育才学习网1. 我的朋友令我娇傲英语作文
Suddenly, the door has been my childhood slowly closed. Recalling the past, a bitter and music, have a happy, angry. But there's one thing I remember, be visible before the eyes.
Saturday afternoon, because some guests to night, so my mother took me to the farmers market, the market huge crowds of people, because I want to buy a pen. Fortunately, we came to the roadside a vegetable stalls to buy food. The vendor is a grandfather, a look that is a genuine old farmers have experienced years of wind and frost.
Mother asked the price, began negotiating with him. The people selling vegetables square accounts in every detail, how also refused to reduce half the money. I am beside impatient urged mother, mother also anxious, hurried said serving paid, lusted go. Who knows the way, she found the key missing, how to do? To have guests coming! Thought of here, my mother's face a disappointed expression. "It must be forgotten in the stalls, lost something, who will give you, not to mention the square accounts in every detail of the man. You bad luck!"
After a fierce ideological struggle, mother decided to go back to try his luck, and then we ran toward the market direction.
There is already in the evening, not many people in the market. In the dim light, we saw the old man still there, eyes to look at, like et al. My mother and I went to, the grandfather recognized us, he used the calloused hands the keys to his mother, mother to his heart nodded, the three of us are happy smile.
At the front of a plain old uncle, what can I say? However a guilty feeling by students. I wish the old life of peace!
2. 我的朋友令我娇傲英语作文
Suddenly, the door has been my childhood slowly closed. Recalling the past, a bitter and music, have a happy, angry. But there's one thing I remember, be visible before the eyes.Saturday afternoon, because some guests to night, so my mother took me to the farmers market, the market huge crowds of people, because I want to buy a pen. Fortunately, we came to the roadside a vegetable stalls to buy food. The vendor is a grandfather, a look that is a genuine old farmers have experienced years of wind and frost.Mother asked the price, began negotiating with him. The people selling vegetables square accounts in every detail, how also refused to reduce half the money. I am beside impatient urged mother, mother also anxious, hurried said serving paid, lusted go. Who knows the way, she found the key missing, how to do? To have guests coming! Thought of here, my mother's face a disappointed expression. "It must be forgotten in the stalls, lost something, who will give you, not to mention the square accounts in every detail of the man. You bad luck!"After a fierce ideological struggle, mother decided to go back to try his luck, and then we ran toward the market direction.There is already in the evening, not many people in the market. In the dim light, we saw the old man still there, eyes to look at, like et al. My mother and I went to, the grandfather recognized us, he used the calloused hands the keys to his mother, mother to his heart nodded, the three of us are happy smile.At the front of a plain old uncle, what can I say? However a guilty feeling by students. I wish the old life of peace!。