高中英语作文：那声音常在我心田

　　在现实生活或工作学习中，大家最不陌生的就是作文了吧，作文是经过人的'思想考虑和语言组织，通过文字来表达一个主题意义的记叙方法。你所见过的作文是什么样的呢？下面是小编帮大家整理的高中英语作文：那声音常在我心田，仅供参考，欢迎大家阅读。

　　With our growth, many sounds are far away, usually there is no feeling, but whenever we think of them, the heart will always rush to say noble. When I was young, my mother was busy at work every day, so I left me in the grandmother, my grandfather and grandmother have done soy milk before, and there is no bright pull mill will make a bangling sound, accompanied with beans in it. The stirred sand sable, the clear soy milk flows slowly from the exit of the machine.

　　At this time, the grandmother always gives me a big bowl of soy milk first, plus two spoonful of white sugar, the rich bean fragrance with sweet, is the best drink in my mind. Then, the three-wheeled trucks and the speakers will sound another sound. The sound of the wheels, the horn, the scent of the horn, the smell of the soy milk is like a perfect whole, whether it is hearing or smell, You have a beautiful enjoyment. Therefore, many people come to buy moultry. When the grandfather went out to sell soy milk, the grandmother is not idle. She will always put the remaining tofu, the wild vegetables are roughly smilked on the plate, the homemade feed is made, then the chick and duckling They scream. Whenever I looked at the chick and duck, my grandmother always said: "Xiaoyu, these chicken duck is given you."

　　And she really gave me, the delicious big Eggs and big duck eggs will eat a lot every day, watching I have a egg yolk on my mouth, grandmother will always laugh very happy. These sounds make up the symphony of love, haunting every day in my ear. Later, I grew up, my grandfather and grandmother were all aged. One day was as aging day, so they decided not to sell soy milk, Xiao War also sold, the tricycle is also sold, the chicks and duckling also become The delicious plain in the grandmother is until this time, I realized that they were old. The ribo machine rums the sound, the tricycle, the voice, the grandmother hoarse voice, the voice of the grandmother, the screams of the chicks, but they are far away, but their grandfather and grandmother Love my love is not far from me. Now, I have grown up, I have become a true big child, and I know that my grandfather and grandmother have love my love.

　　I will no longer think of looking back the sound of far away, because I want to use my own action. Let the voice of love in the grandfather and grandmother, continue to write love.