關於大學生宿舍文化的英語作文

　　Our Bedroom(我們的寢室)

　　As soon as you enter the house, you will know that it is a girls' bedroom. The first thing to catch your sight is the neatly arranged desks in the middle. On both sider of the room stand four two-deck beds, The quilts are folded in squares. Over each bed there hangs a curtain.

　　Wind-bells are popular in our bedroom. Once you get on the bed, you will hear the sound of jingling bells. Small animals are on each bed. Most of them are silly, funny and lovely. There are somethings particular on Shi Yin's bed. There are Micky Mouse, Donald Duck, a duckling, a baby panda, and a little hedgedog, in addition to three silly bears standing on each other in the figure of a glare, Actually it resembles an out-and-out zoo.

　　I like our bedroom. It gives me a sense of being home. It is a warm and comfortable place to live in.

　　你只要走進房間，你就知道這是女生宿舍。首先映入眼簾的是中間排列整齊的書桌。兩邊是4張雙人床。被子迭得方方正正。每個床上都掛了簾子。

　　我們宿舍風嶺流行。現在一上床，就能聽到丁當丁當的聲音。每個人的.床上還有憨憨的、傻傻的、可愛得很的各種玩具小動物呢。史穎的床上更不得了，米老鼠、唐老鴨、小鴨子、小熊貓、小刺蝟，一應俱全，還外加3只傻熊在疊羅漢，真是貨真價實的“動物園”了。

　　我喜歡我們的宿舍。它給我以家的感覺，是一個溫暖而舒適的居所。

　　On a Harmonious Dormitory Life(建立和諧宿舍)

　　Dormitory life is an indispensable part of college life. But sometimes the harmony in the dormitory will be disturbed in one way or another. For example, some members listen to music late into the night and make those light sleepers restless. Worse still, the smell of some students socks is powerful enough to drive other members out of the room.

　　As is known to all, a harmonious dormitory life is important to college students and benefits all the members. On one hand, we can have a good rest and put our heart into study. On the other hand, we will have a good mood and enjoy being together. In contrast, an unharmonious life will be depressing and counterproductive. There are several ways to create and maintain a harmonious dormitory life. Firstly, you have to evaluate your life style and try to get rid of your dirty habits, if there are any. Secondly, when an annoying situation arises, you?l just have to learn to tolerate each other and co?xist. Thirdly, you?l have to share with each other and make good friends.

　　In conclusion, we should try our best to build a harmonious dormitory life for the purpose of good study and good life.

　　My Dormitory Life(我的宿舍生活)

　　Compared with the forty year old shabby dormitory I am living in now， the one I lived in for three years in high school was heaven： three students shared one brand new suite with air conditioners and a bathroom.

　　In three years time we changed it thoroughly:the color of the floor turned from bright pink into muddy gray， and the closet a hive of insects proliferating among piles of rotten fruit.And our masterpiece was the bathroom， a never drying swamp which served as the habitat of various kinds of mold， and even rodents， rats would occasionally take the trouble to pay us a visit， and.。， all three of us felt like sobbing when we at last had to say good bye to our lovely filthy dormitory. Maybe it is because that the dormitory had changed us as well as we'd changed it.

　　The first lesson our dormitory taught us was to look after ourselves. Frankly speaking， we were not good students at all. I still remember the underwear that was soaked in soapy water for one and a half years before it was finally thrown away. Almost each of the boys' dormitories had gradually developed its own unique “fragrance” usually a mixture of rotten fruit， unwashed socks， stunk towels and some junk food. We could tell one dormitory from another by sniffing instead of looking. Our tolerance towards untidiness was amazing.

　　However， in spite of all this， we really did make some progress. Bit by bit， we started to wash dirty clothes before they stunk， cleaned the garbage bin when it could hold no more trash， we even used brushes in a not-sc-successful attempt to refurbish the floor. The point was that we were not obeying any order， we did every bit of the cleaning for ourselves， because we wanted to live in a better place. Though nothing we did could be called an achievement， it was the first time we fully bore the consequences of our behavior， and took the responsibility.

　　Thus it was not surprising that I often found myself the only one to clean up my university dormitory which looked no better than a garbage bin when my roommates felt normal of it.

　　When talking about our dormitory life， and probably all the dormitory life， we should never leave out one thing. This was what we called “bed talks”。 Though it was considered “illegal，”there was nothing to stop us from deliberately starting a heated discussion right after lights were out. It was our favorite and the only way of ending our day， and we were as punctual for it as our parents are for work. What was the most common topic?Girls， of course! What other topics were there for three energetic adolescent males lying comfortably in bed? We judged them，ranked them， argued over them night after night without feeling the slightest sense of boredom for three whole years. Were we maniacs? Who is not a maniac at eighteen?