英語手抄報圖聖誕節

　　聖誕節是西方國家一年中最盛大的一個節日，相當於我國的春節。你知道做一份聖誕節的手抄報需要什麼圖片嗎?今天小編給大家帶來了，供大家閱讀和參考。

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　　In the afternoon, I carried my bag and went to school easily. When I came to the classroom, I took the Christmas card happily and smiled with joy, thinking, I will go to dragon English to play the game this afternoon.

　　I turned around and saw that many of my classmates were staring at their Christmas CARDS, and some of them were showing off their Christmas presents.

　　Finally, after school, I rushed to dragon English and hit a lot of people on the road.

　　When I came to dragon English, I saw an empty hall. Time went by quickly, and ten minutes passed, and now there was a sea of people, a sight of traffic.

　　I bring joy, towards the game called "who may take the bait," wow, so many people, but also in line, like long queues, how long is the wait?" It was twenty minutes before I knew it, and finally it was my turn to sit in a chair with a big brother. I walked over to the basin and took the fishnet hook and jumped on the big fish. I went out of my way, and suddenly I found a goal, the game of "hundred of hundred", and I walked happily to it. Enter the game, my enemy is my good friend, so I don't hesitate to threw the sniper, fortunately, table tennis played a roll on the ground, jumped into the chair, I win, the in the mind.

　　After the game was over, I came to the prize and got a prize - I was reluctant to leave long English.

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　　Childhood I have been a lot of Christmas gift, mom and dad always told me that it was from the Santa Claus, also told me Santa Claus wears a red color with a white pompon pointed hat, wearing red cotton-padded jacket and trousers, carrying a large bag, containing all the children's gift. When the twelve o 'clock bell rings, he will appear beside your bed and put your present on the pillow. So the desire for Christmas presents me with a bold idea: to rob Santa.

　　When I was six years old, I finally waited for Christmas and practiced my naive plan. When I had dinner, I rushed downstairs and picked up a thick stick, which I hid in the bed when I had a "robbing tool". In the evening, I went to bed on time, and I looked as if I had done my best. I got into bed, whoops! My leg suddenly hurt, I put my leg out to see, oh my god! On the right side of my thigh I had a scarlet blood print from the wood chip on the stick. My golden bean curd like the Yellow River rushed out of my eyes, and I was bleeding and tears for the project. I try to make myself not to cry out loud, afraid of noisy to mom and dad, because when I was a child mom and dad always said to me: "like fight, rob, call names is doing the wrong thing, children doing the bad thing is that is not a good boy." If they knew I'd robbed Santa, they wouldn't scold me. My eyes were wide open, and I waited for Santa to go to the net, but my determination was shaken by the fact that I was so sleepy. "I must get a gift. I can't sleep." Ouch! Sleep for a while, not much. "" I must not be awake, so I can't sleep. "