季节的英语作文

　　一年四季，你最喜欢哪个季节呢，用英语怎么描绘出来它的美呢？以下是小编整理的有关季节的英语作文，欢迎参考阅读！

　　Winter comes

　　It is cold and dry outside. The wind often blows strongly. The days are shorter and the nights are longer. Many animals go to sleep. They will sleep for a long time till the spring comes. People don’t like to go outside. They have to wear heavy coats, scarves and gloves. But children like to be outside. Because it often snows. There is snow around. There is ice on the ground. Children can throw snowballs, make the snowmen. Oh, look. What a surprise! Do you see? The river is frozen! Here come the boys, there come the girls, they are skating in the river happily.

　　Oh! Winter comes. It is really an interesting season. It has so much fun!

　　冬天来了

　　冬天来了，树上的叶子掉光了，北风呼啸着；大地一片萧条的景象。河里结着厚厚的冰。人们围着围巾戴着手套，穿着各款的棉袄，但还是难以抵挡寒冷的侵袭脸都冻得红扑扑的。

　　If winter comes, the leaves on the trees drop light, the north wind whistling, The earth a depression spectacle. The river caked with thick ice. People around scarf wearing gloves, wearing sections of the cotton-padded jacket, but still difficult to resist invasion of cold cold red face.

　　冬天是一个滴水成冰，哈气成霜的季节。冬天酝酿着一个银色的梦。冬姑娘的礼物—雪花，给小朋友带来了欢乐。瞧，小朋友穿着大衣有的在滑雪，有的`在打雪仗，有的在堆雪人，还有的在拍雪景，把银装素裹的世界永远留下来。

　　Winter is a DiShuiChengBing, HaQi into frost season. Winter ferment a silvery dream. Winter girl gift - snowflakes, give children brought joy. Lo, children overcoated some in the skiing, some in snowball fights, some is in a snowman, and still working on the snow, silver-coated world forever stay.

　　雪花从天空慢慢地飘下来，真像一朵朵梅花啊！落在地上白茫茫的，人踩在上面，就咯吱咯吱响，像欢快的歌唱。

　　Snowflakes drifting down from the sky slowly, really like pieces of plum flower! Fall on the ground, the white people trample on top, and squeak cheerful singing, like.

　　我爱冬天，更爱美丽的雪景。雪，也是冬天的象征。冬季如果少了雪花，那就只能叫冬天，不能叫冬季。你知道这为什么吗？那是因为，春雨、烈日、秋风、雪花是春夏秋冬的使者。如果少了使者，人们不由得产生一种想法：今年的冬天怎么来的这么突然？

　　I love the winter, the more love beautiful snow. Snow, is also the symbol of winter. Winter if less snow, it can only be called winter, can't call winter. You know why is this? That is because, under burming sun, rain, wind, snow is chun xia qiu dong's messenger. If less angel, people cannot produce a kind of idea: the winter of this year how come so suddenly?

　　我爱冬天，但我更注重它的使者——雪花。俗话说：瑞雪兆丰年。雪让农民伯伯笑容更加灿烂。雪也给小朋友们带来独有的快乐。

　　I love the winter, but I more notice its angel - snowflakes. As the saying goes: good harest. Snow lets the farmer uncle smile more splendid. Snow also give children bring unique joy.

　　啊！我爱你冬天，更爱你——雪。

　　Stars on a Snowy Night

　　The thermometer had dropped to 18 degrees below zero, but still chose to sleep in the porch as usual. In the evening, the most familiar sight to me would be stars in the sky. Though they were a mere sprinkle of twinkling dots, yet I had become so accustomed to them that their occasional absence would bring me loneliness and ennui.

　　It had been snowing all night, not a single star in sight. My roommate and I, each wrapped in a quilt, were seated far apart in a different corner of the porch, facing each other and chatting away.

　　She exclaimed pointing to something afar, “Look, Venus in rising!” I looked up and saw nothing but a lamp round the bend in a mountain path. I beamed and said pointing to a tiny lamplight on the opposite mountain, “It’s Jupiter over there!”

　　More and more lights came into sight as we kept pointing here and there. Lights from hurricane lamps flickering about in the pine forest created the scene of a star-studded sky. With the distinction between sky and forest obscured by snowflakes, the numerous lamp-lights now easily passed for as many stars.

　　Completely lost in a make-believe world, I seemed to see all the lamplights drifting from the ground. With the illusory stars hanging still overhead, I was spared the effort of tracing their positions when I woke up from my dreams in the dead of night.

　　Thus I found consolation even on a lonely snowy night !

　　冬天

　　Winters in Taipei are very cold during the evening and very windy during the daytime. I usually look forward to the Lunar New Year's Day and the winter vacation when I can go to the village where the climate is warmer during these holidays. Also, I look forward to seeing my grandmother, great-grandmother, and my friends in the village; I like my grandmother's food very much. Winter is the time everyone is in a festive mood. In the city, I usually do a lot of reading at home in the winter because of the cold weather outside.

　　我爱你秋天

　　It gradually turns cool. The sunlight is no longer so strong and the cicadas have stopped crying. The hot summer went by at last. The favorite season in the year is coming.

　　Everywhere we can see the scene of bumper crops: on the fields is golden rice,on the trees are ripe fruits. The farmers faces are full of smiles. They are now expecting a good harvest through a summer's hard work.The autumn evening is especially beautiful. When the setting sun goes slowly down to the west, the sky over the mountains is covered with red rays of evening sunlight, which shines upon the blue sky and floating clouds, just as the maple leaves fall onto the sky.

　　It is getting cool at dusk. The wind blows, the moonlight shines on the ground,the frogs croak and insects chirp in the fields. Such a situation will make you forget all the unhappy things in the daytime.

　　美丽的秋天

　　Call - call - call! Hear the voice of wind. Ah! Autumn is finally here!

　　Garden, chrysanthemum competing opened! There are white the light yellow of … … Colorful chrysanthemums flourish in light wind, as if greeting them with people! Sweet-scented osmanthus trees out of the light yellow flowers. A wind blowing, a fresh wind into the nose, ah, really incense!

　　Orchards, the apple red, like little brother's face. Aunts and uncles are tiptoe with apple picking. Thunk! A ripe apple from the tree fell down. Persimmon tree, hanging on a persimmon tree, far from looking like a red lantern! Grapes on a channeling channeling a , as one finally purple beads, purple was black, people really want a bite it.

　　Fields, the endless golden rice, just like the earth covered with a layer of gold to the carpet. Farmers are busy on the busy man under, while cutting rice, while rice into basket. Face expression of joy and happiness.

　　Autumn is a season of charming scenery, it is a harvest season. Ah! The fall, you really beautiful you!

　　呼-呼-呼！又听到秋风的声音。啊！秋天终于来了！

　　花园里，菊花竞相开放了！有雪白的、浅紫的、淡黄的……五颜六色的菊花争奇斗艳，在秋风中轻点着头，好像在跟人们打招呼呢！桂花树上开出了淡黄的小花。一阵轻风吹来，一股清香飘入鼻中，啊，真香！

　　果园里，苹果红彤彤的，就像小弟弟的脸。叔叔阿姨们正踮着脚跟摘苹果。咚！一个熟透的苹果从树上掉了下来。柿子树上，一个个柿子挂在树上，远远望去像一个个红灯笼！葡萄架上的葡萄一窜窜、一簇簇，像一颗颗紫色的珠子，紫得发黑，让人真想咬它一口。

　　田野里，金黄色的稻子一望无际，就像给大地铺上一层金黄的地毯。农民伯伯正忙上忙下的，一会儿割稻谷，一会儿将稻谷装进篮子里。脸上露出欢乐和喜悦的表情。

　　秋天是一个景色迷人的季节，更是一个丰收的季节。啊！秋天，你真美呀！

　　冬天的雪

　　At dusk，the weather became colder while the sky was gray，and the cold wind was blowing strongly. It seemed that it was going to snow soon.

　　雪黄昏，天气变冷，天空变成灰色，冷风强劲地吹着。似乎很快就要下雪了。

　　A moment later，the snowflakes began to fall quietly.Soon the land before my eyes was all white，like a beautiful blanket.Then it snowed more and more heavily.The trees were all covered with white quilts.The whole city became a silver world.

　　一会儿，雪花儿静静地飘落下来。很快眼前的大地变白了，像个美丽的毯子。然后，雪越下越大。树儿披上了厚厚的棉被。整个城市变成了银色的世界。

　　The next morning，it stopped snowing and cleared up.I went into the yard.Looking far away，I saw a beautiful silver white world.A group of children were playing happily.Some were throwing snowballs to each other，others were making a snowman.Snow seemed to bring us warm and wishes.Cold as it was，nobaby felt cold in the white world.

　　第二天早晨，雪停了，天气晴朗了。我走进院子里，远远望去，我看见了一个美丽的银白色的世界，一群孩子正在快活地做游戏。一些在互相掷雪球，其他的在堆雪人。雪似乎给我们带来了温暖和祝福。尽管天气很冷，但是没有人在这白色的世界中感觉到寒冷。

　　I love snow，because it is pure white.It brings us hope and vigour.

　　我喜爱雪，因为它的纯净。它带给我们希望和活力。

　　First Snow

　　The first fall of snow is not only an event but it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of world and wake up to find yourself in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment, then where is it to be found?

　　The very stealth, the eerie quietness, of the thing makes it more magical. Ifall the snow fell at once in one shattering crash, awakening us in the middle of the night the event would be robbed of its wonder. But it flutters down, soundless, hour after hour while we are asleep. Outside the closed curtains of the bedroom a vast transfbrmation scene is takiag place, just as if a myriad elves and brownies were at work, and we turn and yawn and stretch and know nothing about it. And then, what an extraordinary c

　　change it is! It is as if the house continent. Even the inside, which has not been touched, seems different, every room appearing smaller and cosier, just as if some power were trying to turn it into a woodcutter's hut or a snug logcabin. Outside, where the garden was yesterday, there is now a white and glistening level, and the village beyond is no longer your own familiar cluster of roofs but a village in an old German fairy-tale. You would not be surprised to learn that all the people there, the speetacled postmistress, the cobbler, the retired school master, and the rest, had suffered a change too and had become queer elvish beings, purveyors of invisible caps and magic shoes. You yourselves do not feel quite the same people you were yesterday. How could you not when so much has been changed? There is a curious stir, a little shiver of excite-ment, troubling the house, not unlike the feeling there is abroad when a journey has to be made. The children, of course, are all excitement but even the adults hang about and talk to one another longer than usual before setting down to the day's work. Nobody can resist the windows. It is like being on board a ship.