红色英雄故事英语作文【一】
Mother asks her son, “Jim, if you have ten candies, and you eat four, then how many candies do you have?”
妈妈问儿子：“吉姆， 如果你有10块糖，吃了4块，那你还有几块糖?”
“Ten.” Jim says.
“10块。”吉姆说。
“Ten?” Mother asks.
“10块?”妈妈问。
“Yes, Mum. Four candies are in my stomach and six candies are out of my stomach. Four and six is ten, isn’t it right?”
“是的，妈妈。因为4块在我的肚子里面，6块在肚子外面，4加6等于10，不对吗?”
词义解析：
1.candy：糖果，巧克力
2.stomach：肚子
3.ten：十
4.four：四
5.six：六故事二
Are Flies Yummy?
苍蝇好吃吗?
Tony and his father are eating dinner.
托尼正和他爸爸一起吃晚餐。
Suddenly Tony asks his father, “Dad, are flies yummy?”
突然，托尼问他的.爸爸：“爸爸，苍蝇好吃吗?”
Dad frowns and says, “No, I think it’s yucky. Why do you ask me this question? It’s asilly question.”
爸爸皱眉说：“我想不好吃。你怎么会问这个问题?这可是一个愚蠢的问题。”
But Tony says, “ There was one fly in your plate.”
可是托尼说：“刚才你盘子里有一只苍蝇。”
词义解析：1.fly：苍蝇
2.yummy：好吃的，美味的
3.dinner：晚餐
4.suddenly: 突然
5.frown：皱眉
6.yucky：恶心的
7.question：问题
8.silly：愚蠢的
9.plate：盘子
红色英雄故事英语作文【二】
红色英雄故事英语作文【三】
《变形计》是湖南卫视推出的一档大型生活角色互换节目，以纪录片加真人秀模式推出，号称“新生态纪录片”。这档节目结合当下社会热点，寻找热点中的当局人物，安排他们进行互换人生体验，参与节目的双方就在七天之中互换角色，体验对方的生活。
这个节目让我深深的感悟，城市的孩子与山区的孩子有着不一样的人生、不一样的性格。城市孩子叛逆，他们是家里的小皇帝、小公主，只要是他们想要的，父母都会满足他们，他们衣来伸手饭来张口，享受着美好的生活；然而，山区的孩子乖巧、懂事，他们从小就生活艰苦，懂得粮食来之不易，他们从来都没有做过飞机，没有去过游乐园。
《变形计》这个节目改变了城市小孩，让他们懂得父母的不容易，面对父母要孝顺不能一味的叛逆；让山村小孩见识了大城市的繁华，他们要想改变他们的人生，只有通过自己的不断努力，好好学习考上大学这是他们的唯一机会。
拓展知识：《变形计》是湖南卫视重点研发的一档生活类角色互换节目，这档节目结合当下社会热点，寻找热点中的当局人物，安排他们进行互换人生体验，参与节目的双方就在七天之中互换角色，体验对方的生活。节目同时全程每天24小时跟拍，粗加剪辑后原生态播出。
红色英雄故事英语作文【四】
今天，我和妈妈去看了一部电影，名字叫《熊出没之变形记》。刚开始我还以为是光头强去砍树，熊大熊二去追光头强之间发生的故事。谁知道，电影一开始，我就深深喜欢上了这部电影。它不光场面宏大，而且还有很大的教育意义。
故事讲的是熊大、熊二、光头强和强爸变小又变大经历的事。小时候，光头强和爸爸闹了一场别扭离开了。等光头强长大了以后，强爸来看他了，结果把光头强的研制的机器给弄坏了，惹怒了光头强。光头强又气走了他爸爸。结果光头强和熊大熊二，不小心被“缩小机”给缩小了。他们在微观世界里遭到了很多的袭击，比如螳螂，龙虾都能欺负他们。经历了很多不幸遭遇，他们多想变成以前的样子呀。可是强爸不小心把“缩小机”给带走了。他们在蛋壳侠的帮助下，拼命地追赶强爸，开始了生死的冒险之旅。在这期间强爸也不小心被缩小机缩小了，加入了光头强他们的微型团队。接着经历了被倒入垃圾车的劫难后，他们用自己的微小的力量，成功地阻止了一群非法分子在河道乱倒垃圾的行为。他们非常的自豪，但是他们最大的愿望，还是想变回原来的模样。刚好在垃圾中找到了变大机，他们三个全都变回了原来的样子。河道也被他们疏通了，马哈鱼又重新逆流而上，跨越龙门，开始产卵。
电影看完之后，我的心情久久不能平静。就像电影中的光头强一样，他没变小的时候，生活中有特别多的烦恼，等到缩小的时候，他最大的希望就是想变成以前的样子，回到过去的生活。我也是有很多烦恼，比如作业没有写完。我在想如果我也变成光头强那么小，该有多烦恼啊。
所以生活中不管有多少困难，都要去尝试着去克服，不要被某些小困难打倒。让我们去做现实生活的英雄吧！
红色英雄故事英语作文【五】
：The Little Prince （小王子）Oh, little prince! Bit by bit I came to understand the secrets of your only entertainment in the quiet pleasure of looking at the sunset. I learned that new detail on the morning of the fourth day, when you said to me:
\"I am very fond of sunsets. Come, let us go look at a sunset now.\"
\"But we must wait,\" I said.
\"Wait? For what?\"
\"For the sunset. We must wait until it is time.\"
At first you seemed to be very much surprised. And then you laughed to yourself. You said to me:
\"I am always thinking that I am at home!\"
Just so. Everybody knows that when it is noon in the United States the sun is setting over France.
If you could fly to France in one minute, you could go straight into the sunset, right from noon. Unfortunately, France is too far away for that. But on your tiny planet, my little price, all you need do is move your chair a few steps. You can see the day end and the twilight falling whenever you like…
\"One day,\" you said to me, \"I saw the sunset forty-four times!\"
And a little later you added:
\"You knowone loves the sunset, when one is so sad…\"
\"Were you so sad, then?\" I asked, \"on the day of the forty-four sunset?\"
But the little prince made no reply.
On the fifth dayagain, as always, it was thanks to the sheepthe secret of the little princes life was revealed to me. Abruptly, without anything to lead up to it, and as if the question had been born of long and silent meditation on his problem, he demanded:
\"A sheepif it eats little bushes, does it eat flowers, too?\"
\"A sheep,\" I answered, \"eats anything it finds in its reach.\"
\"Even flowers that have thorns?\"
\"Yes, even flowers that have thorns.\"
\"Then the thornswhat use are they?\"
I did not know. At that moment I was very busy trying to unscrew a bolt that had got stuck in my engine. I was very much worried, for it was becoming clear to me that the breakdown of my plane was extremely serious. And I had so little drinking-water left that I had to fear for the worst.
\"The thornswhat use are they?\"
The little prince never let go of a question, once he had asked it. As for me, I was upset over that bolt. And I answered with the first thing that came into my head:
\"The thorns are of no use at all. Flowers have thorns just for spite.\"
\"Oh!\"
There was a moment of complete silence. Then the little prince flashed back at me, with a kind of resentfulness:
\"I dont believe you! Flowers are weak creature. They are native. They reassure themselves at best they can. They believe that their thorns are terrible weapons…\"
I did not answer. At that instant I was saying to myself: \"If this bolt still wont turn, I am going to knock it out with the hammer.\" Again the little price disturbed my thoughts.
\"And you actually believe that the flowers\"
\"Oh, no!\" I cried. \"No, no, no! I dont believe anything. I answered you the first thing that came into my head. Dont you seeI am very busy with matters of consequence!\"
He stared at me, thunderstruck.
\"Matters of consequence!\"
He looked at me there, with my hammer in my hand, my fingers black with engine-grease, bending over an object which seemed to him extremely ugly…
\"You talk just like the grown-ups!\"
That made me a little ashamed. But he went on, relentlessly:
\"You mix everything up together…You confuse everything…\"
He was really very angry. He tossed his golden curls in the breeze.
The little prince was now white with rage.
\"The flowers have been growing thorns for millions of years. For millions of years the sheep have been eating them just the same. And is it not a matter of consequence to try to understand why the flowers go to so much trouble to grow thorns which are never of any use to them? Is the warfare between the sheep and the flowers not important? And if I knowI, myselfone flower which is unique in the world, which grows nowhere but on my planet, but which one little sheep can destroy in a single bite some morning, without even noticing what he is doingOh! You think that is not important!\"
His face turned from white to red as he continued:
\"If some one loves a flower, of which just one single blossom grows in all the millions and millions of stars. He can say to himself, Somewhere, my flower is there… But if the sheep eats the flower, in one moment all his stars will be darkened…And you think that is not important!\"
He could not say anything more. His words were choked by sobbing.
The night had fallen. I had let my tools drop from my hands. Of what moment now was my hammer, my bolt, or thirst, or death? On one star, one planet, my planet, the Earth, there was a little prince to be comforted, I took him in my arms and rocked him. I said to him:
\"The flower that you love is not in danger. I will draw you a muzzle for your sheep. I will draw you a railing to put around your flower. I will\"
I did not know what to say to him. I felt awkward and blundering. I did not know how I could reach him, where I could overtake him and go on hand in hand with him once more.
It is such a secret place, the land of tears.
经典：The Little Prince 小王子
啊！我的小王子……就这样，一点一滴地，我逐渐懂得了你那忧郁的小生命。长久以来，你惟一的乐趣只是欣赏落日。这是我在第四天早晨知道的，当你说出：
“我喜欢看夕阳。我们一起去看太阳下山吧……”
“可以，我们必须要等……”
“等什么？”
“等太阳落山哪！”
起初，你看起来好象很惊讶，然后，又自我解嘲地说：
“我总以为自己还在家里。”
确实，大家都知道，美国的正午时分，正是法国夕阳落下的时候。如果能在一分钟内赶到法国，你就可以看到落日了，可惜法国太远了。但是，在你的小行星上，只要把椅子向后挪几步，就可以随时随地地看到落日的余辉了。
“有一天，我看了43次落日！”
过了一会儿，你又说：
“你知道当你感到悲伤的时候，就会喜欢看落日……”
“你那时很悲伤吗？就是你看了43次落日的那天？”
小王子没有回答。
第五天，我发现小王子身世的另一个秘密再次感谢那只羊。好象默默地思索了很长时间以后，得出了什么结果一样，他突然没头没脑地问我：
“羊会吃花吗？就像吃灌木丛一样？”
“它碰到什么吃什么。”
“连有刺的花都吃吗？”
“有刺的花也吃。”
“那刺还有什么用呢？”
我不知道该怎么回答。那时候，我正忙着将一个卡在引擎上的螺丝拆下来。我发现，飞机损坏的情形很严重，而且，更让我担心的是饮用水已经所剩不多了。
“那刺还有什么作用呢？”
小王子一旦提出了问题，就绝不放弃，而我正为了螺丝生气，于是不假思索地回答他
“那些刺儿毫无用处，花儿长刺只能害人！”
“噢！”
沉默了一会儿，他悻悻地说：“我不信你说的话！花儿弱不禁风，花儿天真无邪，她们自顾不暇呢。她们身上长了刺，是为了给自己壮胆，为了保护自己……”
我没有答话，当时我在想：“如果螺丝还不松动的话，我就一锤子敲碎它。”
小王子的话再次打断了我的思路：
“你真的认为花儿……”
“算了吧，算了吧！我什么也不认为！我是随便说说。你没看到我正在忙着要紧的事吗？”
他瞪着我，愣住了。
“要紧的事！？”
他看着我，蹲在那个在他眼中看来丑得要命的东西前面，手握着锤子，手指上沾满了油圬……
“你跟那些大人没什么两样！”
听了这话，我觉得有点惭愧。然而，他又毫不留情地说：
“你什么都分不清，你把什么都混在一起！”
他生气地摇晃着脑袋，金黄色的头发随风飘动着。
小王子气得脸色发白。
“几百万年来，花儿生来就有刺，就像几百万年来羊都在吃花一样。难道了解花的身上为什么会有这些没用的刺不重要的吗？难道羊和花之间的战争不重要？如果我知道一朵花人世间惟一的花，只长在我的小行星上，别的地方都不存在，在一天早晨，被一只小羊糊里糊涂地毁掉了，难道这样的事也不重要吗？”
他脸色渐渐转红，然后又接着说：
“如果有人钟爱着一朵独一无二，盛开在浩瀚星海里的花，那么，当他抬头仰望繁星时，便会心满意足。他会告诉自己：‘我心爱的花在那里，在那遥远的星星上。’可以，如果羊把花吃掉了，那么，对他来说，所有的星光便会在刹那间暗淡无光！而你却认为这不重要！”
他突然泣不成声，无法再说下去了。
夜幕降临，黑暗翩然而至。我把手中的工具，锤子、螺丝以及饥饿和死亡全抛在脑后，一切对我都已不再重要。在地球上，在我的行星上，有一位需要安慰的小王子。我将他抱在怀里，轻轻地摇着他，对他说：“你心爱的那朵花不会有危险的，我给你的小羊画一个口罩；我给你的花画个护栏……我……”
我不知道该对他说些什么，只觉得自己很笨拙，不懂得怎样抚慰打动他，不知道该如何才能再次回到与他心灵相通的地方。眼泪就是这么奇妙的东西。
