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初二英語作文篇一
"mom, i hurt. i hurt. "i lay curled up in my bed, groaning weakly. alas, yesterday ate the potato that had been simmering in the fire for the bad stomach, the morning just got up in the stomach, vomiting a kind of yellow things, not even breakfast! "son! i'll take you to the injection. i'm sure you'll be all right!" my parents advised me to get a shot. i have repeatedly refused: "no, no, no, no! well! it hurts! i felt like i had a potato devil in my stomach, and i pulled up my guts and made a mess of it. i can't describe the pain in words!
very not easy to get to the noon, we can happily eat plenty of meat and fish, as for me, stomach is better now, mom doesn't let me on the table for dinner, for the sake of my belly, can only eat one, called "paste" east - only a bit of sweetness, good poor! miss "white rice with red meat" days oh!
in the afternoon, i finally can't stand the torture, ken went to the injection, finished the needle back, more than three o 'clock, my mother asked me still pain? if it doesn't hurt, take me to my aunt's house. i think: at least in the afternoon and the year of money, pain one morning, still not get lucky money! my life is so bitter!
in the evening, everybody was at dinner, my mother told me to temporarily don't eat, wait a minute to eat a snack, but my stomach unwillingly, and pain, mom and dad to discuss, call i try to eat a meal, the results after eating the big fish big meat, belly has to indolence, originally is hungry! when i came home, i had another six or seven hundred dollars of revenue, haha, i made it!
the second year of the year is terrible! the potato devil is more terrible, i swear, i will not eat dirty again, half raw thing!
初二英語作文篇二
the sharp sunlight split the chaotic earth, bright and beautiful some luxurious, luxurious melted the forgotten ice and snow.
through a thin orange haze, into my white, wet feathers.
this is my everyday, when i was confused when i was chicken or the bird.
i opened my sleepy eyes and watched the endless mountains. the mountain's generosity and benevolence, gave birth to countless creatures of the rest, gave birth to the flowers and insects sing. over the mountains, a few eagles circled, showing the natural curve.
i know the end of every eagle is a vast expanse of sky.
orange sky calls me to fly.
my mother is a white eagle, like a white cloud, hovering forever. across from the water, some glittering beads with wings, mouth a fish alive and kicking; circling in the sky, the wind wings up on vigorous patches, claws grabbing flying birds.
every morning, i watch the mountain cliffs of clouds, day in the evening, i watched in the afterglow of the white shadow qiao returned from the end.
eyes full of tenderness and encourage the eye in the sun shine.
i grew up in the beginning of the shuttle, feather feng, powerful wings, but i looked at the abyss, or think back and forth without end.
finally, one day, i stood on the cliff, watching the eagle flying far away, but did not find the familiar shadow.
suddenly, behind the hit a huge strength, i lost focus, once falling into the deep abyss, i was called back, was her mother's eyes.
i don't know why my mother was so cruel hearted!
my feathers are set up, in the condition of the moment, i am a flying wings, i could fly in the sky! short fear made me more determined, with a thick layer of fear i caught a glimpse of the bottom of the mountain, and then my feathers with some water, i did not expect a strong eagle to tears.
clear sunlight on transparent fog, rendering light yellow, and i saw a pair of eyes, the moment is full of trust and care.
so the vast clouds in the sky and a holy cloud, and across the vast mountains, and across the clear brook. the valley sometimes came a rattle, encounter mountain tough, never cease ringing......
犀利的陽光劈開渾沌的大地，明媚得有些奢侈，奢侈地融化了遺忘的冰雪。
穿透淺淺的橙黃色的薄霧，照進我白色腥濕的羽毛里。
這就是我的破蛋日，當我還分不清我是雞還是鳥的時候。
我睜開睡意朦朧的眼，望著遠處連綿無盡的青山。山的大度和仁愛，孕育了無數生靈的憩息，孕育了花草蟲魚的輕吟。山的上空，幾只老鷹盤旋著，演繹著自然的曲線。
我知道每只鷹的盡頭都是廣袤的蒼穹。
橙色的天空召引我去飛翔。
我的母親是一只白色的鷹，如同一團白色的云，在永不停息地翱翔。從水面上掠過，羽翼染上幾顆晶瑩的.水珠，嘴里銜著一條活蹦亂跳的魚；在天空中盤旋，羽翼上鼓起幾陣蒼勁的風，爪下抓著亂飛的小鳥。
每日清晨，我在山的峭壁上坐觀云起，每日傍晚，我在落日的余暉下看著白色的俏影從那端歸來。
那雙充滿愛憐和鼓勵的鷹眼在陽光下熠熠生輝。
我在日月的穿梭中成長，羽毛初豐了，翅膀也有力了，但我望著無底的深淵，還是躊躇不決。
終于有一天，我站在峭壁上欣賞著遠處翱翔的鷹，卻沒有發現那個熟悉的影子。
倏忽間，背后襲來一股巨大的力量，我失去重心，一下跌入深深的谷底，我凄厲地一叫，回首竟是那雙母親的眼睛。
我不知道，為什么養育我的母親，竟會如此狠心！
我的羽毛都立起來了，在這個頹敗的瞬間，我振翅一飛，我竟飛上了藍天！短暫的惶恐使我更加堅定，我惶然瞥見山底下有一層厚厚的葦席，隨即我的羽毛沾染了些水珠，我沒想到一只堅強的鷹竟會流淚。
澄澈的陽光照倚在透明的霧中，渲染出淡雅的黃色，我又看見了那雙眼睛，此刻充滿了信任和關懷。
于是廣袤的云天上又多了一團圣潔的云，時而掠過蒼茫的山野，時而掠過明澈的小溪。空谷里有時會傳來幾聲脆響，遇到堅韌的山壁，在永不停息地回響著……