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(二) 描写的种类回目录1. 人物描写(1) 人物外貌描写(2) 语言行动描写(3) 心理活动描写2. 景物描写(1) 动态描写(2) 静态描写3. 场面描写Sample 1Directions: For this part, you are allowed thirty minutes to write a composition of no less than 150 words on My English Teacher. Remember to write clearly.My English teacher is a woman of medium-height. She is in her thirties. She always has a smile on her face and a kind word for her students. As she is also a little plump, she gives people the impression that she is a patient, responsible and easygoing teacher.This picture of my teacher is true. She devotes herself to the cause of education. She prepares and organizes her lessons so well that we are fully attentive in her class. After class she often gives lessons to the students who have been absent from school because of illness. With her help we have become more and more interested in our English study. Whenever we have problems we will turn to her for help. As a matter of fact, she is more an intimate friend to us than a respected teacher.We have learnt a great deal from her devotion to her work, her conscientiousness in teaching, and her readiness to help others.Sample 2Directions: For this part, you are allowed thirty minutes to write a composition of no less than 150 words on The Spring Festival. Remember to write clearly.The Spring Festival is the Chinese Lunar New Year. It’s the most important holiday in China. People usually celebrate and spend the Spring Festival together with their parents and children at home.With the New Year round the corner, every family is busy getting ready for it. All the housewives at this time would give their house an extra cleaning, make al the things clean, tidy and keep everything in its right place.On New Year’s Eve, every family makes dumplings and cook many delicious dishes. All the members of the family gather together and have a family dinner. After the big meal, they watch TV to enjoy the programs specially prepared for the Festival. The children let off fireworks, men play Mahjong and cards. They stay up very late. Just a t midnight, when the clock strikes twelve, they let off various firecrackers outdoors to see the Old Year off and the New Year in.评析：本文采用三段式的行文形式，首段介绍春节是中国农历新年。

随后分别描写节前人们怎样为欢度新春做准备，并详细描述除夕晚上人们以何种方式庆贺新年的到来。

这样的构思结构显得自然流畅。

Sample 3Directions: For this part, you are allowed thirty minutes to write a composition of no less than 150 words on Sunset. Remember to write clearly.Recently I was in a changeable mood. Many troubles were caused by my own random thoughts. How I longed to have a light heart and be in a serene mood.After school on my way to the dormitory, I saw the sun hanging low above the horizon. The sky was alive with long streaks of red and gold. The sun, at the end of a day’s journey, makes the clouds look like the Garden of Eden. Charmed by the scene, I stood still on the path, conscious neither of time, nor space, nor people who passed by. A feeling of happiness and admiration came over me. I was lost in the beauty of nature.It seemed a magic world, a world of colors –red, orange, yellow, green and blue. They shone, flashed and changed. Gradually everything was veiled by the purple fog.I came to the lawn and saw the magic red ball flooding and dying the grass with a rosy color. By and by the golden sunlight faded and fainted. The rose tint vanished and the day cooled. The sunlight was no more. Dusk gathered thicker and thicker.In my vision is an empty space of fields, so smooth and vast in the distance. The sunset is not as exciting as sunrise, not so hot and warm at dusk as at noon. Yet, it is so quiet and serene. It can put up with everything. You know, even the word “beautiful”is not enough to describe it.Now I am at peace and in a happy mood. I love sunset.Sample 4Directions: For this part, you are allowed thirty minutes to write a composition of no less than 150 words on Autumn. Remember to write clearly.It is autumn. The sky is clear and cloudless. The summer heat is gone. The autumn wind brings up cool. At once the version comes to my mind, “Autumn is rich with fruit and grain.”Actually I see pomegranates red and round on the stall in the market and the pears big, yellow and juicy. My mouth waters for them. The grains have been harvested, the rice, wheat and corn.The laurel trees give off fragrance. The perfume makes its way straight into my nose. The bright red cannas are standing behind rows of tall plane trees. I am waiting for their leaves to turn yellow. Then I can trample on the fallen leaves on both sides of the ground.At times the autumn rain keeps falling silently on the trees ad flowers and the ground. It washes everything clean. When the sun comes out, the droplets shine bright on the yellow leaves.What a beautiful painting! Autumn is the season for harvest; no pains, no gains. I must study hard so that I can have a big harvest in all my subjects.Sample 5Directions: For this part, you are allowed thirty minutes to write a composition of no less than 150 words on Country Life in Summer. Remember to write clearly.The summer days I recently spent with my cousins at my uncle’s in the country filled me with happy memories. I’ll never forget the country life we enjoyed there.We usually got up at dawn and took a walk along the beautiful meadows of wild flowers. The air was so balmy and fresh, and the scenery so charming that it makes one think of city life with scorn and contempt. The pretty birds had just risen from their sleep and were hopping from branch tobranch, singing their merry songs. Soon the rays of the sun glittered on the rippling brook. We lay under the shade of trees for an hour and then went home. As we seated ourselves in the bower surrounded by tall bamboos, either playing chess or reading poems, we might have entirely forgotten the hot weather, had it not been for the clamor of cicadas, which reminded us that it was summer.Several hours later, the glorious sun was sitting down in the west. Sometimes, when the shower had stopped, the evening appeared to be more beautiful Boys, girls, men and woman began to enjoy the refreshing breeze. Then out came the bright and lucid moon. Occasionally one or two meteors would dart across the sky as if that were playing with the fireflies.By and by, the world was wrapped in sleep. The sweet notes of a flute were heard, but at times died away, amid the sigh of the soft wind that was stealing through the woods. Oh, how touching the music was!Sample 6Directions: For this part, you are allowed thirty minutes to write a composition of no less than 150 words on Olympic Flame. Remember to write clearly.Now the 26th Centennial World Olympic Games are in full swing in Atlanta. The Olympic flame is burning red and bright in the torch a t the center of the Olympic square. Earlier before the official opening of the games it had been relayed one by one through the hands of runners, among them, students supported by the Chinese hope project. Thousands of people lined the streets to watch the relay.The relay of the Olympic Flame is the symbol of the continuity between the ancient and modern Games. During the ancient Olympics a sacred flame burned at the altar of Zeus. A modern version of the flame was adopted for the Berlin Games in 1936, and the tradition has been observed ever since. The torch used to kindle the flame is first lit by the sun’s rays at Olympia in Greece, and then carried to the site of the Games by relays of runners. Ships and planes are used when necessary.The runners are specially chosen. All of them are hard working and as a result become overachievers. The flame kindles the fire in everyone’s heart to encourage people to go on and on and bring the Olympic spirit into full play.Sample 7Directions: For this part, you are allowed thirty minutes to write a composition of no less than 150 words on My Favorite Month. Remember to write clearly.June is the month that I like best. It is the month that stirs the senses. The weather in June is neither too hot nor too cold.The trees are green again and there are flowers everywhere. The buds of May are in full blossom now and their fragrance fills the air. The birds are back from the South and sing happily all day. The winds of winter were harsh and cold, but the gentle breezes of June are playful and caressing. The colors of winter were somber and gray, but the colors of June are bright and gay. Everyone feels a sense of renewal. People can take off their heavy winter clothes and put on their light summer clothes. Children, who have been kept indoors all winter, are playing outdoors now and anticipating the end of the school term. There is a general feeling of release from care, andeveryone is looking forward to the future with hope. Is it any wonder that June is my favorite month?Sample 8Directions: For this part, you are allowed thirty minutes to write a composition of no less than 150 words on My New Roommate. Remember to write clearly.It was my first day at the institute. I got into the building where I was going to live, and looked at door after door for my name. At last I found it. In the room there was already a student making his bed.After we said “How do you do”to each other, he continued his work, paying no more attention to me. “What a stuck-up fellow,”I thought, I examined the room. It was not different in the fitting and furnishings from any other room I had seen, but it had been thoroughly cleaned –by my new roommate, no doubt.I looked at him. He was thin, short and dark. His hair was like a bundle of straw. His dirty clothes and tired look were clearly sign s of a long travel. His clothes were made of cheap cloth. The coast was too short and the trousers too loose. And he wore a pair of rubber shoes, which were very unfashionable. He did not look like a smart freshman at all. “A yokel”, I concluded.The second time he spoke, his accent told me that he was from the south. “Shall I help you get your luggage from the office?”I did not refuse since I really needed help. He was quick in movement. He walked out of the room and was soon far ahead of me in the corridor.“A good guy,”I said to myself. “I will make friends with him.”I hurried and caught up with him.Sample 9Directions: For this part, you are allowed thirty minutes to write a composition of no less than 150 words on Touring in Guilin (or some other place). Remember to write clearly.It was summer. I came to Guilin by train. As soon as I left the station, a few minutes’bus ride took me to the “Hill of Elephant Trunk”. The Hill of Elephant Trunk is very big and really like an elephant drinking water. The city of Guilin is small. Looking up, I saw mountains around and in front of me. All of the houses seemed to be at the foot of the mountains.The water of the Li River is clear and green. Many ships harbor at the port, which is very near, only a few yards’away. I went to the seven-star park and got on the seven-star rock. Inside the cave is a magnificent sight. The thousand-year-old stone clocks, the stone bamboos, with the explanation of Miss Guide, become alive and glisten in color.Then I came to the “Camel Hill”, which is exactly like a camel. I wanted to ride on its back. The wonder of Guilin lies in its natural beauty, without any artificial element. I rowed in the river and enjoyed it greatly. The rain falls and the mountains are enveloped in steam and fog.Guilin, the small city is unique and like a water color panting, especially a Chinese painting. I want to actualize my potentiality to add to its color.Sample 10Directions: For this part, you are allowed thirty minutes to write a composition of no less than 150 words on My Hobby. Remember to write clearly.My hobby is fishing. I am fond of going fishing, for it is both interesting and instructive—It tempers my willpower.Last Sunday I went fishing with my friend, He Ping. We started at daybreak. After three hours’cycling, we arrived at the outskirts of Hefei and came to a stream. The water is clear and clean. One can see fish swimming. The meadow sprinkled with buttercups slopes to the stream. It is a good place for fishing.In a few minutes everything was ready. Putting the bait of earthworms on the hook, dropping the line into the stream, we sat there fishing with rod in hand. An hour passed. I did not catch a single fish. I lifted the fishing rod time and again. Time and again I was disappointed. There was no fish on the hook. On the other side of the stream, He ping had caught several fish, one of which was very big.“How comes it that you catch fish easily while it is so difficult for me?”I asked.“It’s easy. Only you need to be patient.”He Ping answered. “Make sure that you lift the fishing rod when the whole float has sunk. I’m sure a fish will greet your on the hook.”After a while the floats were swinging. I kept my breath and waited. The floats became still again. “Come on my hook, dear fish.”I was saying to myself. In a moment the floats swung again and then sank abruptly. Just at that moment I lifted my fishing rod. To my delight, I caught a fish. Grinning, I took it off the hook.This gave me a great revelation: Stamina is what we need to achieve success. And it is more important to young people who usually lack it.。