初中英语美文摘抄

初中英语美文摘抄（通用20篇）

　　在我们平凡的日常里，大家都有写作文的经历，对作文很是熟悉吧，作文是人们把记忆中所存储的有关知识、经验和思想用书面形式表达出来的记叙方式。你所见过的作文是什么样的呢？下面是小编为大家整理的初中英语美文摘抄，希望能够帮助到大家。

　　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 world and the next. We Chinese have a saying: "If a man plants melons, he will reap melons; if he sows beans, he will 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 wicked wax and prosper. But we can say with certitude that, with the individual as with the nation, the flourishing of the wicked is an illusion, for, unceasingly, life keeps books on us all.

　　In the end, we are all the sum total of our actions. Character cannot be counterfeited, nor can it be put on and cast off as if it were a garment to meet the whim of the moment. Like the markings on wood which are ingrained in the very heart of the tree, character requires time and nurture for growth and development. Thus also, day by day, we write our own destiny, for inexorably we become what we do. This, I believe, is the supreme logic and the law 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 wall . I often write and draw 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 comes up to the cock and says,"I knowyou can sing very well.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 away.

　　The people in the field see the fox.They cry,"Look,look!The fox is carrying the cock away.The cock says to the fox,"Mr Fox,do you understand?The people say you are carrying their cock away.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 away from the fox and flies into the tree.

　　初中英语美文摘抄 篇4

　　Nowadays the news possesses considerable value Everybody should read it. It supplies us with a variety of news every day. It tells us the political situation of the world. If we form the habit of reading the news, we shall （will） get enough knowledge to cope with 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 wish to render service to my country.

　　I get up at six oclock every day. After I wash my face and brush my teeth, I begin to review 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 homework. I want 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 know, everybody intends to be （become） a model student.

　　However, to be a model student is by no means an easy thing. First, he must do his best to obtain knowledge. A man without sufficient knowledge will not succeed. 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 will consider xxx friends with him.

　　初中英语美文摘抄 篇7

　　There is no doubt that happiness is the most precious thing in the world. Without it, life will be empty and meaningless. If you wish to know how to get happiness, you must pay attention to the following two 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 who is dissatisfied with his present condition is always in distress.

　　初中英语美文摘抄 篇8

　　As is well known, books teach us to learn life, truth, science and many other useful things. They increase our knowledge, broaden our minds and strengthen our character. In other words, they are our good teachers and wise friends. This is the reason why our parents always encourage us to read more books.

　　Reading is a good thing, but we must pay great attention to the choice of books. It is true that we can derive benefits from good books. However, bad books will 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 we were walking along the road, the sun was shining brightly and the breeze was blowing gently. We saw the beautiful flowers smile （smiling） at us and heard the birds sing （singing） their sweet songs on the trees. The scenery was indeed very pretty （beautiful）.

　　When we felt tired, we returned home. We saw Mother （our mother） wait （waiting） 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 powerful （To make the country rich and strong is…）.In order to accomplish this object one must be patriotic （love his country）. I consider this an unchangeable truth.

　　How can a student love his country （be patriotic）？ I find my answer very *** and clear. He must study hard and store up knowledge so as to serve his （the） country in the future. If every student can do according to what I said, the country will certainly be rich and powerful.

　　初中英语美文摘抄 篇11

　　A Sunday school teacher was telling her pupils the importance of *** others glad. "Now, 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 was that?"

　　"My grandma"

　　"Good boy. Now tell us how you made your grandmother glad."

　　"Please, teacher, I went to see her yesterday, and stayed with 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 was ready to retire. He told his employer-contractor of his plans to leave the house-building business to live a more leisurel life with his wife and enjoy his extended family. He would miss the paycheck each week ,but he wanted to retire. They could get by.

　　The contractor was sorry to see his good worker go and asked if he could build just one more house as a personal favor. The carpenter said yes,but over time it was easy to see that his heart was not materials. It was an unfortunate way to end a dedicated career.

　　When the carpenter finished his work ,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 was shocked!

　　What a shame!If he had only known he was building his own house,he would have done it all so differently.

　　So it is with us . We build our lives, a day at a time,often putting less than our best into the building. Then, with a shock;we realize we have to live in the house we have built. If we could do it over,we would 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 wall,Someone once said,"Life is a do-it-yourself project. "Your attitude and the choices you made today,help build the "house"you will live in tomorrow. Therefore,build wisely!

　　初中英语美文摘抄 篇13

　　The pigeons with 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 warm cabin.

　　A few days of sunshine on the willow, a touch of green, buried in the dust is haggard, it is a need for a washing. And the dry ground and the roots of the tree have long been looking for rain. The rain was hesitating.

　　I think of thunder and rain in my hometown. Those mighty crashes rumbled, from the valley echo Valley, as if spring shoots were shaking in the frozen ground, woke up, and anger out zhuo. Fine grass like soft rain with gentle hands stroked it, so that clumps of green leaves and pink flowers. 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 white ducks looked a bit tired, their anxious cries from the dirty city rivers. Paddling slowly some were not weary of the ship. Others were putting their necks in the water, red webbed toe extension in the tail, constantly beat against the water to support the balance of the body. I do not know to look for the fine food at the bottom of the ditch, or to greedy the cold in the deep water.

　　A few have landed. Walk in the willow swaggered back, the man Lao Shu interest. Then stood unevenly, with the mouth carefully ask them full of white feathers, and occasionally shake or spread their broad wings that compose in hand between the falling feather. One that had already finished, bending its neck on the back, long billed hiding in the wings, quietly closed its white fuzz small black eyes, as if it were going to sleep. Poor little animal, are you doing your dream?

　　I think the hometown people put ducklings. A large group of goose yellow ducklings in the streams. Limpid water, lush green grass on the banks, with a long bamboo pole in his hand. His team is glad to look after a sound, and how meekly with his rod head over a field and a hillside! Night, tent like bamboo shed on the ground, is his home. But this is what a distant imagination! In this country of dust, I only want to hear the sound of raindrops on leaves. A little raindrop dripping into my haggard dream, may grow into a round green shade to cover myself.

　　I raised my head. The sky was drooping like a grey fog curtain, and some cold crumbs fell on my face. A long distance to the hawk as if with anger, against the heavy weather anger, flat piece of wings do not move from the sky Xiecha, almost touched the hillock on the other side of the brook, and beat its wings and make violently. That great wing amazes me. I saw it two grizzled feathers.

　　Then he heard its powerful voice, like a great heart call, or the call of a companion in the dark.

　　But the rain did not come.

　　初中英语美文摘抄 篇14

　　Look at the fluttering willow, if winter snow, soft and beautiful. I sit on the balcony, bask in the warm 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 flower sea of may, embracing The Times with youth; We are the rising sun, with the point of life of course.

　　Because we are young, we are immature, we are not mature enough; And because we are young, we have an "& ldquo" in front of new 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 without taking, true and not false. In the face of challenges, we will never shrink back. In the face of heavy study, we never take it off. We are the dawn before dawn, the darkness of the infinite, brings light and hope to the world. Perhaps, in the past may have sincere confession, devout pray, have frustrated hesitation, have a heart of gratitude, and for those people, those things will be forgotten in the shadow of time, there are some things even disappear in the years never wake up in the fold. The youth of may, the dream of youth, the sailing of dreams. In may, we dance the dream of youth and open the voyage of youth. The spring flowers of may are the fruit of the golden autumn and harvest dream theatre. In may, the mood is so comfortable, the spring breeze takes away the depressed winter, the spring rain moistens the restless heart, gives us new 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 shadow. So the poet said: a clover, combined with 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 bowed down? Not wrong, we walk through every step of the way, will become the past, whether they be merry meet, or painful separation, but please believe that, regardless of whether they are eagerly looking forward to, still loving remembrance, every song we have sung, will not soon disappear, like the Rosa & middot; What Luxembourg says: “ No matter where I go, as long as I live, the sky, the clouds and the beauty of life will be with me! Throughout the &;

　　A narrow and selfish mind can become its own 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 always begin by burning themselves. An old writer told me: How much time have you broken your feet? But don't regret it, as long as it is true, whose steps will be shallow. Throughout the &; When you finally win the flower of success, don't you miss the old crossroads? Don't you miss the old wood when 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 whole life, if you only trust those who 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 will 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 slow to trust someone who is worthy of your trust, you will never have the sweetness of love and the warmth of the world, and your life will be overshadowed by it.

　　Trust is a kind of living feeling, trust is also a noble emotion, trust is a link between people. You have an obligation to trust another person unless you can prove that the person is not worthy of your trust; You have the right to be trusted by another person, unless you have been proved unworthy of the person's trust.

　　初中英语美文摘抄 篇16

　　I belong to that classification of people known as wives. 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, who is, of course, with his ex-wife. He is looking for another wife. As I thought about him while I was ironing one evening, it suddenly occurred to me that I, too, would like to have a wife. Why do I want a wife? I would like to go back to school so that I can become econmically independent, support myself, and if need be,support those dependent upon me. I want a wife who will work and send me to school. And while I am going to school I want a wife to take care of my children. I want a wife who take care of my physical needs. I want a wife who will keep my house clean. I want a wife who cooks the meals, a wife who is a good cook.

　　I want a wife who will plan the menus, do the necessary grocery shopping,prepare the meals, serve them pleasantly, and then do the cleaning up while I do my studying. I want a wife who will care for me when I am sick and sympathize with my pain and loss of time from school. I want a wife who will not bother me with rambling complaints about a wife’s duties. But I want a wife who will listen to me when I feel the need to explain a rather difficult point I have come across in my course of studies. And I want a wife who will type my papers for me when I have written them. When I am through with school and have a job, I want my wife to quit working and remain at home so that my wife can more fully and completely take care of a wife’s duties. If, by chance, I find another person more suitable as a wife than the wife I already have, I want the liberty to replace my present wife with another one. Naturally, I will expect a fresh, new life; my wife will take the children and be solely responsible for them so that I am left free. My god, who wouldn’t want a wife?

　　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 will, 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 grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust. Whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being’s heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing childlike appetite of what’s next and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station:

　　so long as it receives messages of beauty,hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the infinite, so long as you are young. When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at 20, but as long as your aerials are up to catch waves 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 know that one day we must die, but usually we picture that day as far in the future. The days stretch out in an endless vista, so we go about our petty tasks, hardly aware of our listless attitude toward 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 would be a blessing if each human being were stricken blind and deaf for a few days at some time during his early adult life. Darkness would make him more appreciative of sight; silence would teach him the joys of sound. When walking the woods, I, who 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 awakening Nature after her winter’s sleep. I feel the delightful, velvety texture of a flower, and discover its remarkable convolutions; and something of the miracle of Nature is revealed to me. Occasionally, 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 waters of a brook rush thought my open finger.

　　To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug. To me the pageant of seasons is a thrilling and unending drama, the action of which streams through my finger tips. If I can get so much pleasure from mere touch, how much more beauty must be revealed by sight. Suppose you set your mind to work on the problem of how you would use your own eyes if you had only three more days to see. If with the oncoming darkness of the third night you knew that the sun would never rise for you again, how would you spend those three precious intervening days? What would you most want to let your gaze rest upon? I, naturally, should want most to see the things which have become dear to me through my years of darkness. You, too, would want to let your eyes rest on the things that have become dear to you so that you could take the memory of them with you into the night that loomed before you.

　　初中英语美文摘抄 篇19

　　I have known very few writers, but those I have known, and whom I respect, confess at once that they have little idea where they are going when they first set pen to paper. They have a character, perhaps two; they are in that condition of eager discomfort which passes for inspiration; all admit radical changes of destination once the journey has begun; one, to my certain knowledge,spent nine months on a novel about Kashmir, then reset the whole thing in the Scottish Highland. I never heard of anyone making an “outline”, as we were taught at school. In the breaking and remaking,in the timing, interweaving,beginning again, the writer comes to discern things in his material which were not consciously in his mind when he began. This organic 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 was there, and he will not rest till he has captured it.

　　Sometimes the passion within a writer outlives a book he has written. I have heard of writers who read nothing but their own books; like adolescents they stand before the mirror, and still cannot understand the exact outline of the vision before them. For the same reason, writers talk endlessly about their own books, digging up hidden meanings, super-imposing new ones, begging response from those around them. Of course a writer doing this is misunderstood: he might as well try to explain a crime or a love affair.

　　He is also, incidentally, an unforgivable bore. This temptation to cover the distance between himself and the reader, to study his image in the sight of those who do not know him, can be his undoing:he has begun to write to please. A young English writer made the pertinent observation a year or two back that the talent goes into the first draft, and the art into the drafts that follow. For this reason also the writer, like any other artist,has no resting place, no crowd or movement in which he may take comfort, no judgment from outside which can replace the judgment from within. A writer makes order out of the anarchy of his heart; he submits himself to a more ruthless discipline than any critic dreamed of, and when he flirts with fame, he is taking time off from living with himself, from the search for what his world 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 was a sorry business. It is hard to find a happy looking man or woman. Worry is the cause of their woebegone appearance. Worry makes the wrinkles; worry cuts the deep, down-glancing lines on the face; worry is the worst disease of our modern times. Care is contagious; it is hard work being cheerful at a funeral, and it is a good deal harder to keep the frown from your face when you are in the throng of the worry worn ones. Yet, we have no right to be dispensers of gloom; no matter how heavy our loads may seem to be we have no right to throw their burden on others nor even to cast the shadow of them on other hearts. Anxiety is instability. Fret steals away force. He who dreads tomorrow trembles today. Worry is weakness. The successful men may be always wide-awake, but they never worry.

　　Fret and fear are like fine sand, thrown into life's delicate mechanism; they cause more than half the friction; they steal half the power. Cheer is strength. Nothing is so well done as that which is done heartily, and nothing is so heartily done as that which is done happily. Be happy, is an injunction not impossible of fulfillment.

　　Pleasure may be an accident; but happiness comes in definite ways. It is the casting out of our foolish fears that we may have room for a few of our common joys. It is the telling our worries to wait until we get through appreciating our blessings. Take a deep breath, raise your chest, lift your eyes from the ground, look up and think how many things you have for which to be grateful, and you will find a smile growing where one may long have been unknown. Take the right kind of thought—for to take no thought would 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 will find yourself laughing at most of them.

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