It was the first time I had driven a car all by myself. I had just got a driver's license and my husband was away on a business trip. Without the ear-piercing chattering of either my husband or the impatient coach, I was having a joy ride along the winding highway 3. Whistling in the warm breeze, I was driving fast and in a relaxed mood. Before long, I was forced to slow down by a huge cement tanker lumbering along ahead of me on the two-lane highway. Never had I seen such a huge monster before; I missed the comforting chattering of my husband very much. Having followed it for ten minutes or so, I steeled myself to step on the accelerator. As soon as I thought I had passed it and re-entered the right lane, I heard a loud crash on the right side of my car. I could not remember how long the shock had lasted, but as I pinched myself to find I was still alive, I was bold enough to keep on driving and the huge monster was lagging far behind me as if nothing had happened. No sooner had I parked my new laser than I found the whole right side of my car was smashed out of shape. Why on earth didn't I follow that tanker with precaution and patience? I should have realized how poor my driving skill still was. How I wish I had never gone home that day!
第七篇:
Tom and I drove to Tainan last month. As it was a holiday, traffic on the freeway was heavy. I asked Tom to fasten the safety belt, but he said it couldn't do any good in emergency and turned a deaf ear to my advice. About thirty minutes later, the accident happened. The car before us suddenly slowed down, but Tom couldn't stop ours in time and the result was a bumper crash. I screamed to find that Tom's face was covered with blood. He suffered a slight brain concussion, but I, thanks though scared to death. The scar left on Tom's forehead could still be seen when I called on him yesterday. “I wish I had taken your advice. What a fool I was to doubt the use of the safety belt!” said Tom with a wry smile. “Why on earth didn't I insist that you fasten it? If only I had insisted! The injury could have been reduced to a minimum,” I also blamed myself.
第八篇:
Describe an unforgettable experienceWhen I was six years old, my cousin in Tainan got married. Five of us, including Father, Mother, my two brothers and myself, took a taxi to the wedding party. The scenery was beautiful all along the way. When I was looking at the scenery, however, the door of the taxi suddenly opened and I fell off immediately. Father and Mother took me to a hospital at once. Fortunately, only my nose broke. After treatment, I went to the party with a "red nose."
Mother told me later that if there had been a car coming from behind us, I would have been killed. It was a close call indeed. Since then I have never taken a taxi without first making sure that the doors are closed fast.
第九篇:
Describe an unforgettable experienceOne day when I was a child, I saw an ad about a missing dog in the paper. As my next door neighbor had a German shepherd like the one described in the ad, I called the owner of the missing dog to tell him that. I also gave him my neighbor's telephone number.
I had almost forgot about the whole thing when I heard my neighbor talking in a loud voice one night. I rushed to the window immediately to see what was going on. "I am sorry, but this dog really belong to us. We have kept it for almost eight years now," my neighbor was explaining to a tall stranger.
Suddenly I felt rather guilty, for my childish suspicion of my neighbor seemed totally unjustified. But I didn't have the courage to tell him that it was I who had caused him all this trouble. I have been silent about this thing until now.
第十篇:
Describe an unforgettable experienceEverybody has some experience he cannot forget. For me, the most unforgettable experience was taking part in an English conversation test. This occurred about three years ago when I had to take an English examination, including conversation, in order to go to the United States.
English was my second language; I had difficulty even with reading and writing, not to mention speaking. Naturally I was very nervous when it was my turn to face the examiners, one a gentleman and another a young lady. They asked me something about sports, sightseeing, Chinese culture, the purpose of my going to the States and so on. I was simply too nervous to be able to make any sensible answer. In fact, I could hardly open my mouth. The interview took about ten minutes, but it seemed years to me. When it was over, my shirt was thoroughly wet.
This was the first time I talked to foreigners in English. This was an experience I am not likely to forget.
第十一篇:
An Embarrassing ExperienceAs is often the case, sometime last month I walked on the street and found someone smiling or even trying to talk to me, but I couldn't recall who he or she was at all. I felt so ill at ease that all I did was only to gently stand there and try my best to smile as brightly as possible.
One day such a thing happened again. While I was greeting that beautiful girl, a crazy idea came into my mind that I decided to keep on talking with her though I didn't know her. Luckily, we had a pleasant conversation for ten minutes. But when saying good-bye to each other, we both suddenly found she had mistaken me for my elder sister. What an embarrassing experience it was!