大学介绍自己房间的英文作文【一】
I have a tidy bedroom, it is not big, but placed a lot of things. The windowin the south, in the window next to the desk, my bag, put on the desklamp, the stationery box. Zhang Shafa in his desk nearby, there is a doll.In the bedroom is the North bed.
我有一个整洁的卧室，它不是很大，但放置了很多东西。南方的窗，在窗户旁边的桌子上，我的包里，放在台灯，文具盒。张沙发在附近的桌上，有一个娃娃。在卧室是北床。
大学介绍自己房间的英文作文【二】
My room is small, but comfortable and clean.
Take the door, on the left is a bookcase. The above is my dad's book, and below is my "private property" in bookcase pretend I most like to watch book at ordinary times. What little sunflower, extracurricular reading, contemporary elementary, hundred thousand whys... It's full of beautiful things in eyes, dazzling. In spite of large Numbers, they still according to the height of a placed very neatly.
The right of the bookcase is a small bed. Every night, I lay there to sleep, do a dream.
To the other side of the bed is my desk. There are my keyboard on the desk, and I often read the book. Every school, it's "people" will increase, because above filled up with my school things, and my homework. Bed is a window. The sun shine into my room through the window, make the room warm and bright.
Sofa is next to the desk, the sofa has been neatly folded my clothes, and my family "" toys.
Chest and sofa is an inseparable friends, my family moved to either, they were always together. The big wardrobe, which is full of clothes when I was a kid.
My room is not big, but there is full of laughter every day.
我的房间不大，但即舒适又整洁。
一进门，左边是一个书橱。上面是爸爸的书，而下面则是我的“私人财产”书橱里装着我平时最喜欢看的书。什么小葵花、课外阅读、当代小学生、十万个为什么……真是琳琅满目，令人眼花缭乱。尽管数量很多，他们还是按高矮个摆放得很整齐。
书橱的右边是一张小床。每天晚上，我都会躺在那里进入梦乡，做个美梦。
床的对面是我的写字台。写字台上放着我的电子琴，还有我平时常看的书。每到放学，那上面的“居民”就会增加，因为上面摆满了我的学习用品以及我的作业。小床边有一扇窗户。阳光透过窗户照进我的房间，使房间里即温暖又明亮。
沙发就放在写字台旁边，沙发上有被我叠得整整齐齐的衣服，和我的“玩具大家族”。
衣柜和沙发是一对形影不离的好朋友，不管我家搬到哪，他俩总是在一起。那个大衣柜里，装满了我小时候的衣服。
我的房间不大，但那里每天都充满了欢笑。
大学介绍自己房间的英文作文【三】
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.
大学介绍自己房间的英文作文【四】
大学介绍自己房间的英文作文【五】
每个人的风格、个性都不同，所以布置出来的房间风格、外观都有所差异。我的小房间，便是我的一方小天地。
东边有一个门，是墨绿色，一进门，就像走进了童话世界一般，雪白雪白的墙壁，天蓝色的天花板上，悬挂着一盏超美的挂灯，整天都亮着。土黄色的地板，给人一种头顶蓝天，脚踩大地的感觉。
西边有一个衣橱，它分上下两层，上面是我夏天穿的衣服和冬天穿的衣服，下面是放外套和裤子。书橱在左边，有两个箱子，里面全是鞋子，天暖了，我就会把它们拿出去晒一晒。
南边有一张精致的写字台，写字台上有台灯、青蛙似的闹表、一盏淡紫色的台灯，一个笔筒，上面还放着学习用的文具，我每天放学都会在这里学习。写字台下面有一个大大的书橱，里面放着一些课外书，比如《安徒生童话》、《格林童话》、《世界奇观》、世界之谜》……写字台上有一个窗户，每天清早，灿烂的阳光就会透进我的小房间，在墙壁的反照下，整个房间显得格外明亮；晚上，当我学习累了时，一抬头便可以看见天上的星星和月亮，窗户帘是用千纸鹤做的，那扇窗帘共有五行，每一行有十只千纸鹤，这些千纸鹤都是我精心制作的。在写字台的右边，有一台电脑，电脑里面有许许多多的知识。它可谓是我的一个好帮手了，每当我有问题时，都会去请教它。
北边是一张床，睡在上面可舒服了。床的左边有个小橱，那上面有一个杯子、还有一个暖壶，如果晚上口渴了，可以倒水喝。在床的右边，我会放上一盆腊梅，而它的不畏艰险、坚强不屈、默默无闻、无私奉献的那种精神，会时时刻刻激励着我上进。
小房间虽然不大，但却充满了活力与生机，它每天都会给我带来无穷的乐趣，我喜欢我的小房间。
大学介绍自己房间的英文作文【六】
My room is small, but comfortable and clean.
Take the door, on the left is a bookcase. The above is my dad's book, and below is my "private property" in bookcase pretend I most like to watch book at ordinary times. What little sunflower, extracurricular reading, contemporary elementary, hundred thousand whys... It's full of beautiful things in eyes, dazzling. In spite of large Numbers, they still according to the height of a placed very neatly.
The right of the bookcase is a small bed. Every night, I lay there to sleep, do a dream.
To the other side of the bed is my desk. There are my keyboard on the desk, and I often read the book. Every school, it's "people" will increase, because above filled up with my school things, and my homework. Bed is a window. The sun shine into my room through the window, make the room warm and bright.
Sofa is next to the desk, the sofa has been neatly folded my clothes, and my family "" toys.
Chest and sofa is an inseparable friends, my family moved to either, they were always together. The big wardrobe, which is full of clothes when I was a kid.
My room is not big, but there is full of laughter every day.
