经济管理学院 统计学 孙雨薇 2012103018

One Memorable Experience

During a very cold day in the winter, the year of 2006, some of neighbors and I, stood on the street discussing about the place where we ought to bury the mother cat.

In October of 2006, I came across a pregnant female cat and it settled in our yard later. Soon it became a mother of two kitties. People in the yard fed the cats can be due to the fact that it was so cold that they can’t live without food, water and warmth. The thing took place on a cold morning of November, when I took away the rubbish, I saw the mother cat squatting down where we often fed them in silence with one of kitties who was more beautiful than the other lying on the cement court. It seemed that someone drowned it because of wetness. Sad as I was, my neighbors with me buried it in the garden of our yard with the mother cat watching. I knew its sadness what it couldn’t say. After that, I fed the last one and the mother cat, but the mother cat saw food instead of eating.

In the afternoon, when I planned to go out to the supermarket, one of neighbors told me that the mother cat died. I hurried to go there. But someone had buried the mother cat. It was heard that the mother cat wanted to hold the last kitty that ran around the yard in the mouth, but a military vehicle ran into it. It tried its best to hold the kitty in the mouth getting to the safe place and gave a loud cry with misery and bleakness to attract attention until someone found out them. Then, it died. The kitty was left alone owing to it lost its families in that day. Fortunately, a businesswoman took it in. Blood had solidified before some of neighbors and I buried the mother cat in the same garden. It was the first time that I have buried two cats. I cried in silence. It was memorable in my life.

Such an incident teaches us a good moral. Our society is full of love and warmness. For example there are Protection Institutes all around the world. But it still remains cruelty. Animals are our friends and we should not kill them. Some individuals have abnormal mentality aiming at animals. And some people hate them because they are not clean. But these are not reasons that we should kill them.

At the same time, we can not emphasize safety too much. Mothers’ love arouses our feelings. Just like a famous sentence goes,” Mothers’ love is the grandest power in the world”.

第二篇：Narrative 叙事英语作文

Alice Guo

Mr. Tinsley

Sept. 23th 2013

Personal Narrative (first draft)

Gone with the cheers

“Come on!! Chase her!! You can do it!” The inflammatory sound of cheers keeps ringing in my head, but the cheers of encouragement become softer and softer. This was my first Sports Meeting in my middle school. It was hosted on Sept. 20th; just a few days later thanthe new semesterhad begun. As a freshman, everything was new to me. I found it strangethat I couldn’trush in the hallways any more.I oftenwas lost in the campus and could not find the way to thedormitory. I had never tried those wired food before I came here.

Most of the time, you could see me sitting on that cold but smooth chair, staring at a small black fly rushing around the whitest wall. It flew without knowing direction, without rhyme or reason. So abrupt, isn’t it?

I wasn’t adaptable at all, never. Being pulled apart from my old friends made me feel sad. When I laid stiffly on my stiff wood bed, I was lonely and isolated.

A few days later, my advisor had a seriousconversation with me. He said he was aware that I was too solitary to make friends. “You should be outgoing and be open. Do you want to be alone all the time?” I nodded subconsciously, suddenly I realized something, and shook my head abruptly.

Through that conversation, my advisor knew that I was good at running, and I had won many prizes. So I became a part of the sports team.

I sat alone on the bench of the playground, gazing at the blurry figures. Cheers and laughter filled the entire space. A pleasant smell was coming,accompanied by the gentle breeze. Three girlsappeared. They stared at me with curiousness. “I am Xia Xia, call me Summer. I have been noticing you for a while. You are so quiet. What is your name?” That girl with short black hair asked, mouth slightly up. I began to talk with them. After introductions, I knew they were the members of the sports team just like me, and we were going to participate in a relay race

game. “ From now on, we are partners! ”The other girl patted me on the shoulder. She was short but athletic. “Yeah! Our team will be the best! Just wait! LOSERS!” The girl with the blue hair band cheered. She posed like a gunner holding a gun, strafed in the air. We looked at each other andlaughed out loud.

Under the clear blue sky, we ran with abandon. They held my hand, sang songs without tune, waved arms together and going around in circles. Sunshine was floating on our faces brightly. From that moment on, we were connected. We started hanging out together. Telling jokes, gossiping and making fun of each other. I was no longer alone. We practiced everyday. Ran around the playground over and over again. We always stuck it out until we were out of

breath and our legs hardly moved. Our shirts got wet, with uncountable beads of sweat that dropped from our forehead. Exhausted but happy, we did everything we could do to improveour running skills. Because we were going to join the relay race, the heart connections were very important. We did pass- and receive

combinations of thousands time, to ensure we could save time on it and pass the relay baton accurately. We tried to increase our awareness so we could predict each other’s every move between the team.

The big day came. It was a little chilly in the morning. Sunshine was so soft, been blew away of the stronger wind. We were standing on the race, with calm and aplomb. I was the anchor leg, which got a lot of pressure: No matter how fast the other teams are, I was supposed to, should to chase them.

With the red smog appeared on the screen, a transient gunshot made everyone bleed out. Like the moment was frozen. I stood in that, waiting for my girls. More and more near, almost here! We were the second one. Summer looked fierce in the high speed. When she handed the baton on my hand, I rushed out like a narrow. I got to win! I told myself. The wind blows hard near my ear, making a roaring noise.Another girl chased up me. She accelerated. The cheers were rolling. I cannot let others down! I cannot be behind! I waved my arms faster like a super machine, so as my legs.The only thing that I could see was theribbon in the finishing line.

Only 50 meters left! I exhaust all my strength to run faster. And the cheers

surrounded me, loud but hopeful. I closed my eyes and let myself bump ahead. Nearer!Almost there! I tried best to step farther and father. At that moment, like the whole world has been frozen, I felt I touched a ribbon. We won!!! The other three girls rushed to me, hold each other tightly. We go around and around, high five and jumped. The auditorium had boiled, too. Cheers and laughterstayed a very long time. Finally, racking with the wind and lightening and disappeared.