无论是身处学校还是步入社会，大家都尝试过写作吧，借助写作也可以提高我们的语言组织能力。范文书写有哪些要求呢？我们怎样才能写好一篇范文呢？以下是小编为大家收集的优秀范文，欢迎大家分享阅读。

外研社杯全国英语写作大赛 外研社杯全国英语写作大赛篇一

dear mom,

i have encountered the poem

a travelers song

again in my class in the strange land where i feel lonely, and i cannot help writing something for you, mom, even though we have been separated since long and i have to travel so much that i never actually speak to you. now im writing to you to tell my story about your absence.

true, life was hard without you. when i travelled in this world at the age of ten, i was always bullied by others who enjoyed the jocund company of their mothers. they laughed at me, teasing me as a ^v^pathetic pity^v^, as some primitive creature with no family teaching. i tried to fight back, wrestling with the boys and pulling other girls hair, which augmented the hatred between us. other less malicious children would shun from my presence. things became more tricky when i entered puberty, as a growing girl lacking common sense. i was too timid to ask dad about the changes in my body, to whose answer i had to secretly search on the internet for. how unfair! im nothing less than the others. the point is just that i travel away from you while others stay with your counterparts.

i did hate you, sometimes, but always i did not. i asked dad where you stayed, and he answered, with a hushed sob that you were travelling all around the world. that was when i burnt your photos furiously and then buried the ashes in the ground, for i thought you were such an irresponsible mother to travel all the way with no caring for your own child. yet i came to understand, gradually, that it was my dad and i who travelled constantly and even willingly, that you were always there, waiting to hold me and caress my face in reunion.

i understand this because i found the gifts that you had made for me: a hill of handmade sweaters which are meticulously designed and crafted at every corner, dazzling and rejoicing like a garden of unfurling flowers in spring; a mountain of toys for both girls and boys ( which i understand fully because you knew not my gender ); a box of letters that you composed for me, full of words like ^v^dear^v^ and ^v^baby^v^ and ^v^my angel^v^. then i finally learned to love you. i learned to write, and the very first writing was about you; i tried to paint, and i without hesitation drew down my image of you. i returned to where i had buried your photos and dug out the ashes and turned the pitch black clay into a shimmering statue of you. father loves you as well, by the way, keeping your slippers beside his bed and renewing your transportation pass every month. only if we could cease to travel and go back to you!

however, i know i must keep traveling, because this is your wish for me, but your wish will never stop me from blaming myself. i have discovered the secret, to tell you the truth. dont tell dad, for im aware of how hard he has been trying to seal this. i overheard the reason why you were left alone and unable to travel with us when dad was talking to my grandmother with every line on his face suffused with severe sorrow, that you had to leave because of me, that you left when i came to this world and embarked on my journey. but...but...how could you be so hard like a stone! to make me love you and let me blame myself! how could you let me kill you! i was paralyzed with an unnamed fit at that time and i rushed back to my own room, feeling something cold and sad streaking down my face.

i remember that night when leaves fell without wind, and i wished to barter my life for yours in vain. i remember in the dream that you tapped on my head like a ghost and sighed, with which i soon recovered and braved my lonely journey.

now i have decided to live, not only for me, but for you. i still wear the sweaters you made, and i answer the letters you wrote, feeling your being perching on the bough of my soul. i shed tears, really, when i read the poem again. i know i must return late from my travel which is a life-long one, but i assure you that i will never forget you and never stop feeling grateful.

what a pity that you may not know my name, but i will always love you.

yours.

（为真实展示选手赛场上的写作风貌，文章为从itest 大学外语测试与训练系统中摘出的原生作品，仅供学习分享使用。）

外研社杯全国英语写作大赛 外研社杯全国英语写作大赛篇二

feeling of youth

no young man believes he shall ever die. it was a saying of my brothers, and a fine one. there is a feeling of eternity in youth, which makes us amend for everything. to be young is to be as one of the immortal gods. one half of time indeed is flown-the other half remains in store for us with all its countletreasures; for there is no line drawn, and we see no limit to our hopes and wishes. we make the coming age our own-

the vast, the unbounded prospect lies before us.

death. old age. are words without a meaning. that paby us like the idea air which we regard not. others may have undergone, or may still be liable to them-we ^v^bear a charmed life“, which laughs to scorn all such sickly fancies. as in setting out on delightful journey, we strain our eager gaze forward-

bidding the lovely scenes at distance hail!

and see no end to the landscape, new objects presenting themselves as we advance; so, in the commencement of life, we set no bounds to our inclinations. nor to the unrestricted opportunities of gratifying them. we have as yet found no obstacle, no disposition to flag; and it seems that we can go on so forever. we look round in a new world, full of life, and motion, and ceaseleprogress; and feel in ourselves all the vigor and spirit to keep pace with it, and do not foresee from any present symptoms how we shall be left behind in the natural course of things, decline into old age, and drop into the grave. it is the simplicity, and as it were abstractedneof our feelings in youth, that (so to speak) identifies us with nature, and (our experience being slight and our passions strong) deludes us into a belief of being immortal like it. our short-lives connection with existence we fondly flatter ourselves, is an indissoluble and lasting union-a honeymoon that knows neither coldness, jar, nor separation. as infants smile and sleep, we are rocked in the cradle of our wayward fancies, and lulled into security by the roar of the universe around us0we quaff the cup of life with eager haste without draining it, instead of which it only overflows the more-objects prearound us, filling the mind with their magnitude and with the strong of desires that wait upon them, so that we have no room for the thoughts of death.

外研社杯全国英语写作大赛 外研社杯全国英语写作大赛篇三

john olbrich

任教于清华大学

2019“外研社·国才杯”全国英语写作大赛评委

the judges were asked to evaluate the essays in the writing competition according to three criteria: content/ideas,organisation/development,and language. i shall follow this format.

content was excellent, very well-argued and thought-through. the writer’s range of knowledge of current social issues was impressive, covering genetics, cloning, ai, disease, moocs and the new york stock market. she/he argued persuasively for the continuing evolution of humanity through advances in medicine, ai and technology rather than along sir david attenborough’s more simplistic view of evolution as a darwinian survival of the fittest.

organisation and development were also outstanding. the writer followed a logical progression, numbering her/his points and with clear and ordered writing. sentence structure was good, and her/his ideas were presented with clarity and intelligence. the argument had an introduction, definite paragraphs with separate points and a clear conclusion, and the argument was easy to follow yet with intricate knowledge.

language was where the writer fell down. although complex vocabulary was used widely and for the part correctly, this piece is not immune from simple grammatical mistakes – in particular

in general, this was an outstanding piece of argument, clear and logical and using a wide range of ideas and concepts.

上周读过写作大赛高分议论文之后，是否感到意犹未尽，余韵悠长。

本次将为大家带来2019“外研社·国才杯”全国英语写作大赛决赛

冠军的记叙文佳作

，一起感受选手笔下的动人故事，聆听专家的细致点评！

外研社杯全国英语写作大赛 外研社杯全国英语写作大赛篇四

田朝霞教授

南京师范大学

2019“外研社·国才杯”全国英语写作大赛评委

文学博士，剑桥大学、伦敦大学学院、墨尔本文法学校访问学者。南京师范大学“教学十佳”及“教书育人”奖获得者。

2019“外研社.国才杯”全国英语写作大赛的记叙文要求选手基于唐代诗人孟郊的《游子吟》，写一篇真实的或虚构的故事。

这是一篇触人心弦，使人久久不能忘怀的故事。其可圈可点不可胜数。

其一，标题引人入胜。

标题乃是文眼，“a letter from an unknown child”立刻映入读者眼帘，使人忍不往下读。“unknown child”是谁？给谁的信？为什么要写信？发生了什么事儿？悬念迭起。

其二，书信形式新颖别致。

用书信的形式来呈现一篇故事出人意表，着实很妙！书信，是最古朴、最真挚的情感表达方式，也可以说是最隐私、最信任的一种情感交流，必然给人带来强烈的情感期待：是心跳、是惊骇、是悲痛、是喜悦？读者不由自主地进入一段体验的旅程。

其三，故事完整，跌宕起伏。

故事开始，在他乡读起《游子吟》，“我”不由想起“你”，于是向“你”倾诉没有“你”的日子。没有“你”的童年是没有爱和欢乐的童年，于是“我”心中生“恨”。“我”开始埋怨“你”的不负责任，愤而烧毁“你”的照片。而当“我”看到堆放得满屋子的“你”亲手编织的sweaters，当“我”看到堆成山的“你”为“我”准备的各式玩具，当“我”品味满盒子里“你”的亲笔信，“我”了解了“你”的爱。

一波未平，一波又起。“我”偶然获知，原来“你”的死皆因“我”起，原来“你”知道“我”的来临便是“你”的死期。“我”不禁感叹：“to make me love you and let me blame myself! how could you let me kill you!”“我”曾对“你”何等残忍、何等不公！“我”愿以“我”的命换“你”的，如果可以。“你”永远待在原地，“你”爱光芒照射我四周，从未远离；而“我”必须前行，这亦是“你”的希望。无风叶落的秋夜，你再入梦来，轻弹我的额头，于是我孤独的旅程再无恐惧。

今日再吟《游子吟》，“你”的手中线，“我”的身上衣（sweater），泪已湿满襟。在“我”的故事里，还巧妙地穿插着父亲、祖母。他们的出现自然地推动着故事的发展和转折，更加衬托母亲的爱，使主题更加深刻。

其四，语言表达可圈点。

应该说，在关键处，特别是感情饱满处，行文语言流畅自然，感人至深。例如“the point is just that i travel away from you while others stay with your counterparts”“yet i came to understand, gradually, that it was my dad and i who travelled constantly and even willingly, that you were always there, waiting to hold me and caress my face in reunion”“then i finally learned to love you. i learned to …; i tried to …. i returned to … and turned the pitch black clay into a shimmering statue of you”“i remember that night …. i remember in dream that you tapped my head ….”等。

其五，与所给材料相呼应，并巧用比喻发人深思。

题目要求基于《游子吟》写一篇故事，选手干脆就写了一篇“慈母手中线，游子身上衣”的故事。这是第一个照应。故事开头因读诗开始，最后以读诗结尾，这是与材料的第二个照应。第三个照应，无论是有意无意，可说是“妙”——是“travel”的隐喻使用。“我”是他乡的游子；“我”和父亲无时无刻不在路途中；“only if we could cease to travel and go back to you”；“我”必须“keep traveling”以完成“你”的遗愿——“你”死“我”生那一刻，已注定“我”的不归路；“你”梦中的安抚，扫去“我”途中的孤寂与恐惧。“我”生来是游子，一路上都是故事，故事里充满对“你”的情思。

贯穿全篇的“travel”和“journey”让人想起“life is a journey, and we are all travelers”的比喻——只要有时空和人的存在，又有什么时间轴上的延展不是journey呢？这个比喻并不是故事的焦点，却让人回味深长。

这篇作品有瑕疵吗？有，应该还不少。这里仅提两点。第一，语言表达及规范问题频现。这里不多举例。提醒注意信函开始的格式以及第一段的多处错误。第二，根据不同读者的阅读体验，可能有些读者感觉这个故事不够“新”。

在有限的时间里能够完成这样一篇故事，真的不该太苛刻。应该说，

这是一篇主题突出，情节丰满，故事曲折，感人至深的故事。

外研社杯全国英语写作大赛 外研社杯全国英语写作大赛篇五

许泓一 四川大学

（指导教师：方云军）

2019“外研社·国才杯”全国英语写作大赛冠军

通过审题，我认为这次记叙文的创作主题明确指向亲情。这种主题的故事写起来格外容易流于俗套和矫作，因而，如何把一个司空见惯的主题写得兼具新意和真情便成为了我构思的重点。出于描写深挚情感的需要，我决定采用书信体进行写作，并通过化用茨威格的letter from an unknown woman确定了我的标题。我同样用生死的问题来解释“unknown”一词，但比起茨威格小说中绝望的感情，我认为《游子吟》传递的恰恰相反，是充满希望的感激，由此明确了故事的整体走向。

在行文过程中，我特别注意保持记叙文的故事性，避免其成为纯粹的抒情文段。围绕着“我”对母亲在我成长过程中缺席这一认识的加深展开故事，并将母亲为“我”而死留作悬念，在对这一悬念的揭示中把故事推向高潮。

在写作中，我又反复阅读《游子吟》：游子为什么要离开？为什么可能“迟迟归”？基于这些疑问，尝试把整首诗理解为一个隐喻，并将这种暗示融进文中，希望通过“失去母亲的游子”这一意象引发读者的联想——关于成长中的漂泊、两代间的矛盾、向死而活的生命。

重读全文，我发现自己的语言还有不少缺陷，观点也不够成熟，但我仍然希望这个故事能带给读者一些感动与思考。

外研社杯全国英语写作大赛 外研社杯全国英语写作大赛篇六

write a story based on the poem

a travellers song

by meng jiao, a chinese poet of the tang dynasty. you can choose to write a true story or an imaginary one. you should provide your own title and write between 600 and 800 words.

游子吟

慈母手中线，

游子身上衣。

临行密密缝，

意恐迟迟归。

谁言寸草心，

报得三春晖。

a travellers song

by meng jiao

translated by liu jianxun

the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother

makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy;

carefully she sews and thoroughly she mends,

dreading the delays that will keep him late from home.

but how much love has the inch-long grass

for three spring months of the light of the sun?