第105天【必备】五年级英语作文（通用42篇）
简单美食食谱英语作文五年级
【必备】五年级英语作文（通用42篇）
五年级英语作文 篇1
Xiao Ming and his children are playing near the water station on Sunday.
"Clatter," an old woman in slippers came and hit a bucket of water, but because he did not turn off the faucet, the water inside the faucet dripped and missed.
Xiao gang saw, hurried far, afraid of being mistaken for being mistaken for a good faucet. Xiao Mei saw it, moved without moving, and talked about the small ring next to it. As we saw it, the palms were plucked. Xiao Ming came over and said, "save water!" Everyone listened, ashamed and bowed his head. He said with one voice: "we must save water!"
On Monday, the children said to the teacher about this, and the teacher said to the children, "children, we must learn from Xiao Ming in the future." Everyone recognized his mistake and 孕妇轻微贫血怎么办
broke into applause. Xiao Ming said to everyone, "save water and start with us!" "Uproar" is another applause.
五年级英语作文 篇2
My mother loves me very much.She takes care of me everyday. In the moring, my mother cooks breakfast for me. And she often sends me to school. Then she goes to work from 8: to 5: After she comes home, she should clean houses and cook for my father.I think she must be very tired every day. As a child, I should help my mother. I should clean the houses and wash my own clothes. I should study hard,so my mother will be happy. I want to say to my mother: "Mom, I love you!"
我的母亲很爱我。她每天照顾我。在早上,我的妈妈为我做早餐。她经常送我上学。然后,她从早上8:00到下午五点去上班。她回家后,她要打扫房子和做饭为我的父亲。我想她一定很累每天。作为一个孩子,我应该帮助我的母亲。我应该打扫房子和洗自己的.衣服。我应该努力学习,所以我的妈妈会很高兴。我想对我妈妈说:“妈妈,我爱你!"
五年级英语作文 篇3
我的理想就如夜空的点点繁星，不计其数，而且还在不断地变换着。
My ideal is like the stars in the night sky, countless, and constantly changing.
我人生的第一个理想是成为一个美食家，民以食为天，只要你是人，就一定是离不开食物的，人是铁，饭是钢，一顿不吃饿得慌。当我对一道道美味可口的食物垂涎三尺，对饭菜飘来的香味抵挡不住时，我就立志一定要成为一个吃遍大江南北的美食家，对各地名菜作出我的评价，我对美食家只是三分钟的热度，没过多久，我就放弃了这个理想，从此我的.美食家梦破碎了，灰飞烟灭。
The first ideal of my life is to be a gourmet. Food is the most important thing for the people. As long as you are human, you cant live without food. People are iron, and rice is steel. You cant eat without hunger. When I covet a delicious food and cant resist the smell of the food, I am determined to be a gourmet who has been eating all over the country and making my evaluation of famous dishes everywhere. I am only three minutes hot to the gourmet. Soon, I gave up this ideal. Since then, my gourmet dream has been broken and gone.
没过多久，我对珠宝设计产生了微妙的兴趣，闪耀夺目的珠宝佩带在身上不仅能够为你回自信，而且还可以增添你高贵的气质，我的理想发生了微妙的变化，从美食家变成了珠宝设计师。我想成为一位的珠宝设计师，我设计的作品可以佩戴在大家的身上，来来往往的人们身上都有我设计的作品，那是一件多么快乐的事情啊！珠宝设计师最需要的灵感，有了灵感她就可以设计出许多杰出的作品，灵感来自生活：一滴晶莹的露珠，一朵待放的花苞，一片嫩绿的新叶都能制成美丽的珠宝饰品。我要利用各种珠宝的特性，运用我学过的知识，采用我的灵感，设计出许许多多珠宝饰品，让许多爱美的人变得美丽。
井底之蛙的寓意Before long, I had a subtle interest in jewelry design. Shining jewelry can not only bring you confidence, but also add your noble temperament. My ideal has changed subtly, from a gourmet to a jewelry designer. I want to be a jewelry designer. My works can be worn on everyone. People come and go have my works. How happy it is! Jewelry designers need inspiration most. With inspiration, she can design many outstanding works. Inspiration comes from life: a drop of crystal dew, a flower bud to be put, a new green leaf can be made into beautiful jewelry. I want to make use of the characteristics of all kinds of jewelry, use the knowledge I have learned, and use my inspiration to design many jewelry and mak
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e many people who love beauty beautiful.
说实话我当珠宝设计师是为了天天摸宝石，所以我现在一定要好好学习，才能为了我天天摸宝石的理想变成现实！
To be honest, I worked as a jewelry designer to touch gemstones every day, so I must study hard now to make my ideal of touching gemstones every day come true!
五年级英语作文 篇4
No one has seen the wind. Yet I can feel it at work all the time. It is never quiet just like human feelings. The most peaceful wind is the breeze. When it is windier, it does not mean rest but a storm approaching.
憨豆先生的大灾难国语In hot summer, I like to sit where it is windy and cool. The breeze softly touches my face. When autumn comes the wind gains in momentum. Sometimes the wind is naughty and keeps beating on the window and turning over the pages of my book. The wind seems to be in the worst mood in winter. She blows people's hats off. Who says the wind is emnotion
less? I can hear her laughter and soft sighs even in spring.
Yet no matter how freezing cold or scorching hot or wild angry or extremely happy the wind can he, there seems to be an end to it. But the wind is not willing to be tamed. Maybe just beeause of this the universe keeps it in such tight control.