初三英语作文:The winter tour 冬夜之旅

I seem to recall best a journey we made by tram one winter night.

We were going to visit my Granny at Westoe, and I was very excited, because an evening excursion was something quite unheard of for me. It had been raining; the gas lamps lit the gleaming pavements and cobbles with a doubled radiance. The shaking tram wires were sending down showers of white raindrops. Everything in the ram seemed fresh and glittering. The breezy windows sparkled with long zigzags of rain and the passing street lamp flared gorgeously through the panels of blue and yellow and ruby glass. Outside, it was cold and windy, and we could feel the gale buffeting against the side of the tram, making it sway and lurch ore than usual, and throwing the passengers of song, and the fresh, clean, cold sea-wind was blowing right through the upper deck. Above, a high half-moon seemed to be skidding along on its back through piles of black, white-lined rags. It was a wild night, with a sense of magic in the offing. The people in the tram did not like ordinary mortals; a kind of exhilaratinggaietyhadseizedthem,anditseseememed to lighten their bodies and illuminate their faces. At times I was sure we were really flying.

我好像记得最好的我们的电车一个冬天的夜晚旅程。

我们是去参观在韦斯图我的奶奶，我很兴奋，因为一个晚上游览是我闻所未闻的。一直下雨；煤气灯亮闪闪发光的鹅卵石路面，加倍光彩。电车线振动下发白色雨滴阵雨。在RAM的一切似乎新鲜和闪闪发光的。凉风习习的窗户，通过蓝色和黄色和红宝石玻璃板的雨水，通过路灯爆发华丽的长而闪闪发光。外面，又冷又刮风，我们可以感觉到大风抖反对一方的有轨电车，使它摆动和倾斜矿比平常，并把乘客的歌曲，和新鲜的，干净的，冰冷的海风吹到上层甲板。以上，高半个月亮似乎打滑沿背上成堆的黑色，白色内衬的破布。这是一个疯狂的夜晚，在海面上的魔术。在有轨电车的人并没有像普通人一样；欢乐抓住了他们，并看起来减轻他们的身体和照亮他们的脸。有时，我确信我们是真正的飞行。