Christmas Day
Christmas Day falls on the twenty-fifth of December. It is a very happy day for many boys and girls . Before the term ends in some schools , the children act a nativity or “birth” play, showing how Jesus was born in a stable
On the twenty-fourth of December, all children are very excited. Usually they are sent to bed early so that their parents can get the presents ready. The younger children think that Father Christmas will come down the chimney or fireplace , so they hang up a sock for him to put presents in. The greedy ones even hang up a pillow-case or a sack to try to get more presents. Later that night, Father or Mother will put presents in the sock, and leave others at the side of the bed.
On Christmas morning, the children wake up very early. Some even turn on the light at two o'clock, and most of them are awake by six o'clock although it is not light in England for another hour or two at this time of the year.Children look for their presents , and the young ones play while the dinner is prepared. At about one o'clock in the afternoon, the Christmas dinner is brought in . The turkey or chicken is quickly eaten . Children search in their Christmas pudding for new coins which are hidden in it . The rest of the day is full of games and eating until the happiest of all Christmas hollidays comes to an end.
圣诞节
圣诞节落在第二十五12 。这是一个非常快乐的日子，许多男孩和女孩。任期结束之前，在一些学校，孩子们的行为一诞生或“诞生”发挥，说明耶稣出生在一个稳定的
在第二十四12月，所有儿童都非常兴奋。通常他们被派去早睡，使他们的父母可以得到的礼物准备好了。年轻的孩子认为圣诞老人将下降的烟囱或壁炉，让他们挂袜子，他将提出以下贪婪甚至挂起了一个枕头案件或一袋，试图获得更多的礼物。那天晚上，父亲或母亲将提出的袜子，让别人在一边的床上。
在圣诞节早上，孩子们很早就起床。有些人甚至打开轻两点，其中大多数是清醒的六点虽然不轻在英格兰一个小时或两个在这个时候， year.Children寻找自己的礼物，和年轻的发挥，而晚餐准备。下午约1点钟在下午，圣诞大餐是带来的。土耳其或鸡肉正迅速吃掉。儿童寻找他们的圣诞布丁在新硬币是隐藏在它。其余的一天充满了游戏和吃，直到所有的快乐圣诞hollidays即将结束。
正好我是六年级，祝你考个好成绩！！
Christmas is a festival which from forign country.圣诞是国外的节日But spring Festival is a troditional festival而春节却是中国传统的节日Spring Festival is the most important festival in China.春节是中国最重要的节日But these years,more and more young people like to celebrate forign festival.但这些年许多年轻人都喜欢过洋节.I like Spring Festival.我喜欢春节 Because I can get money and eat domplings.因为我能吃饺子和收到零花钱.
Now ,I am looking forward to the Spring Festival.现在我正期待着春节.
应该不算深吧 呵呵
Don't Waste Water
A man is washing his clothes ,regardless of the notice above "Save the Water Please."
As we see ,water is the source of life. But there is very limited available water resources in our world. So we shouldn't waste it. Of course, we have to use it to drink, cook, wash, clean and etc. But we must remember not to use it extravagantly. If we didn't stop such wasteful habits, we would cut off the development of the world and the human life
圣诞英语作文：Christmas morning 圣诞的早晨
A light drizzle was falling as my sister Jill and I ran out of the Methodist Church, eager to get home and play with the presents that Santa had left for us and our baby sister, Sharon. Across the street from the church was a Pan American gas station where the Greyhound bus stopped. It was closed for Christmas, but I noticed a family standing outside the locked door, huddled under the narrow overhang in an attempt to keep dry. I wondered briefly why they were there but then forgot about them as I raced to keep up with Jill.
Once we got home, there was barely time to enjoy our presents. We had to go off to our grandparents’ house for our annual Christmas dinner. As we drove down the highway through town, I noticed that the family was still there, standing outside the closed gas station.
My father was driving very slowly down the highway. The closer we got to the turnoff for my grandparents’ house, the slower the car went. Suddenly, my father U-turned in the middle of the road and said, “I can’t stand it!”
“What?” asked my mother.
“It's those people back there at the Pan Am, standing in the rain. They've got children. It's Christmas. I can’t stand it.”
When my father pulled into the service station, I saw that there were five of them: the parents and three children — two girls and a small boy.
My father rolled down his window. “Merry Christmas,” he said.
“Howdy,” the man replied. He was very tall and had to stoop slightly to peer into the car.
Jill, Sharon, and I stared at the children, and they stared back at us.
“You waiting on the bus?” my father asked.
The man said that they were. They were going to Birmingham, where he had a brother and prospects of a job.
“Well, that bus isn’t going to come along for several hours, and you’re getting wet standing here. Winborn’s just a couple miles up the road. They’ve got a shed with a cover there, and some benches,” my father said. “Why don't y’all get in the car and I’ll run you up there.”
The man thought about it for a moment, and then he beckoned to his family. They climbed into the car. They had no luggage, only the clothes they were wearing.
Once they settled in, my father looked back over his shoulder and asked the children if Santa had found them yet. Three glum faces mutely gave him his answer.
“Well, I didn’t think so,” my father said, winking at my mother, “because when I saw Santa this morning, he told me that he was having trouble finding all, and he asked me if he could leave your toys at my house. We'll just go get them before I take you to the bus stop.”
All at once, the three children's faces lit up, and they began to bounce around in the back seat, laughing and chattering.
When we got out of the car at our house, the three children ran through the front door and straight to the toys that were spread out under our Christmas tree. One of the girls spied Jill’s doll and immediately hugged it to her breast. I remember that the little boy grabbed Sharon’s ball. And the other girl picked up something of mine. All this happened a long time ago, but the memory of it remains clear. That was the Christmas when my sisters and I learned the joy of making others happy.
My mother noticed that the middle child was wearing a short-sleeved dress, so she gave the girl Jill’s only sweater to wear.
My father invited them to join us at our grandparents’ for Christmas dinner, but the parents refused. Even when we all tried to talk them into coming, they were firm in their decision.
Back in the car, on the way to Winborn, my father asked the man if he had money for bus fare.
His brother had sent tickets, the man said.
My father reached into his pocket and pulled out two dollars, which was all he had left until his next payday. He pressed the money into the man’s hand. The man tried to give it back, but my father insisted. “It’ll be late when you get to Birmingham, and these children will be hungry before then. Take it. I’ve been broke before, and I know what it’s like when you can’t feed your family.”
We left them there at the bus stop in Winborn. As we drove away, I watched out the window as long as I could, looking back at the little gihugging her new doll.
扎那艰苦
可惜我才jiunianji
哎 可惜我才四年级啊 没学过这么高深的作文啊 Sorry!
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