圣诞节英语作文：the last days before Christmas
It was one of the last days before Christmas, and the as sistants in the large store had their hands full serving eager Christmas shoppers.
At one counter an old lady was choosing gloves red ones for her daugher in law, light blue ones for her niece, pink ones for her grand daughter, green ones for her sister and by the time she had found what she wanted, the counter was covered with pairs of all colors and sizes.
When the salesgirl had finally written out the bill and was about to turn to the next customer with a tired voice. "Thank you very much, madam," the old lady suddenly cried out, "Oh, I almost forgot..."——"Anything else, madam?" said the girl, "Yes," began the old lady, "I'd like to buy another pair, but I' m not quite sure about what exactly I should cloose. I wonder if you could help me." "Certainly, madam", was the girl's reply. The old lady then went on to explain that what she was looking for was a pair of gloves for a girl of her age. She was not at ail sure what color to choose, and the design was a problem too.
The tired girl did her best to help the old lady make up her mind, showing her ail kinds of gloves.
At last the chosen pair of gloves were wrapped up and paid for as well, and as the girl was about to turn to the next customer, the old lady handed her a little parcel and said, "These now, dear, these are for you and thank you for being so patient. I do hope you have a merry Christmas !"
【圣诞节英语作文：the last days before Christmas】
Last week my parents and l had a picnic .
When we went there . we flew kites. After that, my father cooked delicious food for us. my mother sang songs for me. l caught fishes for us. Then we got home. we also felt tired. But we felt happy.
Last week my parents and l had a picnic .
When we went there . we flew kites. After that, my father cooked delicious food for us. my mother sang songs for me. l caught fishes for us. Then we got home. we also felt tired. But we felt happy.
我的高四——The Last
尘埃即将落定，无论留给了天空什么，我不想再去回忆。
昨日事，我选择逃避。不忍留恋那里一草一木，所以没有参加毕业典礼，更不想用彩色相框将我定格在本不快乐的岁月里。
触摸记忆是一种微微的伤痛，尤其于我更是痛。斑驳时光交错成的暗影散在古道，流星般的记忆画面，从夏末直到夏初，有序的在其上流转。指尖轻触其一，倏地消失无影，留下满地光的残影攒动。
即便坚强如柏，也抵不过时光剪影触动内心生出的殇。话不完的美好，道不尽的痛，青葱岁月若飞鸟飞绝，湛蓝的天空淡淡的烟痕，是飞鸟飞过后的痕迹，抑或飞鸟流过的泪痕。
即使睡在软软的床，也未能改变早已成习惯的习惯。醒来，入眼的不再是硬硬的床板，入耳的却还是那银铃的鸟鸣。心沉沉的就像坠了块石，而且随着时间流走渐渐变重。我努力窥探，果真是那两个字在作祟，可我无计可施。辗转难眠，听时钟滴答，我面对的又是怎样一个天地，没有空气，没有阳光，没有朋友，只身一人在荒芜中前行，我知道，绝望也无用，唯有坚强、自信、加努力才能冲破这层界。
It“s time that i broke out．Believe myself
我的高四——我始终一个人等夕阳西下
苦等年轮褪色，日子却渐行渐远。
属于自己的生活也许就是这样，晚睡早起，忙忙碌碌，不予丝毫罅隙让我乱想，整个思维都飞在外面，不用想扰人的课本，烦人的公式，即便更累了，我也心甘。
空旷的原野中我张臂拥抱迎面微风，这种自由羡煞了我好久，今日我如愿。果真有种久在樊笼里，复得返自然的快感。白云，肆无忌惮，携着梦飘向天际。阳光，无所依偎，载着爱散落人间。而我，仰望天空，观云卷云舒，赏风抚树梢。
一辆单车，一只笔，一首歌聒噪的下午悄无声息的从笔尖溜走。歌中唱的很对，安静是明白，无声了感慨。一个人坐在田野，没有城市的喧嚣，放眼望去只有大片大片宜人的绿，顷刻心静了，一切都安静了，只有飞鸟还在为我歌唱，唧唧喳喳。阡陌纵横，拾抔黄土又是怎么一种情。
困乏的双眼眺望余晖落下的美丽，很好，自己独享这难得的美。依偎在碎石旁，等待夕阳西下，确实也有点凄美之感，无所谓了，什么东西都会在时间的洗礼中成为习惯，今天只不过是将来的过去，再完美还是过去。