他写了一封信给我英语怎么写模板

英文书信一般由六部分组成。即：信头(Heading)、信内地址(Inside Address)，称呼(Salutation)，正文(Body of Letter)、结束语(Complimentary Close)、署名(Signature)，有时在书信后面还有附言(Postscript)、附件(Enclosure)，这得视具体情况而定。了解相关精彩内容请参考小编为大家精心准备的文章：

他写了一封信给我英语1

Dear Mary,

Thanks for your last letter. I'm so glad that you have been able (at last! ) to arrange a holiday in Australia. As I fear I won't be able to meet you at the airport when you arrive, nor will I be able to be home until later in the afternoon, so here are some instructions and suggestions. There is a bus from the airport to the city. It is much cheaper than a cab. Take the bus to the city and ask to get off at Town Hall railway station. To get to my place in the eastern suburbs you have three options. You can either take a cab, a bus or the train. I suggest you take the train, since the airport bus will leave you right at the station. Get off at Cliff Station. From there you can either walk to my place (about ten minutes) or take a taxi. Probably you should take a taxi as you will have luggage.

When you arrive at my flat, ring the intercom for Flat 2. My friend Lillian will be at home and she will open the front door for you and let you into my flat. Presumably you will be tired and want to sleep. But if you feel like some exercise after that long flight, you could stroll down to Cooper Park, which is only ten minutes away ? you can see it from the window. Cheers and looking forward to seeing you.

Yours sincerely,

Annie

他写了一封信给我英语2

Dear Sir,

I was very interested in your advertisement in today's edition of The Evening Post and I should like to apply to be a member of the Amazon Expedition team.

I am twenty-three years old and have an honors degree in Botany from Bath University. Since leaving university I have been working in a research laboratory but my contract comes to an end in six weeks. I would particularly like to join the expedition for the opportunity it would give me to study the plant life of the area.

I enjoy several outdoor activities including rowing and rock climbing and I consider myself to be both fit and healthy enough to undertake such an expedition.

If you would like me to attend an interview, I would be able to come at any time convenient to you, (J1) my employers have agreed to give me time off for the purpose. I look forward to hearing from you.

Yours faithfully,

Lily Ma

他写了一封信给我英语3

My Darling McGeorge

You said that things seemed clearer when they were written down. Well, here with a very boring letter in which I will try to put everything down so that you may read and re-read it at a horror at your folly in getting involved with me.

Deep breath. To begin with ,I love you. With a depth and passion and I have felt for no one else in this life. And if it is astonishes you, it astonished me as well. Not, I hasten to say, because you are not worth loving. Far from it. It's just that, first of all,I swore I would not get involved with another woman. Secondly, I have never had such a feeling before and it is almost frightening. Thirdly, I would never have thought it possible that another human being could occupy my waking and sleeping thoughts to the exclusion of almost everything else. Fourthly, I never thought that even if one was in love one could get so completely besotted with another person so that a minute away from them felt like a thousand years. Fifthly, I never hoped,aspired, dreamed that one can find everything one wanted in one person.

I was not such an idiot as to believe this was possible. Yet in you I have found everything I want: you're beautiful, gay, giving, gentle, idiotically and deliciously feminine, sexy, wonderfully intelligent and wonderfully silly as well. I want nothing else in this life than to be with you, to listen and watch you, your beautiful voice, your beauty, to argue with you, to laugh with you, to show you things, to share things with you, to explore your magnificent mind, to explore your wonderful body, to help you, protect you, serve you ,and...bash you on the head when I think you are wrong...

Not to put too fine a point on it, I consider that I am the only man outside mythology to have found crock of gold at the rainbow's end. But, having said all that, let us consider things in details. Don't let this become public, but, well...I have one or two faults. Minor ones,I hasten to say. For example I am inclined to be overbearing. I do it for the best possible motives, all tyrants say that, but I do tend, without thinking, to treat people underfoot. You must tell me when I'm doing it to you, my sweet, because it can be a very bad thing in a marriage.

Right, the second blemish. This actually is not so much a blemish of character as a blemish of circumstance. Darling, I want you to be you on your own right, and I will do everything I can to help you in this. But you must take into consideration that I am also me in my own right. And that I have a head start on you. What I'm trying to say is that you must not feel offended if you are sometimes treated simply as my wife. Always remember that what you lose on the swings you gain on the roundabouts. But i am an established ‘creature’ in the world, and so on occasions you will have to live in my shadow. Nothing gives me less pressure than this. But it is a fact of life that has to be faced.

Third, a very important and nasty, blemish. Jealousy. I don't think you know what jealousy is, thank god, in the real sense of the word. I know that you have felt jealousy over Lincoln's wife and child, but this is what I call normal jealousy, and this to my regret, is not what I've got. What I have got is a black monster and any goodness that I have in my make-up. It is really a Jekyll and Hyde situation... my Hyde is stronger than my good sense and defeats me, hard though I try. As I told you, I have always known that this lurks within me, but I could control it, and my monster slumbered and nothing happened to awake it. Then I met you and I felt my monster stir and become half-awake when you told me of Lincoln and others you have known, would you like to end with your letter my monster came out of its lair, black, irrational, bigoted, stupid, evil, malevolent. You never know how terribly corrosive jealousy is; It is a physical pain as though you have swallowed acid or red hot coals. It is the most terrible of feelings. But you can't help it at least I can't and god knows I've tried. I don't want any ex-boyfriends sitting in church when I marry you. On our wedding day I want nothing but happiness both for you and me, but I know I won't be happy if there is a church full of your ex-conquests. When I marry you I will have no past, only a future. I don't want to drag my past into our future and I don't want you to do it, either. Remember I am jealous of you because I love you. You are never jealous of something you don't care about.

Okay enough about jealousy. Now let me tell you something. I have seen a thousand sunsets and sunrises, in a thousand sunsets and sunrises on land where it floods forest mountains with honey-coloured light, at sea where it rises and sets like a blood orange in a multi-coloured nest of cloud, slipping in and out of the vast ocean. I have seen thousand moons. Harvest moon is like gold coins, winter moons as white as ice chips, new moons like baby swans' feathers. I have seen seas as smooth as if painted, coloured like shot silk or blues as a kingfisher or transparent as glass or black and crumpled with foam, moving ponderously and murderously. I have felt winds straight from the south pole, bleak and wailing like a lost child; Winds as tender and warm as a lover's breath; Winds that carried the astringent smell of salt and the death of seaweeds; Winds during the moist rich smell of a forest floor, the smell of a million flowers. Fierce winds that churned and moved the sea like yeast, or winds that made the waters lap at the shore like a kitten. I've known silence: the cold, earthy silence at the bottom of a newly dug well; The implacable stony silence of a deep cave; The hot, drugged midday silence when everything is everything is hypnotized and still moved into silence by the eye of the sun. The silence when great music ends. I've heard that summer cicadas cry so that the sound seems stitched into your bones. I've heard a tree frogs in an orchestration as complicated as Bach singing in a forest lit by a million emerald fireflies. I've heard the Keas calling over the grey glaciers that groaned to themselves like old people as they inched. Their way to the sea. I've heard the hoarse street vendor cries of the mating Fur seals as they sang to their sleek golden wives, the crisp staccato admonishment of the rattlesnake, make the cobweb squeak of the Bat and the belling roar of the red deer knee-deep in purple heather. I've heard wolves baying at a winter's moon, read howlers making the forest vibrate with their roaring cries. I've heard the squeak, purr and grunt of a hundred multi-coloured reef fishes. I’ve seen hamming birds flashing like opals round a tree of scarlets blooms, humming like a top. I have seen flying fish skittering like quicksilver across the blue waves, drawing silver lines on the surface with their tails. I've seen Spoonbills flying home to roost like a scarlet banner crossed the sky. I've seen Whales, black as tar, cushioned on a cornflower blue sea,creating a Versailles of fountain with their breath. I have watched butterflies emerge and sit, trembling, while the sun irons their wings smooth. I watch tigers, like flames, mating in the long grass. I have been dive -bombed by an angry Raven, black and glossy as the Devil's hoof. I've lain in water warm as milk, soft as silk, while around me played a host of Dolphins. I have met a thousand animals and see a thousand wonderful things.

All this I did without you. This was my loss. All this I want to do with you. This will be my gain. All this I would gladly have forgone for the sake of one minute of your company, for your love, your voice, your eyes, hair, lips, body, and above all for your sweet, ever surprising mind which is an enchanting quarry, in which it is my privilege to delve.

Gerald Durrell

他写了一封信给我英语4

Dear Sir or Madam,

I'm Li Hua, a middle school student from China. I read the announcement of the summer camp that you have posted on the Internet and I am interested in it.

I know that you welcome students from different countries and I'd like to take part in it. I've been learning English for 10 years, and I speak fluent English. What is more, I'll be able to tell students from other countries about China and learn about their countries as well. I hope I will be accepted as a member of your summer camp.

Looking forward to your reply!

Yours，

Li Hua

他写了一封信给我英语5

Dear Sir or Madam,

I’m Li Hua from Class One, Senior Two. As far as I am concerned, I believe to teach English for pupils from Chen Xi Hope School will be good for both the primary-school students and high-school student tutor, which thus will result in substantial social benefits.

I think I am qualified for being the pupils’ English coach, because I have good character, being independent in life and proficient in English. That’s why I apply for the position; I hope I can join the instructive activity.

My plan for coaching the pupils is to teach them by listening, speaking, reading and writing. What’s more important is to stimulate their interests in learning English as a foreign language, creating a good learning environment. I hope you can offer the opportunity.

Yours sincerely,

Li Hua

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