初中英語作文我的房間

　　人要生存必須需要的是什麼?衣食住行。你的房間是什麼樣子的呢，寫成英語作文和我們一起分享吧。下面是小編給大家精心挑選的，希望大家喜歡!供你參考和閱讀!

　　篇1

　　My new house has been built, very beautiful. My room is on the left of the one at the edge of the outside. My dad, my mom's room is on the second on the left.

　　Originally, sleep in rats, mosquitoes, flies much bad in the room, don't know how sad, night, suddenly a voice of mouse ran, a look at the next day, there is a mouse and rat hole. In the summer, I often heard cries "weng weng" of mosquitoes and flies, also often bitten by mosquito, body itching. Rainy day, the house often leaks, sometimes even enough to wash basin, I sleep also don't rest, also often have nightmares.

　　Right now, the wall was made of iron, mouse can't bite, mosquitoes and flies to see new house don't come in "guest". In a comfortable sleep, no rats, mosquitoes, and flies, even the dream is a dream, in the evening, there will be no water flowing down suddenly, make the floor is wet.

　　You said my new house?

　　篇2

　　My bookshelf, there are many thick, photo album, there are many photos of our family in different periods. It recorded the changes of our house again and again. In my spare time, I always like to check out these photo albums, touch those old old photos. Thoughts, once again, was taken to the distant past.

　　In my memory, our old house has been blurred. Just remember when I was small, because the house was classified as demolition range, our family was then in uncle's home, and then to build a house in another place. When there are some people moved to humble yard, they are fighting with our family than the poor. Now recall those days, the heart is sour. Because live in uncle home, do what all don't convenient. Every time I always DuRang complain to the mother, the mother cried and stroked my head and said: "we can only bear it again, such as house built, we have own home!" Mother made a small I drunk in the dreams of the future......

　　After half a year, our house built, I excitedly climb - our new home on the third floor. In the face of spacious and beautiful big house, I don't know how delighted I am, thought: no more crowded in a small house, I have their own little world. In the house, the wall is white, soft bed, bare ground tile, very comfortable. Standing on the balcony, atop the, panoramic view of distant mountains near water; It added a lot of fun to our life. Standing on the balcony railings to look down, market, shops around our house, stationery and so on, shopping is extremely convenient. Mother also was full of all kinds of flowers on the balcony, red, green and white, you won't let me, I won't let you, to the eye. Dad was outside the house dug a pond, all kinds of goldfish swimming in the clear water, they add endless fun to our life.

　　The change of the old and the new house, not just a family changes, but also a symbol of the development of the motherland. In recent years, the people of his hometown to accelerate to build or buy a house, is actually accelerate the accumulation of wealth, is our country's rapid economic development. I believe that every family in the future of the housing conditions will change dramatically!

　　篇3

　　I have a room of my own.

　　That is a small but very clean? The nice room. The wall of the water pink, the snow blue wardrobe? Desk and a small bed covered with silver stars of the head of a bed, lying on a comfortable soft bed, staring at the ceiling on the moon? The sun? Lily modelling of soft color dome light, as if place oneself in the palace. Looking at, looking at the, the feeling that I plug in the wings, fly free...

　　I hope that my room is a vivid and interesting fairy tale world. In it I can sing together and kind-hearted princess Snow White, and wearing slipper Cinderella waltz together, and curious Ellie Leonard Norris game together...

　　I also hope that my room is a lush forest. Is the cradle of the branches into bed, quilts are strings of leaves, embroidered with many flowers, study table is made of bamboo, is wisteria luo woven rope swing, I sat on a swing, rainbow flower in her hair of garland, wearing a dress made of lotus leaf, carefree ah, swinging ah...

　　I'd like my room is a small train, so I can open it, to Beijing to see the magnificent Great Wall; To the xinjiang turpan, authors to eat sweet and sour grapes; To the motherland of Tibet, to see the roof of the world; To hainan island, to see the winter in the south China sea; To Harbin, go to the northland glittering and translucent get rid of ice sculpture in the world