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四年级英语短文小故事

四年级英语短文小故事It was a sunny day, and the students of Class 4-1 were excited for their English lesson. Their teacher, Miss Li, had asked them to write a short story in English, and they couldn't wait to share their creativity with the class.Tommy was the first to raise his hand. "I have a story about a little boy who found a magic pencil," he said eagerly. The class listened intently as Tommy described how the boy used the pencil to draw a door that led to a world of talking animals and friendly giants.Next, it was Lily's turn. She told a story about a girl who discovered a hidden treasure in her backyard. The class was captivated as Lily described the girl's adventures as she solved riddles and puzzles to find the treasure.As the students took turns sharing their stories, Miss Li was impressed by their imagination and language skills. She encouraged them to use descriptive words and dialogue to make their stories more interesting.After the last student had finished sharing, Miss Li praised the class for their hard work and creativity. She reminded them to always proofread their writing and make sure it made sense.The bell rang, signaling the end of the lesson. The students left the classroom with a sense of accomplishment, eager to continue writing more stories in English.As they walked out of the classroom, Tommy turned to Lily and said, "I can't wait to write more stories. Maybe one day we can even publish a book together!"Lily smiled and nodded. "That would be amazing," she said. "Let's keep writing and dreaming big!"And with that, the students of Class 4-1 went on their way, full of inspiration and excitement for the future. Who knows what amazing stories they will create next?。

英文幼儿小故事

英文幼儿小故事Title: The Little Red Hen.Once upon a time, there was a little red hen who lived on a farm. One day, she found some grains of wheat and decided to plant them. She asked the other animals on the farm if they would help her, but they all said no. So, the little red hen worked hard all by herself to plant the wheat, water it, and watch it grow.When the wheat was ready to be harvested, the little red hen again asked the other animals if they would help her. Once more, they all refused. So, she harvested the wheat all by herself, and then asked if anyone would help her grind the wheat into flour. The other animals still said no.Undeterred, the little red hen baked the flour into a delicious loaf of bread. The smell of the freshly baked bread wafted through the farm, and suddenly, all the animals wanted to help her eat it. But the little red hen remembered how they had refused to help her before, so she simply said, "No, I will eat it all by myself."And that's exactly what she did, enjoying thefruits of her labor all alone.题目: 小红母鸡。

【最新推荐】乌鸦喝水英语小故事-推荐word版 (4页)

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小编今天就为大家带来乌鸦喝水的故事英语，欢迎阅读。

乌鸦喝水的故事一Near a big rock there is a bottle,some water is in the bottle, a crow is hot and thirsty , he comes to the bottle, and stands next to the bottle, but he can't drink the water ,because the bottle neck is veny long. He thinks and thinks ,then flys away. Aftre a while ,he comes back with a small stone in his mouth. He goes up to the bottle and puts the stone into the bottle, the water in the bottle comes upto it's neck.the crow drink the water, he is very happy.翻译：一块大石头附近有一个瓶子，瓶子中有一些水，一只乌鸦又热又渴，他来到瓶子旁边，但他喝不到水，因为瓶颈很长。

他想了想，然后飞走了。

当他回来后，嘴里叼着一块小石头。

他走到瓶子，把石头放进瓶子，瓶子里的水涨到瓶颈处，乌鸦终于喝到了水，他很高兴。

rock[英][rɒk][美][rɑ:k]n.岩石，石头; 摇滚乐; 棒糖; <非正式>宝石(尤指钻石);v.摇晃; 摇动; 震动;vi.演奏摇滚乐; 随摇滚乐起舞;crow[英][krəʊ][美][kroʊ]n.乌鸦; 雄鸡的啼声;vi.公鸡啼鸣，报晓; 欢呼; (尤指在其他人不成功时)扬扬自得地夸口;乌鸦喝水的故事二有一年夏天，天气特别的炎热，好多天都没下过一次雨了，炎热的太阳晒得地皮都发烫，小河和池塘的水都干了，人们只好从井里打水喝。

(完整word版)英语寓言小故事与情境对话

一、Once there were two mice。

They were friends. One mouse lived in the country; the other mouse lived in the city. After many years the Country mouse saw the City mouse；he said, ”Do come and see me at my house in the country。

" So the City mouse went. The City mouse said, ”This food is not good，and your house is not good。

Why do you live in a hole in the field？You should come and live in the city. You would live in a nice house made of stone。

You would have nice food to eat。

You must come and see me at my house in the city." The Country mouse went to the house of the City mouse。

It was a very good house。

Nice food was set ready for them to eat。

But just as they began to eat they heard a great noise。

The City mouse cried，”Run! Run! The cat is coming!" They ran away quickly and hid。

After some time they came out. When they came out，the Country mouse said, ”I do not like living in the city。

(完整word版)小学生英语故事短文五篇

小学生英语故事短文五篇英语短篇小故事介绍一：老鼠开会Long ago, there was a big cat in the house. He caughtmany mice while they were stealing food.从前，一所房子里面有一只大猫，他抓住了很多偷东西的老鼠。

One day the mice had a meeting to talk about the way to dealwith their common enemy. Some said this, and some said that.一天，老鼠在一起开会商量怎样对付他们共同的仇家。

会上大家各有各的主张，最后，一只小老鼠站出来说他有一个好想法。

At last a young mouse got up, and said that he had a goodidea.最后，一只小老鼠站出来说他有一个好想法。

"We could tie a bell around the neck of the cat. Thenwhen he comes near, we can hear the sound of the bell,and run away."“我们能够在猫的脖子上绑一个铃铛，那么若是他抵达周边，我们听到铃声就能够马上逃跑。

”Everyone approved of this proposal, but an old wise mousegot up and said, "That is all very well, but who will tie thebell to the cat?" The mice looked at each other, but nobodyspoke.大家都同意这个建议，这时一只聪颖的老耗子站出来说：“这的确是个绝妙的想法，但是谁来给猫的脖子上绑铃铛呢?”老鼠们面面相觑，谁也没有说话。

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儿童英语小故事带翻译： What Animals are the sea ?There are all kinds of animals in the sea . Look ! They are coming . This is an octopus . The octopus is spraying ink . This is a shark . The shark has sharp teeth . This is a whale . The whaleshoots water into the air . This is a sea turtle . The sea turtle has a hard shell . These are starfishes . The starfishes have five legs . These are angelfishes . The angelfishes have beautiful colors . Thisis a lobster . The lobster has strong claws . This is a jellyfish . The jellyfish has a soft body . They are different . But all of them live in the sea .儿童英语小故事带翻译：海里有什么动物?在海洋里有各种各样的动物。

(完整版)四年级英语阅读理解20篇(可编辑修改word版)

四年级英语阅读理解20 篇阅读短文, 选择正确答案. Passage 1姓名：It’s Children’s Day today. Every student is happy. They bring their toys to the classroom and have a toy show.There is a small toy car on the desk. It can run very fast. It’s Peter’s favorite toy. Lily has a lovely doll. It is on the chair. The doll has golden hair and blue eyes. It wears a dress. Look at the plane on the shelf. Mike says it can fly. There is a ma n in it. And there is a boat on the desk. It is not big, but it’s new. Zhou Jie likes it very much.There are so many toys. They are all beautiful. The students play with the toys happily.( )1. What day is today? Today is .A. Children’s DayB. Teachers’ DayC. Spring Festival( )2. What color are the doll’s eyes? They areA. brownB. blackC. blue( )3. Where is the plane? It’sA. on the deskB. on the chairC. on the shelf( )4. What’s Zhou Jie’s favorite toy?It’s a .A. planeB. boatC. car( )5. Is the boat new?A. No, it isn’t.B. Yes, it is.C. Yes, it doesPassage 2阅读下面对话，判断句子，正确的写“T” ，错误的写“F” 。

四年级上册英语小故事简短

Once upon a time, in a small village, there lived a little boy named Timmy. Timmy loved to explore the woods near his house. One sunny day, he decided to go on a big adventure.Timmy packed a small bag with a sandwich, a bottle of water, and a map. He waved goodbye to his mom and set off into the woods. As he walked, he saw beautiful flowers, chirping birds, and a babbling brook.Suddenly, Timmy heard a soft sound. He followed the sound and found a tiny, shivering kitten. The kitten was lost and scared. Timmy felt sorry for the kitten and decided to help it.He wrapped the kitten in his sweater and carried it in his arms. They walked together, following the map back to the village. When they arrived, Timmy's mom was so happy to see them both safe.From that day on, the kitten became Timmy's best friend. They played together every day, and Timmy learned that sometimes, the greatest adventures come from helping others.And they all lived happily ever after.这个故事讲述了一个名叫蒂米（Timmy）的小男孩如何在森林中发现了一只迷路的小猫，并帮助它找到回家的路。

四年级英语小故事短篇

四年级英语小故事短篇
在一片翠绿的校园里，有一间充满欢声笑语的教室，这里是一群四年级的小学生学习的地方。

今天，他们上了一节英语课。

课堂上，老师正在讲解英语单词，同学们都聚精会神地听讲。

然而，有一位小学生却在犯困，思绪飘到了窗外。

这位小学生名叫小明，他非常喜欢画画。

这天，他坐在教室里，心里却在想着外面的鸟儿和阳光。

突然，他听到老师叫了他的名字。

原来，老师发现小明走神了，想要提醒他注意力集中。

小明慌张地抬起头，发现全班同学的目光都集中在自己身上，脸上泛起了红晕。

老师温和地对小明说：“小明，你知道为什么我叫你吗？上课的时候我们要认真听讲，这样才能学到知识。

你觉得刚才我讲的那个英语单词重要吗？”小明低着头，小声地说：“重要。

”老师微笑着说：“那我们现在一起来复习一下。

”于是，老师带领全班同学一起朗读那个单词。

在小明的记忆中，英语课总是枯燥无味的。

但今天，他在老师的引导下，发现英语课也可以这么有趣。

在这堂课上，他不仅学到了新知识，还纠正了自己上课走神的坏习惯。

下课后，小明主动找到了老师，说：“老师，谢谢您今天提醒我。

以后我一定会认真上课，努力学习。

”
老师欣慰地笑了，鼓励小明说：“只要你努力，我相信你一定能成为一名优秀的英语学生。

”从那天起，小明变得更加勤奋，英语成绩也在不断提高。

这个故事告诉我们，在学习的道路上，我们要时刻保持专注，才能取得好成绩。

四年级英语小故事

四年级英语小故事It was a sunny day, and the students of the fourth grade were excited for their English class. Their teacher, Miss Li, had promised to tell them a special story today. As soon as the bell rang, the students quickly settled down in their seats, eager to hear what Miss Li had in store for them."Good morning, class!" Miss Li greeted them with a warm smile. "Today, I'm going to tell you a story about a little boy named Tim and his adventures with his friends."The students listened attentively as Miss Li began to weave the tale of Tim and his friends. Tim was a curious and adventurous boy who loved to explore the world around him. One day, he and his friends, Lily and Mike, decided to go on a treasure hunt in the forest near their school.As they ventured deeper into the forest, they came across a mysterious cave. Tim, being the brave one, suggested that they go inside to see what they could find. The cave was dark and damp, but the friends pressed on, their excitement growing with each step they took.Suddenly, they heard a faint sound coming from the depths of the cave. It was the sound of someone crying! Tim, Lily, and Mike followed the sound and soon discovered a baby bear trapped in a pit. Without hesitation, they worked together to rescue the baby bear and reunite it with its mother.The students were captivated by the story, and they couldn't wait to hear what happened next. Miss Li continued to narrate how Tim and his friends became local heroes for their brave and selfless act. The townspeople praised them for their courage and kindness, and the mayor even awarded them with medals for their bravery.The story of Tim and his friends taught the students the importance of courage, friendship, and helping others in need. It also reminded them that even the smallest acts of kindness can make a big difference in the world.As Miss Li finished the story, the students applauded and thanked her for sharing such an inspiring tale. They realized that they too could be like Tim and his friends, and they made a pact to always look out for each other and lend a helping hand whenever they could.The bell rang, signaling the end of the English class. The students left the classroom with a newfound sense of determination and compassion, eager to embark on their own adventures and make a positive impact on the world around them. And as they walked out into the sunshine, they knew that they would always remember the story of Tim and his friends, and the valuable lessons it had taught them.。

(完整word版)英语短篇小说TheSwingByMaryGavell

The SwingBy Mary GavellAs she grew old, she began to dream again. She had not dreamed much in her middle years; or, if she had , the busyness of her days, converging on her the moment she awoke, had pushed her dreams right out of her head, and any fragments that remained were as busy and prosaic as the day itself. She had only the one son, James, but she had also mothered her younger sister after their parents died, and she had done all of the office work during the years when her husband’s small engineering firm was getting on its feet. And Julius’s health had not been too good, even then; it was she who had mowed the lawn and had helped Jamie to learn to ride his bicycle and pitched balls to him in the backyard until he learned to hit them.But she was dreaming again now, as she had when she was a child. Oh, not the lovely foolish dreams of finding oneself alone in a candy store, or the horrible dreams of being pursued through endless corridors without doors by nameless terrors. But as her days grew in quietness and solitude – for James was grown and gone, and Julius was drawing in upon himself, becoming every day more small and chill and dim –color and life and drama were returning to her dreams.But on that first night when she heard the creak of the swing, she did not think that she was dreaming at all. She had been lying in bed quite awake, she thought, in the little room that used to be Jamie’s –for nowadays her reading in bed, and afterward her tossing and turning, disturbed Julius. The swing was not an ordinary one. Julius had put it up, in one of the few flashes of poetry in all his worrisome, hardworking life, when Jamie was only a baby and nowhere near old enough to swing in it. The ladder Julius had was not tall enough, and he had to buy a new one, for the tree was tremendous and the branch on which he proposed to hang the swing arched a full forty feet from the ground, and much thought and consideration and care were given to the chain, and the hooks, and the seat. The swing was suspended from so high, and its arc was so wide, that riding in it was like sailing through the air with the leisurely swoop of a wheeling bird. One seemed to travel from one horizon to the other. And how proud Julius had been of it when Jamie was old enough to swing in it, and the neighborhood children had stood around to admire and be given a turn, for there was no other swing like it.The swing was hardly ever used now; it was only a treat, once in a while, for a visiting child, and occasionally when she was outside working in her flower border she would sit and rest in it for a moment or two, idling, pushing herself a little with a toe. But the rhythmic creak of the chains was so familiar that she could not mistake it, she thought. Could the wind be strong enough to move it, if it came from the right angle? She finally gave up thinking about it and went to sleep.Nor did she think of it the next day, for they were due for Sunday dinner at James’s house. He lived in a suburb on the opposite side of the city – just the right distance away, she often thought, far enough so that aging parents could not meddleand embarrass and interfere, but near enough so that she could see him fairly often. She loved him with all her heart, her dear, her only son. She was enormously proud of him, too; he was a highly paid mathematician in a research foundation, and expert in a field so esoteric that she had given up trying to grasp its point. But secretly she took some credit, for it was she – who had kept the engineering firm’s books balanced and done the income tax – who had played little mathematical games with him before he had ever gone to school and had sat cross-legged with him on the floor tossing coins to test the law of probability. Oh, they had had fun together in all sorts of ways; they had done crossword puzzles together, and studied the stars together, and read books together that were over his head and sometimes over hers too. And he had turned out well; he was a scholar, and a success, and a worthy citizen, and he had a pretty wife, a charming home, and two handsome children. She could not have asked for more. He was the light and the warmth of her life, and her heart beat fast on the way to his house.She drove. She had always enjoyed driving, and nowadays Julius, who used to insist on doing it himself, let her do it without a word. They drove in silence mostly, but her heart was as light as the wind that blew on her face, and she hummed under her breath, for she was on her way to see James. Julius said querulously, “I could have told you you’d get into a lot of traffic this way and you’d do better to go by the river road, but I knew you wouldn’t listen,”but she was so happy that she forbore to mention that whenever she took the river road he remarked how much longer it was, and only answered, “I expect you’re quite right, Julius. We’ll come back that way.”They did go home by the river road, and it seemed very long; she was a little depressed, as she often was when she returned from James’s house. “I love him with all my heart”– the words walked unbidden into her mind –“but I wish that when I ask him how he is he wouldn’t tell me that there is every likelihood that the Basic Research Division will be merged with the Statistics Division.” He had kissed her on the cheek, and Anne, his wife, had kissed her on the cheek, and the two children had kissed her on the cheek, and he had slipped a footstool under her feet and had seated his father away from drafts, and they had had a fire in the magnificent stone fireplace the architect had dreamed up and the builder added to the cost, and Anne had served them an excellent dinner, and the children had, on request, told her of suitable A’s in English and Boy Scout merit badges. They had asked her how she had been, and she told them, in a burst of confidence, that she had had the ancient piano tuned and had been practicing an hour a day. They looked puzzled. “What are you planning to do with it, Mother?” Anne asked. “Oh, well nothing, really,” she said, embarrassed. She said later on that she had been reading books on China for she was so terribly ignorant about it, and they asked politely how her eyes were holding up, and when she said that she was sick of phlox and was going to dig it all up and try iris, James said mildly, “You really shouldn’t do all that heavy gardening anymore, Mother.”They were loving, they were devoted, and it was the most pleasant of ordinary family Sunday afternoons. James told her that he had another salary increase, and that the paper he had delivered before the Mathematical Research Institute had been, he felt he could say without exaggeration, most well received, and that they were getting a new stationwagon. But what, she wondered, did he feel, what did he love and hate, and what upset him or made him happy, and what did he look forward to? Nonsense, she thought, I can’t expect him to tell me his secret thoughts. People can’t, once they’re grown, to their parents. But the terrible fear rose in her that these were his secret thoughts, and that was all there was.That night she heard the swing again, the gentle, regular creak of the chains. What can be making that noise, she wondered, for it was a still night, with surely not enough wind to stir the swing. She asked Julius the next day if he ever heard a creaking sound at night, a sound like the swing used to make. Julius peered out from his afghan and said deafly, “Hah?” and she answered irritably, “Oh, never mind.” The afghan maddened her. He was always chilly nowadays, and she had knitted the afghan for him for Christmas, working on it in snatches when he was out from under foot for a bit, with a vision of its warming his knees as they sat together in the evenings, companionably watching television, or reading, or chatting. But he sat less and less with her in the evenings; he went to bed very early nowadays, and he had taken to wearing the afghan daytimes around his shoulders like a shawl. She was sorry immediately for her irritation, and she tried to be very thoughtful of him the rest of the day. But he didn’t seem to notice; he noticed so little now.Other things maddened her too. She decided that she should get out more and, heartlessly abandoning Julius, she made a luncheon date with Jessie Carling, who had once been a girl as gay and scatterbrained as a kitten. Jessie spent the entire lunch discussing her digestion and the problem of making the plaids match across the front in a housecoat she was making for herself. A couple of days later, she paid a call on Joyce Simmons, who had trouble with her back and didn’t get out much, and Joyce told her in minute detail about her son, dwelling, in full circumstantial detail, on the virtues of him, his wife, and his children. She held her tongue, though it was hard. My trouble, she thought wryly, is that I think my son is so really superior that a kind of noblesse oblige forces me not to mention it.The next time she heard it was several nights later. She sat up in bed and, half aloud, said, “I’m not dreaming, and it certainly is the swing!” She threw on her robe and her slippers and went downstairs, feeling her way in the dark carefully, for though sounds seemed not to reach Julius, lights did wake him. Softly she unlocked the back door and, stepping out into the moonlight, picked her way through the wet grass and in sight of the big oak, she saw it swooping powerfully through the air in its wide arc, and the shock it gave her told her that she had not really believed it. There was a child in the swing, and she paused with a terrible fear clutching at her. Could it be a sleepwalking child from somewhere in the neighborhood? And would it be dangerous to call out to the child, or would it be better to go up and put out a hand to catch the swing gently and stop it? She walked nearer softly, afraid to startle the child, her heart beating with panicky speed. It seemed to be a little boy and, she noticed, he was dressed in ordinary clothes, not pajamas, as a sleepwalker might be. Nearer she came, still undecided what she should do, shaking with fear and strangeness.She saw then that it was James. “Jamie?’she cried out questioningly, and immediately shrank back, feeling that she must be making some kind of terriblemistake. But he looked and saw her, and, bright in the moonlight, his face lit up, as it had used to do when he saw her, and he answered gaily, “Mommy!”She ran to him and stopped the swing – he had slowed down when he saw her –and knelt on the mossy ground and put her arms around him and he put his arms around her and squeezed tight. “I’m so glad to see you!” she cried. “It’s been such a long time since I’ve seen you!”“I’m glad to see you too,” he cried, grinning, and kissed her teasingly behind the ear, for he knew it gave her goose bumps. “You know,” he said, “I like this airplane, and sometimes I go r-r-r-r- and that’s the engine.”“Well,” she said, “it is sort of like flying. Like an airplane, or maybe like a bird. Do you remember, Jamie, when you use to want to be a bird and would wave your arms and try to fly?”“That was when I was a real little kid,” he said scornfully.She suddenly realized that she didn’t know how old he was. One tooth was out in front; could that have been when he was six? Or seven? Surely not five? One forgot so much. She couldn’t very well ask him; he would think that very odd, for a mother, of all people, should know. She noticed, then, his red checked jacket hanging on the nail on the tree; Julius had given him that jacket for his sixth birthday, she remembered now; he had loved it and had insisted on carrying it with him all the time, even when it was too warm to wear it, and Julius had driven a little nail in the oak tree for him to hang it on while he swung; the nail was till there, old and rusty.“Mommy, how high does an airplane fly?” he asked.“Oh, I don’t know,” she said, “two thousand feet, maybe.”“How much is a foot?”“Oh, about as long as Daddy’s foot – I guess that’s why they call it that.”“Have people always been the same size?”“Well, not exactly. They say people are getting a little bigger, and that most people are a little bigger than their great-granddaddies were.”“Well [she saw the trap too late], then if feet used not to be as big, why did they call it a foot?”“I don’t know. Maybe that isn’t why they call it a foot. We should look it up in the dictionary.”“Does dictionary tell you everything?”“Not everything. Just about words and what they mean and how they started to mean that.”“But if there’s a word for everything, and if a dictionary tells you about every word, then how can it help but tell you about everything?”“Well,” she said, “you’ve got a good point there. I’ll have to think that one over.”Another time he would ask, “Why is it, if the world is turning round all the time, we don’t fall off?”“Gravity. You know what a magnet is. The earth is just like a big magnet.”“But where is the gravity? If you pick up a handful of dirt, it doesn’t have any gravity.”“Well, I don’t know. The center of the earth, I guess. Well, I don’t really know,”she said.She felt as if the wheels of her mind, rusty from disuse, were beginning to turn again, as if she had not engaged in a real conversation, or thought about anything real, in so long that she was like a swimmer out of practice.They talked for an hour, and then he said he had to go, with the conscientious keeping track of time he had used to show when it was time to go to school.“See you later, alligator,” he said, and the answer sprang easily to her lips: “After a while, crocodile.”He came every night or two after that, and she lay in bed in happy anticipation, listening for the creak of the swing. She did not go out in her robe again; she hastily dressed herself properly, and put on her shoes, for she had always felt that a mother should look tidy and proper. There by the swing they sat, and they talked about the stars and where the Big Dipper was, and about what you do about a boy who is sort of mean to you at school all the time, not just now and then, the way most children are to each other, only they don’t especially mean it, and about what you should say in Sunday school when they say the world was made in six days but your mother has explained it differently, and about why the days get shorter in winter and longer in summer.She bloomed; she sang around the house until even Julius noticed it, and said, disapprovingly, “You seem to be awfully frisky lately.”And when Anne phoned apologetically to say that they would have to call off Sunday dinner because James had to attend a committee meeting, she was not only perfectly understanding – as she always tried to be in such instances – but she put down the phone with an utterly light heart, and took up her song where she had left it off.Then one night, after they had talked for an hour, Jamie said, “I have to go now, and I don’t think I can come again, Mommy.”“Okay,”she said, and whatever reserve had supplied the cheerful matter-of-factness with which she had once taken him to the hospital to have his appendix out, when he was four, came to her aid and saw to it that there was not a tremor in her voice or a tear in her eye. She kissed him, and then she sat and watched as he walked down the little back lane that had taken him to school, and off to college, and off to a job, and finally off to be married – and he turned, at the bend in the road, and waved to her, as he always used to do.When he was out of sight, she sat on the soft mossy ground and rested her arms in the swing and buried her face in them and wept. How long she had sat there, she did not know, when a sound made her look up. It was Julius, standing there, frail and stooped, in the moonlight, in his nightshirt with the everlasting afghan hung around his thin old shoulders. She hastily tried to rearrange her attitude, to somehow make it look as if she was doing something quite reasonable, sitting there on the ground with her head pillowed on the swing in the middle of the night. Julius had always felt she was a little foolish and needed a good deal of admonishing, and now he would think she was quite out of her mind and talk very sharply to her.But his cracked old voice spoke mildly. “He went off and left his jacket,” he said.She looked, and there was the little red jacket hanging on the nail.。

(完整word版)小学英语教学小故事

小学英语教学小故事小学生的荣誉感很强，好胜心更强，遇事总想比个高低，争个优先。

我抓住儿童心理的这一特征，课上，我充分利用图片，让他们游戏、表演、竞赛，在愉快的、有意义的情景中发现、归纳、创造。

复习食物类单词时，我借助图片让学生做游戏，巩固所学的语言知识。

我把学生分成A、B、C三组，A组代表fruit，B组代表food。

我先对A组说：“I like fruit very much，What’s your favourite fruit？”A组的一位学生说：“I like mangoes.Miss Xu.many I have a mango , please？”我就把带有mango的图片递给A组的这位同学。

以同样的方式将带有的食品的图片交给A、B二组，然后要求持图片的学生随意地站成一个圆圈，让C组做游戏。

我说：“Put the fruit on the desk，Put the food on the chair。

”C组评出他们中谁做得对，谁做错了，把自己的图片错放在别人的地方，对方就得到这张图片。

接下来叫A组学生说出fruit包括哪些，依次类推。

哪组说错单词，哪组就要对方图片，最后决出哪组的图片多，教师就奖励冠军队。

这样，不仅参加游戏的学生的热情高涨，就是在座位上的学生也积极参与学习过程。

--------------------------------------------------------让每个孩子都成为主角蔷薇在英语课堂上，教师机敏的教学机智应表现在对孩子主体的尊重，表现为对孩子的体验的理解等，而更多地则表现在让每一个学生都成为主角。

英语课上，每次积极举手的往往都是那些英语佼佼者，但是那些不敢举手的中等生或差生更需要关注。

记得一次，我上课提问，有一个学生平时成绩很一般，上课极少举手，可这一次我从他期待的眼神中，发现他很想回答，但又不敢举手。

我带着鼓励的语气叫了他，他的回答有些紧张，发音也有些错误。

(完整word版)四年级英语绘本故事

绘本阅读材料In the light of the moon, a little egglies on a leaf.On Sunday morning the warm suncomes up and –pop!- out of the eggcomes a tiny and very hungrycaterpillar.He starts to look for some food.On Monday morning, he eats through one apple, but heis still hungry. On Tuesday morning, he eats through two pears, but heis still hungry.On Wednesday morning, he eats through three plums, but heis still hungry. On Thursday morning, he eats through four strawberries, but he is still hungry.On Friday morning, he eatsthrough five oranges, but he is still hungry. On Saturday morning, he eats through one piece of chocolate cake,one ice-cream cone, one pickle, one slice of Swiss cheese, one slice of salami,one lollipop, one piece of cherry pie, one sausage, one cupcake andone slice of watermelon. That night, he has got a stomachache. The next day is Sunday again. The caterpillar eats through one nice green leaf, and after that he feelsmuch better.Now he isn’t hungry any more—and he isn’t a little caterpillar any more. He is a big, fat caterpillar. He builds a small house, called a cocoon, around himself. He stays inside for more than two weeks.Then he nibbles a hole in the cocoon, pushes his way out and ……he is a beautiful butterfly.。

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四年级英文小故事短篇以下是一个适合四年级学生的英文小故事短篇：Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Lily. She loved to draw pictures and she was always creating beautiful masterpieces. One day, Lily’s teacher announced that there would be a drawing contest at school. The winner would get a prize and their picture would be displayed in the school hallway.Lily was excited and decided to practice drawing every day. She drew flowers, animals, and even her family. As the contest neared, she felt more and more confident.On the day of the contest, all the students brought their drawings to school. The teacher put them up on the wall and let everyone vote for their favorite.Lily was nervous, but she also felt hopeful. When the votes were counted, the teacher announced that Lily had won! She was so happyand proud. Her picture was hanging in the hallway for everyone to see.From then on, Lily continued to draw and she never stopped creating beautiful things. She learned that hard work and practice really pay off. And most importantly, she discovered that she had a talent for art that she could share with the world.希望这个故事能激发学生对英语的兴趣！。

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）The tadpoles are missing their mummy.（小蝌蚪们想妈妈了。

）They want to look for her.（他们要去找她。

）A duckis coming.（一只鸭子游过来了。

）“Mummy，mummy！”（“妈妈，妈妈！”）The duck says：（鸭子说：）“Sorry，I’m not your mummy.（对不起，我不是你们的妈妈。

）Your mummy has a white belly！（你们的妈妈有一个白肚皮！）”The tadpoles say：（小蝌蚪说：）“Thank you！Good-bye！”（“谢谢您！再见！”）A fish is coming.（一条鱼游过来了。

）“Mummy，mummy！”（“妈妈，妈妈！”）The fish says：（鱼说：）“Sorry，I’m not your mummy.（对不起，我不是你们的妈妈。

）Your mummy has two big eyes.（你们的妈妈有两只大眼睛。

）”The tadpoles say：（小蝌蚪说：）“Thanks！Bye！”（“谢谢您！再见！”）A turtle is coming.（一只乌龟游过来了。

）“Mummy，mummy！”（“妈妈，妈妈！”）The turtle says：（乌龟说：）“Sorry，I’m not your mummy.（对不起，我不是你们的妈妈。

）Your mummy wears a green dress.（你们的妈妈穿着一件绿衣服。

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幼儿英文小故事Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Lily. She loved to learn new things, and her favorite subject was English. Every night before bed, her mother would tell her a bedtime story in English, and Lily would listen withwide-eyed wonder.One day, Lily's mother gave her a book of English stories for children. Lily was so excited and couldn't wait to start reading. She opened the book and began to read the first story.The story was about a little rabbit named Peter. Peter lived in a beautiful garden with his mother and siblings. One day, Peter decided to explore the garden on his own. He hopped and skipped through the flowers, feeling the warm sun on his fur.As he was exploring, Peter met a friendly squirrel named Sammy. Sammy showed Peter how to climb trees and findthe juiciest nuts. They became fast friends and had many adventures together in the garden.One day, while they were playing, they heard a loud noise. It was a big, scary bird swooping down from the sky. Peter and Sammy were frightened and didn't know what to do. But then, they remembered what Peter's mother had told him about staying calm in dangerous situations.Peter and Sammy quickly hid behind a bush, and the bird flew away. They realized that they were safe and felt proud of themselves for being brave.After reading the story, Lily felt inspired. She wanted to be as brave and adventurous as Peter and Sammy. She also wanted to make new friends and have exciting adventures.Lily's mother smiled and said, "You can be just like Peter and Sammy, Lily. You are brave and smart, and you can do anything you set your mind to."From that day on, Lily made a new friend at school andhad many fun adventures. She also continued to read more English stories and learn new words. She was happy and excited to see what other adventures awaited her in the world of English stories.As time went by, Lily grew up to be a confident and adventurous young girl. She never forgot the lessons she learned from the English stories, and she always cherished the memories of her favorite characters.The end.。

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【2018最新】母鸡和小女孩小学生英语故事-word范文模板本文部分内容来自网络整理，本司不为其真实性负责，如有异议或侵权请及时联系，本司将立即删除！== 本文为word格式，下载后可方便编辑和修改！ ==母鸡和小女孩小学生英语故事The Hen and the Little GirlIn a country home, a mother hen and her cute chicks were living happily. A little girl came to visit the country home, but was very bored. One night, the girl went into the chicken house. As soon asshe went in, there was disorder.Here and there cries of the chickens could be heard. The father, who was inside, woke up."What's going on? Why are you bothering the chickens?" "BecauseI'm bored." "You have to sleep now, go inside."The girl went into the chicken house, again, the next day. There was a racket again, as the chickens were frightened. The moon in the night sky was worried. This time, the little girl's father will notbe forgiving.Finally, the sleeping father woke up. "Why are the chickens crying? By chance" The father was angry and came out to the yard."What's wrong with you? Is it okay to bother animals that can't talk? You need to be punished." When the little girl saw her father's angry face, she began to cry."It is true that I bothered the chickens, but I was bored yesterday. But today I went in to apologize to the chickens. I was going to hug the chickens."When the father heard what his daughter said, a smile quickly appeared on his face. "You are truly my daughter." The father praised his daughter. He was proud of his daughter that knew how to apologize. The moon in the sky gave a big laugh, too.。

儿童英文小故事

儿童英文小故事Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Lily. She loved to read and listen to stories, especially thosein English. Every night before bedtime, her mother wouldtell her a short English story. Lily enjoyed these stories so much that she asked her mother to tell her more and more.One day, Lily's mother had to go out for an errand, so she couldn't tell Lily a bedtime story. Lily was disappointed, but then she had an idea. She decided to create her own English story to share with her mother when she came back. She sat down at her desk with a pencil and a piece of paper, and she began to write.Lily's story was about a little rabbit who wanted to learn how to fly. The rabbit asked all the birds in the forest to teach him, but they all laughed and said, "Rabbits can't fly!" The little rabbit didn't give up. He found a wise old owl who agreed to help him. The owl taught the rabbit how to build a pair of wings and how to flapthem. After a lot of practice, the rabbit finally learned how to fly. All the other animals in the forest were amazed and cheered for the little rabbit.When Lily's mother came back, Lily was excited to share her story. Her mother listened with a smile on her face and praised Lily for her creativity and hard work. From thatday on, Lily continued to write more English stories, and she even started to share them with her friends at school.Lily's stories became very popular among her classmates. They loved the imaginative characters and exciting adventures in her stories. Some of them even asked Lily to help them improve their English by reading her stories together.As time went by, Lily's English stories gained more and more attention. Her teachers and parents were impressed by her writing skills and encouraged her to keep writing.Lily's dream of becoming a famous children's book author started to take shape.In the end, Lily's dedication to writing Englishstories paid off. She published her first book, filled with her original stories, and it became a bestseller. Children from all around the world loved her stories and eagerly waited for her next book to be released.Lily's passion for writing and storytelling not only brought joy to herself but also inspired many otherchildren to explore the world of English literature. She proved that with determination and creativity, anyone can achieve their dreams.And so, the little girl who once loved listening to English stories became a beloved author, known for her enchanting tales that captured the hearts of children everywhere.。