地球写给人类的信优秀英语作文
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地球写给人类的信优秀英语作文

时间:2015-12-11 12:08:18 | 编辑:王晓坤

篇一、地球写给人类的信英语

We Need Protecting!

We are natural reource that people have wated all through our hitory. We have been killed for our fur and feather, for food, for port, and imply becaue we were in the way. Thouand of kind of my rade have diappeared from the earth forever.

Hundred more are on the danger lit today. About 170 kind in the United State aloneare conidered in danger. Why hould people care u more? Becaue human need u,Ye!, and becaue once we are gone, there will never be any more.We are more than jut beautiful or intereting. We are more than jut a ource of food. Every animal like me ha it place in the balance of nature. Detroying one kind of my rade can create many problem.

For example, when farmer killed large number of hawk, the farmer' tore of corn and grain were detroyed by rat and mice. Why? Becaue hawk eat rat and mice, with no hawk to keep down their number, the rat and mice multiplied quickly.

Luckily, ome kind people are working to help ave u. Some group raie money to let people know about the problem. And they try to get the government to pa law protecting animal in danger.

Quite a few countrie have paed law,which forbid the killing of any rade of u or planton the danger lit. Slowly, the number of omemy rade in danger i growing. In the end,I appeal to the human being waking up and devoting to protecting u from now on!Becaue we are inlackable in the world.[由www.haoZuowen.Com整理]

篇二、地球写给人类的信英语

Firt off, allow u to apologize for the abduction.

Although it eemed like a good idea at the time, we recognize that too often you did not find the experience a atifying a we did. We genuinely regret the way thing got out of hand.

It tarted out a jut omething to do, an occaional way to blow off team after a long day of obervation. We tried not to break anybody, and we alway put you back where we found you. Frankly you aren't all that intereting, and we might oon have grown tired of the whole thing.

But we got uch a kick out of your cute eyewitne account, what with the torie of our big dark eye and little arm and all. You made u feel pecial, even if your tale were complete crap. The book, the movie, the T-hirt—we were like celebritie. And ome of you took it all o eriouly, with your conpiracy theorie and everything. It wa really quite a hoot.

Then thi guy Whitley Strieber came along, and he ort of took the joy out of it, you know? What a killjoy hitbag he i. Today we abduct only nerdy guy who live alone in Airtream trailer, primarily becaue they're nerd and, truth be told, we jut like to me with their head.

Many of you have written aking about crop circle, o let' et the record traight.

It ain't u. Really, it' not. Think about it. You people have trouble reaching your own moon, and even you have cell phone, atellite TV, and high-peed DSL.

We ail between tar at peed you believe impoible—you think we have to knock down veggie in order to communicate?

And why do you alway aume we land in rural area? Pleae. On a planet with New York, Rio de Janeiro, Pari, and Amterdam, you figure we'd chooe to hang out in Rowell, New Mexico? Have any of you actually been there? (By the way, Area 51 i a real hole. In the unlikely event we're ever in the neighborhood again, we're taying omeplace ele for ure.)

We would be remi if we failed to mention the anal probing. For the longet time, we wear we thought thoe were data port. We meant no harm, and hope that you will, like u, try to forget thi unfortunate chapter in our hitory. In retropect it wa imply a bad idea.

Now we don't want to be een a whiner, but there are a few thing we wih to dicu.

For one thing, we are troubled by the way we have been portrayed in the media. We repreent an array of life whoe richne and heer cope would atound you. Yet for the mot part, on thi planet we are typecat a either hairle dweeb with forehead like watermelon, or ele giant inect who want to eat you.

No offene, but thi i epecially hard to take from a backwater planet mot being have never heard of. (In fairne, thi i not entirely true. Earth i generally known for one thing: cottage cheee. Seriouly, nobody ele ever thought of that. Not even the Lobo?lata, who are themelve dairy product.)

The very word “alien” i plagued by negative aociation. According to our latet focu group, the term conjure up image of 1) limy, paraitic creature who pring onto the face of unupecting being in order to plant their young inide, or 2) people picking cabbage. (Apologie to the Bulibian: limy, paraitic creature who actually do pring onto the face of unupecting being in order to plant their young inide.)

We've dicued thi among ourelve, and we no longer wih to be called alien. Henceforth, we prefer to be called “Chuck Norri?.” Pleae do not horten, hyphenate, or alter thi in any way. The plural form i the ame, a in, “Hey, there goe a Chuck Norri?. Wait, there goe another one."

Finally, ome advice.

Look, from where we it, you're all the ame. We appreciate that human being come in lightly different model and color, and to you thee nearly imperceptible difference eem to caue no end of trouble. But honetly, we're atounded that you can even tell yourelve apart. In blind tate tet, in fact, the average Chuck Norri? cannot detect any difference whatoever. So chill, people of Earth, and try to get along.

While you're in a reflective mood, take a cloer look at what you're doing to your planet. You are ruining it: depleting your natural reource, polluting your air, ickening your ocean, and detroying unique pecie forever. Thi i jut plain wrong, not to mention completely irrational. Everyone know that the logical thing i to find omebody ele' planet and ruin that. Noob. How can you poibly expect to urvive in the coming intertellar economy?

By the way, we've elected you to come up with the new hared unit of galactic currency. Jut pick omething mall and ubiquitou, omething of nominal value that you won't mi much. It' your call, but we ugget hamter.

In cloing, much of what you do befuddle u. Many of your core concept—uch a guilt, elflene, and David Haelhoff—imply have no counterpart in non-Terran culture. You're what galactic ociologit call “a bunch of trange duck."

Yet for reaon not entirely clear, we have developed a certain affection for you. We'd jut a oon keep you around, if only for the entertainment value.

We're going away for a bit now, and when we return, we expect to find that you have made ignificant progre toward itting at the adult’ table. Thi will, of coure, mean fewer enele military conflict, le reality televiion, and no more Sudoku.

Don't make u come down there.