圣诞节英语作文带翻译-难忘的圣诞节 The Christmas in the impression is always so pleasant. The impression in December totally not cold winter, only the warmth of spring. The last of the primary school is open, open in the plum blossom should be open - christmas. It comes every day, no matter who you are, the table filled with cards will spread all across in confusion, filled with words of good wishes. Distance is color crayon painting, with the snow drifting profusely and disorderly, gave Christmas pure and innocent. After school, the students in the stalls to buy buy Ribbons and balloons, braving the large snowflakes decorated classrooms and through each section. The school lost the dignity of the past, instead of Christmas atmosphere of rich, and that returning to the quiet, elegant fragrance...... In the plum blossom season, everywhere there is no place of joy, the fierce competition in the normal day behind. Primary school flawless white Christmas, we work together in the classroom with ribbons flowers, to come to school partners will always be buried laughter. The smile is not fool laugh, this smile is not children's day smile, more than the overweening proud victory. Look at the cards on the desk of the companion and pile up like a mountain hand "Merry Christmas", not to mind taking the trouble of a home like warmth such as the influx of heart, it is even more warmth. The western flower festival in East Asia, estimated, not what kind of strike two!
Christmas day in memory of the waves always gives a charming fragrance, is always so. Just over the snow of our battle, childish, to the abundance of Christmas delicacies add a delicious. Walking in the streets, thoughtfully "snow but the plum fragrance" in the sentence, stepping on the foot of snow melting will not cold, we bring in a taste of nature and history of the gift. The community Christmas tree stand tall, a riot of colours; the neon lights flashing constantly. Night fell, the city is covered with snow and the gorgeous color, the moon is also bleak. Enjoy this rare city of the Christmas day, my thoughts back to ancient times, the same is the snow in December...... Oh, you this Christmas, Western immigrants, have how much laughter in our new generation of young people? You are snow, Lamei when opened silently, silently. You are the wind, but the wind has exploded the festival of laughter. You are still a pure heart, the more and more bright in the increasingly dirty corner. You throw in the snow under the childish laughter, melting snow, melting hearts of debris. Her name is Christmas, she had some brilliant engraved in my heart. Remember her appearance, but remember her smile. In the past, elegant atmosphere of Christmas day, who will not be infected? Vaguely remember that laughter contending with open, contending with the fall. That Christmas, I can't find it now. 印象中的圣诞节总是如此舒适怡人。印象中的12月全然没有冬日的凛冽，只存有春天的温暖。小学最后一束梅花开放，开放在梅花理应开的节日——圣诞。
