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初中英语美文摘抄（通用20篇）
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初中英语美文摘抄 篇1
If the past has taught us anything, it is that every cause brings effect -- every action has a consequence. This thought, in my opinion, is the moral foundation of the universe; it applies equally in this orld and the next. We Chinese have a saying: "If a man plants melons, he ill reap melons; if he sos beans, he ill reap beans." And this is true of every mans life: good begets good, and evil leads to evil.
True enough, the sun shines on the saint and sinner alike, and too often it seems that the icked ax and prosper. But e can say ith certitude that, ith the individual as ith the nation, the flourishing of the icked is an illusion, for, unceasingly, life keeps books on us all.
In the end, e are all the sum total of our actions. Character cannot be counterfeited, nor can it be put on and cast off as if it ere a garment to meet the him of the moment. Like the markings on ood hich are ingrained in the very heart of the tree, character requires time and nurture for groth and development. Thus also, day by day, e rite our on destiny, for inexorably e bee hat e do. This, I believe, is the supreme logic and the la of life.
初中英语美文摘抄 篇2
There is a big bed , a small desk , a shelf and a closet in my room. The bed is near the desk . There is a shelf near the closet too . Many good books are in the shelf . I like the books very much . Oh , yes , There is a big board on the all . I often rite and dra pictures on the board .
Oh , My bedroom is too beautiful . I like it very much . Do you like my room? Can you tell me about your room , please ?
初中英语美文摘抄 篇3
Fox and cockOne morning a fox sees a cock.Hethink,"This is my breakfast.
He es up to the cock and says,"I knoyou can sing very ell.Can you sing for me?Thecock is glad.He closes his eyes and beginsto sing.The fox sees that and caches him in his mouth and carries him aay.
The people in the field see the fox.They cry,"Look,look!The fox is carrying the cock aay.The cock says to the fox,"Mr Fox,do you understand?The people say you are carrying their cock aay.Tell them it is yours.Not theirs.
The fox opens his mouth ang says,"The cock is mine,not yours.Just then the cock runs aay from the fox and flies into the tree.
初中英语美文摘抄 篇4
Noadays the nes possesses considerable value Everybody should read it. It supplies us ith a variety of nes every day. It tells us the political situation of the orld. If e form the habit of reading the nes, e shall （ill） get enough knoledge to cope ith our circumstances.
初中英语美文摘抄 篇5
Though my daily life is extremely monotonous, I try hard to adapt myimmolation to it. Why? Because I intend to be a good student. I ish to render service to my country.
I get up at six oclock every day. After I ash my face and brush my teeth, I begin to revie my lessons. I go to school at seven oclock.
After school is over, I return home. We usually have supper at seven oclock.
Then I begin to do my homeork. I ant to finish it before I go to bed.
初中英语美文摘抄 篇6
Do you mind being called a bad student? Of course not. So far as I kno, everybody intends to be （bee） a model student.
Hoever, to be a model student is by no means an easy thing. First, he must do his best to obtain knoledge. A man ithout sufficient knoledge ill not sueed. Secondly, he must remember to improve his health. Only a strong man can do great tasks. Thirdly, he should receive moral education. If his conduct is not good, no one ill consider xxx friends ith him.
初中英语美文摘抄 篇7
There is no doubt that happiness is the most precious thing in the orld. Without it, life ill be empty and meaningless. If you ish to kno ho to get happiness, you must pay attention to the folloing to points.
First, health is the secret of happiness （the key to happiness）. Only a strong man can enjoy the pleasure of life.
Secondly, happiness consists in contentment. A man ho is dissatisfied ith his present condition is alays in distress.
初中英语美文摘抄 篇8
As is ell knon, books teach us to learn life, truth, science and many other useful things. They increase our knoledge, broaden our minds and strengthen our character. In other ords, they are our good teachers and ise friends. This is the reason hy our parents alays encourage us to read more books.
Reading is a good thing, but e must pay great attention to the choice of books. It is true that e can derive benefits from good books. Hoever, bad books ill do us more harm than good.
初中英语美文摘抄 篇9
One Sunday my mother （Mother） had （made） me take my little young brother to the a trip to the country. She bade me take good care of him.
While e ere alking along the road, the sun as shining brightly and the breeze as bloing gently. We sa the beautiful floers smile （smiling） at us and heard the birds sing （singing） their seet songs on the trees. The scenery as indeed very pretty （beautiful）.
When e felt tired, e returned home. We sa Mother （our mother） ait （aiting） for us at the door.
初中英语美文摘抄 篇10
It is the duty of every citizen to make the country rich and poerful （To make the country rich and strong is…）.In order to acplish this object one must be patriotic （love his country）. I consider this an unchangeable truth.
Ho can a student love his country （be patriotic）？ I find my anser very and clear. He must study hard and store up knoledge so as to serve his （the） country in the future. If every student can do aording to hat I said, the country ill certainly be rich and poerful.
初中英语美文摘抄 篇11
A Sunday school teacher as telling her pupils the importance of others glad. "No, children," said she , "has anyone of you ever make someone else glad?"
"Please, teacher ,"said a small boy, "Ive make someone glad yesterday."
"Well done. Who as that?"
"My grandma"
"Good boy. No tell us ho you made your grandmother glad."
"Please, teacher, I ent to see her yesterday, and stayed ith her three hours. Then I said to her, Granny, Im going home, and she said, Well, Im glad!"
初中英语美文摘抄 篇12
An elderly carpenter as ready to retire. He told his employer-contractor of his plans to leave the house-building business to live a more leisurel life ith his ife and enjoy his extended family. He ould miss the paycheck each eek ,but he anted to retire. They could get by.
The contractor as sorry to see his good orker go and asked if he could build just one more house as a personal favor. The carpenter said yes,but over time it as easy to see that his heart as not materials. It as an unfortunate ay to end a dedicated career.
When the carpenter finished his ork ,his employer came to inspect the house. Then he handed the front-door key to the carpenter and said,"This is your house. . . my gift to you. "
The carpenter as shocked!
What a shame!If he had only knon he as building his on house,he ould have done it all so differently.
So it is ith us . We build our lives, a day at a time,often putting less than our best into the building. Then, ith a shock;e realize e have to live in the house e have built. If e could do it over,e ould do it much differently.
But, you cannot go back. You are the carpenter,and everyday you hammer a nail,place a board ,or erect a all,Someone once said,"Life is a do-it-yourself project. "Your attitude and the choices you made today,help build the "house"you ill live in tomorro. Therefore,build isely!
初中英语美文摘抄 篇13
The pigeons ith faint finally etched a circle in the light breeze, have disappeared. Perhaps they mistook the gloomy sky and cold for the onset of night, or have a hunch that rain is approaching, so they fly back to their arm cabin.
A fe days of sunshine on the illo, a touch of green, buried in the dust is haggard, it is a need for a ashing. And the dry ground and the roots of the tree have long been looking for rain. The rain as hesitating.
I think of thunder and rain in my hometon. Those mighty crashes rumbled, from the valley echo Valley, as if spring shoots ere shaking in the frozen ground, oke up, and anger out zhuo. Fine grass like soft rain ith gentle hands stroked it, so that clumps of green leaves and pink floers. This feeling of nostalgia about my melancholy. My heart is the North China climate and lack of rainfall, a tear in my dull eyes, such as lingering in the murky sky of the rain, for a long time not to fall.
The hite ducks looked a bit tired, their anxious cries from the dirty city rivers. Paddling sloly some ere not eary of the ship. Others ere putting their necks in the ater, red ebbed toe extension in the tail, constantly beat against the ater to support the balance of the body. I do not kno to look for the fine food at the bottom of the ditch, or to greedy the cold in the deep ater.
A fe have landed. Walk in the illo saggered back, the man Lao Shu interest. Then stood unevenly, ith the mouth carefully ask them full of hite feathers, and oasionally shake or spread their broad ings that pose in hand beteen the falling feather. One that had already finished, bending its neck on the back, long billed hiding in the ings, quietly closed its hite fuzz small black eyes, as if it ere going to sleep. Poor little animal, are you doing your dream?
I think the hometon people put ducklings. A large group of goose yello ducklings in the streams. Limpid ater, lush green grass on the banks, ith a long bamboo pole in his hand. His team is glad to look after a sound, and ho meekly ith his rod head over a field and a hillside! Night, tent like bamboo shed on the ground, is his home. But this is hat a distant imagination! In this country of dust, I only ant to hear the sound of raindrops on leaves. A little raindrop dripping into my haggard dream, may gro into a round green shade to cover myself.
I raised my head. The sky as drooping like a grey fog curtain, and some cold crumbs fell on my face. A long distance to the hak as if ith anger, against the heavy eather anger, flat piece of ings do not move from the sky Xiecha, almost touched the hillock on the other side of the brook, and beat its ings and make violently. That great ing amazes me. I sa it to grizzled feathers.
Then he heard its poerful voice, like a great heart call, or the call of a panion in the dark.
But the rain did not e.
初中英语美文摘抄 篇14
Look at the fluttering illo, if inter sno, soft and beautiful. I sit on the balcony, bask in the arm sunshine of the afternoon, the earphone is gently hanged in my ear, let the song go through, a familiar and unfamiliar melody is ringing in my ear. We are the floer sea of may, embracing The Times ith youth; We are the rising sun, ith the point of life of course.
Because e are young, e are immature, e are not mature enough; And because e are young, e have an "& ldquo" in front of ne things. Aggressive & throughout; In the face of difficulties. A pitch & throughout; In the face of trivia. Energy & throughout; Before study, there is a “ Was & throughout; . The youth of us, earnest and not perfunctory, steadfast and not frivolous, giving ithout taking, true and not false. In the face of challenges, e ill never shrink back. In the face of heavy study, e never take it off. We are the dan before dan, the darkness of the infinite, brings light and hope to the orld. Perhaps, in the past may have sincere confession, devout pray, have frustrated hesitation, have a heart of gratitude, and for those people, those things ill be fotten in the shado of time, there are some things even disappear in the years never ake up in the fold. The youth of may, the dream of youth, the sailing of dreams. In may, e dance the dream of youth and open the voyage of youth. The spring floers of may are the fruit of the golden autumn and harvest dream theatre. In may, the mood is so fortable, the spring breeze takes aay the depressed inter, the spring rain moistens the restless heart, gives us ne hope. There is a youth and stubbornness in May. There is a kind of perseverance and bravery in May. There is a touch and hope in May.
初中英语美文摘抄 篇15
Every pond has an air of the sea. Every pebble has a desert shado. So the poet said: a clover, bined ith my imagination, is a vast grassland. Walking in the fields of autumn, I recollected a poet's question to the old Tolstoy: must all/all mature/must be boed don? Not rong, e alk through every step of the ay, ill bee the past, hether they be merry meet, or painful separation, but please believe that, regardless of hether they are eagerly looking forard to, still loving remembrance, every song e have sung, ill not soon disappear, like the Rosa & middot; What Luxembourg says: “ No matter here I go, as long as I live, the sky, the clouds and the beauty of life ill be ith me! Throughout the &;
A narro and selfish mind can bee its on hell, a vast and open mind, but it can be a paradise for others. Hell and heaven, only one tier. And all the flames of jealousy alays begin by burning themselves. An old riter told me: Ho much time have you broken your feet? But don't regret it, as long as it is true, hose steps ill be shallo. Throughout the &; When you finally in the floer of suess, don't you miss the old crossroads? Don't you miss the old ood hen you recreate the luxurious house?
It sometimes takes years to trust a person. Therefore, some people have never really trusted any one person in their hole life, if you only trust those ho can please you, it is meaningless. If you trust everyone you see, you are a fool. If you do not hesitate to trust a person in a hurry, you ill probably turn your back on the person you trust. If you only trust one person for some superficial reason, then it can be an annoying jealousy and betrayal. But if you are too slo to trust someone ho is orthy of your trust, you ill never have the seetness of love and the armth of the orld, and your life ill be overshadoed by it.
Trust is a kind of living feeling, trust is also a noble emotion, trust is a link beteen people. You have an obligation to trust another person unless you can prove that the person is not orthy of your trust; You have the right to be trusted by another person, unless you have been proved unorthy of the person's trust.
初中英语美文摘抄 篇16
I belong to that classification of people knon as ives. I am A Wife. And, not altogether incidentally,I am a mother. Not too long ago a male friend of mine appeared on the scene fresh from a recent divorce. He had one child, ho is, of course, ith his ex-ife. He is looking for another ife. As I thought about him hile I as ironing one evening, it suddenly ourred to me that I, too, ould like to have a ife. Why do I ant a ife? I ould like to go back to school so that I can bee econmically independent, support myself, and if need be,support those dependent upon me. I ant a ife ho ill ork and send me to school. And hile I am going to school I ant a ife to take care of my children. I ant a ife ho take care of my physical needs. I ant a ife ho ill keep my house clean. I ant a ife ho cooks the meals, a ife ho is a good cook.
I ant a ife ho ill plan the menus, do the necessary grocery shopping,prepare the meals, serve them pleasantly, and then do the cleaning up hile I do my studying. I ant a ife ho ill care for me hen I am sick and sympathize ith my pain and loss of time from school. I ant a ife ho ill not bother me ith rambling plaints about a ife’s duties. But I ant a ife ho ill listen to me hen I feel the need to explain a rather difficult point I have e across in my course of studies. And I ant a ife ho ill type my papers for me hen I have ritten them. When I am through ith school and have a job, I ant my ife to quit orking and remain at home so that my ife can more fully and pletely take care of a ife’s duties. If, by chance, I find another person more suitable as a ife than the ife I already have, I ant the liberty to replace my present ife ith another one. Naturally, I ill expect a fresh, ne life; my ife ill take the children and be solely responsible for them so that I am left free. My god, ho ouldn’t ant a ife?
初中英语美文摘抄 篇17
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of ill, a quality of imagination,a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life. Youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of 60 more than a boy of 20. Nobody gros old merely by a number of years. We gro old by deserting our ideals. Years may rinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm rinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bos the heart and turns the spirit back to dust. Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being’s heart the lure of onder, the unfailing childlike appetite of hat’s next and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is a ireless station:
so long as it receives messages of beauty,hope, cheer, courage and poer from men and from the infinite, so long as you are young. When the aerials are don, and your spirit is covered ith snos of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are gron old, even at 20, but as long as your aerials are up to catch aves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at 80.
初中英语美文摘抄 篇18
Most of us take life for granted. We kno that one day e must die, but usually e picture that day as far in the future. The days stretch out in an endless vista, so e go about our petty tasks, hardly aare of our listless attitude toard life. The same lethargy characterizes the use of all our faculties and senses. Only the deaf appreciate hearing, only the blind realize the manifold blessings that lie in sight. I have often thought it ould be a blessing if each human being ere stricken blind and deaf for a fe days at some time during his early adult life. Darkness ould make him more appreciative of sight; silence ould teach him the joys of sound. When alking the oods, I, ho cannot see, find hundreds of things to interest me through mere touch. I feel the delicate symmetry of a leaf. I pass my hands lovingly about the smooth skin of a silver birch, or the rough, shaggy bark of a pine. In the spring I touch the branches of trees hopefully in search of a bud —the first sign of aakening Nature after her inter’s sleep. I feel the delightful, velvety texture of a floer, and discover its remarkable convolutions; and something of the miracle of Nature is revealed to me. Oasionally, if I am very fortunate, I place my hand gently on a small tree and feel the happy quiver of a bird in full song. I am delighted to have the cool aters of a brook rush thought my open finger.
To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more ele than the most luxurious Persian rug. To me the pageant of seasons is a thrilling and unending drama, the action of hich streams through my finger tips. If I can get so much pleasure from mere touch, ho much more beauty must be revealed by sight. Suppose you set your mind to ork on the problem of ho you ould use your on eyes if you had only three more days to see. If ith the oning darkness of the third night you kne that the sun ould never rise for you again, ho ould you spend those three precious intervening days? What ould you most ant to let your gaze rest upon? I, naturally, should ant most to see the things hich have bee dear to me through my years of darkness. You, too, ould ant to let your eyes rest on the things that have bee dear to you so that you could take the memory of them ith you into the night that loomed before you.
初中英语美文摘抄 篇19
I have knon very fe riters, but those I have knon, and hom I respect, confess at once that they have little idea here they are going hen they first set pen to paper. They have a character, perhaps to; they are in that condition of eager disfort hich passes for inspiration; all admit radical changes of destination once the journey has begun; one, to my certain knoledge,spent nine months on a novel about Kashmir, then reset the hole thing in the Scottish Highland. I never heard of anyone making an “outline”, as e ere taught at school. In the breaking and remaking,in the timing, intereaving,beginning again, the riter es to discern things in his material hich ere not consciously in his mind hen he began. This anic process, often leading to moments of extraordinary self-discovery, is of an indescribable fascination. A blurred image appears; he adds a brushstroke and another, and it is gone; but something as there, and he ill not rest till he has captured it.
Sometimes the passion ithin a riter outlives a book he has ritten. I have heard of riters ho read nothing but their on books; like adolescents they stand before the mirror, and still cannot understand the exact outline of the vision before them. For the same reason, riters talk endlessly about their on books, digging up hidden meanings, super-imposing ne ones, begging response from those around them. Of course a riter doing this is misunderstood: he might as ell try to explain a crime or a love affair.
He is also, incidentally, an unfivable bore. This temptation to cover the distance beteen himself and the reader, to study his image in the sight of those ho do not kno him, can be his undoing:he has begun to rite to please. A young English riter made the pertinent observation a year or to back that the talent goes into the first draft, and the art into the drafts that follo. For this reason also the riter, like any other artist,has no resting place, no crod or movement in hich he may take fort, no judgment from outside hich can replace the judgment from ithin. A riter makes order out of the anarchy of his heart; he submits himself to a more ruthless discipline than any critic dreamed of, and hen he flirts ith fame, he is taking time off from living ith himself, from the search for hat his orld contains at its inmost point.
初中英语美文摘抄 篇20
Half the people on our streets look as though life as a sorry business. It is hard to find a happy looking man or oman. Worry is the cause of their oebegone appearance. Worry makes the rinkles; orry cuts the deep, don-glancing lines on the face; orry is the orst disease of our modern times. Care is contagious; it is hard ork being cheerful at a funeral, and it is a good deal harder to keep the fron from your face hen you are in the throng of the orry orn ones. Yet, e have no right to be dispensers of gloom; no matter ho heavy our loads may seem to be e have no right to thro their burden on others nor even to cast the shado of them on other hearts. Anxiety is instability. Fret steals aay force. He ho dreads tomorro trembles today. Worry is eakness. The suessful men may be alays ide-aake, but they never orry.
Fret and fear are like fine sand, thron into life's delicate mechanism; they cause more than half the friction; they steal half the poer. Cheer is strength. Nothing is so ell done as that hich is done heartily, and nothing is so heartily done as that hich is done happily. Be happy, is an injunction not impossible of fulfillment.
Pleasure may be an aident; but happiness es in definite ays. It is the casting out of our foolish fears that e may have room for a fe of our mon joys. It is the telling our orries to ait until e get through appreciating our blessings. Take a deep breath, raise your chest, lift your eyes from the ground, look up and think ho many things you have for hich to be grateful, and you ill find a smile groing here one may long have been unknon. Take the right kind of thought—for to take no thought ould be sin—but take the calm, unanxious thought of your business, your duties, your difficulties, your disappointments and all the things that once have caused you fear, and you ill find yourself laughing at most of them.
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