四年級用英語寫作文我的媽媽五句翻譯

四年級用英語寫作文我的媽媽五句翻譯

1、I have bought food that I hope will plea my mother, and that will be

easy for her to eat: orzo salad with little pieces of crayfish cut into it,

potato salad, small chunks of marinated tomatoes.

e5a48de588b6e799bee5baa6e79fa5e98623430 2、l have brought her a

bouquet of crimson, yellow, and salmon-pink snapdragons. She likes the flowers

very much. 3、As I wipe my mother's face, I e that her skin is still

beautiful I hold her chin in my hand and kiss her forehead. My mother has no

idea that her ninetieth birthday is coming up. She has no notion of the time

of day, the day of the week. the ason of the year, the year of the century.

No notion of the approaching millennium. And no idea any longer, who I am. Her

forgetting of me happened just a few months ago, after I had been traveling

for more than a month and hadn't been to e her. When I came back, she asked

me if I were her niece, l said no, I was her daughter. "Does that mean I had

you?" she asked. 1 said yes. "Where was I when l had you?" she asked me. I

told her she was in a hospital in Far Rockaway. New York. "So much has

happened to me in my life." she said "You can't expect me to remember

everything." My mother was once a beautiful woman, but all her teeth are gone

now. Toothless. No woman can be considered beautiful. Whenever I visit her in

the nursing home, she is sitting at the table in the common dining room, her

head in her hands, rocking. Medication has ead her anxiety, but nothing

moves her from her stupor except occasional moments of fear, too deep for

medication. This is a room that has no windows, that lets in no light, in

which an overlarge TV is constantly blaring, nding images that no one looks

at where the floors are beige tiles, the walls cream colored at the bottom,

papered halfway up with a pattern of nearly invisible grayish leaves. Many of

the residents sit staring, slack-jawed, open mouthed. I find it impossible to

imagine what they might be looking at. When I walk into the dining room on the

day of my mother's birthday, I e that she has already been rved lunch. The

staff has forgotten to hold it back. Though I told them a week ago that I

would be providing lunch. She hasn't touched anything on her tray except a

piece of carrot cake, which she holds in her hands. The icing is smeared on

her hands and face. I don't want my friends to e her smeared with icing, so

I wet a paper towel and wipe her. This fills me with a terrible tenderness,

recalling, as it does. a gesture I have performed for my children. As I wipe

my mother's face, I e that her skin is still beautiful I hold her chin in my

hand and kiss her forehead. I tell her it's her birthday, that she's ninety

years old. "How did that happen?" she asks. "I can't understand how that could

happen." l have brought her a bouquet of crimson, yellow, and salmon-pink

snapdragons. She likes the flowers very much. She likes the name. "Snapdragons.

It ems like an animal that's going to bite inc. But it's not an animal, it's

a plant. That's a funny thing," I have bought food that I hope will plea my

mother, and that will be easy for her to eat: orzo salad with little pieces of

crayfish cut into it, potato salad, small chunks of marinated tomatoes. I have

bought paper plates with a rust-colored background, upon which are painted

yellow and gold flowers and blue leaves. My friends Nola and Gary come for my

mother's birthday. When we are about to leave, I tell my mother that I'm going

on vacation, mat I won't e her for three weeks, that 1 am going to the a.

"How will I stand that, how will I stand that's she says, but I know that a

minute after I'm gone she'll forget I was there.。

In the scorching sun of the day in the morning, I looked out the window,

the window clear, without a cloud, where this heat is cool? Hit me: "why don't

'water park to play? Can let my father taught me to swim!" Dad came back,

after my repeated requests, he finally agreed. After lunch, I make a phone

call with my sister about good, after 4 o 'clock in the afternoon, the sun is

happy and excited. The "water park", can not but looked inside: ah, there were

so many people! I dare say, in the "water park", is no one no one square metre.

I can't wait for the swimsuit, jumped into a swimming pool. In the swimming

pool to play for a while, just to find father, let he taught us to swim. In a

relatively deep in the water, we find him. Father first teach elder sister,

when sister learned about, he taught me. He let me u the arm to knee, breath

in the water, feeling like a lost of earth's gravity, a stimulus, it is quite

comfortable. Do this action, let me let go of the hands and feet together, and

breath in the water, I have done, my father let me repeat just a cond, and

then just like swimming strokes, after I finished, only to find that。

Yeah, I can with hands and feet off the ground and move forward, I

succeeded! "All this is my father taught me, I grew up must repay my dear

father!" I want to. We are happy playing in the shallow pool for a while,

went home, say the truth, I really some loathe to give up go! The sunt

sunt, I also went home. Mother gave me the door prepared meals, meal, sleep

at night, also in silently looking forward to the arrival of the happy time

next time. 翻譯： 在驕陽似火的一天上午，我望著窗外，窗外晴空萬里，沒有一絲云

彩，這么熱的天哪里才涼快呢？我突發奇想：“為什么不到‘水上樂園’去玩玩呢？還可

以讓爸爸教我游泳哩！”爸爸回來后，經過我再三請求，他終于答應了。吃完午飯后，我

打電話和姐姐約好后，在下午4點就頂著烈日開心而又激動的出發了。

到了“水上樂園”，就忍不住向里看了看：呀，人可真多！我敢說，在這“水上樂

園”，沒有一平方米是沒人的。我迫不及待的換了泳衣，跳進了一個游泳池。

在游泳池里玩了一會，就去找爸爸，讓他教我們游泳。在一個比較深的水池里，我們

找到了他。

爸爸先教姐姐，等姐姐學的差不多時，他又教我。他讓我用胳膊報膝，在水里憋氣，

感覺好像失去了地球引力一樣，挺刺激，還挺舒服。

這個動作做好后，又讓我雙手雙腳一起放開，還在水里憋氣，我都做好后，爸爸讓我

重復剛才第二個動作，然后就像游泳一樣劃幾下，我做完后，才發現……耶，我可以雙手

雙腳一起離地并且往前游了，我成功了！“這一切都是爸爸教給我的，我長大一定要報答

我親愛的爸爸！”我想。 我們又快快樂樂的在淺水池里玩了一會兒，就回家了，說心里

話，我還真有些舍不得走呢！夕陽落山了，我也回家了。

媽媽給我門準備了可口的飯菜，吃完飯，在晚上睡覺時，還在默默盼著下一次快樂時

光的到來。

Mother's love for me

In my home, there are a lot of people are very love me, father, mother,

grandpa, grandma, uncle, aunt。 But the mother's love for me, but always let

me very unforgettable.

Take dinner, for instance, every time for meals, my mother always gave me

t the table, a good meal, and then told me to wash your hands, and she

always put the most good, most nutritious food in my job, if I don't have food

in your bowl, mother will keep their food to me. Will from time to time,

nagging: "to eat a lot food. Eat slowly and don't gobble, no one with you rob

My motherI have g good mohter and I love her very much..My mother is very

kind ,she is a math teacher in our school. She is 34 years old,and she is tall

and thin.I like her long black hair and big mother has a lot of work

to do every day,but she never feel tired.I love my mother。

My Mother How do youl like your mother? I think my mother is a wonderful

woman. She is a houwife. She is quite common,but I still think she is very

great. I love her so much. As a mother, she has done every thing what she can

do for me. Every morning, she gets up very early and begins her busy day. What

is she busy doing? She needs to care for me and worry about me all the time.

In the past fifteen years, she has done it day by day and has never felt tired

of ,I caught a bad cold.I thought I just needed to drink more boiled

water, but my mother still felt worried. She asked me that whether I felt

better or not, or if I needed to e a doctor. And she never stopped asking

her questions like the. At first, I felt very sick of them. But later, I

knew that it was a form of my mom's love. She is the first teacher in my

I was still a child,my mom taught me lots of common n and how to

be a uful has already started to help me with my study since I

began to be a often study it makes learning full of

joy. She also pays much attention to my weekends, she often takes

me to the outside in order to make me feel I do badly in

something and feel so upt,she encourages me and helps me find the reason for

my I have something sad,I always tell them to her and she will

comfort there is something I don't know how I should do,she can

usually give me some uful suggestions so that I can deal with them better.

She is not only my great mother but also my good teacher and helpful friend.

As a saying goes,no mother,no me. Without her,I'll lo all the things I have

now. So, I want to say "Mom, thank you！".不知道詞數太多還太少。

如果詞數不合適，可以追問，我再改改！本文正好曾經寫過類似的，絕對原創！望采

納！謝謝。

I often think so. After one day, old mother, his face weathered gully,

swarthy face showed me some sad. Such as a pair of man-like, such as bark-like

hands, yes, that is the hands, they will give me a warm 。

soothe my mother's face covered with wrinkles like a bucket of sand of

time, that kind of weakness. Vaguely remember, between the early years.

Occasionally waking up late at night, through the veil of concealment, it will

be able to e the mother in the lamp that faint, dim light mend. Stitch w a

stitch around me that fine clothes, warm but sad. Looked at the mother, the

mother of the light reflected weak figure, tired look that is left for me, and

there was a pair of cracked hands, but also for my life and worked hard, tears

filled my eyes . There is only a good mother. Mother's love for me like a warm

snow, can not be replaced.。

這篇是過去式哈

It's the first day of hoilday.I went to shopping with my mom. we were at a

"fashion store"Mom said :"Oh,look at that hat!It's beautiful!"I asked:"Do you

want to try it on?""yes!"she said. "so,what do you think?"she asked me ."The

style is terrific, but I don't like the color."

這是我第一天放假.我和我的媽媽去逛街了.我們在一家"時裝店"的小商店逛.媽媽說；

" 看，那頂帽子真漂亮！"我問；"你想戴以下嗎？""當然！"她說."你覺得怎么樣？""款

式好，但我不喜歡顏色."

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題目：My Mather And Father（我爸爸和媽媽）

I like my mather and usually go for a walk at9: up

at7: to bed at10: father go to work at7:15.I get up at six o'clock

every school is over, I return home.I like the life my mather and

father.

我愛爸爸媽媽。媽媽散步在9;00。起床在7:00。爸爸上班在7:15。我每天六點起床，

放學后，我就回家.我喜歡爸爸媽媽的生活

my mother

Here is my mother.

She is a good uaually comunicate with fourty years

likes singing and watches TV every night at

likes go very perrty.I like very her much.

This is my mother. I like her very you like my mother?

翻譯：

我的媽媽

這是我的媽媽。她是一個好母親，她經常和我交流，她已經40歲了，她喜歡唱歌和

游泳。

她每晚都看電視她有時候喜歡去購物，她長得非常漂亮，我非常喜歡她。

這就是我的媽媽，我非常喜歡她，你喜歡我媽媽嗎？

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自己選啊。..分啊。。。。。。。。。。。。。。.

My mother my mother is forty years old this year, white skin, with big

eyes and small no, big mouth, thin figure, he is a manager (Manager), height

160m, personality and humorous. 我的媽媽我的媽媽今年四十歲，皮膚白白的，長著大

大的眼睛小小的鼻子大大的嘴，身材瘦瘦的，他是一個經理（manager），身高160m，性

格風趣幽默。

按照我以上的要求寫一篇有關媽媽的英語作文。

1、I have bought food that I hope will plea my mother, and that will be

easy for her to eat: orzo salad with little pieces of crayfish cut into it,

potato salad, small chunks of marinated tomatoes. 2、l have brought her a

bouquet of crimson, yellow, and salmon-pink snapdragons. She likes the flowers

very much. 3、As I wipe my mother's face, I e that her skin is still

beautiful I hold her chin in my hand and kiss her forehead. My mother has

no idea that her ninetieth birthday is coming up. She has no notion of the

time of day, the day of the week. the ason of the year, the year of the

century. No notion of the approaching millennium. And no idea any longer, who

I am. Her forgetting of me happened just a few months ago, after I had been

traveling for more than a month and hadn't been to e her. When I came back,

she asked me if I were her niece, l said no, I was her daughter. "Does that

mean I had you?" she asked. 1 said yes. "Where was I when l had you?" she

asked me. I told her she was in a hospital in Far Rockaway. New York. "So much

has happened to me in my life." she said "You can't expect me to remember

everything." My mother was once a beautiful woman, but all her teeth are

gone now. Toothless. No woman can be considered beautiful. Whenever I visit

her in the nursing home, she is sitting at the table in the common dining room,

her head in her hands, rocking. Medication has ead her anxiety, but nothing

moves her from her stupor except occasional moments of fear, too deep for

medication. This is a room that has no windows, that lets in no light, in

which an overlarge TV is constantly blaring, nding images that no one looks

at where the floors are beige tiles, the walls cream colored at the bottom,

papered halfway up with a pattern of nearly invisible grayish leaves. Many of

the residents sit staring, slack-jawed, open mouthed. I find it impossible to

imagine what they might be looking at. When I walk into the dining room

on the day of my mother's birthday, I e that she has already been rved

lunch. The staff has forgotten to hold it back. Though I told them a week ago

that I would be providing lunch. She hasn't touched anything on her tray

except a piece of carrot cake, which she holds in her hands. The icing is

smeared on her hands and face. I don't want my friends to e her smeared with

icing, so I wet a paper towel and wipe her. This fills me with a terrible

tenderness, recalling, as it does. a gesture I have performed for my children.

As I wipe my mother's face, I e that her skin is still beautiful I hold her

chin in my hand and kiss her forehead. I tell her it's her birthday, that

she's ninety years old. "How did that happen?" she asks. "I can't understand

how that could happen." l have brought her a bouquet of crimson, yellow,

and salmon-pink snapdragons. She likes the flowers very much. She likes the

name. "Snapdragons. It ems like an animal that's going to bite inc. But it's

not an animal, it's a plant. That's a funny thing," I have bought food

that I hope will plea my mother, and that will be easy for her to eat: orzo

salad with little pieces of crayfish cut into it, potato salad, small chunks

of marinated tomatoes. I have bought paper plates with a rust-colored

background, upon which are painted yellow and gold flowers and blue leaves.

My friends Nola and Gary come for my mother's birthday. When we are about to

leave, I tell my mother that I'm going on vacation, mat I won't e her for

three weeks, that 1 am going to the a. "How will I stand that, how will I

stand that's she says, but I know that a minute after I'm gone she'll forget I

was there.。

My mom is 38 years old mow,she has a pair of pitch-black eyes and hair.

She doesn't look very beautiful and tender,but her no looks nice and she's a

little bit I take a good look at her,I can e her winkle which was

appeared by concerning about me. Besides,there has already accrued some white

hair.I suppo it my mom is just a normal person in other's eyes ,but

in my heart,she is a great mom.。

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