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我的父母英文作文100词(我的家人英语作文100字带翻译)

我的父母英文作文100词(我的家人英语作文100字带翻译)

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我的父母英文作文100词(我的家人英语作文100字带翻译)

我的父母英文作文100词【一】

Dear Mom and Dad,

Although we can only keep in touch with each other by the telephone or the Internet, I wish I could let you know how much I love you and how much I’ve appreciated the things you’ve done for me. Its never too much to say thank you to you, my dear parents.

First and the most important is that thank you for bringing me to this world. During the 20 years, you have done a lot for me, but I haven’t realized how much I love you until I left home to the university. I understand how much effort you have cost to bring me up. Now, I have grown up, I can look after you.

Second, I want to thank you that you give me a good environment to grow up. There is an old saying “Parents are the first teacher to their children”. In my life, you are the typical ones. Because of your good examples I formed the good habit of learning at an early age which benefits my life.

At last, I want to say “thank you” is that you always support my choice. You never forced me to do anything I was not interested in. You told me to pursuit my own dreams without hesitation and you would support me forever. You also told me to how to be a human. Now I become an optimistic and cheerful girl and I feel happy every day.

I really miss you when I am writing this thank you letter. I can’t wait to go home to share more time together with you.You are my most important people in the world and I will love you forever.

Yours,

XXX

我的父母英文作文100词【二】

My dear parents,

The worst is behind us! That was last night's organ concert and the lecture preceding it. Quite frankly I was somewhat worried about this lecture. Since I am not used to giving long talks in French and the hall is enormous: three thousand people. But to my amazement I discovered that I felt as much at home in French as I do in German, and that it was easier for me to speak loudly and clearly in French than in German! I stood there without a manuscript, and within three minutes. I sensed that I had captured my audience more surely than I had ever done before. I spoke for fifty-five minutes, and next came an organ recital that lasted for one hour. I have never been so successful. When the program ended, they all remained in their seats: I had to go back to my organ and play for another half hour; the audience was sorry to leave it was half-past midnight!

Here, the concerts are announced for 9:15, but at that time there's not a soul in the auditorium; toward 9: 30 the first few people arrive, strolling about in the hall and the lobby, and toward ten o'clock, after three rings of a bell, the people deign to finally take their seats!

On Saturday, a grand concert with organ and orchestra is scheduled in the morning, and I have long rehearsals in the evening, for the organ is very difficult to play since the sound is always delayed. Luckily, I'm well rested, and I am managing to overcome the difficulties. Absolutely everyone addresses me as "cher mare"; the art critics settle down in the auditorium during rehearsals; my portrait is displayed in the music stores. It's such fun.

I am staying with Walter at the premier hotel on the grand square with splendid palm trees. I have a view of the square and the entire city all the way to the big mountains forty minutes away from here; they are as high as the Hohnack. I walk over to them every afternoon; it takes me a total of two hours.

The weather is the same as at home on a lovely June day. The men who were waiting for me at the railroad station roared with laugher when they saw Walter and me in overcoats.

As I am writing to you, the square below my window is filled with a terrible din. The king is arriving in an hour, and the troops are now taking up their positions. Tomorrow evening there will be a grand performance at the theater. I have been invited, but I am not going; I want to rest, for I feel too well to risk my excellent condition.

I will close now, otherwise the letter won't go off tonight. It has to be at the post office by four o'clock. There is no night train to France.

Please forward this letter to the Fhretsmanns and to the Woytts.

Hugs and kisses.

Albert