大学写一个有趣的人的英语作文【一】
in my life i have met many people who are really worth recalling. but perhaps the most unforgettable person i ever know is my english teacher. what frequently brings back memories of my school teacher is his special qualities. first of all, he gave us the greatest gift a teacher can offer—an awakening of a passion for learning. he not only led us to an appreciation of the beauty and perfection of english language and literature, but also aroused our great interest in explorating something deeper in this field. second, i was attracted by his lively wit. i remember that we students always anticipated his class with great eagerness because his lecture were humorously delivered, never failing to provoke chuckles or loud laughs. although it is nearly two years since i attended his last class, he is the talk of our old classmates, and i know part of him has already stayed in my heart.
大学写一个有趣的人的英语作文【二】
When I was in high school, one of my classmates sit right beside me. His name is ChenLiang. He is my unforgettable person in my life.
I remembered my mathematics was just mediocre at that time, but he was extraordinary and excellent in calculating and solving mathematic questions. He often received perfect scores. Of course, I wished I could reach at his level. Since we talked all day long, I asked how he could solve those difficult questions. He was so patient and polite to answer my sometimes ridiculous thinking. Gradually, I built my confidence at mathematics and finally passed the college entrance exam.
Now, we are apart, but I still remember his great attitude and willing in study. I am so obliged to my classmate, who is my friend always and forever.
大学写一个有趣的人的英语作文【三】
依稀记得那是个不甚晴朗的日子。太阳躲在层层叠叠的云朵后，敛了全身的光芒。那天大概心情颇有些烦躁，当我走进灰暗的楼道，看见楼道地面上满都是一层毛茸茸的深灰色的灰絮，大团大团飘忽不定地上下翻飞时，恼火的心情便可想而知了。
“真是的，是谁家制造的的这类垃圾！”我一边小声地嘟哝着，一边小心地绕过那些看上去脏兮兮的毛团。是的，当时我的抱怨也仅仅只是抱怨罢了，仅仅只是希望能有人来清理这一切，却独独忘了，我也是可以拿起扫帚收拾好这一切的。现在想来，这也许才是我的悲哀，很多人的悲哀。
阳光此时似乎渐渐明朗起来，调皮地从窗外钻进来。那束微光中，可以极清楚地看见极细的尘屑在空气里浮动。我似乎还确凿听见隐隐绰绰的有规律的声响从楼上传来，我习惯性地又皱起眉头，仍想低声抱怨几句。但眼前这一幕，却使我匆匆掩了面，为刚刚那样的举止而羞愧。
是 王老师！一个平素寡言少语的老人。因着他的沉默，我和他鲜有交集，即便平日碰了面，也只是礼节性地点点头，打个招呼。但此时此刻，我竟多么想走上前，深深地，深深地给眼前这位老人鞠上一躬。
他正站在楼道的拐角处，挥舞着手中的扫帚，佝偻的身躯显得有些苍老与力不从心。漫天的尘屑在他四周飞扬，只听得见那一颠一簸，一簸一颠的扫帚扫过地面的声音，在寂静空旷的楼道内有力地呜响着，这声音就像一记记响锤重重地叩击在我的心上。我一直就这样站着，眼睛竟有些发涩，但我想这绝不是尘粒迷了眼的缘故。我站在这位平凡的老人的身边，听着他奏出这雄浑的劳动号子，心境竟忽然变得平静与淡然起来。
太阳终于冲破了云罅，阳光似来势汹汹的.金色瀑布，从窗外涌进来，像一束舞台上的追光灯，不偏不倚照在王老师的身上，郑重地为他披上金色的圣衣。我看见阳光点亮了四周的尘屑，照亮了一贯清冷灰暗的楼道，也给我那颗湿冷的心，注入暖暖的力量。原来再阴冷的地方，总有一天也会得到温暖的抚摸。比如阳光，比如一个也许微不足道却让你终生难忘的举动。我走上前，看着王老师，分外响亮地问他的好。王老师抬起头，看着我，露出慈爱的笑容。我发现，他的脸上也是满满的阳光。
直至今日，我仍忘不了那个原本阴冷的午后，却突然间变得温暖明朗；我也仍忘不了，那个尘土飞扬中矮小却显得分外高大的身影；我更不会忘了，邻居老人默默地付出与奉献中，带给我多少温暖与力量。
那天，那刻，如此温暖明朗的阳光，我终不会忘了的。
