月球，俗称月亮，古时又称太阴、玄兔，是地球的自然卫星，并且是太阳系中第五大的卫星。下面是我为大家收集关于月亮英文作文5篇，欢迎借鉴参考。
描写月亮英语作文篇一
Said from the moon, we will begin to think of the bed before the moon light, the suspect is on the ground frost. Look at the bright moon, looking down and think of home. This song as the enlightenment by poetry, is very simple, once let me confused why this poem will never sung? So we can say that the Chinese will recite.
The Mid Autumn Festival evening, our whole family went out for a walk. Look up, a bright moon hanging above our heads, looks like a big plate of white paint on the brush hanging in the sky, it is very bright. We walked walked, see that the bright moonlight shines in a tree, the tree straight straight stand there, like a trained police. Looking at the moon, I suddenly remembered when my grandmother told me the story of the moon. Grandma said, is the panacea medicine ate her husband Hou Yi, fly on the sky. When I was a child I had never learned to read and thought it was really, but now I grow up, learn fly to the moon in this lesson, you know, the moon is no Chinese mythology in the palace,
cinnamon, Chang and rabbit, nor in Greek mythology, the goddess. The moon only rugged rock deserts and distant mountains stands.
I must tell her the truth of the old mans house, and let her know the science.
I hope that in the near future, the moon will become our second home.
一说起月亮，大家首先会想起“床前明月光，疑是地上霜。举头望明月，低头思家乡。”这首做为启蒙用的诗，极奇为简洁，曾让我迷惑的是这首诗为什么会传唱不绝?以至于是会说中国话的就会背诵。
中秋节的晚上，我们全家出去漫步。抬头一看，一轮明月挂在我们的头顶上方，看上去像一个被刷上雪白油漆的大盘子“挂”在天空中，显得非常光明。我们走着走着，看到那光明的月光照在一棵树上，那棵树直直地挺立在那儿，就像一名训练有素的民警。看着月亮，我突然想起小时候奶奶给我讲的《嫦娥奔月》的故事。奶奶说，是嫦娥偷吃了丈夫后羿的灵丹药，飞上了天。小时候我没学过，以为是真的，可是，现在我长大了，学了《飞向月球》这一课，就知道了，月亮上是没有中国神话中所说的宫殿、桂树、嫦娥和玉兔，也没有希腊神话中所讲的女神。月球上只有巨石嶙峋的荒原和远处屹立着的高山。
我肯定要把这个科学道理告知她老人家，让她也懂懂科学。
关于月亮的作文
我希望在不久的将来，月球肯定会成为我们的其次个家园。
月亮英文作文二
Said from the moon, we will begin to think of the bed before the
moon light, the suspect is on the ground frost. Look at the bright moon, looking down and think of home. This song as the enlightenment by poetry, is very simple, once let me confused why this poem will never sung? So we can say that the Chinese will recite.
The Mid Autumn Festival evening, our whole family went out for a walk. Look up, a bright moon hanging above our heads, looks like a big plate of white paint on the brush hanging in the sky, it is very bright. We walked walked, see that the bright moonlight shines in a tree, the tree straight straight stand there, like a trained police. Looking at the moon, I suddenly remembered when my grandmother told me the story of the moon. Grandma said, is the panacea medicine ate her husband Hou Yi, fly on the sky. When I was a child I had never learned to read and thought it was really, but now I grow up, learn fly to the moon in this lesson, you know, the moon is no Chinese mythology in the palace, cinnamon, Chang and rabbit, nor in Greek mythology, the goddess. The moon only rugged rock deserts and distant mountains stands.
I must tell her the truth of the old mans house, and let her know the science.
I hope that in the near future, the moon will become our second home.
一说起月亮，大家首先会想起“床前明月光，疑是地上霜。举头望明月，低头思家乡。”这首做为启蒙用的诗，极奇为简洁，曾让我
迷惑的是这首诗为什么会传唱不绝?以至于是会说中国话的就会背诵。
中秋节的晚上，我们全家出去漫步。抬头一看，一轮明月挂在我们的头顶上方，看上去像一个被刷上雪白油漆的大盘子“挂”在天空中，显得非常光明。我们走着走着，看到那光明的月光照在一棵树上，那棵树直直地挺立在那儿，就像一名训练有素的民警。看着月亮，我突然想起小时候奶奶给我讲的《嫦娥奔月》的故事。奶奶说，是嫦娥偷吃了丈夫后羿的灵丹药，飞上了天。小时候我没学过，以为是真的，可是，现在我长大了，学了《飞向月球》这一课，就知道了，月亮上是没有中国神话中所说的宫殿、桂树、嫦娥和玉兔，也没有希腊神话中所讲的女神。月球上只有巨石嶙峋的荒原和远处屹立着的高山。
我肯定要把这个科学道理告知她老人家，让她也懂懂科学。
我希望在不久的将来，月球肯定会成为我们的其次个家园。
月亮英文作文三
The Fascinating Moonrise
There is a hill near my home that I often climb at night. The noise of the city is a far-off murmur. In the hush of dark I share the cheerfulness of crickets and the confidence of owls. But it is the drama of the moonrise that I come to see. For that restores in me a quiet and clarity that the city spends too freely.
From this hill I have watched many moons rise. Each one had its own mood. There have been broad, confident harvest moons in autumn; shy, misty moons in spring; lonely, white winter moons rising into the
utter silence of an ink-black sky and smoke-smudged orange moons over the dry fields of summer. Each, like fine music, excited my heart and then calmed my soul.
But we, who live indoors, have lost contact with the moon. The glare of street lights and the dust of pollution veil the night sky. Though men have walked on the moon, it grows less familiar. Few of us can say what time the moon will rise tonight.
Still, it tugs at our minds.
If we unexpectedly encounter the full moon, huge and yellow over the horizon, we are helpless but to stare back at its commanding presence. And the moon has gifts to bestow upon those who watch.
I learned about its gifts one July evening in the mountains. My car had mysteriously stalled, and I was stranded and alone. The sun had set, and I was watching what seemed to be the bright-orange glow of a forest fire beyond a ridge to the east. Suddenly, the ridge itself seemed to burst into flame. Then, the rising moon, huge and red and grotesquely misshapen by the dust and sweat of the summer atmosphere, loomed up out of the woods. Distorted thus by the hot breath of earth, the moon seemed ill-tempered and imperfect. Dogs at nearby farmhouse barked nervously, as if this strange light had wakened evil spirits in the weeds.
But as the moon lifted off the ridge it gathered firmness and
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