假期安排英语作文高中
在平时的学习、工作或生活中，大家都有写作文的经历，对作文很是熟悉吧，作文根据体裁的`不同可以分为记叙文、说明文、应用文、议论文。那么你知道一篇好的作文该怎么写吗？下面是小编为大家整理的假期安排英语作文高中，仅供参考，大家一起来看看吧。
My hometown is in the countryside, a very small village. Every summer holiday, my parents always take me back to my hometown to visit my grandparents, and I have the experience of "experiencing life" in the countryside every year.
Every morning, I always sleep to wake up, open my sleepy eyes, a ray of dazzling sunlight already slanting, my eyes can't help but a little. Quickly roll over, get dressed, fold up the quilt, come to the center of the yard, take a deep breath, call... What a refreshing freshness! The hard-working grandmother had already prepared breakfast, although simple, but very nutritious. After breakfast, I began to do my homework, because the brain was so clear in the early morning that I had a burst of inspiration.
After finishing your homework, it's time to relax and find a friend in the village. They were clever and clever, and a common grass in their hands turned into strange shapes, such as a bird, a watch, and a delicate heart... Sometimes they would take me to a lush meadow full of colorful flowers, pale, orange, pink, purple... I gather the various flowers that have been picked up into a bouquet of flowers. The green grass was like a big carpet, soft and fresh. When the mountain blocks the intense light, I will sit or lie on the grass and read. But the happiest thing was to climb the mountain. Our group climbed the mountain from the top of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
The drive of the crazy game often let us forget the heat and lunch, and the grandmother had to call me several times, and I just didn't want to run home. After lunch, lie on the kang, hold the book in the hand not to see ten minutes, the eyelid will not lift up.
The night in the countryside is so wonderful. After dinner, the family sat in the courtyard, cool breeze. The naughty little cat jumped up and down, and then went to sleep. Looking up at the sky, the stars, I began to think.
The happy hour is always too fast, the school year is getting closer and closer. I can't bear to see my grandpa and grandma, but the happy and poetic rural life, can only hope for the next summer.
