以母校为题的英语作文【一】
Dear alma mater:
Hello!
Every tree in this beautiful campus grew up with me from the moment I stepped into the school, when I walked into the strange campus, came to the strange class, and saw the strange classmate and teacher. I was alone in the lonely seat, and the teacher who taught us mathematics was quiet. Walked to my side, touched my little head and said kindly to me, "why don't you play with your classmates?" I replied, "I'm afraid they don't want to play with me," I whispered. Mr. Yang looked at me with a smile and said, "they won't, don't believe you can try it, try playing with them. At the encouragement of Mr. Yang, I finally got up and stood up, walked past, greeted them with a red face, and as Miss Yang said, They really won't stop playing with me. They are very friendly and shake hands with me. They smile at me and play with me.
After a period of time, before the unfamiliar face, a strange person, all become familiar with, and their flat friendship, suddenly become pure, become more deep, more true. In one test, my friend gave me a lot of confidence in the truth that I was willing to help. When I forgot to bring my pen, I suddenly appeared a new pen in front of me. I looked up, and a pair of big eyes contained the true feelings. She said, "you are really forgetful," she said. "You are not allowed to take the exam. Good grades! " I gently put out my hand to catch the symbol of the friendship - a pen, that pen, as if in my hands as if a thousand jin, let me deeply touched by our pure friendship, although things have been a long time, but so far I still remember the heart.
The green grass was once our happy world, the bright and spacious classroom was once the temple that gave us knowledge. Before the flag raising platform, we were solemnly facing the national flag and singing the National Anthem... All the things that had happened on the campus were deeply engraved in my mind, and the six years had passed, we wanted. Say goodbye to the great alma mater!
Good-bye, beloved alma mater, respected teacher, dear classmates, in this warm primary school age, you give me a warm embrace, you give me a loving mother like love, you give me sincere encouragement, you give me the most pure friendship, these will be the warm and small time, the most unforgettable memories!
以母校为题的英语作文【二】
Being a monitor is my dream, because I think it is so cool and I will have the power. So when I go into the middle school, I make my effort to be a monitor, luckily, all of my classmates trust me and elect me as their monitor. I am so happy, my little dream has come true, but I never expect that the monitor’s duty is so heavy. I can’t do what I want, every decision I make needs to consider so many things, if I go the wrong way, my classmates will have loss. As the saying that the more power, the more responsibility, I have pressure, but I learn many things, I become mature and can deal things well.
成为班长是我的梦想，因为我觉得班长很酷，我也会有权利。因此当我上初中了，我努力成为一名班长，幸运的，所有的同学都信任我，选我为他们的'班长。我很开心，我实现了小小的梦想，但是我没有预料到班长的责任是如此的重。我不能随心所欲，我做的每一个决定都要考虑到很多事情，如果我走错了路，我的同学也会遭受到损失。正如有句话说，能力越大，责任越大，我有压力，但是也学到了很多事情，我变得成熟，可以把事情处理好。
以母校为题的英语作文【三】
——题记
“英语就考了106分，做了那么多练习什么用？！你看看人家小叶也不看见做什么课外练习都考了129分！”英语老师用严厉的口吻批评着我，语气有些愤怒、有些失望。
我眼眶差点溢出了委屈的泪水，我也很努力去学习英语。背单词、做练习我也很用心啊。为什么就考不出70分的范围？为什么要有英语这课程？为什么我们要学习？为什么外国不是和我们一样说汉语而是英语？
突然想起了吴克群的《将军令》中的一句歌词：“我知道yoyoyo不是我的'语言……在你的世界学你说ABCD，在我的土地对不起请说华语……”
……
啊！英语，
你是正极，我是负极，我们一短兵相接就会使战争的导线升温！
你是老鼠，我就是猫，在自然界的生存法则里我们永远是天敌！
你是kiss，我是kill，所以我们就像爱与恨一样永远是opposite……
你是……
“侬有空写这些乱七八糟的东西，不会去多背几个单词，去做会阅读啊！……”一个熟悉又让我有些厌恶的声音像幽灵一样从我身后冒了出来。我几乎可以想象出接下来所谓的“台词”是什么。那些话已经停了不下N遍了，我都可以一字不漏地把那些台词复述出来。我想我的耳膜已经对这些“站着说话不嫌腰疼”的话产生抗体形成自动免疫功能。
我仍然陷在我的浮想中。我独来独往走在云彩之上，身边路过拿着英语书、词组纸的同学，目光茫然。我唤醒他们。
他们却对我说：“要上英语课了，你还不背单词啊！”我一愣。我想哭泣，想逃离，但是我此时此刻却不知道欲去何方……
我深陷在眼瞳中的字母里，昏厥，猛睁眼，天亮了，英语仍在……
以母校为题的英语作文【四】
The beloved alma mater:
Hello!
Time elapses, six years have quietly passed. Six years ago, one day after the summer vacation, I entered your door for the first time. At the moment when I entered the elementary school gate, I was still timid. I even looked back at my mother with tears in my eyes. But not long after, I began to feel proud, because I was no longer a kindergarten kid, I was a primary school student. Up to grade two, I was both happy and excited because I went up to grade one. In this way, I am happy, excited and proud again and again, and I am a student of grade six graduating class. In the past six years, I grew up to be a vigorous young man, which all depended on the cultivation of his alma mater. In a few days, I will leave the alma mater to enter the middle school, the love of the alma mater is born in my heart, all of the alma mater, all six years, is so unforgettable!
I remember my first grade, the first entrance to the school, the stress of learning caused physical discomfort, I often cold fever, a pull down my lessons, the teacher took the initiative to take my spare time to fill me up, so that I can keep up with the pace of progress of the class; remember the first games, when our first grade new students walk the platform, radio in the radio The excitement of "welcoming the freshmen of the first grade" was unspeakable; as a member of the chorus, the first time in the Great Hall of the people; the first trip abroad to Singapore... Countless fragments of memory have been pieced together into my six years of primary school growth.
My dear teachers, maybe I let you have a headache. Maybe I worried you. Maybe I made you feel comfortable. Maybe I made you proud. No matter how you are always my beloved teacher. You may not remember me, but I will always remember your teachings. Thank you for your guidance.
There is a song called "the story of time", the song wrote: "the windmill in the four seasons of the song of it in the circulation of it every day, wind and snow in the poetry of my years of growth, water it take away the time story, changed a person..." I have grown up in the four seasons, and I'm going to step into the other stage of my life. When I'm leaving the alma mater, I want to say, thanks to the alma mater, I will never forget the alma mater.
Wish the alma mater
Thriving, getting better and better!
