My English teacher is Mrs.Zhu. She is 36 years old this year. She is a woman. She is very beautiful and very high. She live in an apartment near the school. Her favorite color is white. Her favourite food is dumplings. She is very kind to us. I love her very much.
　　我的英语老师是朱老师。她今年36岁了。她是一个女人。她很高并且很漂亮。她住学校附近的一所公寓里。她最喜欢的颜色是白色。她最喜欢的食物是饺子。她对我们很好。我很爱她。
My grandfather（我的姥爷）
　　1. My grandfather is very kind to me. He loves me very much. I am the apple of his eye, but when it comes to my study he is very strict. Every day he spends more than one hour examining my homework. With his help, I have been doing well in my studies.
　　
　　2. My grandfather is also warm-hearted to his neighbors and is always ready to help them. One day, a girl who is one of his neighbors injured her leg carelessly. My grandfather took the girl to the hospital at once and paid the fees with his own savings.
　　
　　3. My grandfather is a kind and easy-going man, but now he is living in another city with my aunt. We all miss him very much and I hope that I can go to visit him soon.
　　
　　1. 姥爷很疼爱我.”他也非常喜欢我,把我视为掌上明珠.但一说到学习,他就对我极其严厉.每天他都要花一个多小时检查我的作业.在他的帮助下,我的学习一直非常好.
　　
　　2. 姥爷对邻居也很热心,他总是乐于助人.一天,邻家的女孩不慎伤了腿,姥爷马上带她去医院,并用自己的积蓄帮她支付药费.
　　
　　3. 姥爷是一个热心随和的人.现在他和我阿姨住在另一个城市.我们都很想他,我希望不久就能见到他.

　　My Friend
　　Zhang Dong is my best friend.He entered our class last semester.He is a boy.Both of us are good at English,so we often have a chat in English in our spare time.After school,we often play football together on the playground.He runs so fast that I can not catch up with him.He is an excellent student.He not only gets good marks in all subjects but also is very kind and modest.He loves popular songs and also classical music.
　　There are three people in his family and he is the only child.Hi搜趣网s father is a doctor and his mother is a Beijing Opera actress.Though Zhang Dong's family is wealthy,he is usually simply dressed.He has a dream which is to be a lawyer.
　　Such is my friend,a clever and kind boy.He is highly praised by the teachers and students.

1、I have bought food that I hope will please my mother, and that will be easy for her to eat: orzo salad with little pieces of crayfish cut into it, potato salad, small chunks of marinated tomatoes.　　2、l have brought her a bouquet of crimson, yellow, and salmon-pink snapdragons. She likes the flowers very much.　　3、 As I wipe my mother's face, I see that her skin is still beautiful I hold her chin in my hand and kiss her forehead.　　　　 My mother has no idea that her ninetieth birthday is coming up. She has no notion of the time of day, the day of the week. the season of the year, the year of the century. No notion of the ap搜趣网proaching millennium. And no idea any longer, who I am. Her forgetting of me happened just a few months ago, after I had been traveling for more than a month and hadn't been to see her. When I came back, she asked me if I were her niece, l said no, I was her daughter. "Does that mean I had you?" she asked. 1 said yes. "Where was I when l had you?" she asked me. I told her she was in a hospital in Far Rockaway. New York. "So much has happened to me in my life." she said "You can't expect me to remember everything."　　　　 My mother was once a beautiful woman, but all her teeth are gone now. Toothless. No woman can be considered beautiful. Whenever I visit her in the nursing home, she is sitting at the table in the common dining room, her head in her hands, rocking. Medication has eased her anxiety, but nothing moves her from her stupor except occasional moments of fear, too deep for medication. This is a room that has no windows, that lets in no light, in which an overlarge TV is constantly blaring, sending images that no one looks at where the floors are beige tiles, the walls cream colored at the bottom, papered halfway up with a pattern of nearly invisible grayish leaves. Many of the residents sit staring, slack-jawed, open mouthed. I fifxAYlRIond it impossible to imagine what they might be looking at.　　　　 When I walk into the dining room on the day of my mother's birthday, I see that she has already been served lunch. The staff has forgotten to hold it back. Though I told them a week ago that I would be providing lunch. She hasn’t touched anything on her tray except a piece of carrot cake, which she holds in her hands. The icing is smeared on her hands and fac搜趣网e. I don't want my friends to see her smeared with icing, so I wet a paper towel and wipe her. This fills me with a terrible tenderness, recalling, as it does. a gesture I have performed for my children. As I wipe my mother's face, I see that her skin is still beautiful I hold her chin in my hand and kiss her forehead. I tell her it's her birthday, that she's ninety years old. "How did that happen?" she asks. "I can't understand how that could happen."　　　　 l have brought her a bouquet of crimson, yellow, and salmon-pink snapdragons. She likes the flowers very much. She likes the name. "Snapdragons. It seems like an animal that's going to bite inc. But it's not an animal, it's a plant. That's a funny thing,"　　　　 I have bought food that I hope will please my mother, and that will be easy for her to eat: orzo salad with little pieces of crayfish cut into it, potato salad, small chunks of ma搜趣网rinated tomatoes. I have bought paper plates with a rust-colored background, upon which are painted yellow and gold flowers and blue leaves.　　　　 My friends Nola and Gary come for my mother's birthday. When we are about to leave, I tell my mother that I'm going on vacation, mat I won't see her for three weeks, that 1 am going to the sea. "How will I stand that, how will I stand that's she says, but I know that a minute after I’m gone she'll forget I was there.

Mr.moon, born in France, Chinese Americans, 40 years old, lively, has the sense of humor. In compared with other teachers, he pays more attention to teaching methods, their ways to make his lessons lively and interesting.encourage students to think, to cultivate students' self-study ability. help the students learn how to analyze and solve problems erudite, loved by every student