勇氣的英語作文整理

導語：勇氣是什麼這個問題？勇氣是你有兩塊糖卻能留一塊到明天；勇氣是和別人吵架後你先去講和；勇氣是你有一大祕密卻答應誰也不説；勇氣是犯了錯要會改正，勇氣是犯了錯要會改正，勇氣是心裏想着再來一次；以下是小編整理勇氣的英語作文的資料，歡迎閲讀參考。

At noon, the teacher had chosen the students with the spoon. Then I thought of my mother saying, "you have to pluck up the courage to say to the teacher, 'I really want to be a teacher's little assistant.

I took courage, and stood up bravely and said, "I want to be your little assistant."

The teacher said, "really."

I said, "really, when I got a spoon in the kindergarten, I tried to get a spoon out of my hand, but it wasn't me."

In the afternoon, when the homework was finished, I said to the teacher, "at home, I treat my mother as my mother, and I treat you as my mother in school." The teacher said, "I'm honored."

I was happy to tell my mother. Mom praised me for being so brave.

Everyone knows that the dog is a loyal, cute little animal and likes it very much, but I am afraid of it.

I wasn't afraid of dogs when I was a kid, but now I'm scared. Because I was playing, I suddenly saw a dog running towards me, trying to bite me. I ran home in a hurry, and the dog ran after me, crying as I ran home. Because of this, I became afraid of dogs.

Although my mother always told me, "don't be afraid of the dog, stand still, it won't bite you." Many times I wanted my neighbor's dog to test my courage to see if I was afraid, but when I approached it, I was afraid. At last I had the courage to approach it slowly, and I was very frightened, but I kept telling myself, "don't be afraid, it won't bite you." Slowly I am not afraid, and gently touched it. I'm not afraid of dogs ever since. I think: "there is no difficulty that can not overcome, I must overcome myself in the future.

I have loved singing since I was a child, and I hope I can stand on stage one day, but I have no courage. Not long ago, our school carried out the talent show "three independence", there is singing in it. It is said that there is a competition in the school, and the people who pass can go to the national competition. I thought well, every time the teacher urged me, I just thought of my feet and sat down again until the last time I signed up.

At home, I lie quietly at the window, looking at the stars, I do not know how regretful. I think: why don't you sign up, maybe you are right, we should face the courage in life, don't be afraid of rowan. And I have always been a very confident person, never willing to lose to other people, if not carefully sing the wrong that is not very rowan. For me, a person who never has the courage to face anything is not going to succeed, because I am afraid, I blame myself for not having the courage, just a person sitting there envy. My mother told me that it is better to let others envy you than to envy others.

I thought, with "Cinderella" on my lips, maybe I should be like Cinderella. I didn't meet a prince and I could meet someone who appreciated me. I work hard, from now on, to the future development.

On a sunny Saturday, in the children's palace, there are several classes, waiting for mom to come, 10 minutes, 20 minutes, 30 minutes... After two hours, I still lost sight of my mother, but I was so anxious that I would withdraw myself, but there was a fear that I would go away, my mother came again, I felt my pockets, and I didn't have any money. If someone else had waited so long in such a hot summer, I would have to be patient. Thinking about it, the time is 20 minutes past, I look around, like the ants on the lid of the pan anxious, mother... I had reached the limit, and I stood up and thought to see a small restaurant next to me. There was a public phone in it. If I wanted to fight, I would give the money, which is the theorem! But I didn't have any money with me, so what can I do? I have no way to go. I went into the small restaurant and told the boss the whole story. "I'll do it," he said. I won't take your money! I long give a sigh, cell phone, I said thank you, ready to go, the boss took me, leaving a precious word: "when faced with difficulties, to bold attempt it, always succeed"...

At last my mother came, and I jumped with joy. The car took me home. I could not help looking back, looking at the small restaurant, the ordinary container and the telephone, where I had the courage to feel the most beautiful truth in the world.

From the first grade, every time the teacher asked questions, I didn't dare to raise my hand to answer. It was such a thing that changed me and gave me the courage to answer questions.

Remember that time, on the way home, a few classmate say: "this person, grow how big, the teacher ask a question, she has never raised a hand to answer, you say, good not funny." I'm sorry to hear that. "The mother said," give yourself courage. Even if you make a mistake, the teacher won't blame you." After listening to my mother, I decided to raise my hand tomorrow.

The next day, my mood became tense. "Bell, bell, bell," the bell rang, and I went back to my seat. After a while, the teacher asked the question, "what's the function of water?" I thought about it and thought about it, and I encouraged myself, "answer the question, answer the question." At last I raised my hand and put it down. The teacher looked at me and raised my hand, and asked me to get up and answer. I said, "the water is very useful. You can do a lot of things, water the flowers, wash clothes, flush the toilet, and many more." When I finished, the teacher said, "that's a good answer." I was so happy. In each of the following sections, I raise my hand as long as the teacher asks questions.

Thank you, those of you who laughed at me for not raising my hand to answer the question, you gave me courage.

When I was 4 years old, my greatest wish was to have a bike of my own, to look at other people's children riding a bike so weifeng, I really envy them.

One day, I made a request to my mother, who was a little disapproving of my bike ride because she thought I was too young to ride safely. So, I asked my father again, and my father said, "this time I'm going to the county town, and I'll get you a bike when I get back." I was over the moon, hoping my father would get the bike back soon.

Finally, the bike came back. It was a car with an auxiliary wheel and I went on my bike. Who knows, just after kicking a few, because will not turn the corner, the car hit the ball bar suddenly. I was so frightened that my father said to me, "no, no! Come again, I will hold you." After hearing my father's words, I got up my courage and got into the car, and then I tripped and fell again, but I didn't cry. After several exercises, I stopped falling and succeeded! Later, dad pulled the auxiliary wheel down and let me ride. At this time, I feel "enthusiasm" in holding hands with me, "brave" is waving to me. When I got on the bus, I pushed hard and the bike ran fast forward, but I was sitting still, not afraid at all, how excited I was!

I turned around and around the playground, seems to be being overworked, is when I am happy, 1 of "pa", the car down, I smiled to smile, with tears, endured the pain on the car again. Finally, the car tamed me.

Perseverance means victory, cycling makes me fall down 100 times, I also need to get up 101 times, because with the courage to overcome difficulties, I can overcome myself forever.

I now answer the question very positively, that's because of one thing.

Remember that time, I listen to the students to answer the question positively, sit and think: "whether is the raise hand answer question, or not raise hand?" And so it went on until the end of the class, and I didn't raise my hand.

The second class began, I fall into the predicament of the dilemma, after a while, the teacher seemed to see my psychological thoughts, so she developed a simple problem, and told me to answer, I stood up slowly, haltingly tell the answer, and with that, the teacher said with a smile: "well, answered Liang Hui very well!" "And motioned to me to sit down. When I sat down, I found that answering questions was not as difficult as I thought it would be, so long as I was thinking, I could just say what I thought. Since then, I have been particularly active in answering questions, no matter what class I take.

New semester, I gained courage!

I am a very ordinary student, ordinary appearance, ordinary performance, in the people who come and go, no one will pay attention to me.

My seat is by the window. In my spare time, I like to look out the window. Passing cars, few pedestrians, were in a hurry. Then there is the willowy willow, which seems to be telling its story.

I like class very much. Hearing the teacher's voice, and hearing the chalk scraping on the blackboard, an idea came up: be a teacher.

In class, I like to listen patiently to my classmates' excellent answers to the questions raised by the teacher, but I never express my own thoughts -- even if his or her answer makes my heart swell.

I like drawing, and occasionally I paint my mind with a brush.

I like to listen to music, my heart follows the dancing music flying.

I like to run, the feeling of blood boiling makes me forget everything.

I like literature, the heroic tang poetry, the sentimental song ci, the novel, is my favorite.

Of course, only I know -- and I only wish I knew.

I've always been the only one I've ever been in my life - although I'm eager to have friends.

Everything happens so fast, so fast.

"Wood, can you say something with your ingenuity?" In a Chinese class, the teacher asked me.

"Can." My voice is so small that I can't hear myself. The students are very quiet, as if there are numerous eyes staring at me. My face is red.

That's it. I slowly raised my head, looked at the teacher, the teacher smiled a happy smile, then the eyes clearly said to me: "you speak very well. Keep trying! Then there was a burst of applause.

I can't imagine how I sat down at that time. I just remember the class, and I was almost distraught.

Later, the teacher asked me to answer questions in succession, and I tried to answer the question perfectly. The sound grew louder and louder.

I began to like the look of encouragement from my teacher. So I started trying to raise my hand. My hands seem to hold up, but the teacher always finds them. I saw the envious glances of my classmates -- I could always answer the right questions.

Then I found the courage I had lost. The classroom became my soaring sky.

I strive for every opportunity to present myself. Unconsciously, the grades also improved.

I have a lot of friends, more people know me, know me.

I'm happy -- though I miss my life once in a while.

When night comes, I look up at the sky. The star twinkled not far away.