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爱英语作文 篇1
1、《Love》
Love makes the world go to us human is what water to shines the most beautiful light of humanity,we born in it,we live by often we take it as granted,but we should know love is a priceless gift we should cherish.I have heard a saying :the quickest way to receive love is to give it; the fastest way to lose love is to hold it too tightly the best way to keep love is to give it is important for us to learn to love as the first class in our life.
2、《Love makes the world go around》
Love to us human is what water to shines the most beautiful light of humanity,we born in it,we live by often we take it as granted,but we should know love is a priceless gift we should how to cherish the love?I have heard a saying :the quickest way to receive love is to give it; the fastest way to lose love is to hold it too tightly the best way to keep love is to give it wings.
It is important for us to learn to love as the first class in our when you know how to love than you will be a real man in this brings us warmth in the fearful coldness,love brings us bright when life gets hard and brings us confidence toward life when we are tired out and want to give up.
Love deserves all the admiring words,and love is even beyond the life and is what love is all about in my eyes.
3、《Love》
Love is an art which involves deep emotion. It is a pure and lofty desire in one's innermost heart. Real love means not only a pleasure, but also loyalty and obligation. To love is to give and sacrifice. One who can not create happiness, even make sacrifice for his beloved, cannot be counted as a true lover.
To be loved you have to love. True lovers are willing to sacrifice themselves for each others sake. True love needs no expression in words. One glance is enough to make each other understand. A handshake, a gentle touch inspired by respect and admiration, will leave you intoxicated and remain in your memory. Even when you are old you will recall and cherish it with deep emotion.
Real love is unforgettable. With the development of science and technology, love becomes more noble, rich, fine and subtle. As is known to all, everyone is born with the right to love and also the right to refuse to return love. Human love exists with human beings. Wherever there are people, there is love.
Let us draw courage, confidence and happiness from love.
4、《Love》
Love is a ray of sunshine in the winter, the cold and hunger person feels particularly of warmth; Love is the desert a spring, make thirsty man have renewed the fire of hope; Love is the long drought earth a downpour, is in accordance with the nurses who get warm consolation. Love is everywhere, love can not only warm others, still can warm oneself. “Send person rose saved” said wasn't it the reason?
Everyone needs love, the world need more love. Let the world fill with love, is our each person responsibility. Because only we are living in a world filled with love, our hearts will have love. You remember on May 12, 20xx the wen chuan earthquake? And you have to listen to the sound of wrenching eclogue tearing cry for help? You still have see that YiJuJu bloodied corpses? And you had smelt a drop of tears drop? It is the tears of the lost relatives! The tears expressed relatives, but for all the emotion of a lost relatives with emotions, is that who forced them to leave tears? Is heaven? Is the upbringing of their earth? No, are not. Is the relentless disaster, ruthless earthquakes. However earthquake ruthless, people are sentient beings!
Yes, in that piles of rubble, we saw that willow father-in-law familiar faces. Ah! Rescue people, armed police officers is……They came, they come, hope, and we saved, that's rubble a fragile life kept Shouting. Then, the rescue teams separate search hard in the debris that each the miracle of life. At this time the sweat from their cheeks drop down, but they shrugged it off, continue to perform their duties. Their faith: as long as there is a glimmer of hope, they'll pay a thousand times even million times efforts, even pay the cost of life, also a massacre. When a and a survivor had to be rescued, they even systemic injuries, never forget to say the simplest, most plain two words: thank you!
This is the national excellent character!
Aftershocks continued, and they -- help angel also had will farther around. This is so great and selfless dedication spirit! It is these great unselfish people, they use oneself that one heart loved too many people, those who be loved man can love continue.
Yeah! Earthquake ruthless people love! It is the first soldiers, giving us the world too much love, would create a another the miracle of life.
Even if we can't do the stars, then you have to do a firefly, although small, but can also lit up the world a certain corner; Even if we can't do flowers, then you have to do a single grass, even flimsy, but can also have a green; Even if we can't do hero, then you have to be a love person, although identity humble, but also can make victims get a little warm.
Let the world fill with love, you and me and he coexistence!
5、《Love》
In the beginning, love is always time is slipping away, boredom, be used to, abandonment, loneliness, despair and cold smile will come being eager to stay with someone forever, later, we would felicitate ourselves on leaving him/her. During those transient days, we thought we loved him/her , we got to know it is not love but a lie by which we comfort ourselves.
It is turned out that those who you thought you could not lose, actually, it is not very hard to forget them. You drained up your tears, there will be another one pleasing you. You had plunged yourself into a depression, finally, you found those who do not love you are not worthy of your sadness. Recalling those unhappy things, is it a comedy? When your wrong love stops its steps, a brand-new world will be shown to you. All sadness will become history.
For love, imagination is often more beautiful than reality. The same with meeting, also with separation. We thought we would have a deep love toward somebody. Incoming days will let you know in fact it just is very shallow, very shallow. The most deep and heaviest love must grow up with days.
With love, two strangers can suddenly be familiar with each other that they sleep on the same bed. However, this two similar people,
While breaking up, say,“I think you are more and more strange to me” It is love that has two strangers become acquaintances, then turning the two acquaintances into strangers is such kind of game which makes two strangers become lovers, then return them into the original situation.
I believe, love can change you, which is the advantage of youth as well as its sorrow. What has men changed perhaps comes from God's love or the mercy of Budda, but they are never changed by women. The prodigal are the most unsuitable person for getting married, meanwhile, the most suitable one for marriage as well. It is not women who change the prodigal, she just appear in the very time when the prodigal want to be changed.
6、《When Love Beckons You》
When love beckons to you,follow him,though his ways are hard and when his wing sen fold you,yield to him,though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound when he speaks to you,believe in him,though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning. Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun, so shall he descend to our roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.
But if, in your fear, you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure, then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor, into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears. Love gives naught but it self and takes naught but from itself. Love possesses not, nor would it be possessed, for love is sufficient unto love.
Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself. But if you love and must have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a payer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.
爱英语作文 篇2
From small to large, I think I am the happiest child in the world, because my parents' love for me is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea.
Once, when I was in school, I suddenly felt my head hurt so much that I could not hear the lesson. The teacher found that I was pale and not right. I asked my parents after calling the reason. In a few moments, mom and dad came. My mother hurried to me and touched my forehead and said nervously, "ah! Why is it so hot? It looks like a fever is coming to the hospital! " Mom took my hand, Dad carried my schoolbag, and we went straight to the hospital. In the car, my mother comforted me, "nothing is wrong. I will be good with you and your father in any disease. You are a man and must be strong!" When I got to the hospital, my mother hurriedly found the doctor and said, "see my son quickly!" The doctor walked over and looked at me with a glimpse of it. He said, as if nothing happened, "small things, just drop the stream!" At last, mom and Dad were relieved. When I was dripping, Dad sometimes went out to buy delicious food for me. Sometimes he went out to buy toys for me, and sometimes sat beside the bed to make me happy. Mommy massage my head for a while, press my shoulder for a while, ask me if I'm hungry or not, and wash my fruit for a while. Looking at it, my eyes moistened, and a warm current surged into my heart. Mom and Dad were very kind to me. I am the happiest child in the world. I was all right soon after mom and dad looked after them. But mom and dad are busy and thin. I can go to school, they look happy!
Mom and Dad, it's a book that can't be read. They give me love, I will never forget it. Now I have to study hard, find a good job when I grow up, and repay my parents.
爱英语作文 篇3
Mamma you gave life to me，Turned a babysintosa man，And mamma all you had to of fer Was a prom is e of a lifetime of love,Now I know there is no other love like a for her child,I know that love so complete someday must say goodbye,Goodbyes the saddest word,I＇ll ever byes the last time I will hold you near,Someday you＇ll say that word and I will cry,It＇ll break my heart to hear you say Goodbye.
Mamma you gave love to me,And Mamma all I ever needed Was guarantee of you loving me,Cause I know there is no other love like a mother,the love you give will always live,You＇ll always be there every time I fall,You take my weakness and you make me strong,And I will always love you till forever when you need me,I＇ll be there for you always,I＇ll be there thru the lonely are the wings that guide my broken flight,and my shelter thru the raging storm,And I will love you till forever comes.
爱英语作文 篇4
Love a wonderful thing, love an unspeakable thing, the world is full of love, love is also the greatest thing in the world. Everyone lives in the encirclement of love. There is a wonderful elf in everyone's heart. This elf can release the greatest energy in the world - love.
With the sound of a baby's tender cry, we came to the world. We grew up under the care of our parents. We learned to walk under the care of my parents. In our babbling language, our parents gave us a compliment and gave us an encouragement. The love of parents is the greatest in the world. All this came to mind after I saw a news.
In October 3, 1999, the malfunctioning cable car suddenly crashed at a crazy speed in Ma Ling scenic spot, Guizhou, and 14 of the 36 passengers were killed. And at the very moment when the tragedy happened, a young couple raised their two and a half son with both hands. As a result, the parents lost their lives, but their sons were safe.
After reading this news, I knew that the child was lucky and unfortunate. Unfortunately, he lost his closest parents. Fortunately, he had a love of his parents and he survived. Parents can give up everything and even life for their children. In times of danger, we should not hesitate to choose to protect our children. This child is not a person. He is an extension of his parents' life. He also has his parents' expectations. The love of parents is a selfless great.
Although this kind of thing did not happen to me, my parents also gave me a lot of love and gave me a lot of money. We should learn to repay our parents while we feel our parents' love, and remember our parents' expectations for us.
爱英语作文 篇5
it is cold, so bitter cold, on this dark, winter day in 1942. but it is no different from any other day in this nazi concentration camp. i stand shivering in my thin rags, still in disbelief that this nightmare is happening. i am just a young boy. i should be playing with friends; i should be going to school; i should be looking forward to a future, to growing up and marrying, and having a family of my own. but those dreams are for the living, and i am no longer one of them. instead, i am almost dead, surviving from day to day, from hour to hour, ever since i was taken from my home and brought here with tens of thousands other jews. will i still be alive tomorrow? will i be taken to the gas chamber tonight?
back and forth i walk net to the barbed wire fence, trying to keep my emaciated body warm. i am hungry, but i have been hungry for longer than i want to remember. i am always hungry. edible food seems like a dream. each day as more of us disappear, the happy past seems like a mere dream, and i sink deeper and deeper into despair. suddenly, i notice a young girl walking past on the other side of the barbed wire. she stops and looks at me with sad eyes, eyes that seem to say that she understands, that she, too, cannot fathom why i am here. i want to look away, oddly ashamed for this stranger to see me like this, but i cannot tear my eyes from hers.
then she reaches into her pocket, and pulls out a red apple. a beautiful, shiny red apple. oh, how long has it been since i have seen one! she looks cautiously to the left and to the right, and then with a smile of triumph, quickly throws the apple over the fence. i run to pick it up, holding it in my trembling, frozen fingers. in my world of death, this apple is an epression of life, of love. i glance up in time to see the girl disappearing into the net day, i cannot help myself-i am drawn at the same time to that spot near the fence. am i crazy for hoping she will come again? of course. but in here, i cling to any tiny scrap of hope. she has given me hope and i must hold tightly to again, she comes. and again, she brings me an apple, flinging it over the fence with that same sweet time i catch it, and hold it up for her to see. her eyes twinkle. does she pity me? perhaps. i do not care, though. i am just so happy to gaze at her. and for the first time in so long, i feel my heart move with emotion.
for seven months, we meet like this. sometimes we echange a few words. sometimes, just an apple. but she is feeding more than my belly, this angel from heaven. she is feeding my soul. and somehow, i know i am feeding hers as day, i hear frightening news: we are being shipped to another camp. this could mean the end for me. and it definitely means the end for me and my net day when i greet her, my heart is breaking, and i can barely speak as i say what must be said: "do not bring me an apple tomorrow," i tell her. "i am being sent to another camp. we will never see each other again." turning before i lose all control, i run away from the fence. i cannot bear to look back. if i did, i know she would see me standing there, with tears streaming down my hs pass and the nightmare continues. but the memory of this girl sustains me through the terror, the pain, the hopelessness. over and over in my mind, i see her face, her kind eyes, i hear her gentle words, i taste those apples.
and then one day, just like that, the nightmare is over. the war has ended. those of us who are still alive are freed. i have lost everything that was precious to me, including my family. but i still have the memory of this girl, a memory i carry in my heart and gives me the will to go on as i move to america to start a new s pass. it is 1957. i am living in new york city. a friend convinces me to go on a blind date with a lady friend of his. reluctantly, i agree. but she is nice, this woman named roma. and like me, she is an immigrant, so we have at least that in common."where were you during the war?" roma asks me gently, in that delicate way immigrants ask one another questions those years."i was in a concentration camp in germany," i gets a far away look in her eyes, as if she is remembering something painful yet sweet."what is it?" i ask.
"i am just thinking something from my past, herman," roma eplains in a voice suddenly very soft. "you see, when i was a young girl, i lived near a concentration camp. there was a boy there, a prisoner, and for a long while, i used to visit him every day. i remember i used to bring him apples. i would throw the apple over the fence, and he would be so happy."
roma sighs heavily and continues. "it is hard to describe how we felt each other-after all, we were young, and we only echanged a few words when we could-but i can tell you, there was much love there. i assume he was killed like so many others. but i cannot bear to think that, and so i try to remember him as he was for those months we were given together."
with my heart pounding so loudly i think it wil1 eplode, i look directly at roma and ask, "and did that boy say to you one day, do not bring me an apple tomorrow. i am being sent to another camp?""why, yes," roma responds, her voice trembling."but, herman, how on earth could you possibly know that?"i take her hands in mine and answer, "because i was that young boy, roma."for many moments, there is only silence. we cannot take our eyes from each other, and as the veils of time lift, we recognize the soul behind the eyes, the dear friend we once loved so much, whom we have never stopped loving, whom we have never stopped remembering.
finally, i speak: "look, roma, i was separated from you once, and i dont ever want to be separated from you again. now, i am free, and i want to be together with you forever. dear, will you marry me?"
i see that same twinkle in her eye that i used to see as roma says, "yes, i will marry you," and we embrace, the embrace we longed to share for so many months, but barbed wire came between us. now, nothing ever will again.
almost forty years have passed since that day when i found my roma again. destiny brought us together the first time during the war to show me a promise of hope and now it had reunited us to fulfill that promise.
valentines day, 1996. i bring roma to the oprah winfrey show to honor her on national television. i want to tell her infront of millions of people what i feel in my heart every day:
"darling, you fed me in the concentration camp when i was hungry. and i am still hungry, for something i will never get enough of: i am only hungry for your love."