大学新舍友的细节描写英语作文

相互体谅、相互帮助，坦诚相待，彼此尊重

How do we get along with co-workers? We should be supportive, honest, and sincere in our company.

First, we need to respect everyone who works in our company. Every employee should be treated equally. As male employees, we should not discriminate our female colleagues. In stead, we should be more understanding and open-minded when we work with them.

Second, we need to be a contributor in our company. We should be capable of accomplish our projects independently; we should be able to cooperate with our co-workers harmoniously.

Build a Harmonious Society

Dear fellow students,

Our government is going to build a "harmonious society". I think it is everyone's duty to work hard to achieve this

goal.

As high school students, what should we do ?

First of all, we should love our motherland. Let's take a great interest in the development of our hometowns and take an active part in our school's activities.

Secondly, let's fill the world with love. We should show our respect for old people, our parents and our teachers. We should also care for each other and help those in need. Most important of all, all of us must be faithful and honest in our daily life.

Finally, let's work together to save energy and protect our natural environment, including animals, trees, flowers and grass.

As for myself, I will study even harder and try my best to do all the above.

Dear fellow students, let's start right now and spare no effort to do a little bit every day, every hour, and every minute!

英语细节描写

he is very (handsome)他非常。

（帅）he has (hazel eyes)他有。（一双淡褐色的眼睛）he got (hazel eyes)他有。

（一双淡褐色的眼睛）he has (a round face) with (small eyes)他有。（一张圆脸）和。

（小眼睛）以下是我们班同学作文中的片段（都是鬼故事）：A swirling black flash was glimpsed through the trees. Black robes and a long hooded cloak, walking steadily towards the bunch of children. They huddled together, filled with the sense of despair. The cloaked figure circled them. A gasp went up as a boy saw a glinting object sliding from the figure's waist. He continued to trundle relentlessly towards them. Then he stopped. The black cloak swayed in the discomforting, chilling breeze. Then he spoke.The oldest, was on the edge of the pack. “Thwack”. The slimly built boy swayed dramatically. His arms limp and his face drained of blood. Drained of life. The blood trickled down from his mouth to his chin. He fell to the floor, a sharp pinecone needle embedding itself in his glazed, open eye. It was only then they saw the sharp knife stuck in the back of the slim boy's head. They looked up. They saw them. They were surrounded. No chance of surviving.“What? What do you mean?” I demanded. “What I mean is that I do not want you to suffer.” I didn't understand, I really didn't. He said “The reason I don't want you to go is because they took my soul. My soul and the souls of fifty others on the day of the 7/7 bombings”. I ran, I couldn't take it any more. I kept on running and I didn't stop. There seemed to be trains everywhere, moving, derelict, abandoned. I ran faster and faster, jumping and bounding up and over sleepers and old tracks. Then I saw him. Him and the fifty others.“No, nothing…” Suddenly, all the light had gone, except the candle, the candlepower was wavering unruly in the darkness; outside the house, the wind was howling loudly and forcefully, bump into the window, trying to break the window, once…twice…and the third time, the window had been broke, the white curtain was swinging. The wind had come in to the house; it broke the offbeat silence inside.“That person…？” His gaze glued onto the man before him. Then, it was as if a lock had clicked open, his gaze now moved onto the other figure. There, standing next to him was an angelic looking woman. She had waist length wavy, russet coloured hair. Her long dressing gown hung loosely from her body. He tried very hard to remember where he had seen her but was snapped out of his thoughts as he heard another sorrowful, mournful cry.He gaped as he saw him grasping a knife tightly in his grip. His hazel eyes glowed as he forced himself up closer and closer to her. His hand rose higher and higher. The corner of his mouth curled up into a smirk. Her lip body fell onto the ground. Her eyes no longer begged for forgiveness but gazed, dull and lifeless, the scarlet blood-oozing out from the fatal cut on her white neck. The vicar dropped to his knees. A gush of wind blew, sweeping the clouds away, revealing the black, velvet blanket and the silver rimmed moon.Light pierced the gloomy rooms, cutting through the darkness. A bony figure moved beneath the bed sheets in one of the rooms. A skeletal head peeked from under the crimson stained covers, his eyes alive with fear. His legs emerged, cuts covering them. He suddenly ripped the bed sheets off, violently throwing them to the ground. He stood up, his face was distorted from slashes and bruises. He had nothing on except for a pair of ripped jeans.The man nudged him towards the door whilst loosening his grip slightly. He tried to wriggle free but the man had a tight grasp around him. The man angrily kicked the flaking door open, the harsh sunlight blinding them. He violently pushed the boy to the ground and focused on his eyes reading his thoughts. He suddenly looked pleased with himself, as if he had come to a decision. His hand fumbled in his pocket, searching for something.The grey haze covered the silent countryside and a few crickets could be heard chirping, along with the rustling of the parched leaves. Miss Swan was standing under an old oak tree, waiting for her partner at her part time job. She looked to her right but only to see the depressing fog hiding the green landscape. She felt a hand on her shoulder and she swiftly turned her head to meet a pair of brown eyes.Suddenly, she heard a faint sound of heavy breathing coming from the reflected image in the mirror. She peered at the glass saw herself breathing hard, it was so real she felt as though she really did have a difficulty breathing. Her eyes were glued to the mirror and stuck to 。

英语作文"我们应该注重细节"

Everyone wants to be a great man, but it is very hard. Everyone wants to do great things, but it is anything but an easy task. A great achievement cannot be built in a day and is typically achieved by a series of single manageable steps. As a consequence, perfecting every detail will ultimately lead to an unimaginable accomplishment.

Ever since my childhood, I have always wanted to become a great English translator. I dreamed of translating Chinese classics into English, spreading the Chinese cultures to the rest of the world. However, I understood at the time that it would be a considerably long path to finally reach my destination. Alternatively, I broke the big thing into smaller pieces. To fulfill my goal, I first of all started to learn English grammar and improve my written English. I read several famous grammar books and took notes. Then I imitated useful sentence structures and used them in my composition. As last, I would ask my English teachers to help me with my writing. After two years of continuous efforts, I won a big prize in English writing competition in my city. I really felt proud of myself. My dream was still there, more reachable than ever.

based on my experience, it is advisable that one should “dream big but do small”. Those who can do small things in a great way can eventually do big things.

英语细节描写

he is very (handsome)他非常。

（帅）he has (hazel eyes)他有。（一双淡褐色的眼睛）he got (hazel eyes)他有。

（一双淡褐色的眼睛）he has (a round face) with (small eyes)他有。（一张圆脸）和。

（小眼睛）以下是我们班同学作文中的片段（都是鬼故事）：A swirling black flash was glimpsed through the trees. Black robes and a long hooded cloak, walking steadily towards the bunch of children. They huddled together, filled with the sense of despair. The cloaked figure circled them. A gasp went up as a boy saw a glinting object sliding from the figure's waist. He continued to trundle relentlessly towards them. Then he stopped. The black cloak swayed in the discomforting, chilling breeze. Then he spoke.The oldest, was on the edge of the pack. “Thwack”. The slimly built boy swayed dramatically. His arms limp and his face drained of blood. Drained of life. The blood trickled down from his mouth to his chin. He fell to the floor, a sharp pinecone needle embedding itself in his glazed, open eye. It was only then they saw the sharp knife stuck in the back of the slim boy's head. They looked up. They saw them. They were surrounded. No chance of surviving.“What? What do you mean?” I demanded. “What I mean is that I do not want you to suffer.” I didn't understand, I really didn't. He said “The reason I don't want you to go is because they took my soul. My soul and the souls of fifty others on the day of the 7/7 bombings”. I ran, I couldn't take it any more. I kept on running and I didn't stop. There seemed to be trains everywhere, moving, derelict, abandoned. I ran faster and faster, jumping and bounding up and over sleepers and old tracks. Then I saw him. Him and the fifty others.“No, nothing…” Suddenly, all the light had gone, except the candle, the candlepower was wavering unruly in the darkness; outside the house, the wind was howling loudly and forcefully, bump into the window, trying to break the window, once…twice…and the third time, the window had been broke, the white curtain was swinging. The wind had come in to the house; it broke the offbeat silence inside.“That person…？” His gaze glued onto the man before him. Then, it was as if a lock had clicked open, his gaze now moved onto the other figure. There, standing next to him was an angelic looking woman. She had waist length wavy, russet coloured hair. Her long dressing gown hung loosely from her body. He tried very hard to remember where he had seen her but was snapped out of his thoughts as he heard another sorrowful, mournful cry.He gaped as he saw him grasping a knife tightly in his grip. His hazel eyes glowed as he forced himself up closer and closer to her. His hand rose higher and higher. The corner of his mouth curled up into a smirk. Her lip body fell onto the ground. Her eyes no longer begged for forgiveness but gazed, dull and lifeless, the scarlet blood-oozing out from the fatal cut on her white neck. The vicar dropped to his knees. A gush of wind blew, sweeping the clouds away, revealing the black, velvet blanket and the silver rimmed moon.Light pierced the gloomy rooms, cutting through the darkness. A bony figure moved beneath the bed sheets in one of the rooms. A skeletal head peeked from under the crimson stained covers, his eyes alive with fear. His legs emerged, cuts covering them. He suddenly ripped the bed sheets off, violently throwing them to the ground. He stood up, his face was distorted from slashes and bruises. He had nothing on except for a pair of ripped jeans.The man nudged him towards the door whilst loosening his grip slightly. He tried to wriggle free but the man had a tight grasp around him. The man angrily kicked the flaking door open, the harsh sunlight blinding them. He violently pushed the boy to the ground and focused on his eyes reading his thoughts. He suddenly looked pleased with himself, as if he had come to a decision. His hand fumbled in his pocket, searching for something.The grey haze covered the silent countryside and a few crickets could be heard chirping, along with the rustling of the parched leaves. Miss Swan was standing under an old oak tree, waiting for her partner at her part time job. She looked to her right but only to see the depressing fog hiding the green landscape. She felt a hand on her shoulder and she swiftly turned her head to meet a pair of brown eyes.Suddenly, she heard a faint sound of heavy breathing coming from the reflected image in the mirror. She peered at the glass saw herself breathing hard, it was so real she felt as though she really did have a difficulty breathing. Her eyes were glued to the mirror and stuck to her reflection。

英语作文题目细节决定成败？

There is an saying, details determine your fate, which emphasises the inportance of details. Surely, whether a man will be successful depends largely on his attention to the details in his life. Keeping an eye on details may help you in many ways. For instance, when we are small, we are very careless and there are many mistakes in our homework. But if we pay much attention to these little things, we will get a higher mark. What's more, when we make decisions, making every detail clear will reduce risks. Besides, if you care about the details in your life around you, you may have more chance to find out other people's ploblems and help them. However, in our daily life, not everyone knows the inportance of details. And they sometimes ignore them, thus leading to bad results. Actually, caring about details is a person's habit. You will never get changed in one day. So from now on, start to learn this habit,and I'm sure that you will benefit from it.谢谢采纳。

写一篇关于”细节决定成败”的英语文章,200字左右,谢谢！

"Mount Taishan doesn't refuse thin Rang, past can become its Gao;River's sea doesn't choose small stream, past bility it deep."

"Don't accumulate Huo to tread, have no to don't accumulate to a long distance small flow, have no to become river's sea".Want to achieve some kind of businesses, have to commence from the detail, persistently pursue great, pursue different, end"painting the tiger doesn't become an anti- dog".

The detail is ordinary, is no wonder, a words, an action, 1 reads to think ……the detail be like pebbles similar and insignificant, is neglect very easily, but can't despise it, it probably achieves the brilliancy of your whole life, can also ruin your one a life time of astute.

The first semester of high school ended, the teacher give my quit speech be "detail decision success or failure".I involuntarily conducting to my study, behavior introspected in of the brain.The study progressed, result or Gao or low, I am in the earnest concern and work well each detail problem in study?Did whether each an is all earnest or not do?, Did whether each word is all earnest or not write?Did whether an each lesson is all earnest or not listen to?Did each problem in the heart all solve?Have to aware of self to be aware of the own professional as the detail problem of norm and thought morals?

The ancients cloud:"Not with kind small but not is, not with bad and small but is it."The behavior of the civilization isn't at the other people to eye under intentionally earth's surface oneself now, but is to develop gradually from a good behavior habit, not a dynasty the one night can achieve of matter, nearby each details develop our classrooms.

Make us practical to work well each small link, the matter started to do since the childhood, worked well a detail, the successful footstep will come of faster!

英语作文

Dear teachers and classmates! My name is Li Hua, I am very glad to make the speech class. Now I talk about English learning. As we all know, to learn English is very important, English is the most widely used language in the world, so learn English can make us better to the world. The method to learn English, is to listen more, write more, remember more. Through the study of English, I understand that many did not know before, the classmates, let us happy to learn English！ 希望采纳，谢谢 原创。

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