在平日的学习、工作和生活里，大家都尝试过写作文吧，通过作文可以把我们那些零零散散的思想，聚集在一块。那么，怎么去写作文呢？下面是小编收集整理的快乐的英语作文10篇，希望能够帮助到大家。
Dear Dad，
Today I was at the shopping mall and I spent a lot of time reading the Father’s Day cards. They all had a special message that in some way or another reflected how I feel about you. Yet as I selected and read, and selected and read again, it occurred to me that not a single card said what I really want to say to you.
You’ll soon be 84 years old, Dad, and you and I will have had 55 Father’s Days together. I haven’t always been with you on Father’s Day nor have I been with you for all of your birthdays. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to be with you. I’ve always been with you in my heart but sometimes life gets in the way.
You know, Dad, there was a time when we were not only separated by the generation gap but completely polarized by it. You stood on one side of the Great Divide and I on the other, father and daughter split apart by age and experience, opinions, hairstyles, cosmetics, clothing, curfews, music, and boys.
The Father-Daughter Duel of ’54 shifted into high gear when you taught me to drive the old Dodge and I decided I would drive the ‘54 Chevy whether you liked it or not. The police officer who escorted me home after you reported the Chevy stolen late one evening was too young to understand father-daughter politics and too old to have much tolerance for a snotty 16 year old. You were so decent about it, Dad, and I think that was probably what made it the worst night of my life.
Our relationship improvved immensely when I married a man you liked, and things really turned around when we begin making babies right and left. We didn’t have a television set, you know, and we had to entertain ourselves somehow. I didn’t know what to expect of you and Mom as grandparents but I didn’t have to wait long to find out. Those babies adored you then just as they adore you now. When I see you with all your grandchildren, I know you’ve given them the finest gift a grandparent can give. You’ve given them yourself.
Somewhere along the line, the generation gap evaporated. Age separates us now and little else. We agree on most everything, perhaps because we’ve learned there isn’t much worth disagreeing about. However, I would like to mention that fly fishing isn’t all you’ve cracked it up to be, Dad. You can say what you want about wrist action and stance and blah, blah, blah...
I’ve been happily drifting for a lot of years, Dad, and I didn’t see you getting older.
I suppose I saw us and our relationship as aging together, rather like a fine wine. Numbers never seemed important. But the oddest thing happened last week. I was at a stop sign and I watched as you turned the corner in your car. It didn’t immediately occur to me that it was you because the man driving looked so elderly and fragile behind the wheel of that huge car. It was rather like a slap in the face delivered from out of nowhere. Perhaps I saw your age for the first time that day. Or maybe I saw my own.
Fifty years ago this spring we planted kohlrabi together in a garden in Charles City, Iowa.
I didn’t know then that I would remember that day for the rest of my life. This week, we’ll plant kohlrabi together again, perhaps for the last time but I hope not. I don’t understand why planting kohlrabi with you is so important to me but it is. And the funny thing about it is, well, I don’t know quite how to tell you this, Dad...I don’t even like kohlrabi...but I like planting it with you.
I guess what I’m trying to say, Dad, is what every son and daughter wants to say to their Dad today. Honoring a Father on Father’s Day is about more than a Dad who brings home a paycheck, shares a dinner table, and attends school functions, graduations, and weddings. It isn’t even so much about kohlrabi, ’54 Chevrolets, and fly-fishing. It’s more about unconditionally loving children who are snotty and stubborn, who know everything and won’t listen to anyone. It’s about respect and sharing and acceptance and tolerance and giving and taking. It’s about loving someone more than words can say，and it’s wishing that it never had to end.
I love you, Dad.
昨天下午，阳光明媚，我准备去上英语课，心情特别高兴。
到了英语班，我发现了极大的变化，树木长大了，玩具变新了，地上铺上了一条长长的的彩虹，我好想在彩虹上睡觉。
走进里面，发现有许多新老师，我希望我的英语老师没有变，我走上前，墙上挂着我的老师的`图像，我走到班里也发现有许多新同学，我有点尴尬，开始怀疑我是走错了班级。
到了第二节课下课，我们排着队下楼去，我不知道出去外面干什么？老师告诉我们要去抽奖。我领到了一个气球，因为紧张，手脚都变迟钝了，我捂着耳朵用力一踩，没有破，再来一脚也没有破，我生气了，不再捂耳朵上前狠狠地踩了一脚，啪一声，气球破了，着实把我吓了一跳，扑通扑通地跳了半天。
我发现气球里面有一个白色纸条，上面写着，一盒小玩具，我拿到玩具后，老师还给我拍了一个照片。
虽然只是一个小小的玩具，但是我并没有后悔。当然，我也很羡慕人家的大礼品。
"Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness." The authors of the American Declaration proclaimed happiness to be one of the essential rights that make life worth living. William James, the first American psychologist, echoed this emphasis on happiness: "If we were to ask the question: 'What is human life's chief concern? One of the answers we should receive would be: 'It is happiness.'" Every philosophical and religious system has offered its pathway to happiness for the individual and the group. Happiness has been related to pleasure, refuge from pain, intellectual contemplation, union with God, friendship, children, wealth, honor, successful activity, and even state burial with statues! Today, scientists have joined the dialogue to seek answers about what contributes to happiness or, as they call it, "subjective well-being". From joozone.com.
If happiness is activity in accordance with excellence, it is reasonable that it should be in accordance with the highest excellence. – Aristotle The concept of happiness--while difficult to define-- is obviously here to stay. But the desire for happiness can set up expectations that are often hard to fulfill. The right to pursue happiness was conceived of as an inalienable right; the entitlement that everyone be happy was never promised. As captured by Eric Hoffer, a misguided search we hope to provide a framework that will guide you in your personal pursuit of happiness.
今天，一上完钢琴课，爸爸开车带我急急忙忙又奔向友谊东路。因为，我要在测绘局上英语课。
到了测绘局爸爸看看他自己的手表说：“现在离上课还有三个小时，咱们到秋林食街吃一点东西吧！”我兴奋的说：“好啊！好啊！我的肚子早都饿得咕咕直叫了！”我们又奔向秋林食街，那里的小吃真多啊！我买了一碗酸菜快速面，爸爸买了一碗小江刀削面特别好吃，吃完了饭，我们回到车上睡了一会儿，起来的时候，已经快一点了，我们走向教室，那里还没有人来，我们只好在教室里等着上课了。不一会儿乔老师来了，爸爸和乔老师聊天，而我只能等着我的好朋友，没多久刘储闻和梁千芮来了我们互相聊了一会儿。终于上课了，在课堂上我们很高兴，我最喜欢的是老师让我们做的'那个游戏，男生和女生分开坐，女生换到左边，男生换到右边，同时老师叫出来家长一起参与。游戏规则是：老师叫上来两个学生，必须是一男一女，、把他们叫到身边，老师在单词书上用蓝笔画出的单词是他喜欢的，然后让同学做动作，看女生先喊出来这个单词还是男生先喊出来。游戏的时候大家争先恐后的抢着发言，女生赢了，满教室一片庆祝胜利的尖叫声，男孩儿们则很不服输的说再玩儿一局，教室里充满了欢声笑语，连家长们都兴奋地参与了进来。
真是一堂快乐的英语课呀！
I’m happy.But I am not a snail.I’m a pretty girl,I’m only do works slow.
Why need so hurried? If we run quickly.we’ll get to the terminal point quickly. But if we walk slowly. We’ll see the beautiful view.
After class.I put the book on the desk. Books and the pencil-case are in my bag.I’m only doing work slowly,but I never lose the schoolthings at school.
When I do homework, I write slowly. I haven’t got times. So I haven’t got other homeworks. I exam is one hundred.
When I wash my face. I’m slow,too. I have not only the clean face,but also the new thing. Look! Put the toothbrush in front of the two big teeth like a big rabbit. My mother sees my face,she laughs to me.
If you don’t like to be slow,Must shout me “snail”.You must remeberr,please. I’m happy.
星期四下午，我们要上一堂公开课。在一楼大教室里，因为许多其它学校的老师要来听课。
我们来到教室“叮叮叮”美妙的上课铃响了。精神抖擞的Miss Wang快步走进教室，要带我们去她的home，Miss Wang的家。大家都很兴奋。Miss Wang在讲台上提问，同学们踊跃举手发言，教室里的'气氛越来越热闹了。
Miss Wang说：“我们来做个小游戏。”大家都跃跃欲试“叽叽喳喳这是小鸟的叫声”我一听就知道是living room客厅，便举手。另外的同学也不甘示弱把手举得高高的。Miss Wang问：“living room？”“yes!”大家大声说，似乎前面有一只巨大的烤鸡，要扑上去吃。电视上果然是客厅。“yes!” “对了!”一声声的欢呼声犹如解放军打了胜仗，凯旋而归一样。“1、2、3！”Miss Wang喊到，“3、2、1！”大家马上坐好，眼睛睁得大大的，似乎是找到了蛛丝马迹一样。我们听着。每一次都说对了，一阵阵欢呼声从教室里传出来。我们情不自禁地溶入到这个快乐的气氛中去。
时间不知不觉的过去了。下课铃声响了，大家高高兴兴地又恋恋不舍地下课了。这节课不仅有互动，我还记住了许多单词。希望以后还有这样快乐的公开课。
Hua Mei Oxford Summer Camp is an interesting summer camp. I met many new friends here and studied together happily. The life in the Summer Camp is colourful and unforgetable.
Richard is our teacher and he teaches us the history about Britain. From his class, we have learned many knowledges, such as King Henry has six wifes, a fire happened in 1666 and so so. Clair is another teacher . She is very lovely and patient. I lcve her very much. And Mattew、Robert, they are all good teachers. They teach us so many things. When I see them, I feel happy.
Everyday, we have wonderful and diversity party at night. At the party, we can learn more sentences. I think it’s so good.
In the Summer Camp, we study English、play with other pupils and communicate with teachers. I enjoy for everything about this Summer Camp. I hope I can go to HuaMei Summer Camo next year.
本学期学校组织以教研组为单位进行听评课活动，我所授课的时间正好赶上三九寒冬，窗外滴水成冰，窗内却温暖如春，只因，这里进行着一节快乐的英语课，唤起了春的气息。
其实，对于展示的这节课，我没有刻意准备，没有搞什么花架子，就如平时一样，流畅自然充满童趣。虽然窗外雨声哗哗，教室里却欢声笑语、一片艳阳。
刚才，我又把这节课从头到尾在脑海里回顾了一遍，最让我满意的是：课堂上，孩子们那一张张洋溢着幸福的笑脸。他们自信地站起来朗读故事，他们勇敢地走上讲台做超级PK，宣传自己做的创意party的海报，还有他们无拘无束的.表达，他们发自心底的笑声，他们偶尔幽默的调侃，他们高高举起的小手……看着看着，我不由自主地被他们的童真感染，一次次忍俊不禁。有一组镜头特别可爱：当小Tom站起来告诉大家他最喜欢的礼物是一件连衣裙的时候，全班同学大笑起来，小男孩竟然会喜欢连衣裙！我不失时机的唱了一句同学们刚刚学会的Declan的歌曲Tell me why…调皮又聪明的Eric竟然大声唱起来：Tell mewhy .Why does Tom like a dress?全班同学一起附和。这时Tom从容地站起来回答说：I want thedress because I want to give it to my mother as apresent. My mother likesdresses.多有爱心的孩子啊！同学们把热烈的掌声送给了小Tom.
从孩子们的眼睛里，我能感觉到自始至终有一种幸福在流淌，那正是我所期待的最美的教育，我甚至为自己感到有一点点自豪呢。
我更加深刻地感受到：
成功处理课堂的预设与生成需要教师的教育机智；
只有解放了学生的思想与身体才能培养出富有创新思维的学生；
只有真正做到了师生人格的平等，才能打造真正的民主课堂。
特此作文一篇，记下这节快乐的英语课。
星期五的这节英语课，让我感到其乐无穷。为什么？因为这节英语课变成了三种不同风格的课程。
英语课=音乐课
这节英语课刚开始，黄老师就给我们放了一首英文歌《lemon tree》，顿时，教室里弥漫着快乐的气氛，同学们都陶醉在音乐之中，有的打起了节拍，有的身体开始轻轻摇摆了，听着听着，有同学就跟着这轻快的旋律唱了起来，越了越多的`同学加入其中，最后全班同学竟都唱了起来。看，同学们的脸上都洋溢着热情的笑容。听，那声音多么的洪亮、轻快。
英语课=电脑课
“音乐课”一结束，黄老师让我们玩了一个“连连看”的游戏。这个游戏是把20个英文单词和中文连起来，看谁连得多。同学们的积极性都很高，都要争着玩。于是，老师就让每一组选一个代表来玩。我们这一组是最后一个上，而且大家都推选我去参赛，我很紧张，感觉压力很大。要知道前面七组的最高分已是16个了，我豁出去了。也许是压力越大，动力越大，我的表现十分优秀，60秒内，频频得手，最终我得了19分。同学们纷纷投来赞许的目光，我的心里比吃了蜜还甜。
英语课=英语课
歌唱完了，游戏玩结束了，乘大家学习的兴致正浓，黄老师立刻开始讲解新的课文，很多新的单词、新的句型接踵而来，可我们却没有了平时的束手无策，大家仍旧饶有兴趣地听讲、记笔记，跟着老师朗读，并且很快记进了各自的脑海。
这节英语课结束了，可我同学们一样，十分开心，因为我们对英语学习没有了过去的枯燥单调感觉，增强了信心，赢得了快乐，收获了知识，这样的课我们喜欢上，真希望以后能多上到这样快乐的课。
I am a happy flower.I am a beautiful peach flower.In spring,I wake up and open,I see the nice scenery in the village.We have many friends in the trees,we are pink and white.And the birds set their house in the trees.The trees are not tall, we can see many flowers waving hands at me.So I shake hands with them,too.
In summer,I am not a flower,I grow up a peach,I am very happy,because when people eating me,they are happy,and I am happy,too.
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