is happy for me, too.

In the days that followed, I worked hard to write the calligraphy, and finally participated in the competition.

At the beginning of the competition, I was very nervous at first, but thinking of Chen's kindly smiling face and encouraging my words and words, I suddenly filled with confidence that I had really completed the competition.

Finally, I won the third prize for only two months, and I changed from a girl who didn't know how to take a brush to a winner. I think this should be thanks to my head teacher Chen Chen, because he encouraged me to make my way to success.

Thank you, miss Chen!

From the moment we were born, our life was like a giant clock, not on the dial, but "ideal", "setback", "success"... The accuracy of that pointer is related to our whole life...

In sichuan yue: "the deceased Ruth," and indeed, time to unpredictable, sometimes time is invisible, in the invisible, our clock with the passage of time, also began to turn.

The pointer to the "frustration" of time, so when our toddler, its divine power, the god of destiny "setback" played a role, the toddler when he fell down, at that time, stamina and endurance increases, climb up, pointer pointing to the "success".

Process a few times, we also grow up, then enter adolescence, this stage, is the formation of crime rate and been very high, some teenagers for the money, and to adjust the clock, make it faster, and his life has been changed, lost a precise pointer on the clock, stay between mistakes and to repent, contradiction, led to his heart was blinded by the interests of the eyes, chose to looting and destruction of the youth is like a flower...

, and by the third time but feel inadequate, piles of papers, such as the flood of problem sets, a day of brain were "function", "law", "symbol" swamped, endure to the end of the examination, that is, the pointer of the clock pointed to the "ideal" and "decadent", some people bear bitter suffering, chose the decadent, and with his own ideal, and out on university.

In life, do not need too blind, too fast to spend every day, learn to grasp the speed and the accuracy of the clock, only in this way, to grasp life, under the blue sky of their own, dance out their own self-confidence and elegance.