英語春天的作文五篇

　　無論是在學校還是在社會中，大家對作文都再熟悉不過了吧，寫作文可以鍛煉我們的獨處習慣，讓自己的心靜下來，思考自己未來的方向。怎么寫作文才能避免踩雷呢？下面是小編整理的英語春天的作文5篇，僅供參考，大家一起來看看吧。

英語春天的作文 篇1

　　A Promise of Spring

　　Early in the spring, about a month before my grandpa's stroke, I began walking for an hour every afternoon. Some days I would walk four blocks south to see Grandma and Grandpa. At eighty-six, Grandpa was still quite a gardener, so I always watched for his earliest blooms and each new wave of spring flowers.

　　I was especially interested in flowers that year because I was planning to landscape my own yard and I was eager to get Grandpa's advice. I thought I knew pretty much what I wanted — a yard full of bushes and plants that would bloom from May till November.

　　It was right after the first rush of purple violets in the lawns and the sudden blaze of forsythia that spring that Grandpa had a stroke. It left him without speech and with no movement on his left side. The whole family rallied to Grandpa. We all spent many hours by his side. Some days his eyes were eloquent — laughing at our reported mishaps, listening alertly, revealing painful awareness of his inability to care for himself. There were days, too, when he slept most of the time, overcome with the weight of his approaching death.

　　As the months passed, I watched the growing earth with Grandpa's eyes. Each time I was with him, I gave him a garden report. He listened, gripping my hand with the sure strength and calm he had always had. But he could not answer my questions. The new flowers would blaze, peak, fade, and die before I knew their names.

　　Grandpa's illness held him through the spring and on, week by week, through summer. I began spending hours at the local nursery, studying and choosing seeds and plants. It gave me special joy to buy plants I had seen in Grandpa's garden and give them humble starts in my own garden. I discovered Sweet William, which I had admired for years in Grandpa's garden without knowing its name. And I planted it in his honor.

　　As I waited and watched in the garden and by Grandpa's side, some quiet truths emerged. I realized that Grandpa loved flowers that were always bloom; he kept a full bed of roses in his garden. But I noticed that Grandpa left plenty of room for the brief highlights. Not every nook of his garden was constantly in bloom. There was always a treasured surprise tucked somewhere.

　　I came to see, too, that Grandpa's garden mirrored his life. He was a hard worker who understood the law of the harvest. But along with his hard work, Grandpa knew how to enjoy each season, each change. We often teased him about his life history. He had written two paragraphs summarizing fifty years of work, and a full nine pages about every trip and vacation he'd ever taken.

　　In July, Grandpa worsened. One hot afternoon arrived when no one else was at his bedside. He was glad to have me there, and reached out his hand to pull me close.

　　I told Grandpa what I had learned — that few flowers last from April to November. Some of the most beautiful bloom for only a month at most. To really enjoy a garden, you have to plant corners and drifts and rows of flowers that will bloom and grace the garden, each in its own season.

　　His eyes listened to every word. Then, another discovery: "If I want a garden like yours, Grandpa, I'm going to have to work." His grin laughed at me, and his eyes teased me.

　　"Grandpa, in your life right now the chrysanthemums are in bloom. Chrysanthemums and roses." Tears clouded both our eyes. Neither of us feared this last flower of fall, but the wait for spring seems longest in November. We knew how much we would miss each other.

　　Sitting there, I suddenly felt that the best gift I could give Grandpa would be to give voice to the testimony inside both of us. He had never spoken of his testimony to me, but it was such a part of his life that I had never questioned if Grandpa knew. I knew he knew.

　　"Grandpa," I began — and his grip tightened as if he knew what I was going to say — "I want you to know that I have a testimony. I know the Savior lives. I bear witness to you that Joseph Smith is a prophet. I love the Restoration and joy in it." The steadiness in Grandpa's eyes told how much he felt it too. "I bear witness that President Kimball is a prophet. I know the Book of Mormon is true, Grandpa. Every part of me bears this witness."

　　"Grandpa," I added quietly, "I know our Father in Heaven loves you." Unbidden, unexpected, the Spirit bore comforting, poignant testimony to me of our Father's love for my humble, quiet Grandpa.

　　A tangible sense of Heavenly Father's compassionate awareness of Grandpa's suffering surrounded us and held us. It was so personal and powerful that no words were left to me — only tears of gratitude and humility, tears of comfort.

　　Grandpa and I wept together.

　　It was the end of August when Grandpa died, the end of summer. As we were choosing flowers from the florist for Grandpa's funeral, I slipped away to Grandpa's garden and walked with my memories of columbine and Sweet William. Only the tall lavender and white phlox were in bloom now, and some baby's breath in another corner.

　　On impulse, I cut the prettiest strands of phlox and baby's breath and made one more arrangement for the funeral. When they saw it, friends and family all smiled to see Grandpa's flowers there. We all felt how much Grandpa would have liked that.

　　The October after Grandpa's death, I planted tulip and daffodil bulbs, snowdrops, crocuses, and bluebells. Each bulb was a comfort to me, a love sent to Grandpa, a promise of spring.

英語春天的作文 篇2

　　Of the four seasons,I love Spring best.In Spring,the weather gets warmer and everything begins to grow rapidly.If we go to the countryside on a sunny day in Spring,w’ll find tree turning green and flowers blooming.Besides my personal interests,I think the most in important reason Why I like Spring is that Spring signifies hope and progress.I love Spring.

英語春天的作文 篇3

　　spring comes!

　　as the sun sprays its light, the air is pervaded by the smell of spring! when you look from the fourth floor of the no. 3 teaching building, a large picture you will probably entitle it fresh green is unfolded before your eyes. you feel astonished at the sight of the blooming white orchids along the road to the school canteen, especially at the amazing speed at which they climb up the tree!

　　its spring, my favorite season, an outburst of hope.

　　one day in spring, on my way back to the dorm, an unusual scene came into my sight. onto the playground ran a girl and three boys, followed by a large group of people. what was happening? oh, many a student was playing rope skipping there!some skipped on their own;others did one by one with a longer rope. it suddenly reminded me of the skipping contest on the following tuesday, attended by all the departments. no delay any more, i hurried to look for my classmates!

　　here they were! i spotted them right away at one corner of the playground. apparently, the team had not decided upon the candidates to control the long rope. boys and girls, nearly every one on the scene tried once. but girls seemed to have a better command of the rope. so two girls assumed the key responsibility.

　　pa, pa, pa, pa at a moderate speed, we began to practice.no one knew how well it would do as the team was just composed of volunteers who love sports. the first member rushed in and out, with a swift skip in the halfway. good! i whispered.then the second one repeated the same perfect performance.then the third, the fourth... great! i could not help crying out. a slight hope of winning sneaked into my mind, maybe we can win... pa! a loud crash disturbed my dreaming. the rope had stopping whirling for the first time. take it easy. its just a little... hardly had i finished my self-comforting than the second stop followed. a breath of wind chilled my heart. i could sense that everyone appeared to be clam, as they always were.without a word of blame, a big hand patted on the two unlucky ones. have one more try! as someone shouted, the rope came back to life again.

　　sure, we should try!

　　though full of hope, we were not blessed with perfect techniques at that time. the two unlucky ones had trouble again and again at the second round, third round... it seemed as if they had got lost in a psychological maze, trying to locate the eit in no time. however, against their good wish, it was more haste,less speed.

　　a fit of desperation seized me, but i soon got over it. for i felt obliged to give comfort to the two poor guys, telling them not to worry and i knew a few words would bring courage to continue the practice! to my great joy, i was not the only one thinking in this way. slowly, all the despair melted away in the daylight. smiles, jokes, and friendly tones filled the air with warm spring smell. we found the sun still shining high up the sky, spreading light and hope.

　　we restarted. although not much improvement was made during the first day of training, however, i knew no one cared,and no one cared about that prize. for we were progressing towards our goal. it was the precious teamwork and the hope of spring that we really cared.

英語春天的作文 篇4

　　Spring

　　Spring gradually returned to the earth, was the spring of the girl wake up again gradually active in the earth up. It was covered with flowers district filled with rich floral and that not only sounds, but also a wonderful Xiaosheng, I am relaxed and happy.

　　I am afraid to break the share of quiet, intoxicated with the step by step, and slowly down the marble staircase that smooth, that the beauty of spring, that spring immediately to my eye: a small flower bud in the spring when the girl came out of a change Duo beautiful winter jasmine, it seems that one after another of the golden Shakes the Barley, gently in the wind, it is like a lively little speakers are just playing the wonderful music it! The winter jasmine neighbor has just stuck your head out soon, they are the world's fastest-growing, very tenacious vitality of tall bamboo plants, their straight to keep the basketball court next to the guard is not only the audience, looked very imposing. Wind, light leisurely way across their faces bamboo, bamboo in the ground trembled slightly, I really like in yelled out: "Go, go, must not lose!"

　　Look at that side of several happy children, are playing 老鷹捉小雞 it! Nazhi awkward "eagle" left right hop hop kept on holding clever in a "chick" it! After a very long time, "Eagles" tired sweating profusely, or nothing. Suddenly a "chick" dodgy caught behind the success was an eagle, only the poor, "chick" a butt sitting on the ground Wawadaku, everyone in this moment with a laugh ... ...

　　I walked, kept trained on a sheet descending from the sky to collect samples of leaves and enjoy with ulterior motives in a red corner edge of the apricot in the springtime beauty of the contests, and they are playing it who is the most beautiful! Felt the kids happy mood. At this point, I was reminded of the beautiful spring of the Southern Song Dynasty poet Ye Shao Weng, "not worth the Garden" in the poem: Spring beauties lock in limitless, an affair, come. Ah! I love the beauty of spring. But I love spring, it is encouraging, urging them motivated share of the good mood.

英語春天的作文 篇5

　　春天的陽光是五顏六色的。它照在被子上，被子就金光閃閃了，比原來也暖和多了。它照在墻上，墻上好像刷了一層銀色的`油漆。它照在大樹上，樹葉就綠得發(fā)亮。它照在花朵上，花兒笑紅了臉。它照在小河里，河面就像閃閃的錦緞。它照在我們身上，我們就快快樂樂地成長.......

　　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

　　我非常感謝陽光，我愛陽光。

　　I thank sunshine very much. I love sunshine.

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