My father is a tall man with a pair of glasses. Everyone says he is a kind-hearted man. He often helps his neighbours and some strangers whom he doesnt know at all. He has really done a lot for others. I dont like him to do so because I think it has taken him too much time. When I discourage him, he always says with a smile,The world needs warm hearts.
My father loves his family, and loves his work even better. In the company, he is called workaholic He spends most of his time working, and often forgets to have meals or to go to bed.As a result,he doesnt enjoy good health.
My father likes reading in his spare time. He told me reading was very interesting. I became interested in reading little by little. I like books, because they help me in many ways.
My father has a bad habit he likes smoking very much. I hate it. See, the house is full of smoke. I know its bad for his health as well as mothers and mine. I advise him to give up smoking. Im sure he will follow my advice some day.
Such is my father. I am proud of having such a good father.
Everyone has a familiar place in his life, such as parks, supermarkets, and their own rooms. Of all, my most familiar is my room.
The door is west, and there are two windows on both sides of the door. They are "North Window" and "south window". Opposite the doorway is a small balcony, there is a small wardrobe in the balcony, with my clothes when I was a child. My bed is toward the south window, the bed is neatly placed with pillows and quilts. My computer desk faces the North window. There is a regular computer on the computer desk. As soon as I got into the room, I saw my favorite, the computer, and an eye light. Northeast corner is an unusual desk. There are many books on the table. There are dictionaries, books borrowed in the library, encyclopedia books bought by ourselves, and snacks: egg rolls, candy, and my favorite large bottle of coke. The southeastern corner is my wardrobe, with school uniforms, clothes, socks and underpants in the wardrobe. Also with bed sheets, quilt towel. There was an almost useless old TV on the cupboard. There is a DVD player on the TV. In the southwest, it's a big wardrobe for mom and dad. Beside the wardrobe, it was a dresser. I had a photo of my childhood on the platform. It was very lovely.
This is my room, is it beautiful? You are welcome to visit my colorful room.
Everyone, there is a room for their own, I am no exception. My room has walls, windows, bed, pillow, and desk, bookcase and. Of course, there's a baby - like the Pearl River Piano, finish the homework every day, I will sit on the stool practice half an hour.
There's a secret in my room that you can't guess. Guess what, what is it? As a matter of fact, my room has two floors, and there is a push door beside the bookcase. Open the door, wow, and staircase, and go up to the platform. This is my little pet - Rabbit white. I have a sunny place, mine mother planted flowers, green onion, Dad cactus.
Sometimes, I wish my room had wings, so that it could fly to the sky, look at the white clouds, feel the white clouds, and try the taste of white clouds, like cotton candy.
I also hope that everything in my room is made of food. Your homework is hungry, you can chew on the desk; like sugar, you can lick the wall; hungry you sleep at night, can you just bite the pillow to chew in any case what does not matter, because all of the food.
Of course, I hope that my room long wheel, so that I can open a house car, ran to the river Yachun home to a good friend. She will be surprised. But I just smiled: "Hey, don't tell you how I dragged my room to your home."
But from dream, back to reality, my most favorite room, or my room, an ordinary little girl's room. At noon, after dinner, I will take a quiet lunch break in my room; in the afternoon, after school, I will do my homework in front of the desk. Father and mother often come to my room to help me with my homework. In the evening, I lie in my little bed and go to sleep. In the morning, a ray of sunshine comes into my room and sprinkles on my cozy little bed.
I have a great mother. She cares much about me in my life and study.
In the morning, she gets up early to make breakfast for me. When I was little, she prepared my schoolbag. But now, she tells me to do it by myself. Because she thinks I have been old enough to do it. Besides, she always checks my homework. When I finish my homework, she checks it and points out the mistakes. She is very careful and helps me a lot.
I love my mother.
My mother
My mother is very kind and beautiful although she is not tall.She is 42 years old this year.She is a nurse,so she is always very busy day and night.But she loves her job,and she often takes care of her patients.Of course,she also likes singing,dancing,cooking and shopping,but she almost no time to do them.
Oh,I love my mother.
描写妈妈的英语作文:
Every day when my mother was in bed, she came to my bed. My mother used her eyes to see if I had lifted the quilt.
妈妈给我检查作业的'时候,她会用那两只大大的眼睛盯着我的作业,如果哪道题做错了,妈妈就会把那双大眼睛向我看来,示意我:你这道题做错了。
When my mother checks my homework, she will use those two big eyes to stare at my homework. If any problem is wrong, my mother will look at that pair of big eyes to me and signal to me that you are wrong.
妈妈的眼睛是在关心我,妈妈的眼睛也很厉害。
My mother's eyes are concerned about me. My mother's eyes are also very strong.
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