英雄英语作文（一）：
The person I admire is my mum. She is an English teacher. She is very popular among the students because she spends lots of time on her lessons and has a good sense of humor. Students all enjoy her class. My mum is not only a good teacher, but also a great mother. She is patient with me and always smiling while talking. My mum teaches me how to think independently and helps me to build up my confidence. When I have some difficulties in my studies, it is my mum who encourages me to work until I solve the problem. When Im feeling sad or bad, it is also my mum who looks after me with care.
I remember when I caught a fever at midnight last year, my mum took me to the hospital as fast as she could. When we got home after my injection, it was about 5 oclock in the early morning. My mum only slept 2 hours because she had to wake up at 7 oclock to prepare breakfast for me, and then she went to work. She must be very tired that day.
My mum is not very beautiful, but I admire and love her.
If you ask brother chun much stronger? The arms unbend had 19 practice, follow the rockets running. Racing Twenty feet into football, break son unique. Brother chun is playing in Germany, Brazil cowering rig surrender. If nobody asked how much power? A call a tornado thirty, learn to write round his pupil. Forty xi, the British library endorsement. Yu spring wave, leaning worship created universe hero.
英雄英语作文（二）：
national heros always have marvellous reputations, after died miserablly. they died by a lot of reasons. some were killed because their emperors were too?afraid of the powers they had, some because their enemies bribed to the nation traitors, often who have had a great wealth or?a powerful authority. this is a nation that is like producing traitors overwhelmingly every time on a very dangerious situation, and quite often, heros are mistakenly treated as traitors but peple who really betrayed the fate of this nation, because of their ruling powers, are seen as the savior.
i shall admit there are some implication as a clue of history, to mirror what will happen repetitiously over and over again. heros are respectable, famous, and admired. without them, this nation should have gone through more sufferrings. they deserve what they own. however, tracking of our shameless history ,what to be noted is that ?noboy else but ourselves torture our heros, mistreated thier beloved, and even eradicated the origins of theirs. although hundreds of years later, they gained back their reputations, and if lucky, maybe they could get some statues, biographies or whatever else, one truth cant be denied. they were put in an etremely painful life, and so were their families and friends, for what these heros contributed to our nations future, and what they devoted their lives to protect. what can be concluded from it? if there r some potential heros around u, stay away from him or her, coz though we know we must show our respect to them, they are most likely to be a tragedy, which also causes people care about them to pay for the price.
its ironical, isnt it? this nation never stops calling for more heros desperately,in a name of protecting its people, but what im more interested in is, what the people do to the heros, when they are alive? if heros are the role models of most people of this nation, then how come heros are still so needed by us, especially when we shout out, justicely and loudly, that there must be someone else standing out to be heros. and if they dont wanna be heros, they gotta think about the outcomes that the entire nation curses them as wusses, humiliating them afterwards. but curiously, net time theyll still ask for someone else again to sacrifice their lives to defend the benefits of the nation( or the benefits of some). why dont u be then? or at least, why dont u, the nation people, protect the heros when they need u. when the emperors threaten ur heros, why didnt u overthrow the empire, instead u gave in the throne?when you know who betrayed the nation to sell off ur heros, just because of their powers, u gave in again?
the truth is, this nation grants the greatest hornor to heros, when it needs them. once heros lost their auras, or the public has to pay, heros begin sufferring. and what is hidden in the heart of most of people is, they want the rest to pursue the hornor of being a hero, but they themselves are more addicted into another thing---power. such people deem themselves wiser.
we are saying this nation is great, sorry, its a no. most of great genes of this nation have been eliminated by oursleves, in three thousand years grand history, dynasty after dynastry, one generation after one.
英雄英语作文（三）：
My hero isnt a great person. My hero is my father. He always makes me happy. He is a helpful person. he does his best to help others. He is good at month and English. If I understand something, I can ask him, and he will tell me how to do it. He often gives money to the poor. He says they need to be loved. I want to be a person like my farther. Ill be a helpful person. Ill do my best to help others, too.
I like my heroI .like my father. I am proud of my father.
我的英雄不是一个伟大的人。我的英雄是我的父亲。他总是让我快乐。他是个乐于助人的人。他尽力帮助别人。他擅长英语和英语。如果我懂了，我可以问他，他会告诉我该怎么做。他经常给穷人钱。他说他们需要被爱。我想成为一个像我一样的人。我会成为一个乐于助人的.人。我也会尽力帮助别人的。
我喜欢我的海洛英。像我的父亲。我为我的父亲感到骄傲。
英雄英语作文（四）：
When I was young he would kiss me every night and sing to me as I awoke. He made me feel so special. I knew that my father loved me. It made me feel strong enough to do almost everything.
He got sick, but strength(力气) kept him alive. He loved his children so much. He gave up years of his life caring for the woman, his wife. She was going to die. Day and night he struggled(努力) for years with her disease. （疾病）Despite disease of his own, he still stood by her side caring for her and loving her until the day she died.
Twenty days later, he died. I lost my hero, my father, a man who was my friend.
A few years have passed, and the life has changed a lot. But the love for my father won’t change and it will never end.
英雄英语作文（五）：
My hero she is, and she loves me, as all other mothers would their children. I remember the time when I was struck on my bed by severe illness, and she used to pick up the coursework for me, journeyingfromher workplace to school,fromschool to home. My tears nearly ran out of control when I saw bruises on her knees. She got thoses bruises when retrieving my homework. I feel regret for having said nothing to her; an adolescent sense of rebellion kept me silent. Perhaps to others my mother is merely an ordinary hairdresser and stylist, but she is of the most beautiful and elegent style in my mind.
英雄英语作文（六）：
My hero is not a person who is known by many people, she is just a person I want to thank most. She is my teacher.
My teacher is very experienced and well-trained. She has a sense of humor which makes her classes lively and keeps our attention to her subject. She teaches us not only much knowledge but also some skills on how to learn English well. She treats us as her own children. When we are in troubles, she always encourages us to face the difficulties bravely and cheers us up. With her help, I have made great progress in English. So she is respected by me and becomes the important hero in my heart.
My teacher is like a lighthouse in the sea, guiding me to reach the coast of success.
He is the real hero in my mind.
英雄英语作文（七）：
"Fire! Fire!" what terrible words to hear when one wakes up in a strange house in the middle of the night! It was a large， old。 wooden house--the sort that burns easily--and my room was on the top floor。 I jumped out of bed， opened the door and stepped out into the passage。 It was full of thick smoke。
I began to run， but as I was still only halfawake， instead of going towards the stairs I went in the opposite direction。 The smoke grew thicker and I could see flames all around。 The floor became hot under my bare feet。 I found an open door and ran into a room to get to the window。 But before I could reach it， one of my feet caught in something soft and I fell dom， The thing I had fallen over felt like a bundle of clothes， and I picked it Llp to protect my face from the smoke and heat。 Just then the floor gave way under me and I crashed to the floor below with pieces of burning wood all around me。
I saw a flaming doorway in front， put the bundle over my face and ran。 My feet burned me terrible， but I got through。 As I reached the cold air outside， my bundle of clothes gave a thin cry。 I nearly dropped it in my surprise。 Then I saw a crowd gathered in the street。 A woman in a night dress au d a borrowed man＇s coat screamed as she saw me and came running madly。
"My baby! My baby!" she cried。 The crowd cheered wildly as she took the smokeblackened bundle out of my arms， I had some difficulty in recognizing her。 She was the Mayor＇s wife and I had saved her baby。 I was a hero!
“着火了！着火了！”当我睡在一间陌生的房屋里时，半夜里传来了这种非常可怕的声音。那是一栋又大又旧的木屋——非常容易烧着的那种，而我的房间在顶层。我跳下床，打开门，出来到了走廊上，那里已经是浓烟滚滚了。
我开始跑起来。但因为仍然还是半睡半醒，我不是朝楼梯而是朝相反的方向跑去。烟雾越来越浓，四处火舌冲天。我光着脚，感到脚下的地板也热起来了。我找到了一扇开着的门，就朝房间的窗户冲去。但还没有到窗户边，我的一只脚被一个软软的东西绊住，摔倒了。将我绊倒的东西好像是一捆衣服．我把它捡起来遮住脸，用它挡住烟火和热气。正在那时，我脚底下的地板塌下去了，我和身边那些一块快燃烧着的木板一道掉到了下面一层房间的地板上。
我见前面的门口也烧着了，就用那捆衣服挡住脸跑了起来。我的脚被烫得够呛，但是终于冲出来了。当我冲到外面时，我手里的那捆衣服发出了微弱的哭声，我惊讶得几乎把它扔掉。后来，我看见一群人聚集在街上。一个身穿睡衣、外面罩着一件借来的男大衣的女人看见我时，尖叫起来，并发疯似的跑了过来。
“我的孩子！我的孩子！”她喊道。当她从我手中接过被烟熏黑的那个包裹时，人群高兴地狂呼起来。我费了点儿劲才认出她来，她是市长夫人。我救了她的孩子，我成了英雄。