冬奥会英语小作文演讲一分钟【一】
The Father and His Son
Father had a family of sons who were perpetually quarrelling among themselves. When he failed to heal their disputes by his exhortations, he determined to give them a practical illustration of the evils of disunion; and for this purpose he one day told them to bring him a bundle of sticks. When they had done so, he placed the faggot into the hands of each of them in succession, and ordered them to break it in pieces. They each tried with all their strength, and were not able to do it.
冬奥会英语小作文演讲一分钟【二】
How are you? Yesterday was my birthday. I had a party .Many friend came to my party.I got many gifts .Ben gave me a game.Lisa gave me a toy car.Peter gave me a pen.They were very nice.My dad gave me some lucky money.My mam bought a big cake for me.She also cooked a lot of tasty food.We sang a song we blew the candles.After that,we ate the cake .Then we had a big meal.I had a good time.What a happy day!What about you?Please write to me.Good buy!
Yours
Zhangweifeng
冬奥会英语小作文演讲一分钟【三】
躲在石缝里的螃蟹遇到了一条泥鱼。
螃蟹挥舞着两只大钳子冲了过去，泥鱼掉头迅速跳进了泥田。螃蟹纵身一跃，跟着跳进了泥田。
泥田里，泥鱼露出一条尾巴，螃蟹立即张开大钳用力钳住，泥鱼借着泥水的力量一甩尾巴，螃蟹的一只大钳子便被生生地掰了下来。螃蟹痛得哇哇大叫，发誓一定要捉住泥鱼。
泥鱼又将自己的尾巴伸了过来，螃蟹毫不犹豫地伸出另一只大钳，再次将泥鱼的尾巴钳住。泥鱼再次借泥水的力量一甩尾巴，螃蟹剩下的那只大钳子也被掰了下来。
泥鱼这才转过头来，张口紧紧地咬住了螃蟹的嘴巴，用力吸了一口，鲜美的蟹肉便流进了泥鱼的肚子里。
在石缝里，泥鱼斗不过螃蟹，但在泥潭里，螃蟹则不是泥鱼的对手。最有用的武器不是螃蟹坚硬的大钳子，也不是泥鱼柔软的尾巴，而是自己熟悉的环境。
冬奥会英语小作文演讲一分钟【四】
A man walking in the night slipped from a rock. Afraid that he would fall down thousands of feet, because he knew that place was a very deep valley, he took hold of a branch that was hanging over the rock. In the night all he couls see was a bottomless abyss. He shouted, his own shout reflected back--there was nobody to hear.
You can imagine that man and his whole night of scare. Every moment there was death, his hands were becoming cold, he was losing his gripand as the sun came out he looked down and he laughed. There was no abyss. Just six inches down there was a rock. He could have rested the whole night, slept well---the rock was big enough---but the whole night was a nightmare.
Fear is only six inches deep. Now it is up to you whether you want to go on cling to the branch and turn your life into a nightmare, or whether you would love to leave the branch and stand on your feet.
There is nothing to fear.
