一、谁有关于伤心的英语作文？
I am really upset about the scores i got.I didnt make any progress at all,which made me begin to lose my heart.I know,i should have reviewed my lesson carefully before the exams;i should have read the main passages;i should have recite the words and phrases.My failure is because i am lazy.However,this is past.I really hope i can change my attitude to study and try my best to get good marks again.
二、请帮我写一篇“我很伤心”的英语作文 谢谢
Last Monday When I stepped into my classroom, my monitor told us that our classteacher, Mr Sun, had passed away in a traffic accident.
It seemed to unbelievable because he used to give us lessons on Monday morning.I couldn't accept the fact until the headmaster came to tell us the truth.Mr Sun was a middle-aged teacher. He was fulll of sense of humour.We all liked him very much because of his execllent teaching. His lessons were usuallyvery lively and interesting.
We all liked to attend his class ,He was an experienced teacher.
Mr Sun will always live in our hearts!
三、我最难过的一天 英语作文
A Sad Story
Last Monday when I stepped into my classroom, my monitor told us that our class teacher, Mr Sun, had passed away in a traffic accident. It seemed so unbelievable because he used to give us lessons on Monday morning. I couldn＇t accept the fact until the headmaster came to tell us the truth.
Mr Sun was a middle-aged teacher. He was full of sense of humour. We all liked him very much because of his excellent teaching. His lessons were usually very lively and interesting.We all liked to attend his class. He was an experienced teacher.
Mr Sun will always live in our hearts!
四、伤感英语作文，带点天真烂漫，不通俗，不幼稚，100字左右
do not know since when, I used to cry, do not sad, overlooking the earth eagle in the sky, but is can't stop the tears tears. Don't want to do anything, just quietly, let the tears from his eyes down, drop on the ground, along the skirts of ooze to heart. Let the tears washed polluted soul, washing the dirt, weight is also a pure heart.Stand alone in the Qing wire rain, cold, sad, flapping his cheeks, a drop of water falling on the skirt, is not tear rain
不知从何时起，我习惯伤感，习惯流泪，不愿做在天空俯瞰大地的雄鹰，只愿是止不住泪水的泪雨。不想做什么事，只是静静地躺着，任凭泪从眼角划下，滴在地上，顺着衣襟渗向心里。就让泪冲刷玷污的心灵，洗涤人生的污垢，重还一颗纯真美好的心。
独自站在清丝的秋雨中，冰凉的伤感，扑打着面颊，一滴水落在衣襟，不知是泪是雨