你理想中的职业是什么英语作文【一】
Dear Jack,
I am sorry to hear in the phone call with your father that you were in hospital for you got the A H1N1 virus which made me feel so tense.
I dont know how you got it,however,dont be so scared for the A H1N1 virus is medicable duo to the high tech.You just need to be clam and partner the treatment with the dostors.
Besides,I want to give some advice about how to prevent the A H1N1 virus.Firstly,you mustnt go to the places full of people to reduce the probability of getting it.
Secondly,you should wash your hand before the meals and after you go home from outside.Only do this can you precent yourself from getting it again.
I am looking forward to hearing from you and wish you recover.
Yours,
Lihua
你理想中的职业是什么英语作文【二】
在我看来，我更愿意去做一个医生，但我浮躁的个性、笨拙的手似乎都预示着我不可能成为一名合格的医生，但知道，这些都是细枝末节，我也有过童年，小的时候，坐在大树下拨弄着蚂蚁，大人过来问“将来想当什么啊？”我头也不抬的说“科学家。”大人便笑呵呵走了。可如今，科学家，已成为一个可望不可即的目标，每个人都想青史留名，想让后世的人记住，还有过这样的一个人。
医生，就意味着，成名的记录微乎其微，即使能青史留名，也只是个医生，我清清楚楚记得历史书上记载张仲景的文字只有两三行，而记载拿破仑的足足有几页纸。可，医生不意味着平凡，即使平凡，又怕些什么！这一辈子，只要对得起自己，就可以了。什么别人的看法、什么别人的评价，在意了又如何，不在意又如何？有很多人的病，是可以治好的，但是，他却得不到那一丝生的希望，我们不能责怪医生都待在城市，而农村只有几个少得可怜的业余村医，要怪，只能怪医生太少了。当我看见人们正值壮年、大展宏图之际，却被病魔缠身，怀恨而逝。更不忍看因为病痛的折磨，而出现白发人送黑发人的场景。你可曾看见，家人趴在逝者边呼唤着他的名字，悲痛的泪浸湿了天地间的'一切，至死，病人仍紧紧握着逝者的手，他们纵有太多的不舍，也不能挽回死神的召唤。还有偏远山区，孤独的老人，在送走儿子之后，独倚木门，望眼欲穿。
如果我是一名及时赶到的医生，一个医术高明的医生，哪怕回天乏术，哪怕我亲眼看到逝者远去，那也给了他一丝生的希望，哪怕是曾经，我也尽力了，没有遗憾。天地永决，这种痛苦，谁能忍受？看到亲人痛苦的场景，憔悴的脸，谁能不为之动容。
你理想中的职业是什么英语作文【三】
Long, long ago, there were two brothers, the one rich and the other poor. When Christmas Eve came, the poor one had not a bite in the house, either of meat or bread; so he went to his brother, and begged him, in God's name, to give him something for Christmas Day. It was by no means the first time that the brother had been forced to give something to him, and he was not better pleased at being asked now than he generally was.
"If you will do what I ask you, you shall have a whole ham," said he. The poor one immediately thanked him, and promised this.
"Well, here is the ham, and now you must go straight to Dead Man's Hall," said the rich brother, throwing the ham to him.
"Well, I will do what I have promised," said the other, and he took the ham and set off. He went on and on for the livelong day, and at nightfall he came to a place where there was a bright light.
"I have no doubt this is the place," thought the man with the ham.
An old man with a long white beard was standing in the outhouse, chopping Yule logs.
"Good-evening," said the man with the ham.
"Good-evening to you. Where are you going at this late hour?" said the man.
"I am going to Dead Man's Hall, if only I am on the right track," answered the poor man.
"Oh! yes, you are right enough, for it is here," said the old man. "When you get inside they will all want to buy your ham, for they don't get much meat to eat there; but you must not sell it unless you can get the hand-mill which stands behind the door for it. When you come out again I will teach you how to stop the hand-mill, which is useful for almost everything."
So the man with the ham thanked the other for his good advice, and rapped at the door.
