赞美的英语（1）

好的赞美可以帮助我们赢得别人的信任，改善我们的生活，所以要慷慨地全心赞扬你周围的人!它不仅能使赞美的对象骄傲，自己也能变得完美。以下是小编精心收集整理的赞美初一80词，下面小编就和大家分享，来欣赏一下吧。

赞美英语作文初一80词1

My mother is a village woman， who is already in her fifties. She had verylittle school education， but she knows that knowledge is of great importance toyoung people. She often asks me how I get along with my studies and encouragesme to study hard.

My mother takes good care of me and does everything she can for me， so thatI can spend more time on my study.

Once she was badly ill and had stayed in bed for several days. When I gothome to see her at night， I found the light was still on and mother was sittingin bed， making new clothes for me ! I was so deeply moved that tears came to myeyes.

Such is my mother， a kind and hard-working woman. I’ll respect and love herforever.

What a colorful world of the fall,this is a credit to the leaves,they havered and green,the autumn dress up like a large garden.

Red maple leaves,like palms,just five piece children.Leaves a small numberof prominent teeth,the base of the heart-shaped,dark green to dark green aboveto below the axillary vein has hair sense,the edge is also trimmed with laceirregular.Bark grayish brown,with the old growth,the surface grooves andscales.Maple leaves,autumn brings a festive and warm.

Holly tree is the symbol of vitality,crown thriving,flourish.Leavesoval,pointed at both ends,like the two tilt of the boat.Stem and leaf surfaceveins is very clear,long from bottom to top,from coarse to fine.The front ofdark green leaves,very smooth,negative light green,because there are manyprominent veins and coarse stems.Holly leaves have wavy lines on the edge of thesame jagged,but not scratchy.

The campus,red maple,holly green,a passionate,full of vitality,this isreally the mental outlook of our young pioneers it!I love autumn,I love the fallon campus.

Autumn is the third season in the year. It lasts from September toNovember. When the autumn comes, the leaves begin to turn yellow and then fall.The weather becomes cool. It makes people feel comfortable. So many people likeautumn and enjoy this season. Besides, autumn is a season of harvest. The cropsturn to rip. Farmers are busy with the harvest. And they begin to prepare forthe winter and the New Year.

It's September. Autumn is coming. But where is autumn? I am told that thesky looks higher with few clouds in autumn. I raise my head and look at the sky.It makes no difference with the sky in summer. And trees around are still green.Then I come to the fields. I find the corn in the ear. Apple trees nearby arefruiting well. The harvest season is coming. I jumped with joy. This is autumn.I found it!

Where is autumn? Fall in the golden nature.

You see, the earth is covered with golden leaves, the earth is like agolden carpet. Red apples, hanging on the branches, as if a little dolls hide inthe leaves and we play games; persimmon red, like a small lantern.

Ah! Autumn is really beautiful.

赞美的英语（2）

Hear the voice of wind. Ah! Autumn is finally here!

Garden, chrysanthemum peting opened! There are white the light yellow of ... .... Colorful chrysanthemums flourish in light wind, as if greeting them with people! Sweet-scented osmanthus trees out of the light yellow flowers. A wind blowing, a fresh wind into the nose, ah, really incense!

Orchards, the apple red, like little brother's face. Aunts and uncles are tiptoe with apple picking. Thunk! A ripe apple from the tree fell down. Persimmon tree, hanging on a persimmon tree, far from looking like a red lantern! Grapes on a channeling channeling a , as one finally purple beads, purple was black, people really want a bite it.

Fields, the endless golden rice, just like the earth covered with a layer of gold to the carpet. Farmers are busy on the busy man under, while cutting rice, while rice into basket. Face expression of joy and happiness.

Autumn is a season of charming scenery, it is a harvest season. Ah! The fall, you really beautiful you!

呼-呼-呼!又听到秋风的声音。啊!秋天终于来了!

花园里，菊花竞相开放了!有雪白的、浅紫的、淡黄的……。五颜六色的菊花争奇斗艳，在秋风中轻点着头，好像在跟人们打招呼呢!桂花树上开出了淡黄的小花。一阵轻风吹来，一股清香飘入鼻中，啊，真香!

果园里，苹果红彤彤的，就像小弟弟的脸。叔叔阿姨们正踮着脚跟摘苹果。咚!一个熟透的苹果从树上掉了下来。柿子树上，一个个柿子挂在树上，远远望去像一个个红灯笼!葡萄架上的葡萄一窜窜、一簇簇，像一颗颗紫色的珠子，紫得发黑，让人真想咬它一口。

田野里，金黄色的稻子一望无际，就像给大地铺上一层金黄的地毯。农民伯伯正忙上忙下的，一会儿割稻谷，一会儿将稻谷装进篮子里。脸上露出欢乐和喜悦的表情。

秋天是一个景色迷人的季节，更是一个丰收的.季节。啊!秋天，你真美呀!

赞美的英语（3）

What a colorful world of the fall,this is a credit to the leaves,they have red and green,the autumn dress up like a large garden.

red maple leaves,like palms,just five piece children.Leaves a small number of prominent teeth,the base of the heart-shaped,dark green to dark green above to below the axillary vein has hair sense,the edge is also trimmed with lace irregular.Bark grayish brown,with the old growth,the surface grooves and scales.Maple leaves,autumn brings a festive and warm.

holly tree is the symbol of vitality,crown thriving,flourish.Leaves oval,pointed at both ends,like the two tilt of the boat.Stem and leaf surface veins is very clear,long from bottom to top,from coarse to fine.The front of dark green leaves,very smooth,negative light green,because there are many prominent veins and coarse stems.Holly leaves have wavy lines on the edge of the same jagged,but not scratchy.

the campus,red maple,holly green,a passionate,full of vitality,this is really the mental outlook of our young pioneers it!I love autumn,I love the fall on campus.

我的世界的秋天,这是一个信用的叶子,他们有红色和绿色,秋天打扮像一个大花园.

红色的枫叶,像手掌,只是五个孩子.叶少数突出的牙齿,该基地的心形,暗绿色至暗绿色以上低于腋静脉有毛,边缘还镶着花边的不规则.树皮淡灰棕色,随着月龄的增长,表面沟槽和尺度.秋天的枫叶,带来了喜庆和温暖.

冬青树是生命力的象征,冠兴旺,繁荣.叶椭圆形,两端尖,像两只倾斜的船.茎和叶表面的纹路很清楚,从底部到顶部,从粗到细.正面深绿色的叶子,很光滑,负光绿色,因为有许多突出的静脉和粗茎.冬青叶有波浪纹边缘的锯齿,但不痒.

校园,枫叶红,绿冬青,热情,充满活力,这是真正的精神面貌我们少先队员了!我爱秋天,我爱秋天的校园。

赞美的英语（4）

在日常学习、工作抑或是生活中，大家对作文都不陌生吧，作文可分为小学作文、中学作文、大学作文（论文）。相信写作文是一个让许多人都头痛的'问题，下面是小编精心整理的赞美老师的英语作文，仅供参考，希望能够帮助到大家。

Three grade, and we have an English class, teaches us English is a female teacher, she xing4 pan, we call her pan. Pan grow very beautiful, she is slim, her eyes are large, eyelash long, like comb furl hairstyle. One day in English class, pan with her gentle and pleasant sound tell stories in English, led us to read English words, we soon learned to pan, teacher like us, revealing the happy smiling face.

That day, many of our classmates have a to do amiss, pan it carefully to teach us, teach again and again, never see her hair far and has never seen her appear impatient. Pan with her gentle and friendly voice asked: "can?" That sounds like a mother, like a warm breeze of our hearts, let me really moved! Again and again the pronunciation errors, don't have standard pronunciation, English teacher still use soft voice teach us. I like our English teacher -- pan teacher!

赞美的英语（5）

It's Autumn is But where is autumn? I am told that the sky looks higher with few clouds in I raise my head and look at the It makes no difference with the sky in And trees around are still Then I come to the I find the corn in the Apple trees nearby are fruiting The harvest season is I jumped with This is I found it!

赞美的英语（6）

Where is autumn? Fall in the golden

You see, the earth is covered with golden leaves, the earth is like a golden Red apples, hanging on the branches, as if a little dolls hide in the leaves and we play games; persimmon red, like a small

Ah! Autumn is really

赞美的英语（7）

警察与赞美诗英语读后感篇一

he Cop and the Anthem is a very interesting short novel. It is written by O.Henry. In the story, a poor man named Soapy has no job or money. He wanted to go to the jail because he has nowhere to go. The food in the jail can feed him. He tried a lot to break the law so that the police would catch him and send him to the jail. He ate a great meal without paying the bill, he shouted in the street, he grabbed someone’s umbrella. But he failed, the people just didn’t call the police. He started to think. He thought it was the God’s idea to keep him out of jail. And just when he decided to find a job and live on his own, a police came and send him to jail.

Sometimes the life is like a joke, it is very interesting. Just like Forrest Gump once said “Life is like a box of chocolate, you never know what you are gonna get”。 You never know what is gonna happen to you at the next second, So just try to enjoy your life.

警察与赞美诗英语读后感篇二

When people really want to go, and God just opened it cannot be denied that opportunity waits for no one, and it is not a passive, doesn't wait for you to analyze this, analyze that, considering this, consider that after a series of trivial events, then decided to do it. Perhaps it was a fleeting "Genie", which is the test of our courage and bravery, wisdom and spirit. But it does not mean that all things should not be considered, careful of personae dramatis, if that is the case, then we have to do with the ancient differences? Opportunity and a need to treasure, need to take advantage of the encounter opportunity is very "difficult", thoroughly to fully use, it is "difficult". How to better "perfection", is a priority. Starts mean, back out, rascally.

拓展阅读：英文原著

The Cop And The Anthem

O Henry

On his bench in Madison Square Soapy moved uneasily, and when Soapy moves uneasily on his bench in the park, you may know that winter is near.

A dead leaf fell in Soapy's lap. That was Jack Frost's card. Jack is kind to the regular residents of Madison Square, and gives them warning of his annual call.

Soapy realized the fact that the time had come for him to provide against the coming winter. And therefore he moved uneasily on his bench.

The winter ambitions of Soapy were not of the highest. In them there were no dreams of Mediterranean voyages, of blue Southern skies or the Vesuvian Bay. Three months on the Island was what his soul desired. Three months of assured board and bed and good company, safe from north winds and policemen, seemed to Soapy the most desirable thing.

For years the hospitable Blackwell prison had been his winter refuge. Just as the more fortunate New Yorkers had bought their tickets to Palm Beach and the Riviera each winter, so Soapy had made his arrangements for his annual journey to the island. And now the time had come. On the night before three Sunday newspapers, put under his coat, about his feet and over his lap, had not helped him against the cold as he slept on his bench near the fountain in the old square. There were many institutions of charity in New York where he might receive lodging and food, but to Soapy's proud spirit the gifts of charity were undesirable. You must pay in humiliation of spirit for everything received at the hands of philanthropy. So it was better to be a guest of the law.

Soapy, having decided to go to the Island, at once set about accomplishing his desire. There were many easy ways of doing this. The pleasantest was to dine at some good restaurant; and then, after declaring bankruptcy, be handed over to a policeman. A magistrate would do the rest.

Soapy left his bench and went out of the square and up Broadway. He stopped at the door of a glittering cafe. He was shaven and his coat was decent. If he could reach a table in the restaurant, the portion of him that would show above the table would raise no doubt in the waiter's mind. A roasted duck, thought Soapy, with a bottle of wine, and then some cheese, a cup of coffee and a cigar would be enough. Such a dinner would make him happy, for the journey to his winter refuge.

But as Soapy entered the restaurant door, the head waiter's eye fell upon his shabby trousers and old shoes. Strong hands turned him about and pushed him in silence and haste out into the street.

Soapy turned off Broadway. Some other way of entering the desirable refuge must be found.

At a corner of Sixth Avenue Soapy took a stone and sent it through the glass of a glittering shop window. People came running around the corner, a policeman at the head of them. Soapy stood still, with his hands in his pockets, and smiled at the sight of the policeman.

"Where is the man that has done that?" asked the policeman.

"Don't you think that I have had something to do with it?" said Soapy, not without sarcasm, but friendly.

The policeman paid no attention to Soapy. Men who break windows do not remain to speak with policemen. They run away. He saw a man running to catch a car and rushed after him with his stick in his hand. Soapy, with disgust in his heart, walked along, twice unsuccessful.

On the opposite side of the street was a little restaurant for people with large appetites and modest purses. Soapy entered this place without difficulty. He sat at a table and ate beefsteak and pie. And then he told the waiter that he had no money.

"Now go and call a cop," said Soapy. "And don't keep a gentleman waiting."

"No cop for you," said the waiter. "Hey!"

In a moment Soapy found himself lying upon his left ear on the pavement. He arose with difficulty, and beat the dust from his clothes. Arrest seemed a rosy dream. The Island seemed very far away. A policeman who stood before a drug store two doors away laughed and walked down the street. Soapy seemed to liberty.

After another unsuccessful attempt to be arrested for persecution a young woman, Soapy went further toward the district of theatres.

When he came upon a policeman standing in front of a glittering theatre, he caught at the straw of "disorderly conduct."

On the sidewalk Soapy began to sing drunken songs at the top of his voice. He danced, howled, and otherwise disturbed the peace.

The policeman turned his back to Soapy, and said to a citizen:

"It is one of the Yale lads celebrating their football victory over the Hartford College. Noisy, but no harm. We have instructions not to arrest them."

Sadly, Soapy stopped his useless singing and dancing. A sudden fear seized him. Was he immune to arrest? Would never a policeman lay hands on him? The Island seemed an unattainable Arcadia. He buttoned his thin coat against the north wind.

In a cigar store he saw a well-dressed man lighting a cigar. He had set his silk umbrella by the door, Soapy entered the store, took the umbrella, and went out with it slowly. The man with the cigar followed hastily.

"My umbrella," he said.

"Oh, is it?" said Soapy. "Well, why don't you call a policeman? I took it. Your umbrella! Why don't you call a cop? There stands one on the corner."

The umbrella owner slowed his steps. Soapy did likewise. The policeman looked at them curiously.

"Of course," said the umbrella man, "that is - well, you know how these mistakes occur - I - if it's your umbrella I hope you'll excuse me - I picked it up this morning in a restaurant - if it is yours, why - I hope you'll -"

"Of course it's mine," said Soapy.

The ex-umbrella man retreated. The policeman hurried to help a well-dressed woman across the street.

Soapy walked eastward. He threw the umbrella angrily into a pit. He was angry with the men who wear helmets and carry clubs. Because he wanted to be arrested, they seemed to regard him as a king who could do no wrong.

At last Soapy reached one of the avenues to the east where it was not so noisy. He went towards Madison Square, for the home instinct remains even when the home is a park bench.

But on a quiet corner Soapy stopped before an old church. Through one window a soft light glowed, where, no doubt, the organist played a Sunday anthem. For there came to Soapy's ears sweet music that caught and held him at the iron fence.

The moon was shining; cars and pedestrians were few; birds twittered sleepily under the roof. And the anthem that the organist played cemented Soapy to the iron fence, for he had known it well in the days when his life contained such things as mothers and roses and ambitions and friends.

The influence of the music and the old church produced a sudden and wonderful change in Soapy's soul. He saw with horror the pit into which he had fallen. He thought of his degraded days, dead hopes and wrecked faculties.

And also in a moment a strong impulse moved him to battle with his desperate fate. He would pull himself out of this pit; he would make a man of himself again. There was time; he was young yet. Those sweet organ notes had set up a revolution in him. Tomorrow he would be somebody in the world. He would -

Soapy felt a hand on his arm. He looked quickly around into the broad face of a policeman.

"What are you doing here?" asked the policeman.

"Nothing," said Soapy.

"Then come along," said the policeman.

"Three months on the Island," said the Magistrate in the Police Court the next morning.

赞美的英语（8）

Mother, for any people, are so sacred, so intimate. I know that the great motherland is our mother, because each of us life, joy and happiness are related to the safety of the motherland are closely related, closely connected, I am living in the warm embrace of the motherland is how much pride.

Increase with age, I learned from the classroom and in the books more and more aware of our motherland is a long history of five thousand years of ancient civilization. She has a vast territory of 9.6 million square kilometers, has universally acclaimed Chinese culture, has a well known overseas, four great inventions, a stretch thousands of miles of the Great Wall, the world's eighth wonder of the Qin terracotta warriors and horses, the magnificent Imperial Palace in Beijing, Suzhou, unparalleled garden, there is a wealth of treasures and beautiful scenery ... ... five thousand years of history, like an old poem, like a long scroll, demonstrating the motherland that has experienced many vicissitudes in the face and body strong and unyielding.

For the motherland's bright and strong, I do not know how many of the revolutionary martyrs to shed its blood, so that the motherland break free chains, a new life; How many patriots, stand by a common fate with the motherland. Fate of the nation, every citizen is used to be fathers of rhetoric, the face of broken rivers and mountains, we are the older generation of proletarian revolutionaries one after another, for the motherland's prosperity and happiness of the people of the party.

Whenever I see the five-star red flag raised, ears hear the majestic strains of Anthem, the always felt blood boil, there are stocks from the heart cries: the motherland, and I'm proud of you.(约290字)

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祖国,我为你骄傲

母亲,对于任何人来说,都是那么神圣,那么亲切。我知道祖国是我们的伟大母亲,因为我们每个人的生命、欢乐和幸福都与祖国母亲的安危息息相关,紧密相连,我感到身在祖国温暖的怀抱中是多么的骄傲。

随着年龄的增长,我从课堂上和书本上越来越多地了解到我们的祖国是一个具有五千年悠久历史的文明古国。她有着九百六十万平方公里的广阔疆土,有着有口皆碑的中华文化,有着饮誉海外的“四大发明”,有绵延万里的长城,世界第八大奇迹秦兵马俑,壮丽的北京故宫,无与伦比的苏州园林,还有丰富的宝藏和秀丽的风光……五千年的历史,像一首古老的诗篇,也像一幅长长的画卷,展现着祖国母亲饱经沧桑的脸和那坚强不屈的身躯。 为了祖国的光明和富强,不知有多少革命先烈抛头颅洒热血,使祖国挣脱铁链,获得新生;又有多少爱国志士, 与祖国同甘苦共命运。“国家兴亡,匹夫有则”曾是先辈们的豪言壮语,面对破碎的河山,我们老一辈无产阶级革命家前赴后继,为祖国的富强和人民的幸福而奋斗。

每当我看到五星红旗升起,耳听雄壮的《义勇军进行曲》时,总会感到热血沸腾,有股发自内心的呼喊:祖国,我为你骄傲。