Many students are going spring outing.Some students are boating.And some students are having a picnic. The others are playing games. There is a girl siting on a chair reading a book.
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Happy spring outing
Last Thursday, we had a class meeting to discuss where to go for our spring outing. We came up with several choices such as going boating, climbing a mountain, and going to an amusement park. Finally, we decided to go mountain climbing. From joozone.com.
The next day, we set off early in the morning. While climbing the mountain, we enjoyed the warm sunshine and a beautiful view. However, when reached the top, we were shocked to see litter here and there, such as bottles and banana peels. Then we started to pick up the litter. Afterwards, we put the rubbish into the nearby recycling bin and non-recycling bin respectively.
We were tired but happy.
Many students are going spring outing.Some students are boating.And some students are having a picnic. The others are playing games.
There is a girl siting on a chair reading a book.The sky is blue. The trees are green. The flowers are red.It's a very beautiful park. They have a good time!
——I love Spring英语作文3篇
Of the four seasons, I love Spring best.
In Spring, the weather gets warmer and everything begins to grow rapily. If we go to the countryside on a sunny day in Spring, We'll find tree turning green and flowers blooming. Besides mypersonal interests, I think the most important reason why I like Spring is that Spring signifies hope and progress. It assures us a promising season of summer and also the most iportant havvest seaso-autum. I love Spring.
Winter was gone,spring comes.I love spring best,because it's very beautiful.In spring,the weather is aways sunny and rainy,it's not cold and not hot,it's warmer and warmer.The flowers begin to open and the trees begin to turn green.The birds are singing in the sky,they are happy.The animals will go out to play.Many people like to go out and enjoy the sunshine.I like wearing my sweater and jeans, I like to fly kites,plant trees and see the beautiful flowers. Spring is colorful,I think it's a wonderful season. What's your favourite season?Please tell me.
冬天是走了，春天来。我爱春天，因为它很漂亮。春天，天气是晴天和雨天，它的不冷不热，它的温暖。花儿开始开放，树木开始把格林。鸟儿在天空歌唱，他们是快乐的。动物会出去玩。许多人喜欢出去享受阳光。我喜欢穿我的毛衣和牛仔裤，我喜欢放风筝，种树，看到美丽的花朵。春天是丰富多彩的，我认为这是一个美好的季节。你最喜欢的季节是什么?请告诉我。
Hello, my dear friends!
What’s my favourite season? Let me tell you.
My favourite season is spring. Spring is a lovely season, I think.
There is a garden behind my house. In spring, the trees become green and the flowers give off fragrance.
There are many butterflies and bees over the flowers. The butterflies are dancing and the bees are singing.
Sometimes it rains. It usually rains quietly. The rain moistens the trees and the flowers. I think they may say, “We’re very thirsty. The rain is very good. It can help us.” What a beautiful scene! Don’t you think so?
And what about your favourite season,could you tell me?
——spring festival英语作文3篇
There are a lot of Customs in my hometown for Spring Festival. I dont believe you!
In the Spring Festival, both men and women and young men and women wear beautiful new clothes, with simple smiles on their faces to welcome the coming of the new year. Red red couplets and New Year pictures were posted in each family. All drums. The children go to the new year and send the cards. At night, everywhere decorated. Famous shops, to hang out hundreds of lights, lantern, lamp, whats ice, sha*...... Every kind of. One side, the sound of firecrackers, cleaning guns, ringing, rockets, fireworks, fire. In the outside person, will prefer to drive home, eat family reunion dinner, this night, people will staying-up late on new years Eve!
How, the custom of Spring Festival in my hometown is more, do you think of my hometown for the new year?
Today is the beginning of seven, I told my cousin went to the big red flag in the town of Villa Zhuo watched a wonderful "Spring Festival acrobatics extravaganza." After we came to find a place performing acrobatics, find a place to sit, then waited patiently show began.
"Show began," I do not know who shouted. We immediately recovered.
The first program, the small monkey riding old goat rope walk. I saw the old goat monkey carrying a small step by step down the rope, hey, before. Really amazing ah! The next program more exciting! For example: a tightrope, tigers jump through hoops, lions and tigers slide across the beautiful swing, bears do sports, air swing ...... and so this "Spring Festival acrobatic extravaganza," the protagonist is mainly animals.
This "Spring Festival acrobatics show" really meaningful ah!
New Year is the heart of every child the most happy moment, not only can receive lucky money, eat reunion dinner, you can also meet the arrival of a new year, so every child is eager to New Year.
Over time, people gradually feel the New Year is not so happy, because the pressure of work and learning pressure, some people even think that the New Year is a waste of time. See how bright the fireworks in the sky, how eager to happy in our hearts, how hope that time to stop, enjoy the only happy time.
Although the level of technology has improved, the com*r almost became some of the people, so the New Year is like ordinary days as ordinary, boring. Can they know that the parents at home are waiting for them to go home!
New Year is to accompany their parents to talk about the mind, to accompany children to play, if there is no New Year, then our life will be no fun!
——春节 The Spring Festival英语作文 (菁华3篇)
There are many traditional festivals in China,and i like Chinese Newyear very much.because during the Chinese newyear,we can get pocket money from our parents and relatives.
we also can eat a lot of sweets,biscuits and oranges for the big day.before the Chinese new year,the family will went around the shopping centres there and buy clothes for each member of the family.on the eve of the Chinese eve,the family will do the cleaning of the house.we have to clean the house before the actual day as it was considered unlucky to clean the house on the day itself.on the eve of the Chinese new year,the family will have a reunion dinner.mother will cook special dishes for the family.it was the best home-cooked meal of the year.it is the most exciting fastival in my mind
I like The Spring Festival. The Spring Festival is the most important festival for the Chinese people and is when all family members get together,just like Christmas in the West. All people living away from home go back,being the busiest time for transportation systems of about half a month from the Spring Festival. Airports,railway stations and long-distance bus stations are crowded with home returnees.
During Spring Festival,the most improtant days are Spring Festival Eve and the first three days.Many customs acpany the Spring Festival.
During Spring Festival time,you can see kinds of decorations.you can go to temple fairs and enjoy superb performances of the dances,stilt-walking and amazing acrobatic shows.
so i like it .
Spring Festival is the most important festival in China .It’s to celebrate the lunar calendar ‘s new year .In the evening before the Spring Festival ,families get together and have a big meal .In many places people like to set off firecrackers .Dumplings are the most traditional food .Children like the festival very much ,because they can have delicious food and wear new clothes .They can also get some money from their parents. This money is given to children for good luck . People put New Year scrolls on the wall for good fortune .
The Spring Festival lasts about 15 days long .People visit relatives and friends with the words “Have all your wishes ”. People enjoy the Spring Festival ,during this time they can have a good rest
——To Build a Fire大学英语作文3篇
-ears pricked forward intently as it watched the man and the man, as he beat and threshed with his arms and hands, felt a great surge of envy as he regarded the creature that was warm ant secure in its natural covering。
after a time he was aware of the first far-away signals of sensation in his beaten fingers。 the faint tingling grew stronger till it evolved into a stinging ache that was ecruciating, but which the man hailed with satisfaction。 he stripped the mitten from his right hand and fetched forth the birch bark。 the eposed fingers were quickly going numb again。 net he brought out his bunch of sulphur matches。 but the tremendous cold had already driven the life out of his fingers。 in his effort to separate one match from the others, the whole bunch fell in the snow。 he tried to pick it out of the snow, but failed。 the dead fingers could neither touch nor clutch。 he was very careful。 he drove the thought of his freezing feet, and nose, and cheeks, out of his mind, devoting his whole soul to the matches。 he watched, using the sense of vision in place of that of touch, and when he saw his fingers on each side the bunch, he dosed them--that is, he willed to close them, for the wires were down, and the fingers did not obey。 he pulled the mitten on the right hand and beat it fiercely against his knee。 then。 with both mittened hands, he scooped the bunch of matches, along with much snow, into his lap。 yet he was no better off。
after some manipulation he managed to get the bunch between the heels of his mittened hands。 in this fashion he carried it to his mouth。 the ice crackled and snapped when by a violent effort he opened his mouth。 he drew the lower jaw in, curled the upper lip out of the way, and scraped the bunch with his upper teeth in order to separate a match。 he succeeded in getting one, which he dropped on his lap。 he was no better off。 he could not pick it up。 then he devised a way。 he picked it up in his teeth and scratched it on his leg。 twenty times he scratched before he succeeded in lighting it。 as it flamed he held it with his teeth to the birch bark。 but the burning brimstone went up his nostrils and into his lungs, causing him to cough spasmodically。 the match fell into the snow and went out。
the old-timer an sulphur creek was right, he thought in the moment of controlled despair that ensued after fifty below, a man should travel with a partner。 he beat his hands, but failed in eciting any sensation。 suddenly he bared both hands, removing the mittens with his teeth。 he caught the whole bunch between the heels of his hands。 his arm muscles not being frozen enabled him to press the hand-heels tightly against the matches。 then he scratched the bunch along his leg it flared into flame, seventy sulphur matches at once! there was no wind to blow them out he kept his head to one side to escape the strangling fumes, and held the blazing bunch to the birth bark。 as he so held it, he became aware of sensation in his hand。 his flesh was burning。 he could smell it。 deep down below the surface he could feel it。 the sensation developed into pain that grew acute。 and still he endured, it holding the flame of the matches clumsily to the bark that would not light readily because his own burning hands were in the way, absorbing most of the flame。
at last, when he could endure no more, he jerked his hands apart。 the blazing matches fell sizzling into the snow, but the birch bark was alight。 he began laying dry grasses and the tiniest twigs on the flame。 he could not pick and choose, for he had to lift the fuel between the heels of his hands。 small pieces of rotten wood and green moss clung to the twigs, and he bit them off as well as he could with his teeth。 he cherished the flame carefully and awkwardly。 it meant life, and it must not perish。 the withdrawal of blood from the surface of his body now made him begin to shiver, and he grew more awkward。 a large piece of green moss fell squarely on the little fire。 he tried to poke it out with his fingers, but his shivering frame made him poke too far and he disrupted the nucleus of the little fire, the burning grasses and tiny twigs separating and scattering。 he tried to poke them together again, but in spite of the tenseness of the effort, his shivering got away with him, and the twigs were hopelessly scattered。 each twig gushed a puff of smoke and went out。 the fire-provider had failed。 as he looked apathetically about him, his eyes chanced on the dog, sitting across the ruins of the fire from him, in the snow, making restless, hunching movements, slightly lifting one forefoot and then the other, shifting its weight back and forth on them with wistful eagerness。
the sight of the dog put a wild idea into his head。 he remembered the tale of the man, caught in a blizzard, who killed a steer and crawled inside the carcass, and so was saved。 he would kill the dog and bury his hands in the warm body until the numbness went out of them。 then he could build another fire。 he spoke to the dog, calling it to him; but in his voice was a strange note of fear that frightened the animal, who had never known the man to speak in such way before。 something was the matter, and its suspicious nature sensed danger--it knew not what danger, but somewhere, somehow, in its brain arose an apprehension of the man。 it flattened its ears down at the sound of the mans voice, and its restless, hunching movements and the liftings and shiftings of its forefeet became more pronounced; but it would not come to the man。 he got on his hands and knees and crawled toward the dog。 this unusual posture again ecited suspicion, and the animal sidled mincingly away。
the man sat up in the snow for a moment and struggled for calmness。 then he pulled on his mittens, by means of his teeth, and got upon his feet。 he glanced down at first in order to assure himself that he was really standing up, for the absence of sensation in his feet left him unrelated to the earth。 his erect position in itself started to drive the webs of suspicion from the dogs mind; and when he spoke peremptorily, with the sound of whiplashes in his voice, the dog rendered its customary allegiance and came to him。 as it came within reaching distance, the man lost his control。 his arms flashed out to the dog, and he eperienced genuine surprise when he discovered that his hands could not clutch, that there was neither bend nor feeling in the fingers。 he had forgotten for the moment that they were frozen and that they were freezing more and more。 all this happened quickly, and before the animal could get away, he encircled its body with his arms。 he sat down in the snow, and in this fashion held the dog, while it snarled and whined and struggled。
but it was all he could do, hold its body encircled in his arms and sit there。 he realized that he could not kill the dog。 there was no way to do it。 with his helpless hands he could neither draw nor hold his sheath knife nor throttle the animal。 he released it, and it plunged wildly away, with tail between its legs, and still snarling。 it halted forty feet away and surveyed him curiously, with ears shar* pricked forward。 the man looked down at his hands in order to locate them, and found them hanging on the ends of his arms。 it struck him as curious that one should have to use his eyes in order to find out where his hands were。 he began threshing his arms back and forth, beating the mittened hands against his sides。 he did this for five minutes, violently, and his heart pumped enough blood up to the surface to put a stop to his shivering。 but no sensation was aroused in the hands。 he had an impression that they hung like weights on the ends of his arms, but when he tried to run the impression down, he could not find it。
a certain fear of death, dull and oppressive, came to him。 this fear quickly became poignant as he realized that it was no longer a mere matter of freezing his fingers and toes, or of losing his hands and feet, but tha
day had broken cold and gray, eceedingly cold and gray, when the man turned aside from the main yukon trail and climbed the high earth-bank, where a dim and little traveled trail led eastward through the fat spruce timberland。 it was a steep bank, and he paused for breath at the top, ecusing the act to himself by looking at his watch。 it was nine oclock。 there was no sun nor hint of sun, though there was not a cloud in the sky。 it was a clear day, and yet there seemed an intangible pall over the face of things, a subtle gloom that made the day dark, and that was due to the absence of sun。 this fact did not worry the man。 he was used to the lack of sun。 it had been days since he had seen the sun, and he knew that a few more-days must pass before that cheerful orb, due south, would just peep above the sky-line and dip immediately from view。
the man flung a look back along the way he had come。 the yukon lay a mile wide and hidden under three feet of ice。 on top of this ice were as many feet of snow。 it was all pure white, rolling in gentle, undulations where the ice jams of the freeze-up had formed。 north and south, as far as his eye could see, it was unbroken white, save for a dark hairline that curved and twisted from around the spruce-covered island to the south, and that curved and twisted away into the north, where it disappeared behind another spruce-covered island。 this dark hair-line was the trail--the main trail--that led south five hundred miles to the chilcoot pass, dyea, and salt water; and that led north seventy miles to dawson, and still on to the north a thousand miles to nulato, and finally to st。 michael on bering sea, a thousand miles and half a thousand more。
but all this--the mysterious, far-reaching hair-line trail。 the absence of sun from the sky, the tremendous cold, and the strangeness and weirdness of it all--made no impression on the man。 it was not because he was long used to it。 he was a newcomer! in the land, a chechaquo, and this was his first winter。 the trouble with him was that he was without imagination。 he was quick and alert in the things of life, but only in the things, and not in the significances。 fifty degrees below zero meant eighty-odd degrees of frost。 such fact impressed him as being cold and uncomfortable, and that was all。 it did not lead him to meditate upon his frailty as a creature of temperature, and upon mans frailty in general, able only to live within certain narrow limits of heat and cold; and from there on it did not lead him to the conjectural field of immortality and mans place in the universe。 fifty degrees below zero stood forte bite of frost that hurt and that must be guarded against by the use of mittens, ear-flaps, warm moccasins, and thick socks。 fifty degrees below zero was to him just precisely fifty degrees below zero。 that there should be anything more to it than that was a thought that never entered his head。
as he turned to go on, he spat speculatively。 there was a sharp, eplosive crackle that startled him。 he spat again。 and again, in the air, before it could fall to the snow, the spittle crackled。 he knew that at fifty below spittle crackled on the snow, but this spittle had crackled in the air。 undoubtedly it was colder than fifty below--how much colder he did not know。 but the temperature did not matter。 he was bound for the old claim on the left fork of henderson creek, where the boys were already。 they had come over across the divide from the indian creek country, while he had come the roundabout way to take; a look at the possibilities of getting out logs in the spring from the islands in the yukon。 he would be in to camp by si oclock; a bit after dark, it was true, but the boys would be there, a fire would be going, and a hot supper would be ready。 as for lunch, he pressed his hand against the protruding bundle under his jacket。 it was also under his shirt, wrapped up in a handkerchief and lying against the naked skin。 it was the only way to keep the biscuits from freezing。 he smiled agreeably to himself as he thought of those biscuits, each cut open and sopped in bacon grease, and each enclosing a generous slice of fried bacon。
he plunged in among the big spruce trees。 the trail was faint。 a foot of snow had fallen since the last sled had passed over, and he was glad he was without a sled, traveling light。 in fact, he carried nothing but the lunch wrapped in the handkerchief。 he was surprised, however, at the cold。 it certainly was cold, he concluded as he rubbed his numb nose and cheek-bones with his mittened hand。 he was a warm-whiskered man, but the hair on his face did not protect the high cheek-bones and the eager nose that thrust itself aggressively into the frosty air。
at the mans heels trotted a dog, a big native husky, the proper wolfdog, gray-coated and without any visible or temperamental difference from its brother, the wild wolf。 the animal was depressed by the tremendous cold。 it knew that it was no time for traveling。 its instinct told it a truer tale than was told to the man by the mans judgment。 in reality, it was not merely colder than fifty below zero; it was colder than sity below, than seventy below。 it was seventy-five below zero。 since the freezing point is thirty-two above zero, it meant that one hundred and seven degrees of frost obtained。 the dog did not know anything about thermometers。 possibly in its brain there was no sharp consciousness of a condition of very cold such as was in the mans brain。 but the brute had its instinct。 it eperienced a vague but menacing apprehension that subdued it and made it slink along at the mans heels, and that made it question eagerly every unwonted movement of the man as if epecting him to go into camp or to seek shelter somewhere and build a fire。 the dog had learned fire, and it wanted fire, or else to burrow under the snow and cuddle its warmth away from the air。
the frozen moisture of its breathing had settled on its fur in a fine powder of frost, and especially were its jowls, muzzle, and eyelashes whitened by its crystalled breath。 the mans red beard and mustache were likewise frosted, but more solidly, the deposit taking the form of ice and increasing with every warm, moist breath he ehaled。 also, the man was chewing tobacco, and the muzzle of ice held his lips so rigidly that he was unable to clear his chin when he epelled the juice。 the result was that a crystal beard of the color and solidity of amber was increasing its length on his chin。 if he fell down it would shatter itself, like glass, into brittle fragments。 but he did not mind the appendage。 it was the penalty all tobacco-chewers paid in that country, and he had been out before in two cold snaps。 they had not been so cold as this, he knew, but by the spirit thermometer at sity mile he knew they had been registered at fifty below and at fifty-five。
he held on through the level stretch of woods for several miles, crossed a wide flat of rigger-heads, and dropped down a bank to the frozen bed of a small stream。 this was henderson creek, and he knew he was ten miles from the forks。 he looked at his watch。 it was ten oclock。 he was making four miles an hour, and he calculated that he would arrive at the forks at half-past twelve。 he decided to celebrate that event by eating his lunch there。
the dog dropped in again at his heels, with a tail drooping discouragement, as the man swung along the creek-bed。 the furrow of the old sled-trail was plainly visible, but a dozen inches of snow covered the marks of the last runners。 in a month no man had come up or down that silent creek。 the man held steadily on。 he was not much given to thinking, and just then particularly he had nothing to think about save that he would eat lunch at-the forks and that at si oclock he would be in camp with the boys。 there was nobody to talk to; and, had there been, speech would have been impossible because of the ice-muzzle on his mouth。 so he continued monotonously to chew tobac
once in a while the thought reiterated itself that it was very cold and that he had never eperienced such cold。 as he walked along he rubbed his cheek-bones and nose with the back of his mittened hand。 he did this automatically, now and again changing hands。 but rub as he would, the instant he stopped his cheek-bones went numb, and the following instant the end of his nose went numb。 he was sure to frost his cheeks; he knew that, and eperienced a pang of regret that he had not devised a nose-strap of the sort bud wore in cold snaps。 such a strap passed across the cheeks, as well, and saved them。 but it didnt matter much, after all。 what were frosted cheeks? a bit painful, that was all; they were never serious。
empty as the mans mind was of thoughts, he was keenly observant, and he noticed the changes in the creek, the curves and bends and timber jams, and always he shar* noted where he placed his feet。 once coming around a bend, he shied abruptly, like a startled horse, curved away from the place where he had been walking, and retreated several paces back along the trail。 the creek he knew was frozen clear to the bottom,--no creek could contain water in that arctic winter,--but he knew also that there were springs that bubbled out from the hillsides and ran along under the snow and on top the ice of the creek。 he knew that the coldest snaps never froze these springs, and he knew likewise their danger。 they were traps。 they hid pools of water under the snow that might be three inches deep, or three feet。 sometimes a skin of ice。 half an inch thick covered them, and in turn was covered by the snow sometimes there were alternate layers of water and ice-skin, so that when one broke through he kept on breaking through for a while, sometimes wetting himself to the waist。
that was why he had shied in such panic。 he had felt the give under his feet and heard the crackle of a snow-hidden ice-skin。 and to get his feet wet in such a temperature meant trouble and danger。 at the very least it meant delay, for he would be forced to stop and build a fire, and under its protection to bare his feet while he dried his socks and moccasins。 he stood and studied the creek-bed and its banks, and decided that the flow of water came from the right。 he reflected a while, rubbing his nose and cheeks, then skirted to the left, stepping gingerly and testing the footing for each step。 once clear of the danger, he took a fresh chew of tobacco and swung along at his four-mile gait。
in the course of the net two hours he came upon several similar traps。 usually the snow above the hidden pools had a sunken, candied appearance that advertised the danger。 once again, however, he had a close call; and once, suspecting danger, he compelled the dog to go on in front。 the dog did not want to go。 it hung back until the man shoved it forward, and then it went quickly across the white, unbroken surface。 suddenly it broke through, floundered to one side, and got away to firmer footing。 it had wet its forefeet and legs, and almost immediately the water that clung to it turned to ice。 it made quick efforts to lick the ice off its legs, then dropped down in the snow and began to bite out the ice that had formed between the toes。 l his was a matter of instinct。 to permit the ice to remain would mean sore feet。 it did not know this。 it merely obeyed the mysterious prompting that arose from the deep crypts of its being。 but the man knew, having achieved a judgment on the subject, and he removed the mitten from his right hand and helped tear out the ice-particles。 he did not epose his fingers more than a minute, and was astonished at the swift numbness that smote them。 it certainly was cold。 he pulled on the mitten hastily, and beat the hand savagely across his chest。
at twelve oclock the day was at its brightest。 yet the sun was too; far south an its winter journey to clear the horizon。 the bulge of the earth intervened between it arid henderson creek, where the man walked under a clear sky at noon and cast no shadow。 at half-past twelve, to the minute, he arrived at the forks of the creek。 he was。 pleased at the speed he had made。 if he kept it up, he would certainly be with the boys by si。 he unbuttoned his jacket and shirt and drew forth his lunch。 the action consumed no more than a quarter of a minute, yet in that brief moment the numbness laid hold of the eposed fingers。 he did not put the mitten on, but, instead struck the fingers a dozen sharp smashes against his leg。 then he sat down on a snow-covered log to eat。 the sting that followed upon the striking of his fingers against his leg ceased so quickly that he was startled。 he had had no chance to take a bite of biscuit。 he struck the fingers repeatedly and returned them to the mitten, baring the other hand for the purpose of eating, he tried to take a mouthful, but the ice-muzzle prevented。 he had forgotten to build a fire and thaw out。 he chuckled at his foolishness, and as he chuckled he noted the numbness creeping into the eposed fingers。 also, he noted that the stinging which had first come to his toes when he sat down was already passing away。 he wandered whether the toes were warm or numb。 he moved them inside the moccasins and decided that they were numb。
he pulled the mitten on hurriedly and stood up。 he was a bit frightened。 he stamped up and down until the stinging returned into the feet。 it certainly was cold, was his thought。 that man from sulphur creek had spoken the truth when telling how cold it sometimes got in the country。 and he had laughed at him at the time! that showed one must not be too sure of things。 there was no mistake about it, it was cold。 he strode up and down, stamping his feet and threshing his arms, until reassured by the returning warmth。 then he got out matches and proceeded to make a fire。 from the undergrowth, where high water of the previous spring had lodged a sup* of seasoned twigs, he got his firewood。 working carefully from a small beginning, he soon had a roaring fire, over which he thawed the ice from his face and in the protection of which he ate his biscuits。 for the moment the cold space was outwitted。 the dog took satisfaction in the fire, stretching out close enough for warmth and far enough away to escape being singed。
when the man had finished, be filled his pipe and took his comfortable time over a smoke。 then he pulled on his mittens, settled the ear-flaps of his cap firmly about his ears, and took the creek trail up the left fork。 the dog was disappointed and yearned back toward the fire。 this man did not know cold。 possibly all the generations of his ancestry had been ignorant of cold of real cold, of cold one hundred and seven degrees below freezing point。 but the dog knew; all its ancestry knew, and it had inherited the knowledge。 and it knew that it was not good to walk abroad in such fearful cold。 it was the time to lie snug in a hole in the snow and wait for a curtain of cloud to be drawn across the face of outer space whence this cold came。 on the other hand, there was no keen intimacy between the dog and the man。 the one was the toil-slave of the other, and the only caresses it had ever received were the caresses of the whiplash and of harsh and menacing throat-sounds that threatened the whiplash。 so, the dog made no effort to communicate its apprehension to the man。 it was not concerned in the welfare of the man, it was for its own sake that it yearned back toward the fire。 but the man whistled, and spoke to it with the sound of whiplashes and the dog swung in at the mans heel and followed after。
the man took a chew of tobacco and proceeded to start a new amber beard。 also, his moist breath quickly powdered with white his mustache, eyebrows, and lashes。 there did not seem to be so many springs on the left fork of the henderson, and for half an hour the man saw no signs of any。 and then it happened。 at a place where there were
——spring英语作文6篇
The sunshine in spring is colorful. When it shines on the quilt, it's golden and much warmer than before. It hit the wall as if it had been painted in silver. When it shines on a big tree, the leaves are bright green. It shone on the flowers, which blushed with laughter. It's shining in the river. The river is like glittering brocade. It shines on us, and we grow happily
I thank sunshine very much. I love sunshine.
Spring girl came to us with a beautiful dance. With a magic wand, the whole world turned green.
Today, my mother and I went to spring. As soon as I walk into the park, I feel the color in front of me.
Winter jasmine is blowing its trumpet, because spring is coming, it will play a good song for spring girl. The grass stretched its neck high as if to see something. Camellia laughed and blushed because it could see a new world again. Willow sways its soft body in the wind.
Ah, spring has come to us.
Last year’s Spring Festival is special My uncle and my aunt came back from Shanghai My family were very happy to keep the Spring Festival with them And it was the most exciting festival of all the festivals
On New Year’s Eve， my father and my uncle talked about their work together My mum did some cooking with my aunt Grandparents and I watched the New Year TV programmes At about six o’clock， we had a special family dinner We all thought the dumplings were delicious
On the first day of the New Year， we visited our relatives In the afternoon， we t shopping in Jiefanf Road My uncle bought some Jay’s CDs He likes Jay’s music very much There were so many people on the road It was more alive than any other time of a year
On the second and the third days， we spent a wonderful weekend in the country There were much bigger trees than in the city And the animals were more beautiful than in the city We all enjoyed ourselves
I had an interesting Spring Festival How about you?
In our country,we have lots of tranditional festivals.Thebiggestis the spring fastival. Last spring fastival,I spent four days to enjoy. On thefirst day,my families visited my grandparents.Not only did we talk about so much things, but also we made dumplings together.As for little children,they played whith each other.At night,many relatives watched TV and expected to meet new year .Before 12 oclock,we went to the streets and saidto others:"Happy new year!"After that,we saw mang fireworks. Then we went to sleep.On the next days,I visited mang people ang got much" pocket money " Which featival do you like best?
Spring is coming.Flowers are blooming.Everyone is happy.
In spring,the weather is nice and warm.I can do many things.The ice is melting,so I can go fishing.The weather is sunny,so I can go climbing.I can play outside with my friends for the warm weather.I can also go hiking with my family.
In spring,farmers are very busy,because they must plant crops.They grow vegetables,too.Spring is interesting.I like it very much.
我爱春天。不只爱它生机蓬勃，不只爱它欣欣向荣，我最爱它令人神往的神韵。
I love spring. I love not only its vitality, but also its prosperity. I love its fascinating charm.
没有夏的狂热，没有秋的凄凉，也没有冬的冷漠。春风拂面，春雨沙沙，春光明媚，春满园，春天，一个多么美好的季节。
There is no summer fever, no autumn desolation, no winter indifference. The spring breeze blows the face, the spring rain sand, the spring light is bright, the spring color is full of garden, spring, what a beautiful season.
春天是充满生机的，春风将春的消息撒满整个大地。春风将娇嫩的小芽从土壤和树枝上拽了出来，迎春花抬起那嫩黄的小脸，微笑着向春天问好。看，那粉色的桃花像一片片胭脂，染红富饶的'土地，又像一团团云雾，笼罩充满生机的大地，春，就是这样一个充满生机的季节。
Spring is full of life, the spring wind will spread the news of spring all over the earth. The spring wind pulled the delicate buds out of the soil and branches, and the jasmine raised its yellow face and said hello to spring with a smile. Look, the pink peach blossom is like a piece of rouge, red and rich land, like a cloud, enveloping the land full of vitality. Spring is such a season full of vitality.
春天是活泼的，像一个活泼可爱的姑娘，在冰层上蹦啊蹦，冰层便裂开了缝隙变化成冰块，变成了河流，她在土地上跑啊跑，身后的土地上立刻探出了许多棵嫩芽，她还抱着桃花枝摇啊摇，花苞便忍不住含笑绽开了。春姑娘看到后，兴奋极了，忍不住唱起了歌，风婆婆听见后，急匆匆地赶来了，这次，她没有带来寒意，而是用她那温暖的双手摇着即将苏醒的大地。春，就是这样一个活泼的季节。
Spring is lively, like a lively and lovely girl, jumping and jumping on the ice, the ice will crack and change into ice, into a river, she runs and runs on the land, and immediately there are many buds on the land behind her. She still holds the peach blossom branch and shakes it, so the flower bud can't help smiling and blooming. When spring girl saw it, she was so excited that she couldn't help singing. When she heard it, mother-in-law Feng hurriedly came here. This time, she didn't bring cold, but shook the earth that was about to wake up with her warm hands. Spring is such a lively season.
春天是充满希望的季节。因寒冬而委顿的人们，在春的渲染下，脱去了一层层棉衣，在微微的春风中振作起来了，学生们三两成群走进校园，开开心心地开始新学期的生活。农民们开始播种新一年的农作物，期待秋天能有好收获。就连燕子也从南方飞回了北方，辛苦地建着巢，开始新的生活。春，就是一个这样充满希望的季节。
Spring is a season of hope. Because of the cold winter and the people, in the spring of the rendering, take off a layer of cotton padded clothes, in the slight spring breeze to cheer up, students in groups of three or two into the campus, happy to start the new semester life. Farmers began to plant crops for the new year, expecting good harvest in autumn. Even swallows fly back to the north from the south, toiling to build nests and start a new life. Spring is such a hopeful season.
桃花告诉我们，春是充满生机、热情的红色。油菜花告诉我们，春是充满希望、活泼的金色。而我觉得春是一个生机蓬勃、欣欣向荣的季节，我欣赏你，我愿为你赋一首诗、唱一首歌、画一幅画。
Peach blossom tells us that spring is full of vitality and enthusiasm. Rape flowers tell us that spring is full of hope and lively gold. And I think spring is a season of vitality and prosperity. I appreciate you. I'd like to give you a poem, sing a song and draw a picture.
——my spring festival英语作文6篇
My Spring Festival Last year’s Spring Festival is special. My uncle and my aunt came back from Shanghai. My family were very happy to keep the Spring Festival with them. And it was the most exciting festival of all the festivals.
On New Year’s Eve, my father and my uncle talked about their work together. My mum did some cooking with my aunt Grandparents and I watched the New Year TV programmes. At about six o’clock, we had a special family dinner. We all thought the dumplings were delicious.
On the first day of the New Year, we visited our relatives. In the afternoon, we went shopping in Jiefanf Road. My uncle bought some Jay’s CDs. He likes Jay’s music very much. There were so many people on the road. It was more alive than any other time of a year. On the second and the third days, we spent a
wonderful weekend in the country. There were much bigger trees than in the city. And the animals were more beautiful than in the city. We all enjoyed ourselv
我去年春节的春节很特别。我的叔叔和我的阿姨从上海回来。我的家人非常高兴与他们保持春节。这是最令人兴奋的节日的'节日。
在新年前夕,我父亲和我叔叔一起谈论他们的工作。我妈妈和我阿姨做了一些烹饪祖父母,我看了电视节目。大约6点钟,我们有一个特殊的家庭晚餐。我们都认为饺子是美味的。
在新年的第一天,我们参观了我们的亲戚。在下午,我们去购物在Jiefanf道路。我叔叔买了一些周杰伦的cd。他非常喜欢周杰伦的音乐。有那么多人在路上。活着更比其他任何一年的时间。第二和第三天,我们花了
美好的周末。有更大的树比城市。和动物比在城市更美丽。我们都喜欢ourselv
"New Year's day, New Year's day!"The children were grinning from ear to ear on the grass.
The children in the square had some firecrackers and some around the fire.
At night, the sky becomes a colorful kaleidoscope.There are all kinds of firecrackers on the ground, red and red lanterns.From a distance, ah!It is more beautiful than spring, hotter than summer, richer than autumn, and more magnificent than winter.
There was a tray of candy and reunion dinners.Everyone happily gathered together, happily ate the reunion dinner, said to each other: "happy New Year to you!"I also say to everyone: "happy New Year!"
“过年了，过年了!”孩子们在草地上高兴得合不拢嘴。
广场上孩子们有的放鞭炮，有的围着火炉团团转。
夜晚，天空变成一个五彩缤纷，光彩夺目的万花筒;地上有各种各样的花炮，红红火火的灯笼。从远处一看，啊!比春天还美丽，比夏天还红火，比秋天还丰富，比冬天还壮观!
家里摆着一盘盘糖果和团圆饭。大家开开心心地聚在一起，高高兴兴地吃团圆饭，互相说声：“祝你新年快乐!”我也跟大家说：“新年好!”
Today is the Spring Festival, father, mother, sister and I the family go to grandma's Spring Festival, grandma prepared delicious food, have fish, lamb, chicken, duck, of course, the most important thing is the dumplings.
After we had finished eating was about to turn on the TV watching the Spring Festival gala, grandpa and grandma stopped me and said: "this is your New Year's money, is 100 yuan". I closed down and said 1: "thank you". Grandma's face smiling like a flower.
At midnight, we go to put firecrackers, there are flowers, and rotation. Dad said: "you put a spinning"! "Good" I took a firecrackers with my father a touch of smoke, get thrown out, dad took a nude on the manhole cover, I favour say: "wrong", "my father said," what's wrong "?." This is in his hand. "he took a gun in hand lit, really like what I said.
In 2011 the Spring Festival I am very happy!
In the New Year, my friends are changed into the new clothes take off the old clothes. In people look forward to every day, New Year's day finally came, people began to busy. Buy fireworks small stall out doing business; Buy confectionery out doing business; Buy everyone couplet is out of business. We took to the streets to purchase them, a seething streets.
That night, whether there will be a few families put fireworks lit into heaven; Sometimes there are several naughty kids do not help, holding a small firecrackers, threw it into the ground, and of the earth in pain bi BiBao peel. Families to turn on the lights, and some people are watching TV, some family reunion dinner again; I with mom and dad said jokes, stories, watch TV, I immediately to mind a poem: firecrackers in New Year's eve, the spring breeze gifts into the toso. Always find Tong Tong, brought new peach in old character.
Before the Spring Festival, people made haste. In cleaning cleaning, to buy new clothes and new shoes to buy new clothes and new shoes, buy necessities to buy necessities. In cleaning some sweep away some of the spider web on the ceiling, some in the window, some not commonly used before the things clean; Buy some sugar in to buy necessities, melon seeds and buy chocolate, and so on.
New Year's eve is more busy. Adults get up early in the morning, go to busy supermarket to buy all kinds of food to prepare dinner.
On the first day is the happiest day of our children. Our best wishes to the *s, the elders will give us New Year's money, and bless our learning progress, happy every day. We can wear beautiful clothes to play and play outside.
I like the Spring Festival, happy and happy Spring Festival!
Home this Spring Festival I went back to my father and mother and grandma together, just to my grandma's only listen to the sound of "pa, pa, pa" the sound of firecrackers, entered the house after I said to my grandmother 'grandma, why should put much more noisy firecrackers? "then my grandmother told me that setting off firecrackers is a custom, said master for visitors,' oh, originally the small set off firecrackers also has knowledge greatly, 'I don't the sighs. Then, and I know a lot from my grandmother mouth, such as; One or month, every family to kill pig, zi ba, bean curd, rice cakes, catch production... special purchases
You know, every New Year's day a few days ago, families are in cleaning, affix Spring Festival couplets, until, on the morning of the lunar New Year, must be up early to make dumplings, dumplings will to put as COINS into the dumplings, said in the New Year prosperous, making a fortune.
Over the years, the second day, people with zi ba, pig, etc to happy New Year. Happy New Year to be back in 15 commonly, because is the fifteenth day of the Lantern Festival every family point candles, sometimes the lion dance and so on.
——spring festival英语作文汇总十篇
Today, I went back to my hometown for the Spring Festival happily with my father and mother.
As soon as I got to my hometown, I found a new spring couplet on the door, and I was happy to find my brother. I took a football cannon. It was round and green, with a thin layer of plastic and very green. I carefully put the gun on the steps, the younger brother help me to bring the flash sticks, I slowly put a stick on the gun, only heard the "bang" a loud explosion, this gun is football really loud!
We watched the gala dinner together after the New Years eve dinner. There were sketches, crosstalk, singing and dancing...
It looks great!
This year, we have a very happy reunion. I wish everyone a happy and happy New Year!
Sun slowly down, everybody together together, eating a hearty dinner, while chatting happily in this years harvest, is really happy! Table grandpa also gladly gave me a big red envelope. Adults such as meal, I cant wait to end on the fruit platter let people taste, all kua I do is beautiful is good!
After dinner, we sat in front of the television, watching the Spring Festival evening party with relish, zhao4 ben3 shan "not bad money", xus "facial features for work……Laugh until you cant stop us, dance such as the recent program brings us a beautiful enjoyment. As the "dangdang" of the New Year bell sounded, all the fireworks with the expectation and wishes for the New Year we flew in the sky……
Soon after the new year, I want to grandma, because the mother's unit on the thirty before the holiday, I really can't wait, wait to go back to my grandma and dad.
Grandma's family lives in the Guyang public interest iron mine, and dad needs to walk to grandma's home for 40 minutes. So when I got up early in the morning, I hurried to pick up what I wanted to bring. My mother had already put on a big bag for my new clothes I wore in the new year before I went to work, and put my winter homework, piano book, 20 minute reading and extra-curricular reading books in my schoolbag, too. After finishing the meal, I had breakfast with my father. My father took me to the Guanghui fruit wholesale market to buy some fruit, and then I bought some new food, so we drove all the way to grandma's house.
To my grandmother's house, has been to more than 12 at noon, Grandma had a meal waiting for me, I am glad to see grandma, grandma is laughing not shut up. I hastened to call her mother to tell her that we had arrived safely, so that she could rest assured.
The spring festival is Chinese most traditional festival every 365 days. Each Chinese pay much attention on it. Every year about 15 days before spring festival， the migrate works and white-collars are beginning crowded home-returning.
But， in recent years， with the development of the world， many different attitudes between the young and the old towards the spring festival come forth. The old are still pay more attention to the spring festival， but the young gradually change the mode to spend their spring festival holiday， such as travel overseas.
When I am a childhood， I celebrated the spring festival with my family about a month in my winter vacation in traditional way， such as helping cleaning our houses， putting red couplets on gates， setting off firecrackers， and wear new clothes. Now， I spend only 4 or 5 days at home with my parents in celebrating the spring festival， then I will hurry back to work. Maybe in the near future， I will have no time celebrating spring festival hometown， and my parents have to come to stay with us in the city.
Whether or no， I like the spring festival. It is one of the most important part of our Chinese culture. However busy I am， I will try my best to celebrating it with the traditional way to protect those our ancestor has leave behind.
Spring Festival is one of the most important festival in China.
I spend the time with my family and relatives in Beijing, in which we do many activities. At the important time, we group together watching TV shows and enjoy every single second we are together. Normally, we play cards, cook food, hangout with friends, play with firework, and develop good relationship with relatives.
Without a doubt, Chinese spring festival is one of the most important festivals in China, which allow us to get our mind off the busy work and study.
The happy spring festival spring festival is on the first day of the first lunar month.chinese people most like the spring festival.during spring festival,chinese people like having meals with their families,playing fireworks in the open air.my sisters and iplayed fireworks on that day.we had many fireworks.they were very beautiful.they were running into the sky and breaking into pieces.they looked like flowers in the sky.we were very happy and excited.after that,i made awish.i hope that,we can have ahappy and healthy life next year and everyone in my family can be happy.i enjoy the festival very happy.
春节是在第一个月的第一天。中国人最喜欢春节.在春节期间,中国人喜欢和自己的家人一起吃饭,一起放焰火在空旷的地方。在那些日子里,我和我姐姐一起放焰火。我们有很多的焰火。它们非常漂亮。它们升上天空并且使一些地方变得很亮。在天空中,它们看起来像是花。我们很高兴也很兴奋。在这之后,我许了一个愿,我希望,在来年,我们能够高高兴兴并且拥有健康的生活,还有每一个人在我们家庭里都可以开开心心。我感到在这个节日里非常高兴。
Every year before and after the Spring Festival, there will be a unique phenomenon in China - the Spring Festival. Previously, the concept of "Spring Festival" two words for me is very fuzzy, I just know from radio, television or newspapers, and the Spring Festival this year, but I personally experienced the spring tide.
The twelfth lunar month twenty-seven this afternoon, I and my mother went to the train station ready to return to his home. We arrived at the Sheep Street shop under the overpass, and before leaving the door, we saw long queues of people moving slowly towards the direction of the waiting hall of Beijing West Railway Station. I can't wait to pull the door and mother into the huge stream of people. The little I had to move along with the crowd, but I was still hit by the bump from time to time. In this collision, I still want to move forward, step by step, like a snail. Oh! I dream at this time to have a martial arts master. The only fly over the walls! Ha-ha！ I don't have to endure this torment here, and I can fly across the bridge and fly into the waiting room.
After about half an hour, we finally ran into the waiting hall with the crowd. When I and my mother pulled the box carrying a large bag, out of breath, rushed to the waiting room, we were stunned in front of the scene: the waiting room is huge crowds of people crowded. There are people on the chair, people on the ground, people in the whole waiting room. I and my mother carefully stacked across a piece of luggage, through a people, finally found a can under the feet, oh! It turned out that there was a muddy water in the ground of the foot. And the water is scattered floating food residue riotous with colour paper what, no wonder nobody standing here? In such a noisy environment, nostrils is a fragrance spicy instant noodles and bread flavor, with little food and people who exudes a strange smell. Such a smell is irritable, depressing, and suffocating... My mood began to get upset, and my mother guided me to a conscious observation of the waiting room.
Well！ The performance of the waiting people is really different. Look, some half lie sit close; some dedicated mobile phone play; some relish to eat; and look around aimlessly...... Especially the middle-aged woman sitting on the ground, it devoured the instant noodles, from time to time issued "blue blue". Finally, she turned to eat instant noodles box directly buckle to the face, neck and back gudonggudong drink soup. After drinking, wipe your box with your hands, and throw the box aside, and draw a chicken leg from the side bag, and put your sleeve up and chew it up. After a while, the original big chicken only a tiny bones, then she also put the small bones from top to bottom to suck again, "black" to throw the ground, stood up paipaipigu, hefts the bag off. Oh! It is also a natural and unrestrained posture.
After two hours of hard work, we finally set foot on the train for our home. Unforgettable! My first spring festival experience.
Every year, Spring Festival makes me happy, because I can spend a long holiday to stay with my families. On the New Year’s Eve, all the families got together. We woke up early in the morning and then my mother started to purchase some food to prepare the big dinner. I helped my mother to bring the food. Before dinner, there was a tradition in my hometown.
We needed to bring the chicken to take a bow to our ancestors, showing our respect and gratitude. When the dinner’s ready, we ate happily and talked a lot. Then at night, the families pasted the New Year’s scrolls and decorated the house. What a harmonious environment and we enjoyed the family hour. In the next few days, I visited a lot of relatives. It was a good chance for us to communicate with each other.
Close to the Spring Festival, on the Internet, on TV and in the newspaper, the Spring Festival was reported every day. Look at the picture on the corner of the crowd, watching a spring tell trouble article, hear people sigh and complain, I had a fear of the spring festival.
Well, I'm really afraid of what. Before the Spring Festival, my father solemnly announced that this year we will return to our hometown - Jiangsu for the new year. Ah? The news was like a heavy bomb, and I fell down on the sofa. Are we going to join the Spring Festival army? It's awful. Looking at my father's firm look, I can only swallow the words of resistance into my stomach. It seems that this time I really have to try the power of the Spring Festival.
On this day, after packing up, we came to the railway station. The train station was in the sea of people, and everyone was carrying small bags. There were people in the waiting room, all the seats in the seats, and even the aisle and the corner were all people and luggage. My ear is full of "buzz" voice, and the sound of the horn, the child crying, loud cries of hawkers...... All kinds of voices rise and fall. I frowned, squeezed into the crowd with my mom and Dad, and stood waiting. Looking at the passengers around you, they were all excited, as if they were home.
"Check the ticket!" After a shout, the army in the waiting room immediately flocked to the ticket. All the people are angry like crowded forward, as to who desperately like. I was caught in the crowd, moving forward involuntarily. The mother clung to me, for fear of accidentally broken up by the crowds. It is not easy for us to get out of the crowd and pick up the platform. I gasped and looked down and found that the shoes had been trampled in a mess...
At last, I got on the bus. The car was full of telephone and text messages, and passengers were eager to report the news to their friends and friends. I was excited to see the joy and expectation in my face. I discussed with my parents about the changes in their hometown and the plan for the new year.
Now, I'm not afraid of the Spring Festival. Although the Spring Festival return home is very hard, but can exchange with family reunion happy time, value!
The Spring Festival is the most important festival in China, the most exciting festival is once a year in. It's to celebrate the Lunar New Year holiday.
Every year on the evening before the Spring Festival, we are one family will get together and have a big meal. In many places people like to set off firecrackers. Dumplings are the most traditional foods. Children like the festival very much, because they can have delicious food and wear new clothes. They can also get some money from their parents. This money is given to children for good luck. People put New Year scrolls on the wall for good luck.
The Spring Festival lasts about 15 days long. People visit relatives and friends said " I wish you good luck ". People enjoy the Spring Festival, during this time they can have a good rest.
This is China's traditional Spring Festival holiday, you know?
