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Happy days on my horse
2017-10-28 高中英语作文
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Happy days on my horse Shixia Middle School Shi lu “Wow, you’re very tall! You must play basketball!” That’s something I hear almost every day. Being almost five feet tall, you might think I’m . Most people don’t know much about horse riding. In fact, not many young people ride horses nowadays, but I love it and I need to do a lot of work to achieve success. a perfect ball player. But I don’t playing basketball. I love horse riding. I first got on a horse six years ago when I was nine. My mum liked to ride a horse, so she was very happy when I wanted to try it out as well. I think horse riding is a sport. Horse riders need to be good at teamwork and be good sportsmen. They must be brave and have skill. They also have to use their intelligence to practice hard. Having sportsmanship is important because being a horse rider is not just about winning. If I don’t win, I won’t get angry. I just think I must practice even more. Horse riding trains me a lot. Thanks for listening. My sweet home Shixia Middle School Hongying Hello! Everyone! I’m very pleased to be here. The topic of my speech is“My sweet home.” With a cry of joy, I was born and came to the world. My parents looked at me again and again, so lovingly. A year later, I began learning to walk. When I fell, it was mother and father who picked me up. When I was in trouble, it was also mother and father who helped me. Like every parents in the world, they gave food and clothes for me. They often told me some things about life, making me understand what was wrong and what was right. But sometimes I didn’t understand my parents. I still remember an unhappy event in my childhood. Once, I played with some children. Among us, there was an older boy. I can’t remember what was happening. But I still remember clearly he gave me a hit first, then I hit him back. We both cried. My parents and his parents came out to see what had happened. I believe my parents would give me a hand , but to my surprise, after my parents had known what had happened, they just gave me a beat, I was so sad, and cried again. After we got home, I asked:“Mom, Dad. Don’t you love me any more?” My parents look at me, and said:“No matter who was right, don’t you remember what I have told you before? You are a girl, and you must have a big heart.” My parents always had their own way to make me understand things. I love my parents. I am proud of them. Dear fathers and mothers, I wish you and all the parents in the world happy and healthy forever!