暑假故事英语作文【三篇】

1.暑假故事英语作文

More than 2000 years ago, a scholar endured humiliation after suffering great humiliation and completed a great historical work with his heart and flesh. For more than 2000 years, this great masterpiece was like a bright pearl, illuminating the starry sky of history. This scholar is Sima Qian, and his historical work is historical records. Shiji is a general history, which records the history of nearly 3000 years from the legendary Yellow Emperor to Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty《 Historical records has been handed down for thousands of years, ranking first in China's twenty-four history. It is praised by Mr. Lu Xun as the masterpiece of historians and Lisao without rhyme. Shiji stories is based on the most popular classic stories in Shiji. The language is lively, the diction is refined and beautiful, the story is wonderful, and the characters are all inclusive. The characters he portrays have distinct personality. Dayu, the great poet Qu Yuan, the ambitious Xiang Yu, the honest man who knows his mistakes and can change them, Lin Xiangru, who puts national interests first, Han Xin, who wins every battle, and Gou Jian, who lives on hardships and tastes courage... These characters have benefited me a lot and have been used for a lifetime.

\"Historical stories\" let me understand the origin of the Chinese nation and the great achievements of historical figures, let us know how to be a man, enrich our knowledge and improve our ability to distinguish right from wrong.

Reading this book is like talking to a writer, increasing knowledge and enjoying incomparable happiness. 2.暑假故事英语作文

Each of us should learn to save and start with small things, such as turning off the lights and turning off the tap.

My father is very economical. One day, my father said he wanted to play in a far park. When I heard the word \"far\Unexpectedly, my father refused me and said, \"don't we have bicycles? We should travel environmentally. \"

One day, my mother was washing rice and preparing to cook. After washing the rice, she watered the bright flowers with a basin of muddy water. I ran out of the house curiously and asked my mother, \"why do you water the flowers with these dirty water?\" Mother said, \"because we all need to save water.\" I asked my mother, \"won't the flowers die?\" Mother said: \"no, rice washing water is also very nutritious!\"

From now on, everyone should save energy. Water can be used repeatedly. Don't waste food and drive less. In this way, our earth will be more environmentally friendly and beautiful!

3.暑假故事英语作文

Childhood is a fragrant flower, a clear and transparent River, and a colorful and laughing dream. The story of childhood is as many as the grapes on the grape shelf. There are countless grapes. Let me pick the most brilliant and glittering \"grape\" and share it with you!

One summer night, the weather was very muggy. Grandpa and I went for a walk in the

park. When you enter the park, you first see the colorful lights. The lights were arranged in various shapes, which made the park very beautiful. What's more gratifying is that many small \"guests\" came to the park. They sang loudly, as if they were deliberately showing off their voice to the leisurely people after dinner, as if they were joining in the fun with people. With this wonderful song, the park is very lively. The moonlight on the hazy trees has a more poetic beauty.

I took grandpa's hand, my eyes didn't look at the road at all, and searched among the trees. See, see, through the light, I saw a black and big cicada singing attentively on the wrinkled trunk of a locust tree. Ha, this guy is brave enough to stay in such a low place! \"Grandpa, Grandpa, get me a cicada.\" Grandpa smiled and said, \"let's not hurt them!\" But I didn't like it. I pestered my grandfather and said, \"I won't hurt it. I put it at the head of the bed and let it sing to me when I sleep.\" I grew up with Grandpa. Naturally, I knew Grandpa. I ran to Grandpa, beat his back and shook his hand. I begged him to help me and meet my wishes. Of course grandpa agreed. He stretched out his hand, arched his palm into a ball, carefully pressed it, and captured the cicada without much effort. I picked up a plastic bag from the ground and put the cicadas in it. Cicadas flapped their wings angrily as if they were protesting. I comforted the cicada and said, \"little darling, don't make trouble, temporarily wronged ha!\" Not high up in the same tree, I found another cicada singing a loud song \"cicada, cicada\". It has a pair of transparent wings, wearing black armor, big and strong. I couldn't help but let Grandpa catch it for me. This time, the wise cicada heard the sound, spread his wings and flew to the iron sheet on the lamp post. Grandpa jumped up, stretched out his hand and grabbed... \"Ouch\suddenly grandpa's hands were bleeding. Grandpa frowned and pressed the injured place hard. I think grandpa must have been in pain! Grandpa didn't blame me. I was very sad and burst into tears. I blame myself secretly. I blame myself for being too headstrong, which makes grandpa suffer so much. From then on, I will never catch cicadas again