自编英语故事作文

在平平淡淡的日常中，大家都有写作文的经历，对作文很是熟悉吧，根据写作命题的特点，作文可以分为命题作文和非命题作文。一篇什么样的.作文才能称之为优秀作文呢？下面是我为大家收集的关于大学英语故事作文（精选6篇），欢迎大家借鉴与参考，希望对大家有所帮助。

The Toilet Tank

Stanley had just finished brushing his teeth. He noticed water flowing into the toilet bowl. Thats strange, he thought. The water continued to seep into the bowl. Stanley lifted the toilet tank top. The tank was half full, but the water was slowly rising. What in the world is going on, he wondered. He had not just flushed the toilet. He continued to watch the water rise in the tank. The water got up to the Water Line mark in the tank, where it was supposed to stop rising. But it continued to rise.

Stanley was alarmed. Is this thing going to overflow, he wondered. He went into his bedroom and grabbed some towels. When he returned to the bathroom, the toilet was silent. The water had stopped rising at one inch above the water line. But that was only about two inches below the top of the tank. That was too close for comfort. Stanley put two and two together. He had heard water running for more than a week now, but he had assumed it was his neighbor’s toilet. Now he knew it was his own.

He called Henry the handyman. Henry was a really nice guy. His rates were much cheaper than a regular plumber’s rates. Henry said he’d be over the next day. The next day, Henry arrived only 30 minutes late, which was “on time” for Henry. He tried to turn off the toilet tank shutoff valve on the bathroom wall, but the valve was “frozen.” “We don’t want to mess with that,” he told Stanley. “That valve is too easy to bust, and it would take a lot of work to put a new one on.”

Henry went out to the front of the apartment building and turned off the main water valve. No one was home in the building except Stanley, so Henry didn’t have to warn the neighbors about the shutoff. Back in the bathroom, Henry flushed the toilet. Then he used a couple of rags to dry and clean the bottom of the toilet tank. He unscrewed the plastic Fluidmaster 400A Fill Valve and removed it. He replaced it with a new fill valve. “When the water keeps running, it’s usually your fill valve. It could also be the flapper, but your flapper looks okay. Plus, it’s a weird-looking flapper. I’d probably have to special order it.”

Henry tightened the plastic nut below the tank, securing the fill valve. “You mustnt over-tighten this, because it’ll break,” he said. “In the old days, we used rubber gaskets and metal nuts and washers. Nowadays, everything is cheap plastic.” He went back outside, turned on the main valve, and returned. He flushed the toilet, waited for the bowl to refill and for the new fill valve to shut off the water. It shut off exactly at the Water Line mark.

“We got lucky,” Henry said. “I don’t have to fiddle around adjusting the fill valve. That’s good, because I’m a little late for another job right now.” Henry flushed the toilet again, and watched the bowl and the tank fill. "That does it," he told Stanley. Stanley thanked him and paid him.

Three hours later, Stanley noticed a puddle of water, hardly bigger than a quarter, on the bathroom floor. He called Henry, who said the plastic nut just needed a little tightening. But because he was working all that day on another job, he wouldn’t be able to come over until tomorrow. He told Stanley to put a big plastic bowl under the tank and not to worry. “It’s just a tiny leak. Your bathroom won’t get flooded.”

The Argument

Lulu didn’t want to go to the play. This Wednesday was going to be very busy. She had realty meetings and clients to drive around. Called “Narnia,” the play was based on the novel by C.S. Lewis. It was a musical. “You know that I don’t like musicals,” she told Walt. “I can never understand what they’re saying when they sing, and the music is not that good, either.” He told her that there were a lot of great musicals, famous just for their music if nothing else. She asked when he was going to take her to one.

Well, he said, someone had told him that this play was the one. She still said that she’d rather not go. He argued that they only went to a play once every two months, so please be ready. He would pick her up the next day at 7 p.m.

Throughout the next day, he thought about the play—maybe Lulu was right. He called up a couple of friends to ask if they had seen the play, but they had not. At about 6 p.m., he had the bright idea to Google the play. Sure enough, he found a site that contained music samples from the play. He sampled about six tunes; they did nothing for him. Lulu was right, he thought, at least about this play. He was going to call Lulu, but just then his sister called him. They talked for at least half an hour.

Walt finally called Lulu at 6:55 p.m. “You were right, honey,” he said. “The music is not very good. So let’s not go to the play, if that’s all right with you.” That was great, she said.

“So, let’s go to a movie,” she suggested.

“A movie? When?”

“Right now!” she said. She was all dressed up, and she was ready to go somewhere! But he wasn’t. He had already decided to stay in. "How about a movie tomorrow?" he asked.

“Tomorrow!?” she yelled over the phone. She was furious. Did he have any idea what a difficult day she had had, trying to finish all her realty work so that she would be ready by 7 p.m.? And then he had the nerve to call her up at 6:55 to tell her to forget it? Forget it?! Had he thought about calling her up earlier? Had he thought about asking her for her opinion before deciding everything on his own? “Of course not!” she said as she answered her own question. This was just one more example, she raged on, of how he had absolutely no respect for her, and she was tired of it. “We’re through!” she shouted just before hanging up.

Today I was at home lonely, due to my husband need to work overtime and no time to accompany me. I make my own way to leave SZ city to come to him, but unfortunately, my love lost his job and try to find a job in SZ city. Bad news for us, but we have no choice. We need to make money, I know it is hard for him to find a satisfactory job due to the overall economy situation is bad in 2012. But the New Year for 2013 is coming soon. We really hope that everything will be ok with us. I have to make meals by myself and just sit in front of computer. Since I have not showed my concerned to my friends for a long time, I made some phone calls to my friends and say hello to them. Happily, most of them are living a good life. I visited some page or QQ Zone in some old friend’s space. Some of them got married and best wishes for this guy. I am a couch potato and crazy about the USA soap opera whose name is broken sisters. This series is very funny, so I will watch them as long as I am available. I really want to make some relaxation by listening to songs and watching funny series / movies. I guess I over use my eyes in the company, due to frequent overtime at the normal working days. My neck and my eyes feel terrible. I feel uneasy that I always dream a lot when I was asleep. The next morning when I woke up, oh, my god, I do not feel like doing anything at all, just feel headache. I hated to dream a lot in the sleeping time. Sometimes I feel ashamed for my poor oral English. So many girls in our department can speak fluent English and absolutely do not have difficulty in communicating with foreign guys. I envy of them and I just too lazy to make some useful effort for spoken English. All the mangers in our company are proficiency in written and spoken English and all of them are from HK. Maybe I should learn something from them. I need to work 5 days per week, after two days rest. Every time when I back to office on Monday, just feel very sleepy. Somehow I have the same feeling every Monday. I just call it black Monday. Because I have to back to normal and resume to work. I have not written something in English to record my daily life for couple of weeks. I think I need to make it up once I am available. No matter how busy I am, my strong interested in learning English will never stop. I think I‘d better go to bed early tonight, in order to avoid laziness for work tomorrow.

Thanks to burgeoning technology,the past decades have witnessed the thriving of clone technology.And its application into human has made clone reach an unprecedented peak.This marvel gives rise to much concern among scientific community.However,whether human cloning should be advocated has aroused heat argument.As far as I am concerned,the merits of human cloning outweigh its demerits. On one hand,it’s safe to say that even the best clone technology has the possibility of failure,and this truth is also publicly known by scientific researchers.Therefore,human cloning is the indulgence of this possibility.Once it fails,it will do harm to cloned men.From animal cloning experiments,the survival rate of the cloned species is very low.Unfortunately,these cloned species that have survived often have more or less some physical problems.Nowadays,many researchers have begun to clone a human being,which leads to the birth of disabled infants because of the failure of human cloning experiments.These crude phenomena leave us with a chill.They are the evidence of the crime resulting from human cloning and the trample on human life.In order to succeed,those crazy scientists cruelly kill the lives of many cloned men,which is no doubt crimes rather than researches.Do any rational persons will support a research at the cost of killing people?What is worse,result of this research will bring people with terrible disasters.This research is a kind of technological progress that will make man liable to extinction. On the other hand,even if the cloning human experiments will succeed,it will also make chaos on civil legal relationship.It’s clear that cloned men have no guardians.As is known to all,nature persons all have guardians.Who are the parents of the cloned men?In fact,cloned men can’t find their parents no matter through which experiment.They are only research results of researchers.It would be irresponsible to clone a human being,for they will become orphans thoroughly after they are born.On that circumstance,will those crazy scientists undertake the responsibility of fostering these cloned men?Perhaps no one will believe.It’s incredible to imagine that one will live a happy life that has both physical problems and lower social standing.Who will be willing to educate them?Cloned men are just victims and experimental games. Technology is a double-edged sword.Used properly,it will be advantageous to the whole society.Used improperly,it will have great negative effects.On balance I hold on the stance that the scourge of human cloning is tremendous.To sum up,this technology should be restricted and the government should take effective measures to do with it.

Dear Jenny,

How is your survey on mobile payment going? I’m glad I can help with it.

It is generally believed that China is the largest mobile payment market. Nowhere else is the cashless trend more obvious than in China. Most of us are used to paying by scanning QR codes whatever we buy—books, clothes, and electronic devices, to name a few, which is a glimpse into the life of most Chinese like me and my family.

With the widespread use of mobile payment, Wechat or Alipay is the most convenient and safest way to pay. We rarely need to carry a wallet or cash at all. Besides, never will we worry about getting fake notes or having to count change. In short, mobile payment has greatly changed peoples life in China.

Personally, I think mobile payment should be encouraged. First, it has won over consumers with its convenience. Another advantage is that there are often discounts if you make mobile payment, as major online payment platforms are competing to have more consumers use their service.

I hope my explanation can be of some help to you. Wish you good luck.

Yours faithfully,

Li Hua

The Most Important Day in My Life

Have you ever been at sea in a dense fog when it seemed as if a tangible white darkness shut you in, and the great ship, tense and anxious, groped her way toward the shore? I was like that ship before my education began, only I had no way of knowing how near the harbor was.

The most important day I remember in all my life is the one on which my teacher, Anne Mansfield Sullivan, came to me. I am filled with wonder when I consider the immeasurable contrast between the two lives which it connects. It was the third of March, 1887, three months before I was seven years old.

On the afternoon of that exciting day, I guessed vaguely from my mother’s signs and from the hurrying to and fro in the house that something unusual was about to happen, so I went to the door and waited on the steps.

I felt approaching footsteps. I thought it was my mother and stretched out my hand. Someone took it, and then I was caught up and held close in the arms of the person who had come to reveal all things to me, and, more important than that, to love me.

The morning after my teacher came she led me into her room and gave me a doll. When I had played with it a little while, Miss Sullivan slowly spelled into my hand the word “d-o-l-l”. I was at once interested in this finger play and tried to imitate it. When I finally succeeded in making the letters correctly I was filled with childish pleasure and pride. Running downstairs to my mother I held up my hand and made the letters for doll. I did not know that I was spelling a word or even that words existed; I simply made my fingers go in monkey-like imitation. In the days that followed I learned to spell in this uncomprehending way many words, among them, “pin”, “hat”, “cup”, and a few verbs like “sit”, “stand” and “walk”, but my teacher had been with me several weeks before I understood that everything has a name.

One day while I was playing with my new doll, Miss Sullivan gave me my old doll, too. She then spelled “d-o-l-l” and tried to make me understand that “d-o-l-l” applied to both. Earlier in the day, we had a struggle over the two words “m-u-g” is “mug” and “w-a-t-e-r” is “water” , but I persisted in mixing up the two. I became impatient and, seizing the new doll, I dashed it on the floor, breaking it into pieces. I was not sorry after my fit of temper. In the dark, still world, I had no strong sentiment for anything.

My teacher brought me my hat, and I knew we were going out into the warm sunshine. We walked down the path to the well-house. Someone was drawing water, and my teacher placed my hand under the spout. As the cool stream gushed over one hand, she spelled into the other word water, first slowly, then rapidly. I stood still; my whole attention was fixed upon the movements of her finger. Suddenly I seemed to remember something I had forgotten — a thrill of returning thought – and the mystery of language was revealed to me. I knew then that the “w-a-t-e-r” meant that wonderful cool something that was flowing over my hand. That living word awakened my soul and set it free.

I left the well-house eager to learn. Everything had a name and each name gave birth to a new thought. As we returned to the house, every object which I touched seemed to be full of life. That was because I saw everything with a strange, new sight that had come to me. On entering the door I remembered the doll I had broken. I felt my way to the fragments and tried in vain to put them together. Then my eyes were filled with tears, for I realized what I had done, and for the first time I felt sorry.

I learned a lot of new words that day. It would have been difficult to find a happier child than me when I lay in my small bed that night and thought of the joys that day had brought to me, and for the first time I longed for a new day to come.

喜欢 英语 故事 吗，如果用英语写故事会怎样呢?下面给大家分享一些关于英语故事 作文 ，希望对大家有帮助。

关于英语故事作文1

As a small child, I always wanted to grow up soon, so that I could make my own money and became independent. So I had worked so hard to let my parents to realize that I have grown up, such as washing my clothes and taking care of myself. Indeed, I won respect step by step. Finally, when I went to high school, they allowed me to live in school. I felt so happy to move out. When I lived in school, strangely, I started to miss my parents and wanted to see them. I spent so much time to get away from them, but when I did it, I felt lost. This is my story about growing up, I believe most children struggle running away from their parents, but when they really grow up, they will miss the ones who love them.

关于英语故事作文2

I live with my parents and my grandmother. My grandmother is a kind elderly people. She likes talking and she always tells me stories of hers, my father’s and mine. She is full filled with memories. She told me that I was quiet and docile when I was little. My parents went to work all day, and my grandmother took care of me and my cousin. After she fed me, I sat and played myself. She didn’t have to worry much about me. I almost made no troubles. But my cousin was not. He never sat well or ate his food tactfully. My grandmother had to always keep an eye on him to prevent making troubles. But, there was one thing drove her crazy. That was I didn’t like going to school. When I was at the school age, my parents sent me to school. But I cried every morning when I arrived at school. They had to comfort me for a long time to bring me into classroom. After two or three months later, the situation became good. I like my grandmother sharing the stories with me. It makes me warm and beloved.

关于英语故事作文3

When a couple gets married, it is natural for them to receive wishes from relatives and friends. Recently, a young couple showed the message of their coming wedding, but the public criticized the man, because they believed he was committing crime as he fell in love with a girl when she was 8 years old.

The man and the little girl’s story seems to be romantic. But thinking of the girl’s young age when they met, and she was just a little girl, it is unbelievable. Though now she is almost 18, their story worries so many parents. They are so afraid of the negative information releases to the young children, when they don’t know the concept of love. From 8 to 18, the girl’s growing period is accompanied by this man who is much older than her, while I don’t favor of this way.

The girl was misled by the wrong conception. Someone told her when she was 18, they would be married. As she is young and innocent, even she is 18, she doesn’t have much chance to see the variety of the world. The way she sees the world is misled by this elder man.

A child’s growing up should be natural and led by the right value.

关于英语故事作文4

Recently, I was moved by a warming news. A boy from America was loved by a lot of soldiers. The boy's father was a policeman and he was sent to a foreign country to carry the mission. Unluckily, he got shot and died. The world was sad for him. This man left his wife and a small boy forever. The lucky thing for the little boy was that his father's colleagues decided to protect and love this boy until he grew up. Love has been continued from this story. For most people, they are lucky to be loved by parents and friends. While for few people, who have gone through some disasters, they got care from the public. So no matter what kind of difficulty we will face, we can't give up hope, because there is always someone love us.

关于英语故事作文5

When I was very small, I liked to read novels and watched all kinds of detective cartoons. In my heart, I have a small dream. I want to be a writer. So I have written some short stories, but I am very shy and never let others to see it. I keep revising the stories and when I am ready, I want my best friend to be my first reader.

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