怀念的英语作文初中【5篇】
也只有在怀念的时候，孤独才显得特别美丽。怀念是一种幸福的忧伤，是一种甜蜜的惆怅，是一种温馨的痛苦。下面给大家分享一些怀念的英语作文初中，希望对大家有帮助。
怀念的英语作文初中1
At the memory of my childhood, apart from outside the Chinese New YearDragon Boat Festival on a number of the most lively, and because parents arebusy job, a child usually with my grandmother to stay in the countrysidetogether. Dragon Boat Festival at that time to make me unforgettable.
With the usual, like the Chinese Lunar New Year, Dragon Boat Festival theday before at night, so my grandmother will always obediently sat bedside, giveme some holiday rules, such as talking nonsense not to not allowed to eat coldtzu not allowed with small partnership roughnot allowed to play in the water ...... I have always been granted to his head. Grandma let me early, so thattomorrow can have a good spirit.
Good morning, I got up early, get dressed on the first toward the kitchen,when the grandmother has the kitchen to manage everything well, cooking up a fewbundles tied and Gui Gui leaf rope, the nothing glutinous rice lying quietlyfilled a small bucket of water, like a pearl Jingying, cooking benches placed onsome of the small dishes, which containing various materials: there is peanuts,there is red bean paste, there is meat, red pond.
So I sat eating breakfast table and watched busy grandmother.
The countryside are on both sides of the cooking, while used to boil waterwhile cooking to cooking and grandmother had already cleaned the duck Add bigpot, wooden ladle scoop from another pot of hot water a few dipper Add cauldronof water, and then also carefully Add 1 tsp salt, and then Tim foci in a fewbranches, it has been sitting next to me started to give my son a seriesnetwork.
Grandmother‘s hand because of the long-term labor has rough bark like ageneral, but without losing dexterity, an envelope with red string woven intothe sub on.
At this point, the eggs are cooked, the grandmother picked up one of thelargest on the use of red paper red dye, and then do a clean cloth, into yard,hanging on my neck. Then, my grandmother pocket containing seeds, candy,peanuts, often very happy to me, because this way I can and small partners tolook at a dragon boat race.
Grandmother always put me to the gate, asked the want me to come back assoon as possible to eat tzu. I always fell on the disappeared.
Small partners at this time are almost , and Sisters from the big head nextdoor, led us to the river this group watch dragon-boat race. Because of thesmaller rivers, so only two of the dragon boat, each boat has 13 individuals, 12individuals paddle, one individual Ta and shouting slogans, One, Two, Hey Yo,one, two, as soon as possible, 12 dark young man moves neatly划着, two dragon boatsailed forward catch.
However, the children will know what look? We are only just a bustling Fig.Girls in general saw a moment, we found that boring, and sat to one side fromsnacks to share, boys, it is not, of their total enjoy chasing the dragon boatrace down the shore, because of the people paddling up the larger, almost everyboys who have significant traces of water splashing.
, and are perhaps a boat to the end of the bar, just things finished, stoodup, with partners go hand happily go home.
The sun is also slowly climbing the air, the kitchen has a bay leaffragrance, and I quickly jumped on the kitchen, the has been the major tzu. Ingeneral, I would put that on the threshold sit tzu eat clean, and occasionallythere will be a few rice grains to eat chicken and watch the greedy bigcock-like, I was also amused ... ...
Today, even though over the Dragon Boat Festival, the mother every yearpackage tzu, made give my son, even though the mother‘s skill is not less thanthe grandmother, but I always feel that what less.
I really miss the Dragon Boat Festival childhood ah!
怀念的英语作文初中2
He always rose early to enjoy at least two hours of solitude in the houseand garden before the rest of the family came down In winter he spent most ofthe time reading and writing. In sum mer he liked to get out of doors to work inthe kitchen garden or to take the dog for a walk in the neighbouring woods andfields Whatever the weather, there was plenty to occupy him.
Although he was a creature of habit, there seemed to be an infinite varietyin his pursuits. He wrote book reviews regularly for two of the nationalweeklies. He worked conscientiously his special subject, Indian History, and wasthus one of the world authorities on it;
he collected modern abstract paintings and so had a circle of friendsamongst artists and sculptors; there was hardly anything he did not know abouttraditional jazz and he often entertained both British and America n jazzmusicians He was a superb cook and knew a lot about French and German food.
His family adored him and in a sense he was spoiled by them. At firstglance you would have taken him for a retired army officer-his bearing waserect, his hair was cut short, he was fussy about his clothes, which were alwaysneat, clean and conventional. He liked to keep fit, and this was reflected inhis clear, steady blue eyes and healthy suntanned complexion. He hardly everwatched TV, but enjoyed a good film and an occasional evening at thetheatre.
怀念的英语作文初中3
I am a girl of ten, and I live in a small mountain village far fromTaiyuan. The only person that lives with me is my mother, because my father isaway for eight years, working in a city.
During the Spring Festival, my father came back home. He looked thin andtired. He gave my mother two thousand yuan, and told her that he would work evenharder, earn more money, and then he could take us to the city He stayed at homefor only ten days.We are living a poor life now. But what I want most is notmoney, but my father. I miss him very much!
怀念的英语作文初中4
The news that Mr Cai had passed away was known, and I fell into greatsorrow. The sound of the rain knocking on the window was so mournful that itdeepened my distress.
My memory brought me back to the class when I saw him for the lasttime.
That evening it was raining, too. We started our lesson as usual at aquarter past six. I sat in the first row, and I saw Mr Cai press his stomachwith a hand from time to time, but I didn’t know the reason then. The two hourspassed quickly. When the lesson came to an end,Mr Cai told us that he hadpossibly developed a stomach cancer, and would go to Beijing to see a doctor. Ifthere was nothing serious, he would continue to teach us after he came back. Hewas very calm and his voice was steady. He still gave us some homework. He saidthat he would mark the papers as soon as he came back.
Then I started to wait for his return. I had not thought that I would notsee him any more. The cancer had taken his life, even though he was stillyoung.
Mr Cai’s words are still ringing in my ears,“I hope you will be one of thebest students.” I think I should work hard at English and live up to hisexpectation .
I have lost a good teacher. Tears will dry up in time, but the memory willstay for ever.
怀念的英语作文初中5
When memory began for me, my grandfather was past sixty-a great tall manwith thick hair becoming gray. He had black eyes and a straight nose which endedin a slightly flattened tip. Once he explained seriously to me that he got thatflattened tip as a small child when he fell down and stepped on his nose.
The little marks of laughter at the corners of his eyes were the prodnct ofa kindly and humorous nature. The years of work which had bent his shoulders hadnever dulled his humour nor his love of a joke.
Everywhere he went, "Gramp" made friends easily. At the end of half an houryou felt you had known him all your life. I soon learned that he hated to giveorders , but that when he had to, he tried to make his orders sound likesuggestions.
One July morning, as he was leaving to go to the cornfield, he said :"Edwin, you can pick up the potatoes in the field today if you want to do that." Then he drove away with his horses.
The day passed, and I did not have any desire to pick up potatoes. Eveningcame and the potatoes were still in the field. Gramp, dusty and tired, led thehorses to get their drink.
"How many bags of potatoes were there?" Gramp inquired. "I don't know."
"How many potatoes did you pick up?"
"I didn't pick any. " "Not any! Why not?"
"You said I could pick, them up if I wanted to. You didn't say I had to."
In the next few minutes I learned a lesson I would not forget: when Grampsaid I could if I wanted to, he meant that I should want to.
Gram hated cruelty and injustice. The injustices of history, even those ofa thousand years before, angered her as much as the injustices of her ownday.
She also had a deep love of beauty. When she was almost seventy-five, andhad gone to live with one of her daughters, she spent a delightful morningwashing dishes because, as she said, the beautiful patterns on the dishes gaveher pleasure. The bird, the flowers, the clouds-all that was beautiful aroundher- pleased her. She was like the father of the French painter, Millet, whoused to gather grass and show it to his son , saying , "See how beautif ul thisis ! "
In a pioneer society it is the harder qualities of mind and character thatare of value. The softer virtues are considered unnecessary. Men and womenstruggling daily to earn a living are unable, even for a moment, to forget thebusiness of preserving their lives. Only unusual people, like my grandparents,manage to keep the softer qualities in a world of daily struggle.
Such were the two people with whom I spent the months from June toSeptember in the wonderful days of summer and youth.