第一篇(2022·惠州高三第一次调研)In our kitchen, there was a wooden table and three chairs—one for Dad, one for Mom, and one for me. In the cellar (地窖), the very last jar of apple jam lay quietly on the shelf, waiting to be turned into an apple pie when Dad came back. Mom sat at one end of the table. I sat in the middle between her and Dad. I tried not to look at Dad's empty place. Dad had gone to the city to look for work for a long time.
Every night, I lay awake in bed and waited for the train to stop. I waited to hear the creaky (嘎吱作响的) sound of the gate Dad was going to fix when he came home. I waited to hear the sound of his work boots dropping on the step by the kitchen door, and his voice calling, “I'm home!”
Every night, as I lay there, I stared at the window and the curtains made of empty flour sacks (麻袋) by Mom.
Every night, Mom came to kiss me goodnight—after the train had gone by. She was listening, too. “Go to sleep. Your dad will be home soon. Maybe for the holiday.”
Time dragging by, finally came the day before the holiday. I went to sleep with the sound of train wheels in my head, whispering, “Maybe tomorrow, maybe tomorrow.”
Early the next morning, the smell of coffee woke me. I ran into the kitchen. There he was! Dad lifted me onto his shoulders and pretended to stagger from my weight. “How's my boy? You've gotten so big that I can barely lift you up any more.”
He put me down, and I stared at the two sacks on the table. One said FLOUR—I knew that word. I tried reading the other: S-U-G-A-R. Dad whistled admiringly and winked at me. Mom and I had been practicing my letters most days. I could see that Mom was pleased with me. “I'm going to bake a pie for your Dad's homecoming dinner. Jimmy, bring me that jar of apple jam from the shelf in the cellar,” Mom smiled at me.
注意:续写词数应为150左右。 Hearingthis,
Itookthestepstwoatatimetothecellar._____________________________________________________________
“
Nevermind,
boy,
accidentshappen
,
”
Dadsaidandwipedmytears._____________________________________________________________
【写作思路】 根据所给内容可知,本文以时间为线索展开叙述,讲述了“我”对美食苹果派的美好期待。“我”期待美食的同时,也期待着离家多日的父亲能早日归来。在节日来临之时,父亲终于回家了,还带回了制作苹果派需要的面粉和糖,一家人很高兴,母亲决定烤制苹果派以庆祝父亲的归来。
根据续写部分所给出的首句提示及原文的结尾可知,“我”在帮助母亲取苹果酱时应该发生了一点小意外。第一段的重点在于描写“我”取苹果酱的细节;第二段的重点在于叙述意外发生后,父亲对“我”的安慰及事后的处理,主题应遵照原文所给出的家人生活幸福、和谐这一基调。
One possible version:
Hearingthis, Itookthestepstwoatatimetothecellar. “No problem.” I jumped at the request and rushed downstairs. The jar just stood quietly on the shelf, but it seemed a bit high. I climbed up the chair nearby and extended my arms as long as possible. When I just grasped the jar. I lost my balance and fell down. I couldn't help crying.What made me sad (主语从句) was not the pain but the jam (不是……而是……)—now scattered everywhere (散落一地).There came Dad's footsteps and Mom's voice (完全倒装结构). “Are you hurt?” I shook my head slightly.Mom helped me up and asked me to go upstairs.With heavy footsteps, I moved slowly and tears welled up in my eyes (眼睛里饱含泪水).
“Nevermind, boy, accidentshappen,”Dadsaidandwipedmytears. “But I ruined your homecoming dinner.” Sorrow overwhelmed me and I kept sobbing. “No, my son,” Dad smiled gently, “My homecoming dinner is not about the pie, but about you and your mom.” Hearing this, I stopped sobbing, “But what can we eat tonight?”“How about an apple pie without apple jam?” Mom came upstairs and cut in. Dad and I exchanged a glance and nodded. After a while, I found myself sitting in the chair(find+宾语+宾语补足语), and this time, I still sat in the middle between Dad and Mom.
Test 2
第二篇 (2022·广东重点中学调研)My mom mentions to the Clarksons that I'm sort of a babysitter and that if they ever need me, I'm responsible.Three days later, I'm playing a matching game with Mr.and Mrs.Clarkson's fiveyearold son, Billy, while they enjoy dinner and a movie.
Things get interesting after lightning brightens the darkening sky followed by a crash of thunder.Billy flies off the sofa and runs to his room.The Clarksons gave me emergency numbers and
other instructions, but they didn't tell me what to do if their kid hides under his bed.
“What's wrong, Billy?” I ask as if I didn't know. “Nothing,” he says. “Then why are you missing?” Silence for a moment, then the truth. “I'm afraid of thunderstorms.” Part of being a great babysitter is being an expert in many fields.This time, I need to be a psychologist.
“Billy, lots of people don't like thunderstorms, but...” “I'm not lots of people,” he points out.I don't know how to respond.I also don't want Billy to have a terrible night.What can I do? Then an idea hits me. “If you don't come out, you're going to miss the funderstorm.”
“You mean thunderstorm,” he corrects. “No. I mean funderstorm.” Billy sticks his head out. “What's that?”“It's having fun during a thunderstorm,” I explain. “When the lightning strikes, you see how many things you can do before the thunder comes.” “Like a contest?” “Yes.” At that moment, lightning lights up the room.Billy looks at me expectantly.
“How many socks can you put on one foot? Go!” He runs to his dresser and starts putting on socks. I count along. “3...4...5...” He gets to 8 before the thunder booms. He seems frightened again.Before he can dive back under the bed, I yell, “Fruits! How many can you name?” The sky lights up. “Apple, banana, pear...” He's in the middle of listing melons when the round ends. “Pretty impressive,” I say. “What else?” he says. “Are you hungry?” I ask, smiling widely. “At the next lightning, go to the kitchen, grab the popcorn, and come back.”
注意:续写词数应为150左右。
Icanstillseealittleworryinhiseyesandask, “YouOK?”
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“Howdidourboygetthroughthethunderstorm?”Mrs.Clarksonasks._____________________________________________________________
One possible version:
Icanstillseealittleworryinhiseyesandask, “YouOK?”“Yes,” he says confidently, surprising me. I yell “Go!” when a flash of lightning comes. He rushes out of his room. Quickly, he returns, drops the container of popcorn, and falls breathlessly onto the floor. “Sixteen seconds,” I say, looking at my watch. “Not bad.” We don't hear anything for a minute or two. “I think the storm is going away,” he says. So is the worried look in his eyes. When the Clarksons return, they apologize for not calling home. They were in the theater and didn't hear the storm.
“Howdidourboygetthroughthethunderstorm?”Mrs. Clarksonasks. “Funderstorm,” Billy corrects immediately, giving me an excited look. Mr. and Mrs. Clarkson both seem very confused. Billy describes our games to his parents cheerfully. At last, he adds, “And I can't wait till the next thunder and lightning!” Billy is not kidding.I can't take other babysitting jobs if storm clouds start rolling in because I know I'll get a call from the Clarksons. Billy has a lot of records to break.
第三篇(2022·福州五月质检)Ms Hart stood in front of her class on the very first day of school and told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her students, saying that she loved them all the same, treating them all alike.And that was impossible because there in front of her, right on the third row, was a little boy named George.
Ms Hart had watched George the year before and noticed he seldom engaged in school games, that he always wore torn dusty clothes and that he constantly needed a bath. As a whole, George was unpleasant.
When Ms Hart was required to review each child's records, she put George's off until last.But his file turned out to be a surprise.His firstgrade teacher wrote, “George is a bright child with a ready laugh.He is a joy to be around.”
Another teacher wrote, “George is an excellent student wellliked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a serious illness and life at home must be a struggle.” The next wrote, “George continues to work hard but his mother's death has been hard on him.Since his father doesn't show much interest, his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken.”
The last record wrote, “George is silent and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and sometimes sleeps in class.He could become a problem.”
By now Ms Hart realized the problem and New Year was coming fast.Her children brought her presents, all in beautiful ribbon and bright paper, except for George's, which was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper of a scissored grocery bag.Ms Hart took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents.Some of the children started to laugh when she found a toy bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was onequarter full of perfume.She stopped the children's laughter when she declared how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and wearing some of the perfume on the other wrist.
George stayed behind just long enough to say, “Ms Hart, today you smelled just like my mom used to.”
注意:续写词数应为150左右。 AfterGeorgeleft,
MsHartdecidedtocareforhimlikeamother._____________________________________________________________
Manyyearslater, MsHartattendedGeorge'swedding, wearingtheverybracelethegaveher. _____________________________________________________________ One possible version:
AfterGeorgeleft, MsHartdecidedtocareforhimlikeamother. She thought that she must do something to help George walk out the sorrow for his mother's death. On Friday she would invite George for dinner with her and treat him like her son. In her class she always encouraged George to answer her question and praised him for his progress in study. On George's birthday, Ms Hart would gather some pupils to have a party for George and offer a fancy birthday cake. George grew up merrily and became an excellent student again.
Manyyearslater, MsHartattendedGeorge'swedding, wearingtheverybracelethegaveher. When she appeared on the stage, George was excited to see his kind teacher. He saw her wearing his gift given many years ago and he knew she treasured it. He embraced her tightly,whispering, “Thank you, Ms Hart, for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important.” Ms Hart was also excited, and her eyes were filled with tears. Then she gave the best wishes to the new couple. The whole wedding went pleasantly and cheerfully.
第四篇(2022·河北六校联考)An anonymous (匿名的) person's rude note was sent to a struggling neighbor.Prior to receiving the unpleasant letter last month, Randa Ragland and her family had been facing a variety of tough challenges.Her husband had lost his job; she had been diagnosed with some health issues; but worst of all, her 3yearold son Jaxen had been diagnosed with stage 4 neuroblastoma just before his birthday.Jaxen had already suffered seven surgeries and been hospitalized more than 20 times.
Being a desperate Mom, Mrs.Ragland had to care for her little son attentively and tried to get in contact with the best doctor in the world for this condition.She and her husband travelled all the way state after state to give her little son a fighting chance.Exhausted and worn out, she found the sparkle of the hope for lighting the messy situation was to go out.
On top of all of these, she opened her mailbox in Pinson, Alabama, to find an unaddressed note from a neighbor criticizing her for the state of her lawn.The note said that since her yard had fallen into disrepair, its appearance was affecting the resale value of their homes and that Ragland needed to do better.
At first, she felt a little angry.But so much had been going on with her and her family.She just didn't have the energy to be more negative.
She posted a photo of the note on the social media as a means of encouraging her friends to have patience with their own neighbors because we never know what hardships someone might be going through.
注意:续写词数应为150左右。 Unexpectedly,
herpostwassharedbydozensofpeople._____________________________________________________________
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Mrs.Raglandhadnevermetanyofthesepeoplebeforeinherlife._____________________________________________________________
One possible version:
Unexpectedly, herpostwassharedbydozensofpeople.It spread throughout the community.The very next day, a team of lawn care service members showed up to take care of her grass; dozens of volunteers showed up with tools to clear the rubbish; and some people brought groceries from the store, while others tidied up the house.All of these volunteers joined together to form a group dedicated to helping the Raglands.
Mrs.Raglandhadnevermetanyofthesepeoplebeforeinherlife.The compassion of the volunteers had an enormous impact on relieving her struggles.No one had imagined that the note later sparked an outpouring of kindness from across the community.Needless to say, Mrs.Ragland was filled with so much gratitude and her life was actually lit up by the note.
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