大学里的同辈压力的英文作文【一】
I read the Chinese version of “Camille” a few years ago. At that time I was deeply moved by the main character Marguerite Gautier. “Camille” or “The Lady of the Camellias” by Alexandre Dumas, fils, is the story of Marguerite Gautier, a young courtesan, or kept woman, in Paris in the mid 1800's, and how she falls in love with a young man, Armand Duval, and then tries to escape from her questionable past. Unfortunately, it comes back to haunt her and she ends up returning to that life and dies painfully and alone, but with the knowledge that she was a noble woman at heart. When I first began to read the book, I did not care for Marguerite or her attitude or lifestyle, but as I got further into the narrative, I realized that her saucy attitude was a front to cover the lonely woman that she really was. She felt used, abused and unloved, until the gentle Armand Duval came into her life and showed her that he loved her as a person and not for what she could do for him. It must have taken great courage for Marguerite to leave the life she had lived for so long, knowing all along that it was probably too good to be true and would not last indefinitely. And it also showed that Marguerite really loved Armand Duval for she could even change herself for him.
However, happiness didn’t last for long. When M. Duval, Armand's father, came to her, pleading for her to leave Armand to save both Armand's reputation and that of his younger innocent sister, Marguerite saw a way to become pure of heart, if not in body. She felt that it was her duty, because she loved Armand so much, to do this even though it meant giving up her own happiness and hurting Armand temporarily. She reluctantly returned to her former life, knowing that.some day Armand would forgive her. Sadly, she died in debt and basically alone, except for her one female friend, Julie Duprat, who helped her during her illness. She had her journal sent to Armand after her death, explaining why she had made the choices she had. I think Dumas's last few lines about Marguerite being the exception, not the rule were quite true, and I also agreed with his view that while her lifestyle could not be condoned, we as a society assume that all of these type of women are cold and heartless, while this may not always be the case. A person can make the wrong choices in life when they are young, and try to redeem themselves, but sometimes past situations prevent them from changing their lives, even though they desperately wish to do so. This applies to both men and women in many different types of circumstances: involvement in crime; drug or alcohol abuse; gambling; prostitution; financial problems; poor marriage choices; etc. And this is the fact, which exists in the whole society.
As far as the other characters in the book, I think Marguerite was right in saying that no one truly cared about her, but only wanted something from her, the only exceptions being Armand and Julie Duprat. Of course, the Comte de G. and Comte de N. wanted her body and appearance. The
Duke needed to “wake up and smell the coffee” and realize that she could never replace his dead daughter. If he truly cared, he could have helped her leave her lifestyle without “keeping” her himself. And lastly, Prudence was a blood-sucking leech who used Marguerite almost worse than the men. I also think she was jealous of the fact that Marguerite had so much more courage than herself and someone truly loved her.
Last morning, when tiding my bookshelf, I took this book out of the shelf, and a dried flower flew away from the book. It was pale blue, very transparent, with thin fine veins. a dried flower flew away from the book. It was pale blue, very transparent, with thin fine veins. I held it against the morning light and blew on it. The soft breeze carried it away. Camille is just like the camellia, she could never escape from the destiny of withering. But it wasn’t her fault; it’s because of the evil of Capitalism and the hideousness of that society.
Suddenly, I remembered a saying: “Women are like the flowers”. Those pretty women are like those beautiful flowers; their delicate beauty makes people feel they are the miracle of life. However, even the God envies their beauty. It seems that beautiful women always have tragic endings. As we are normal persons, even we can see the hideousness of humanity that results in their fate of withering, we can at most ask quietly in our hearts: Where have those beautiful flowers gone? Where have they gone?
The Life And Adventures Of Robinson Crusoe
It seemed to be such a coincidence that the night after I finished reading The Life And Adventures Of Robinson Crusoe, I was to dine in a restaurant distinctly related to the book itself. This restaurant was no other than the famous American-styled “Friday ’s. ” The reason for mentioning this restaurant is quite straightforward to all the gentlemen, ladies and children who have read the novel and enjoyed it, which is the fact that this restaurant was, most likely, named after the American Native in Robinson Crusoe, called Friday. This restaurant offers very exceptional service, for instance when the waitresses are asked to order dishes they kneel rather than stand, which, unlike the other restaurants I have been to, makes it easier for the customers to hear them speak. Moreover, Friday’s friendly services to the customers help them to make better choices when ordering dishes. I remembered when I went to Friday ’s last time; the waitress kindly described the items on the menu with precise details. It turned out that the combo I initially wanted was designed to be shared among a large group, not to be eaten by one person. I think this restaurant shows many commendable features similar to that of Friday. Friday brought emotional warmth to the people around him with his appealing personality. I think it was this personality that affected Crusoe and made him say that he loved Friday when Crusoe didn ’t express love for his parents, brothers, sisters, or even his wife. “When he espied me, he came running to me, laying himself down again upon the ground, with all the possible signs of an humble, thankful disposition, making many antic gestures to show it to let me know how he would serve me as long as he lived.” This was what Friday did after Crusoe had rescued him from the two savages chasing him. It was easy for me to see why Crusoe had loved Friday. After sometime, Crusoe and Friday were to rescue Friday’s father. When Friday reunited with his father, the scene was easy to move anyone: “It would have moved anyone to tears to have seen how Friday kissed him, embraced him, hugged him, cried, laughed, halloed, jumped about, danced,
sung; and then sung and jumped about again, like a distracted creature. It was a good while before I could make him speak to me.” This is my favourite chapter in the whole book. It is hard to see why Friday is an ex-savage when he can have personalities more praiseworthy than many civilized people, viz. Crusoe himself. “When he (Friday went to him (Friday’s father, he would sit down by him, open his breast, and hold his father’s head close to his bosom, half an hour together, to nourish it; then he took his arms and ankles, which were numbed and stiff with the binding, and rubbed them with his hands.” Furthermore, Friday’s expression of loyalty in asking Crusoe to kill him rather than leave him is more heartfelt than anything Crusoe ever says or does.
Crusoe, on the absolute contrary, seems incapable of deep feelings, as shown by his account of leaving his family—he never shows any emotions. After a moving lecture from Robinson’s father about his future, he still decided to follow his own wandering ambition. Careless was he about the wishes of his parents to keep him alive and prosperous, as he was the only child left in the family. When he came back from the island which he had lived on for twenty eight years, he found that it had been too late to tell his parents that he was still alive, but yet again he did not feel sorry for them; he also did not feel sorry for the two people who had to live in misery for nearly thirty years under the allusion all of their sons were dead. He had the same feelings for his wife: when he was married, he said it was “not either to my disadvantage or dissatisfaction”, implying that it was also neither to his advantage nor his satisfaction. Moreover, after his wife died, Robinson did not think of looking after the three children they had, but went back to the island, which he had lived on for twenty-eight years. It was on this trip which Robinson Crusoe revisited “His Island ” as he called it. I feel that Robinson ’s indifference to his family is almost emotionally cruel.
Before had clearly shown the contrast between Crusoe’s and Friday’s personalities, as when Friday, in his joyful reunion with his father, displayed far more emotion toward his family members than Crusoe, whereas Crusoe never mentions missing his family or dreams about the happiness of seeing them again. I think Defore is very successful in introducing Friday as part of the novel, it makes the whole novel seem much more complete and gripping to the reader, as well as proving that Defoe’s ideology of racism is civilized unlike many other Europeans at that time; natives and savages are not worse than others but can perhaps even be more modern and civilized. Those are the reasons of why I like The Life And Adventures Of Robinson Crusoe and Friday.
大学里的同辈压力的英文作文【二】
压力与挫折是人的一生中不可避免的一部分。我们所有人，在出生时，都是哭出来的，而不是笑出来的，就表示着，我们的人生永远不会一帆风顺，总是会经历风雨的。
那年初春，闲在家里无所事事，于是老爸便带我到了乡下的老家。那是一座很老的木头房子，用木板将房顶铺得密密的，即使白天进去，也仿佛伸手不见五指。上面还有一层楼，很低，好像是放东西的，连楼梯都没有，我到现在也从没上去过。我看到了墙上挂着几把大锄头，太重了，我拿不动，突然发现了竟然还有一柄小锄头，于是我拿了下来。很称手，估计是老爸像我一样大的时候用来挖笋的吧。我童心大发，也有模有样的扛着锄头去爷爷的竹林里挖笋去了。
我漫无目的的在竹林里乱刨，一会把这挖一下，一会把那挖一下，半天了都看不见一颗竹笋。正当我心中怒火地刨着时，挖到了一颗小笋，很小，吃也吃不了。我很生气，于是找了几块石头，就这样将它给压住了，扛着锄头扬长而去。
几天过后，一场春雨连绵不绝几日。我又一次来到了乡下，跑到竹林，我想看看那颗被我压住的小竹笋怎么样了。令我大吃一惊的是，小竹笋长大了，他幼小的身体竟然撑开了石头，长得比以前更茁壮了。我没有砍倒它，我希望明年我再来这里时，它会成为真正的竹子，成为这一片竹林中的一员。这就是一种压力，压力是一种磨难，更是一种动力。
这让我又想起一事。有一次，在外婆家玩，家里养着鸡，我看到了一个鸡蛋，在微微摇动，有点破裂的样子，出于好心，我帮助这一只小鸡破开了蛋壳。心里很高兴，我做了一件“善事”。看着小鸡从蛋壳里走了出来，没走几步就倒下去了，不过一会儿，便没有了生机。我大受打击，自己竟然伤害了一个小生命。
压力是我们不能缺少的，幼弱的竹笋在压力中获得了新生，刚出生的小鸡没有受到任何压力就出世了，却活不过半刻。压力是一种动力，不经历磨难风雨怎会有彩虹，微笑面对压力，勇敢向前获得新生。
大学里的同辈压力的英文作文【三】
压力将会决定这一切，压力的面临将会带领着我们前进的方向!如果说压力是一种动力，而我们则会是这动力的起源。从现在做起，为了明天的自己，展示最好的青春!这青春的来之不易却总是这样的患得患失!相信，这一切我们都将会拥有。让这压力变为动力。只为这明天的自己，为了今后的美好生活!努力付出现在的一切，从现在做起，做一个有目标有追求的自我!大胆挑战，大胆拼搏，明天都将会是最好的!
压力
也许，这人生离开了压力将会变成一团糟。没有压力的人生则会是没有任何的收获!同样的，那样的人生没有了，丝毫的挑战性。如果这生活变成了这样，压力都将没有了意义，人生也同样的失去了色彩!压力的变化，却始终不变的初心，自己心中所坚守的却有不会改变!为了迎接明天的未来，为了这一切，请相信，做好现在，一切都将会以更好的方式表现出来!压力的存在将会解决任何问题。只希望我们能够做得更好!
动力
相信，这动力的变化则会使我们心中所想的。如果说压力是风帆，那么这动力则会是这风帆的方向!正因为有了动力的带领之下，我们才会变得更加的优秀。为了这心中的守护，为了这现实的`改变!不断地创新，不断的进步。相信终有一天都将会变得更加成熟!为了这明天，为了这命运。不断的为这做准备。只愿这幸福时光能够更早的来临。更加相信，这个世界并没有抛弃与我们。只是看我们努力的结果如何!
压力的存在才会真正的打动着我们。如果没有了压力，那就没有了一切!相信，这都将会是最好的。为了迎接这美好时光，更加期待这今后的生活。愿我们一切安好，活出自己想要的生活!未来不易，尚且珍惜。只希望这世界曾对我们温柔相待!压力改变命运，这同时，我们也将会受益匪浅!
相信，在这压力的带领下，我们也会逐渐的成熟!逐渐的成长。为了这最初的自己，为了最初的梦想。相信这一切都会使我们所拥有的!压力换为行动，付出自有收获!
大学里的同辈压力的英文作文【四】
大学里的同辈压力的英文作文【五】
From the sixteenth of January to the seventh of February is our Winter Holiday. I think everybody did a lot of things in the Winter Holiday. But I didn’t. Let you to listen to my story of Winter Holiday.
I spend a lot of time on the homework.. Every day in my Winter Holiday, I always got up late. Then I listened to the tape, it was nine o’clock. Then I ate breakfast and then I did my homework during the daytime! I’m not very slow but the homework was too heavy!
I’m unlucky on the playing too. I played firecracker but I hurt my finger with the fire. I ‘m careless to kindle the firecracker, so I’m very unlucky.
I still unlucky on my friend’s party. In the morning, I wanted to get up early but I woke up at 10:50. After ten minutes, the party would start! So I only eat a piece of bread then I go to my friend’s home! And I stay at his home for a long time when I came home. My mother and father were very angry and they scolded me!
I’m worried and feel unlucky on myweigh. Last term, I was 48 kilogram but now I am 51 kilogram! I must to do banting!
But most important, I have gone to Shanghai Ocean Aquarium, I want to go there very much because I want to see the horse, the monkey……in the sea. Now I’ve done it . It is a bright dot in my Winter Holiday.
