高三英语作文

【精华】高三英语作文合集十篇

　　在平时的学习、工作或生活中，大家都写过作文，肯定对各类作文都很熟悉吧，作文可分为小学作文、中学作文、大学作文（论文）。相信许多人会觉得作文很难写吧，以下是小编为大家收集的高三英语作文10篇，希望能够帮助到大家。

高三英语作文 篇1

Dear Librarian,

亲爱的图书管理员：

　　Thank you very much for offering me the chance to make suggestions to improve the service of library .I love our library which holds thousands of books and I want to give your some suggestions .

　　非常感谢你给我这个机会来提一些建议来完善图书馆服务。我很喜欢我们有成千上万的书的图书馆，我也想给一些建议。

　　Due to the fact that there is no plant in our library, I hope that you can add some in it .It will be a great thing to read in a library filled with plants. In my spare time, I often go to the library and read some books .And I find students have to stand between the shelves for hours .It is a little tired for them to do so. It may be a good idea to add some chairs. Another suggestion is that school should reduce the students reading in the library. We are long for a quiet environment.

　　由于我们图书馆没有植物，我希望可以种一些植物在里面。在一个充满植物的图书馆看书是很棒的。在我的业余时间，我经常去图书馆看书。我发现学生们得站在两个书架间数时来看书。这样的话他们会有点累。加一些椅子也许会是个好主意。另一个建议是学校应该减少在图书馆看书的学生数量。我们都希望有一个安静的.环境。

高三英语作文 篇2

　　My mother 我的母亲

　　When I sat at the desk, trying to write the essay, I found it hard to set pen to paper. Staring at the topic I deliberately chose for myself "my mother", I felt the memory of 20 years with my mother suddenly turned into a haze, blurring my eyes to discern the past, with nothing towering, nothing flaring, nothing impressive or special enough as a landmark. The haze gradually cleared away, revealing the image of an amicable woman. I recalled a line from the famous movie "Sleepless in Seattle". The radio column hostess asked Sam, "What's so special about your wife?" He answered, "That's millions of small things." Right,trivial and commonplace, like obscure beans, yet woven into the most spectacular necklace by the power of love. My mother is ordinary, but in my eyes she is special.

　　My mother gave birth to me with exceptionally difficult labor. Father received an emergency notice and was faced with a choice between the adult and the infant. Of course,the adult. So my coming into this world was an unexpected fortune at the price of Mother's painful insistence. Thus my 20 years began like this my mother exerted every effort to give me love, but I returned her with a deep scar that was to stay with her all through my growth.

　　My mother is a senior high school English teacher. Under standably, she wanted her daughter to pick up English early to give her an edge to later study, which I did not understand at the age of eight. I was so obsessed with fun and games that I hated to stay peacefully with all those strange phonetic symbols and odd words. I wondered what pleasure Mother seemed to have found in teaching me A,B, C. Wasn't teaching at school tire some enough for her? I went on strike, refusing to spell a single word no matter how tender or severe Mother tried to be with me. For the first time in my life, Mother beat me, imprinting on my mind. The physical pain was gone long, long ago. But I have finally come to understand how it pained my mother to beat me for my obstinacy and disobedience, and I ache at her pain.

　　Mother never gave up evoking in me an interest in knowledge. She placed the most emphasis on my education and took the most pleasure in my gradual formation of self-discipline in preparing myself for future development. Thanks to her effort and influence, I have been doing well, not only in English, but also in my positive attitudes and conviction towards life.

　　Now I am so grateful to my mother for everything she has taught me, but at that time it was far beyond my comprehension. As a little girl, I thought of my mother as meticulous and my father as a best playmate. I still remember I wrote in my elementary school a composition dedicated to my father about how he cared for me. Naturally Mother felt she was ignored, so I wrote another one for Mother, intending to tell her she was so good a teacher that she sometimes had only students on mind and neglected her daughter. Unexpectedly, Mother was gloomed and her eyes went wet. I am so sorry now for that affected composition. I am Mother's daughter, and I am Mother's student. I could never be neglected by Mother, because I am the forever scar on her body, the forever pain on her mind, yet the forever bliss in her life.

　　I did not write much in the past about Mother's love for me. Today, this essay is for her, and for her only. I wish to let her know my regret and gratitude. I wish she could hear, "I love you, Mother."

高三英语作文 篇3

　　Lots of things in the winter vacation is like a colorful fireworks, like pieces of falling snow lightsome happy, I carefully picked up one of the pieces, my brother is the most memorable and I set off firecrackers.

　　That day, the weather is sunny, like spring is coming! My brother and I went to the village building small set off firecrackers. Brother said: "this small firecrackers, the call to jilt cannon." Then brother let me play left first gun, because I was afraid of playing with that, the elder brother take a small firecrackers, and then use lighter lit it, and then thrown to the ground, such as the inside of the smoke stopped little firecrackers burst. I threw the sling gun force on the ground, it was broken. All of a sudden, I thought of a good way: put rejection gun on the ground step, this is called on to jilt cannons, is a dual-use ah, say, I put the gun on the bottom go to, a loud thunder startled, I saw my brother the sling gun in his hand to throw a chair to rebound to other place, then the brother said let's play small firecrackers! I said: "I can't!" Brother said: "come on, you will be." After his brother's encouragement and guidance I finally stood up, according to the elder brother say, result I finally success! I took a small firecracker, lit the fire and the results forgot to throw, I remembered I hadn't thrown, I throw it away, it's in the air blasting. It's getting late, my brother and I on the elevator to go home.

　　It is interesting to set off firecrackers, let me overcome the fear in the heart, become brave invincibility. Think of it, the little firecrackers and bursting in my heart.

　　寒假里的一件件事犹如一朵朵烟花丰富多彩，像一片片飘落的雪花轻盈快乐，我仔细地拾取其中的一件，我最难忘的是和哥哥放鞭炮。

　　那天，天气阳光明媚，就像是春天来了呢!我和哥哥到小区楼小放鞭炮去了。哥哥说：“这个叫小鞭炮，那个叫甩炮。”然后哥哥就让我先玩甩炮，因为我怕玩那个，哥哥拿起小鞭炮，然后用打火机把它点燃，再扔到了地上，等里面的烟停了小鞭炮就爆了。我把甩炮用力扔在地上，它也破了。突然，我想到了一个好办法：把甩炮放在地上踩，这样甩炮就叫踩炮了，真是一炮两用呀，说着，我把炮踩了下去，一声雷鸣吓了一跳，我看见哥哥手上拿着甩炮向椅子上扔去反弹到了其它的地方，然后哥哥说我们来玩小鞭炮吧!我说：“我不敢!”哥哥又说：“加油，你一定能。”经过哥哥的鼓励和指导下我终于挺身而出，按哥哥说的做，结果我终于成功了!我又拿了一个小鞭炮，点了火，结果忘记扔了，我想起我还没扔，我加快把它扔掉，它就在空中爆破了。天色已晚，我和哥哥上了电梯回家了。

　　放鞭炮真有趣，让我克服了心中的恐惧，变得英勇无敌。想起这件事，那个小鞭炮又在我心中绽开了花。