langlang0802
Spring 盼望着，盼望着，冬天走了，春的脚步近了。 Looking forward, looking forward to the winter gone, the pace of the spring nearer. 几番绵绵的细雨，洗去了冬天的沉重，一切都像刚睡醒的样子，欣欣然张开了眼。 Several of the continuous drizzle washed away by the heavy winter, Xianggang wake up all the way, Xinxinran open the eyes. 经过雨水的滋润，各种花草树木把大自然装饰一新。 After rain nourishes, all kinds of flowers and trees to a new decorative nature. 园子里的桃树吐出了嫩绿色的小叶子，然后又在叶子中心结出了粉红色的花蕾。 The Peach Garden yard out on the tender green leaves, and then the leaves in the centre bear the pink buds. 那花蕾渐渐地越长越大，越长越红，开出了鲜艳的花朵。 The buds gradually longer, the longer the red, up with the bright flowers. 湖边的柳树挂着嫩绿色的枝条，在微风的吹拂下，犹如一位亭亭玉立的少女翩翩起舞。 Willow Lake tender green branches hanging in the breeze of its tension, like a Tingtingyuli girls dancing. 田野里的小草，这儿一丛，那儿一簇，绿带点儿青，青带点儿嫩，嫩带点儿黄。 Grass in the field here a plexus, where family of the Green Daidianer Green, Green Daidianer soft and tender Daidianer Huang. 这些可爱的小草真像一群顽皮的小男孩，挨挨挤挤地探出了一个个小脑瓜，给田野披上了绿色的春装。 These lovely grass, it was really like a naughty little boy, pay to pay crowded crowded unearthed in a small Naogua, to a green field covered 528131. 淡蓝色的天空中，一只只活泼可爱的小燕子披着一身乌黑光滑的羽毛，展开着一对俊俏轻快的翅膀，翘着一个剪刀似的尾巴，斜着身子在天空中自由地飞翔。 Light-blue sky, a lovely and lively only Xiaoyanzi garb of a black feathers smooth start with one pair of wings Juanxiao lighthearted, Qiaozhao tail like a pair of scissors, Chazhao body in the sky in the freedom to fly. 春风吹拂着清清的河水，河面绽开了朵朵小小的浪花，发出叮叮咚咚的响声。 In the clear spring across the river, the river Zhankai were blossoming small spray issued Dingdingdongdong beep. 风息了，小鱼在河水中游来游去，有的快活地追逐着、嬉戏着；有的将小嘴贴在水面上，顽皮地吹着泡泡；还有的不时跃出水面，水面上荡漾着圈圈涟漪，在阳光的照耀下射出点点金光。 Wind income, fish in the middle reaches of the river to travel to, and some are happy to chase and play with others will Xiaozui affixed to the surface, naughty and blowing bubbles; have the sun above the surface from time to time, on the rippling surface a circle ripples in the sunlight shining Injection little gold. “春天在哪里呀，春天在哪里？春天在我们小朋友的幸福里，……”我不禁哼起了儿歌。 "Where ah spring, the spring where spring in the well-being of our children,……" I can not help but Hengqi the children's songs. 是啊!春天到哪里，哪里就呈现出一片生机。 Is ah! Spring go, where on a life emerged. 祖国的春天是一幅五彩缤纷的画卷万紫千红的春天，真希望它永驻人间。 The spring is a colorful picture scroll万紫千红in the spring, really hope that it Yongzhu world.
哆啦爱梅
Spring Festival is the most important festival in China . 春节是中国最重要的节日 It’s to celebrate the lunar calendar ‘s new year . 它是为了庆祝农历新年 In the evening before the Spring Festival ,families get together and have a big meal . 在春节前夜,家人聚在一起享用丰盛的一餐 In many places people like to set off firecrackers . 在许多地方人们还放鞭炮 Dumplings are the most traditional food . 饺子是最传统的食物 Children like the festival very much ,because they can have delicious food and wear new clothes . 孩子们非常喜欢春节,因为他们可以吃好吃的东西和穿新衣服 They can also get some money from their parents. 他们也可以领到压岁钱 This money is given to children for good luck . 给孩子的这些钱是为了(来年的)好运气 People put New Year scrolls on the wall for good fortune . 人们也用贴年画的方式来乞求好运 The Spring Festival lasts about 15 days long . 春节持续近15天 People visit relatives and friends with the words “Have all your wishes ”. 人们拜访亲戚朋友时会送上一句"万事如意" People enjoy the Spring Festival ,during this time they can have a good rest . 人们享受春节,在这段时间他们可以好好休息一下
Lizzy520520
1、手抄报的四周用红色的曲线作为花边点缀，最上面用英语写上春节，左侧画上灯笼和金元宝，中间写上新年快乐，左侧写新年的祝福语，右侧写我是怎么过新年的。
2、最上方写上新年快乐，左上角和右上角都画上美丽的小兔子，左侧用曲线围个圆圈，写新年的祝福，右侧画个方框，写上小笑话。
3、右上角用英语写上新年快乐，左侧画个大红灯笼，写上关于新年的传说，右侧画一条鱼，写上新年各地的习俗，下方写上年年有余。
4、最上方写上大题目新年快乐，手抄报的中间画一个小灯笼和一条小蛇，左侧写上新的一年，我都要感谢哪些人，右侧写一段关于新年的对话。
5、左上角画上小朋友放鞭炮的场景，中间写上新年快乐，左侧介绍春节在中国的历史，右侧写古时候人们是怎么过新年的。
6、整个手抄报用红色做底，左下角画上小朋友们欢呼雀跃的情景，左侧写上新年的第一天人们怎么庆祝，中间写新年的传统习俗，右侧写我家怎么样过新年。
yolanda甯
在日常生活中，很多老师都会给学生布置有关英语手抄报的作业，不仅可以提升学生的英语成绩，还能够起到增强想象力的作用。今天来给大家介绍一些有关英语手抄报的内容，以帮助进行参考。
o晴天娃娃o
为你提供一篇关于春天的文章吧，应该用的上 ^_^Spring are not always the same.In some years,April bursts upon Virginia hills in one prodigious leap-and all the stage is filled at once,whole choruses of tulips,arabesques of forsythia,cadenzas of flowering plum.The trees grow leavws overnight. In other years,spring tipoes in.It pauses,overcome by shyness,like my grandchild at the door,peeping in,ducking out of sight,giggling in the hallway."I know you are out there,"I cry."Come in”And April slips into our arms. The dogwood bud, pale green,is inlaid with russet markings.Within the perfect cup a score of clustered seeds are nestled.One examines the bud in awe:Where were those seeds a month ago?The apples display their milliner's scraps of ivory silk,rose-tinged.All the sleeping things wake it,feel it, crumble April in your hands. Look to the rue anemone,if you will,or the pea patch,or to the stubborn weed that thrusts its shoulders through a city street.This is how it was,is now,and ever shall be, the world without end.In the serene certainty of spring recurring,who fear the distant fall?
