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小学生英语作文写春天

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My favourite season 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 bee green and the flowers give off fragrance(芳香). 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(滋润) 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? 我最喜欢的季节 你好，我最亲爱的朋友！我最喜欢的季节是哪个呢？让我告诉你。我最喜欢的是春天。我觉得春天是个可爱的季节。在我家后门有个花园。在春天，树变绿了，花也散发着芳香。有许多蝴蝶和蜜蜂在花丛中飞舞。蝴蝶在跳舞，蜜蜂在歌唱。有时候，会下雨，常常都是下得轻轻的。 雨水滋润了树木和花朵。我想他们会说，“我们好渴，这雨水真是及时。”真是一幅美丽的画面！你不这样认为吗？你能告诉我你最喜欢的季节吗？ 　　Spring is a delightful season. The temperatures are moderate, and the blooming trees and flowers make the city bright with colors. This is the time when we can begin to wear lighter and more brightly colored clothes and go outdoors more often. Smaller children like to bring their kites out to the spacious square. Also I enjoy going back to the village on this holiday after being in the city for the winter months. 春天是个让人欣喜的季节.气温适中,挂满绿叶的树和盛开的花朵给城市增添了明亮的色彩.在这个时节里,我们可以穿上轻便靓丽的衣服经常出门去了.小孩子们则喜欢在广阔的天空中放风筝.在城里呆了一个冬天之后,我也喜欢回到村子里度假. 　　a spring morning it was early in the spring morning. the sun was just rising out of the eastern horizon? emitting steaks of red hue through the clouds and across the sky. soon the campus was battled in the first rays of the sun. the lake? the trees and the bamboos looked as if they were all gilded. the ground was covered with tender grasses and the beaded dewdrops stood on their tips and reflected the sunshine. birds flew about in the woods ittering restlessly. some boy students who were absorbed in reading leaned against the trees with buds peeping out from within the gray barks. a couple of girl students read english aloud while walking up and down the gravel path around the lake? where a sort of stream rose? forming a thin mist. it was really a morning of beauty? of vigor and of hope. 　　描写春天的英语短文 　　Spring are not always the same.In some years,April bursts upon Virginia hills in one prodigious leap-and all the stage is filled at once,whole choruses of tulips,arabesques of forsythia,cadenzas of flowering plum.The trees grow leavws overnight. In other years,spring tipoes in.It pauses,overe by shyness,like my grandchild at the door,peeping in,ducking out of sight,giggling in the hallway."I know you are out there,"I cry."Come in”And April slips into our arms. The dogwood bud, pale green,is inlaid with russet markings.Within the perfect cup a score of clustered seeds are nestled.One examines the bud in awe:Where were those seeds a month ago?The apples display their milliner's scraps of ivory silk,rose-tinged.All the sleeping things wake it,feel it, crumble April in your hands. Look to the rue anemone,if you will,or the pea patch,or to the stubborn weed that thrusts its shoulders through a city street.This is how it was,is now,and ever shall be, the world without end.In the serene certainty of spring recurring,who fear the distant fall?