打包读后续写高考英语作文新题型15

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新高考读后续写

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总体思路;最后确定将全文主旨定位在人与自然、动物的关系上--人与动物的和谐关 系。另外,在描写上将eyes作为全文的一个重要线索并与开头句...I remember his face clearly, especially his eyes呼应。
第一段第一句:Spotty有一天回家,断了一条腿。
我当时的反应是什么? 看到了什么? Spotty状态描写 为什么会断了一条腿?(最难处理) 我一定是误解了,对Spotty有过激的反应。 Spotty逃跑 到处寻找,但找不到 一段时间以后得知真相
Paragraph 1: One day, Spotty returned from his daily walk with a broken leg." "Oh, no!" I let out a loud scream as I saw Spotty limping in with a pained expression on his face. But Spotty seemed to take no notice of me and hid under my bed, his whole body trembling and his eyes full of terror and distrust. It was so unlike him to react like this, that for one moment I was at a loss how to coax him to me. Feeling a little upset and furious, I somehow came holding a long stick, trying to drive him out. However, before the stick reached him, Spotty suddenly howled and escaped through the door. In the next few days, we searched everywhere for Spotty, but in vain. Later, we were shocked to learn that a man beat him with a stick when Spotty was approaching a little girl.

高考英语作文读后续写20篇附范文

高考英语作文读后续写20篇附范文

高考英语作文读后续写1.【浙江省温州市2018届高三普通高中高考语数英适应性测试】It was an Art lesson. Rachel sat at the desk watching her classmates busy preparing the water jars and paints. She understood why Mrs. Weston asked her to sit down and got Lisa to fetch everything for her. It was always a disaster when Rachel tried to do Art!Rachel sighed and reached out to dip her brush in some black paint and—oh, no! She knocked over the jar. The water spread across the desk and drowned the paper. Lisa called Mrs. Weston to see what Rachel had done. Rachel went red in the face. She jumped to her feet to get a cloth. Her chair fell over backwards. She turned round and her paintbrush caught Lisa across the face, giving her a black moustache. Lisa was so surprised that she fell back against a wire bookstand. It came crashing down and the books went all over the floor.How clumsy! Rachel thought as she went home on the bus. The bus stopped outside her house. She jumped up and her elbow (肘部) knocked a woman’s hat right over her eyes. Oh, no! Rachel said sorry, got off and ran indoors. Mum wasn’t in the kitchen but lay in bed as she caught an awful cold. Rachel offered to make a cup of tea but Mum would rather wait for Dad. Rachel sighed. She understood Mum was afraid she would spill (溅出) it.“But would you go to Mrs. Willow for some cold cure?” asked Mum. Rachel turned to the door at once. “But Rachel, Mrs. Willow’s house is full of beautiful things, so if she asks you to come in, you’d better say no.” Rachel sighed and ran out.Mrs. Willow was an old lady with white hair and sharp blue eyes living in an old house. She opened the door and invited her in. Rachel said why she came and that she preferred to wait outside remembering her mother’s warning. Mrs. Willow insisted Rachel come inside. Rachel took a deep breath and stepped in. She looked round Mrs. Willow’s sitting room and saw at once why Mum had been worried.注意:1. 所续写短文的词数应为150 左右;2. 应使用5个以上短文中标有下划线的关键词语;3. 续写部分分为两段,每段的开头语已为你写好;4. 续写完成后,请用下划线标出你所使用的关键词语。

高考英语作文新题型读后续写实践指南

高考英语作文新题型读后续写实践指南

高考英语作文新题型读后续写实践指南全文共6篇示例,供读者参考篇1A New Challenge: The Reading-to-Write Task for the Gaokao English ExamHi there, friends! It's me, your pal Xiao Ming, back with an exciting new guide! As we all know, the Gaokao is a super important exam that we'll need to take when we're in high school. And guess what? There's a brand-new type of question in the English section called the "reading-to-write" task. Sounds fancy, right? Well, don't worry, because I'm here to help you understand it better and give you some tips to ace it!First things first, what is this reading-to-write thing all about? Basically, you'll be given a short passage to read, and then you'll have to write a response based on what you've read. It could be a letter, an email, a story, or even a little essay! Isn't that exciting?Now, you篇2The New "Read and Continue Writing" Section in Gaokao English: A Practical Guide for Young WritersHello, young friends! Are you feeling a bit nervous about the new "Read and Continue Writing" section in your upcoming Gaokao English exam? Don't worry, your old pal is here to help! In this guide, we'll explore this exciting new task together and learn some fun tips to tackle it like champions.First things first, what exactly is this "Read and Continue Writing" thing? Well, it's like a storytelling adventure! The examiners will provide you with a short passage, and your job is to read it carefully and then continue the story in your own words. Sounds exciting, right?Now, let's break it down into simple steps:Step 1: Read the Passage CarefullyBefore you start writing, you need to understand the story you've been given. Read it slowly and pay attention to the characters, their actions, and the setting. It's like being a detective, gathering clues from the passage to help you continue the story seamlessly.Step 2: Identify the Key ElementsAfter reading the passage, make a mental note (or jot down if you prefer) of the important elements you need to carry forward in your writing. These could be the main characters, their personalities, the plot so far, or any specific details mentioned in the passage.Step 3: Let Your Imagination Run Wild!This is the fun part! Now that you have the foundation, it's time to let your creativity shine. Think about how you want the story to progress. Will there be a surprising twist? A heartwarming moment? Or maybe an exciting adventure? The choice is yours!Step 4: Plan Your StorylineBefore you start writing, it's a good idea to plan out your storyline. You can create a simple outline or a mind map to organize your ideas. This will help you stay focused and ensure that your story flows smoothly from the given passage.Step 5: Write, Write, Write!Now, it's time to put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard)! Start writing your continuation of the story, following the outline or ideas you've planned. Remember to use descriptive language,engaging dialogues, and vivid details to make your writing come alive.Step 6: Check for ConsistencyAs you write, make sure to maintain consistency with the篇3A Student's Guide to the New Gaokao English Writing Continuation TaskHi there! My name is Xiaoming and I'm in 6th grade. I've been studying really hard for the big Gaokao test to get into a great university. This year they added a brand new section to the English writing part that is super weird and different from anything we've done before. It's called the "Writing Continuation" and I was pretty confused when I first saw it. But after practicing a bunch, I think I've got the hang of it now! Let me share my tips with you.The Writing Continuation goes like this: you read a short story or article, but the last paragraph is missing. Then you have to continue writing the ending yourself based on the context and content of what you just read. Crazy right? When I first tried it, I was like "How am I supposed to know what to write for theending??" But the graders aren't necessarily looking for the "right" ending. They want to see if you can write something creative and logical that fits with the rest of the passage.My first big tip is to read the passage super carefully and take good notes. Underline important details, circle words or phrases that seem significant, jot down any unanswered questions or unresolved parts of the story. The more you analyze and understand the original text, the better position you'll be in to continue it properly.It really helps to identify the main characters, their personalities, motivations and roles in the story. What is the protagonist struggling with or trying to achieve? Who are the other key players helping or blocking them? Getting a clear grasp on the characters is crucial for writing convincing dialogue and action in your continuation true to how they were established.You should also note the passage's tone, writing style and language usage. Is it serious or humorous? Formal orinformal/conversational? Descriptive or straightforward? Using narrative techniques and vocabulary fitting the original author's voice will make your portion read smoothly. Don't switch fromthird person to first person halfway through for example. That would be jarring and inconsistent.Pay close attention to any plot lines, conflicts or unanswered questions that seem unresolved when the passage breaks off. Your job is to continue exploring and developing those unfinished elements in a sensible progression. Maybe a character's backstory was hinted at but not fully explained. Or a mystery was introduced but not yet solved. Identify what loose threads are dangling so you can weave them into your ending in a coherent way.Another important aspect is setting. The environment, time period and circumstances framing the story should be clearly established by what you've read so far. When you pick up writing, you need to maintain consistency with those setting details. Don't randomly shift locations or time frames without logical justification that connects to the initial setup.Once you've fully analyzed the characters, story, writing style, plot threads and setting, it's time to start plotting out your own ending. I brainstorm by making charts, mind maps,OutLINES, etc. How do I want the protagonist's arc to ultimately resolve? What obstacles do they still need to confront? Which relationships,choices or external forces will play a key role in driving the climax and conclusion?It can help to identify themes or messages you want to emphasize through how your continuation concludes the narrative. Is it a heroic coming-of-age tale where the main character overcomes adversity and grows as a person? A tragic romance where sacrifice and loss are central? A satire poking fun at aspects of society? Deciding your intended tone and higher meaning will inform the specific story beats and Resolution you craft.I usually wrap up my brainstorming by writing a one paragraph summary nailing down my planned ending: Who does what? Where does it culminate? How does the central conflict get resolved/evolve? This outline prevents me from going off in a totally random direction that clashes with the original context.Finally, it's time to actually write the continuation! I reread the original passage one last time, taking a few final notes. Then I make sure to directly connect my opening sentence to the thought, dialogue or action where the passage left off. Using relevant transition words like "Meanwhile..." or "Little did he know..." can smoothly carry over between sections.I try to stick to writing 2-4 concise paragraphs totaling around 300 words for a nicely developed but not overly long ending. Cramming too much in risks feeling rushed and needlessly complicated. Conversely, being too vague and brief leaves the resolution feeling incomplete and unsatisfying.As I'm writing the ending paragraphs, I consciously recreate the author's original writing style through my Language choices, descriptions and narrative structure. I might mirror their use of rhetorical篇4The New Reading-to-Write Section: A Guide for Little ExplorersHi there, fellow young learners! It's me, your friend from the playground, here to share some exciting news about abrand-new adventure we'll be embarking on as we prepare for the big English exam. Get ready to stretch your imagination and sharpen your storytelling skills, because the reading-to-write section is here to make our journey even more thrilling!Now, I know what you're thinking – "But writing can be so boring!" Well, my dear friends, this new section is anything butdull. It's like stepping into a magical world where words come alive, and you get to be the master storyteller.Imagine this: You'll be given a short passage to read, like a sneak peek into an exciting tale. But here's the real fun part – you get to continue the story! That's right, you'll have the power to decide what happens next, using your creativity and the clues from the passage.It's like being a literary adventurer, exploring uncharted territories and discovering new realms with every word you write. You'll get to bring characters to life, describe fantastic settings, and weave intricate plots that will leave your readers spellbound.But don't worry; you won't be embarking on this quest alone. Your trusty English teachers will be there to guide you every step of the way, like wise wizards sharing their ancient knowledge. They'll teach you the secrets of storytelling, from crafting captivating introductions to building suspenseful climaxes and delivering satisfying conclusions.And just like any great adventure, there will be challenges along the way. You might encounter tricky vocabulary or grammar rules that seem like formidable foes. But fear not, my young explorers! With practice and determination, you'll slaythose dragons and emerge victorious, your writing skills sharpened like a mighty sword.Now, let me share a few tips and tricks that will help you on this epic journey:Read, read, read! The more stories you devour, the better you'll understand how they're structured and how to weave your own tales. Just like a hungry bookworm, gobble up as many books as you can – from classic adventures to modern-day mysteries, and everything in between.Pay attention to details. Great writers are masters of observation, noticing the tiny details that bring their stories to life. Practice describing the world around you with vivid language, from the colors of the sunset to the way the wind rustles through the trees.Let your imagination run wild! This is your chance to create worlds that exist only in your mind. Don't be afraid to dream up fantastical creatures, magical powers, or even entire civilizations. The more outrageous, the better!Practice, practice, practice. Like any skill worth mastering, writing takes time and effort. Set aside a little time each day to flex your storytelling muscles. Write about your day, describeyour favorite toy, or invent a thrilling tale – the possibilities are endless!Have fun! Remember, this is an adventure, a chance to explore the boundless realms of your imagination. Don't get bogged down by rules or perfectionism. Let your words flow freely, and enjoy the journey.So, my fellow young explorers, are you ready to embark on this exciting new quest? The reading-to-write section may seem daunting at first, but with the right mindset and a little guidance, you'll soon be weaving tales that will captivate audiences far and wide.Imagine the pride you'll feel when you hold your completed story in your hands, knowing that you brought it to life with your own words and creativity. Who knows? You might even discover a passion for writing that will stay with you for life, opening doors to endless adventures and opportunities.So, grab your pens (or keyboards, if you prefer), sharpen your imagination, and get ready to explore the incredible world of storytelling. The reading-to-write section awaits, and with a little courage and a lot of creativity, you'll conquer it like the literary heroes you are destined to become.Happy writing, my friends! May your tales be as epic as your dreams.篇5Hi there! My name is Lily and I'm a 5th grader. I love English class, especially writing stories. This year there is a new type of writing question on the big exam that everyone has to take. It's called "continuation writing" and I think it sounds super fun!The way it works is that you get a story starter paragraph that sets up a scene or situation. Your job is to continue writing the story from there and make up what happens next. Isn't that cool? It's like the teachers are giving you a jumping off point and then you get to use your creativity and imagination to take it in whatever direction you want!At first, I was a little nervous about having to write a whole story for a test. What if I couldn't think of any good ideas? But then my English teacher Ms. Roberts went over some strategies with us, and now I feel a lot more confident.The most important thing, she said, is to read the starter paragraph very carefully. Like, don't just skim over it quickly. Really pay attention to all the details it gives you about thecharacters, setting, and situation. Those details are super important clues for where your story could go next.For example, let's say the starter paragraph introduces a character named Alex who is feeling nervous about trying out for the school play. Well, if you wrote about Alex going on a picnic instead, that wouldn't make any sense because it doesn't relate back to that main detail about the play tryouts.Ms. Roberts also said to look for aaaany small hints or open-ended parts that you can build on. Like if the starter paragraph mentions Alex having a best friend but doesn't give the friend's name, you can decide what to name them. Or if it says Alex is nervous without explaining why, you can come up with a reason like they're shy or they had a bad experience at the last play they were in.The more you can connect your continuation to those original details, the more sense your whole story will make. It's kind of like a puzzle, and the starter paragraph gives you the edge pieces to get you going.Another big tip from Ms. Roberts is to ask yourself: What is the conflict or main problem hinted at in the starter paragraph?A good story needs some kind of conflict or obstacle for the characters to resolve or overcome. Maybe the conflict is external,like Alex struggling with those play tryouts. Or maybe it's an internal conflict, like Alex wanted to try out but their shyness or lack of confidence was holding them back.Once you identify that potential conflict, your job as the writer is to develop it more and create rising action/challenges around it. You can make the conflict get worse before it gets better. You can throw new obstacles in the character's way. The key is to build suspense and keep your readers wondering "Oh no, what will happen next??"Also, make sure you plan out your story events in a logical sequence instead of just writing whatever random things pop into your head. Have a clear beginning, middle, and end where the conflict gets resolved in one way or another. You can leave your readers with a hint at the very end about what might happen after the story is over, but you should wrap up the main storyline you've been telling.Ms. Roberts said it's usually good to include dialogue too, where you write out the characters' exact words in quotes. Dialogue can help bring the characters to life and move the story along. Just don't go overboard and have them talking in every single paragraph.I also think it's fun to add lots of juicy descriptive details, like describing what things look, smell, taste, feel, or sound like. The more you can make the readers really picture and experience the story world in their minds, the more engaging your writing will be.While you definitely want to make sure your story makes logical sense and follows the setup from the starter paragraph, you also get to put your own unique creativeness into it! As Ms. Roberts says, there are infinite possibilities and directions you could take it. The beautiful thing about writing is that there's no one "right" way to continue the story. Let your imaginations run wild!Okay, time for an example. Let's say the starter paragraph is:"Molly's heart pounded as she clutched her flute case tightly to her chest. This was the moment she had been both dreading and looking forward to for weeks—her first chair audition for the elite youth orchestra."Personally, here's how I might continue that story if I was taking the test:"Molly took a deep breath and plastered a shaky smile onto her face as she entered the audition room. Three stern-lookingjudges sat at a table in front of her. The head judge, an older man with rectangular glasses, shuffled through a stack of papers decidedly.'State your name and what piece you'll be performing,' he instructed in a monotone voice without looking up at Molly.'M-Molly Benson,' Molly squeaked out. 'And I'll be playing Concerto for Flute and Strings in G major by Boccherini.'The judge gave a curt nod, finally meeting Molly's terrified gaze. 'You may begin,' he said simply.Molly's clammy hands struggled to unlatch the case. She pulled out her polished silver flute with a trembling grip, suddenly doubting if she had practiced enough..."And I'd go on from there. I'd probably have Molly make a couple tiny mistakes during her audition at first from her nerves, but then have her gain more confidence and nail the rest of the piece. Then she'd have to anxiously wait to hear if she made first chair while all the other musicians auditioned. Maybe I'd throw in a rival character who was also vying for first chair and have some drama between them getting tense about who would get it. Just spitballing here!The point is, the starter paragraph gave me a frame for the setup, characters, and conflict I needed to construct my story around. But then I got to decide what happens next and how Molly deals with that nerve-racking audition scenario.So those are my tips for the new continuation writing question! Read the starter paragraph super carefully, identify the hints of conflict to build on, and use your creativity to take the story in an interesting direction that still connects logically to those original details. Don't stress too much, and most importantly... HAVE FUN WITH IT! You get to put your own unique spin on it, which is the best part of creative writing.Just practice doing a few examples like the flute audition one, and you'll be a continuation writing pro in no time! Let your brilliant imaginations shine through. Thanks for reading my guide, and happy writing!篇6Here's a 2000-word article on "A Practical Guide to the New English Writing Section of the Gaokao Exam: Read and Continue Writing", written from the perspective of an elementary school student:The Gaokao Exam: A Scary Monster for Older KidsHey there, fellow kids! Are you excited about growing up and facing the big, bad Gaokao exam one day? No? Me neither! That test sounds like a real monster, especially the new English writing part where you have to read something and then keep writing the story. Yikes!But fear not, my friends, because your pal is here to guide you through this mysterious "read and continue writing" challenge. It may seem tricky now, but with some tips and practice, you'll be a pro by the time you're a high school senior. Just think of it as a fun creative writing game, but one where you have to follow certain rules. Pretty cool, right?The Read and Continue Game: What's It All About?Okay, so here's how the game works. The Gaokao people will give you a short story or article to read. It could be about anything - a day in the life of a talking dog, a brave kid who saves the world from evil aliens, or even a magical adventure in a world made entirely of candy (yum!). Once you've read the story, your job is to keep writing and continue the tale.But wait, there's a catch! You can't just write whatever you want. You have to pay close attention to the story's characters, setting, plot, and tone. It's like being a detective, gathering allthe clues from the original story to make sure your continuation makes sense and fits perfectly.The Key to Winning: Understanding the 3 C'sTo be a true master of the "read and continue writing" game, you need to remember the 3 C's:Characters: Who are the main people (or talking animals or aliens) in the story? What are they like? How do they act and talk? Your continuation should stay true to their personalities and voice.Context: Where does the story take place? Is it in a big city, a small town, or a magical fantasy world? What's the time period or historical setting? Your writing should match the story's context and setting.Continuity: What's happening in the plot so far? What conflicts or challenges are the characters facing? Your continuation should logically follow the events and storyline that came before.Practice Makes Perfect: Tips and TricksNow that you know the basic rules of the game, it's time to start practicing! Here are some tips to help you become a "read and continue writing" pro:Read, read, read! The more stories you read, the better you'll get at understanding different writing styles, tones, and genres. Start with simple children's books and work your way up to more complex novels as you get older.Pay attention to details. When you're reading the original story for the exam, make sure to note down important details about the characters, setting, and plot. These will be your clues for writing a seamless continuation.Plan your continuation. Before you start writing, take a few minutes to jot down your ideas and plan out how you want the story to progress. This will help you stay organized and ensure your continuation flows smoothly.Show, don't tell. Instead of just telling the reader what's happening, try to show it through vivid descriptions, dialogue, and action. For example, instead of writing "The girl was scared," you could say "Beads of sweat trickled down the girl's forehead as she clutched her teddy bear tightly, her eyes wide with fear."Practice, practice, practice! The more you practice "read and continue writing" exercises, the more comfortable and confident you'll become. Ask your parents or teachers to give you short stories or passages to practice with, and have fun continuing the tales in your own creative way.Remember, the "read and continue writing" section of the Gaokao may seem like a big, scary monster now, but with time, practice, and these tips, you'll be a fearless storytelling warrior! Just imagine how proud you'll feel when you conquer this challenge and write an amazing continuation that wows the examiners.So, keep reading, keep writing, and most importantly, keep having fun with words and stories. Who knows, maybe one day you'll become a famous author, and kids all over the world will be reading and continuing your incredible tales!。

读后续写积累写作句型2024届高考英语作文备考

读后续写积累写作句型2024届高考英语作文备考
sweaty. 5. 我太害怕了,我的心砰砰直跳。 I was so scared that my heart was hammering in my chest.
三、“感到兴奋”的细节描述 1. 当主持人宣布她获奖时,她兴奋极了。 When the host announced that she won the prize, she felt thrilled. 2. 当主持人宣布她获奖时,她的眼睛里闪烁着兴奋的光芒。 When the host announced that she won the prize, her eyes twinkled with
一、“感到疲惫”的细节描述1.她筋疲力尽了。She felt exhausted. 2. 她感到筋 疲力尽,坐在小溪边,把疼痛的脚搁着She felt exhausted and sat by the
stream, resting her aching feet.
二、“感到害怕”的细节描述 1.当看到那只凶恶的狼时,我感到很害怕。 At the sight of the ferocious wolf, I felt very scared. 2. 一看到那只凶猛的狼,我吓得喉咙发紧,膝盖发软。 At the sight of the ferocious wolf, I felt so scared that my throat tightened and
句子积累: 1. 妻子尴尬地站在那里,感到感觉到血涌到脸上。 The wife stood there with embarrassment, feeling the blood rushing to her
face. 2. 她张开嘴,眼睛睁得大大的,脸红了。 She opened her mouth with her eyes widening and face turning red. 3. 所有的空气似乎都消失了,她觉得整个世界都在注视着她。 All the air seemed to disappear and she felt as if the whole world was

【新题型】2016年10月浙江高考英语真题案例—读后续写

【新题型】2016年10月浙江高考英语真题案例—读后续写

【新题型】2016年10月浙江高考英语真题案例—读后续写2016年10月,浙江省秋季高考结束了。

传说已久的英语试题读后续写总算是露出了庐山真面目!然而,参考答案里并没有续写的范文。

不过,夏老师英语提供了续写范文,供大家参考。

第二节读后续写(满分25分)阅读下面短文,根据所给情节进行续写,使之构成一个完整的故事。

◆题型解读与以往的高考英语命题作文不同,读后续写要求考生首先要读懂已有信息,不仅能读懂字面含义,还要理清文章的脉络和关系。

续写短文时,考生需要明白故事的发展进程、前因后果、地理位置变化、人物特征和情感等。

在此基础上,考生顺着文章的思路,根据线索,发挥想象,对其后的情节进行合理预测,并用英语表达出来。

同时,在组织语言时,切记使用5个以上给出的提示词。

◆故事主线已知线索:吵架——出走——迷路——失联——自救——思念——寻路——直升机——飞离……拂晓……可续写线索:失望?坚信?曲折?直升机?Tom?自救?获救?◆续写词汇已给提示词汇:Jane, Tom, lake, walk, climb, at a distance, to her great joy, helicopter, yellow blouse话题激活词汇:环境:forest, stream, rock, berry, valley, steep, cave, lake,waterfall (人口、环境与自然)困难:hunger, starve, thirsty, injure, broken, blood, panic, shelter, survive (survival), suffer, cold, severe (天气与自然灾害) 活动: walk, climb, fall, crawl, taste, attempt, struggle to one’s feet, make one’s way to, pick up (人体与动作)情绪:to one’s great joy, break down救援:rescue team, doctor, search for, spot (天气与自然灾害) 意志品质:calm, courage, will (性格与行为特征)评价:amazing, make itPossible versions:1.Paragraph 1:But no more helicopters came and it was getting dark again. Jane had to stay alone in the forest for another cold night. Although she felt a little sad, she didn’t get fearful. She thought about Tom. “He must have called for those helicopters. Maybe he was in one of them and will come back again! I have to guide him tomorrow.” She fell asleep and dreamed of seeing Tom.Paragraph 2:It was daybreak when Jane woke up. She ate some berries and then walked along the stream, hoping to find a suitable place to guide the helicopter. Fortunately, she saw a huge flat rock in an open area at a distance. She rushed to the rock, climbed onto it and waited. To her great joy, the helicopter appeared again. The nearer it got, the more she flagged the yellow blouse. Luckily, the helicopter didn’t miss Jane this time and it landed near the big rock slowly. Tom jumped off the helicopter and ran towards Jane. She broke down and burst into tears.(续写词数:154)2.Paragraph 1:But no more helicopters came and it was getting dark again. Jane tried to find shelter from the night cold. But unfortunately, she slipped over and broke her leg. With the extreme pain, Jane managed to make her way to a rock for shelter. Under the rock, Jane stayed wide awake, knowing she might not be able to get to the lake with a broken leg. “Don’t be afraid. Tom must be searching for me. And the helicopter will come back tomorrow,” she thought to herself. After quite a while, Jane fell asleep.Paragraph 2:It was daybreak when Jane woke up. She struggled to her feet and headed for the stream. After having some berries and stream water, Jane walked slowly to an open area to wait for her rescue. To her great joy, she soon heard the helicopter. Jane madly waved her yellow blouse when it came into sight. Sadly, the helicopter flied away again. However, soon came the rescue team, together with Tom, who had found Jane’s location from the helicopter. Jane was saved.(续写词数:163)附:2016浙江书面表达应用文分析第一节应用文写作1. 真题回顾假定你是李华。

高考英语作文专题复习:读后续写10篇范文

高考英语作文专题复习:读后续写10篇范文

让知识带有温度。

高考英语作文专题复习:读后续写10篇范文高考英语作文专题复习:读后续写10篇范文1. 阅读下面短文,按照所给情节举行续写,使之构成一个完整的故事。

Thanks to my conservative(保守的) Jewish background, I didn’t believe in angels. That is, not until Christmas Eve of 1979, when an angel brought unexpected joy to my home.After divorce, my two daughters not only lost the security of a whole family, they also tearfully left behind neighborhood friends, a familiar school, and a large house. These had all been replaced with a narrowtwo-bedroom apartment in a poorer part of town.I arranged to take my vocat ion during my children’s winter school holiday. We spent evenings planning activities: cookie baking, games, a pizza night, and evening car rides to view neighborhood holiday lights. With expectation, they seemed to be in good spirits.The week before the school break, however, terrible news of family disasters arrived. By Christmas Eve, gloom clouded our vacation plans. An afternoon outing for movie did little to improve our mood.On returning to our apartment, we were astonished to see a beautiful, six-foot Christmas tree propped(支撑) against our front door. In silent wonder, we looked back and forth, from the tree to one another and around the empty street. Excitement built, and the girls begged to keep the tree.“Maybe it’s for us,” insisted my older daug hter.第1页/共3页千里之行,始于足下“Yeah,” echoed my younger child. “I bet an angel brought it to us!”I laughed aloud at the idea of an angel bringing a Christmas tree to a Jewish family. Caught up in their happiness, I pronounced the tree “ours.”We dragged it inside and headed out to the only supermarket in our small town open that late on Christmas Eve. With holiday goods marked down to half price, I gave a nod of approval to a tree stand(底座), two boxes of multicolored balls, a package of six Santa figurines(小雕像), a 100-foot string of mini lights, and one paper angel.Paragraph 1:Back home, we moved “our” tree into our tiny living room.Paragraph 2:The annual winter holiday became a family tradition.One possible version:Back home, we moved “our” tree into our tiny livi ng room. Cheerfully, the girls painted some paper decorations. With delight that had been absent for months, we started to add the things we bought from the supermarket around the Christmas tree. We strung the lights, hung the multicolored balls and placed the paper angel on top. Finally, with a girl in each of my arms, we sat in the darkness, attracted by the twinkling Christmas tree lights. There was full of joy in our new home.The annual winter holiday became a family tradition.We’d feel complete with a “Jewish Angel” Christmas tree in member of our heaven-sent gift. For many years, we held our breath and experienced the familiar feeling up our arms when we placed the original paper angel on the top of each tree. Still, every Christmas Eve, my daughters and I talked第2页/共3页让知识带有温度。

新高考英语作文专题复习:读后续写练习题汇编(含答案)

新高考英语作文专题复习:读后续写练习题汇编(含答案)

新高考英语作文专题复习:读后续写练习题汇编一“My aunt will come down very soon, Mr. Nuttel,” said a very calm young lady of fifteen years of age; “meanwhile you must try to bear my company.”Framton Nuttel tried to say something which would please the niece now present, without annoying the aunt that was about to come. He was supposed to be going through a cure for his nerves; but he doubted whether these polite visits to a number of total strangers would help much.“Do you know many of the people round here?” asked the niece, when she thought that they had sat long enough in silence.“Hardly one,” said Framton. “My sister was staying here, you know, about four years ago, and she gave me letters of introduction to some of the people here.”“Then you know almost nothing about my aunt?” continued the calm young lady.“Only her name and address;” Framton admitted. He was wondering whether Mrs. Sappleton was married; perhaps she had been married and her husband was dead. But there was something of a man in the room.“Her great sorrow came just three years ago,” said the child. “That would be after your sister’s time.”“Her sorrow?” asked Framton.“You may wonder why we keep that window wide open on an October afternoon,” said the niece, pointing to a long window that opened like a door on to the grass outside.“It is quite warm for the time of the year,” said Framton; “but has that windowgot anything to do with your aunt’s sorrow?”“Out through that window, exactly three years ago, her husband and her two young brothers went off for their day’s shooting. They never came back. In crossing the country to the shooting-ground, they were all three swallowed in a bog. Their bodies were never found.” Here the child’s voice lost its calm sound and became almost human. “Poor aunt always thinks that they will come back someday, they and the little brown dog that was lost with them, and walk in at that window just as they used to do. That is why the window is kept open every evening till it is quite dark. Do you know, sometimes on quiet evenings like this, I almost get a strange feeling that they will all walk in through the window?”It was a relief to Framton when the aunt bustled into the room with a whirl of apologies for being late in making her appearance.“I hope Vera has been amusing you?” she said.“She has been very interesting,” said Framton.“I hope you don't mind the open window,” said Mrs. Sappleton briskly; “My husband and brothers will be home directly from shooting, and they always come in this way.” She rattled on cheerfully about the shooting and the scarcity of birds, and the prospects for duck in the winter. To Framton it was all purely horrible. He made a desperate but only partially successful effort to change the topic; he was conscious that his hostess was giving him only a part of her attention and her eyes were constantly straying past him to the open window and the lawn beyond.Paragraph 1:Then suddenly Mrs. Sappleton brightened into alert attention.Paragraph 2:Framton wildly grabbed his hat and stick; he ran out through the front door and through the gate.二Once upon a sunny morning a man who sat in a breakfast nook looked up from his scrambled eggs to see a white unicorn with a golden horn quietly cropping the roses in the garden. The man went up to the bedroom where his wife was still asleep and woke her. "There's a unicorn in the garden," he said. "Eating roses." She opened one unfriendly eye and looked at him."The unicorn is a mythical beast," she said, and turned her back on him. The man walked slowly downstairs and out into the garden. The unicorn was still there; now he was browsing among the tulips. "Here, unicorn," said the man, and he pulled up a lily and gave it to him. The unicorn ate it gravely. With a high heart, because there was a unicorn in his garden, the man went upstairs and roused his wife again. "The unicorn," he said," ate a lily." His wife sat up in bed and looked at him coldly."You are a booby," she said, "and I am going to have you put in the booby-hatch."The man, who had never liked the words "booby" and "booby-hatch," and who liked them even less on a shining morning when there was a unicorn in the garden, thought for a moment. "We'll see about that," he said. He walked over to the door. "He has a golden horn in the middle of his forehead," he told her. Then he went back to the garden to watch the unicorn; but the unicorn had gone away. The man sat down among the roses and went to sleep.As soon as the husband had gone out of the house, the wife got up and dressed as fast as she could. She was very excited and there was a gloat in her eye. Paragraph 1:She telephoned the police and a psychiatrist; she told them to hurry to her house and bring a strait-jacket.Paragraph 2:Just as the police got her into the strait-jacket, the husband came back into the house.Reference:booby-hatch:精神病院strait-jacket: 用来束缚精神病患者的约束衣三I first heard this tale in India, where is told as if true --though any naturalist would know it couldn't be. Later someone told me that the story appeared in a magazine shortly before the First World War. That magazine story, and the person who wrote it, I have never been able to track down.The country is India. A colonial official and his wife are giving a large dinner party. They are seated with their guests--officers and their wives, and a visiting American naturalist -- in their spacious dining room, which has a bare marble floor, open rafters and wide glass doors opening onto a veranda.A spirited discussion springs up between a young girl who says that women have outgrown the jumping-on-a-chair-at-the-sight-of-a-mouse era and a major who says that they haven't."A woman's reaction in any crisis," the major says, "is to scream. And while a man may feel like it, he has that ounce more of self-control than a woman has. And that last ounce is what really counts."The American does not join in the argument but watches the other guests. As he looks, he sees a strange expression come over the face of the hostess. She is staring straight ahead, her muscles contracting slightly. She motions to the native boystanding behind her chair and whispers something to him. The boy's eyes widen: he quickly leaves the room.Of the guests, none except the American notices this or sees the boy place a bowl of milk on the veranda just outside the open doors.The American comes to with a start. In India, milk in a bowl means only one thing -- bait for a snake. He realizes there must be a cobra in the room. He looks up at the rafters --the likeliest place --but they are bare. Three corners of the room are empty, and in the fourth the servants are waiting to serve the next course. There is only one place left -- under the table.His first impulse is to jump back and warn the others, but he knows the commotion would frighten the cobra into striking.Paragraph 1:He speaks quickly, the tone of his voice so commanding that it silences everyone.Paragraph 2:Screams ring out as he jumps to slam the veranda doors safely shut.四Once upon a time there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all the others, including Love. One day it was announced to all of the feelings that the island was going to sink to the bottom of the ocean. So all the feelings prepared their boats to leave.Love was the only one that stayed. She wanted to preserve the island paradise until the last possible moment. When the island was almost totally under, love decided it was time to leave. She began looking for someone to ask for help.Just then Richness was passing by in a grand boat. Love asked, "Richness, can I come with you on your boat?" Richness answered, "I'm sorry, but there is a lot of silver and gold on my boat and there would be no room for you anywhere."Then Love decided to ask Vanity for help who was passing by in a beautiful vessel. Love cried out, "Vanity, help me please!" "I can't help you," Vanity said, "You are all wet and will damage my beautiful boat."Next, Love saw Sadness passing by. Love said, "Sadness, please let me go with you." Sadness answered, "Love, I'm sorry, but, I just need to be alone now."Then, Love saw Happiness. Love cried out, "Happiness, please take me with you." But Happiness was so overjoyed that he didn't hear Love calling to him. Paragraph 1:Love began to cry.Paragraph 2:Love then found Knowledge and asked, "Who was it that helped me?"五The young people were going to Florida—three boys and three girls—and when they boarded the bus, they were carrying sandwiches and wine in paper bags, dreaming of golden beaches and sea tides as the gray cold of New York vanished behind them.As the bus rumbled south, they began to notice Vingo. He sat in front of them, dressed in a plain, ill-fitting suit, never moving, his dusty face masking his age. Hechewed the inside of his lip a lot, frozen into some personal cocoon of silence.Deep into the night, outside Washington, the bus pulled into a roadside restaurant, and everybody got off except Vingo. He sat rooted in his seat, and the young people began to wonder about him, trying to imagine his life: perhaps he was a sea captain, a runaway from his wife, an old soldier going home. When they went back to the bus, one of the girls sat beside him and introduced herself.“We’re going to Florida,” she said brightly. “I hear it’s beautiful.”“It is,” he said quietly, as if remembering something he had tried to forget.“Want some wine?” she said. He smiled and took a swig. He thanked her and retreated again into his silence. After a while, she went back to the others, and Vingo nodded in sleep.In the morning, they awoke outside another restaurant, and this time Vingo went in. The girl insisted that he join them. He seemed very shy, and ordered black coffee and smoked nervously as the young people chattered about sleeping on beaches. When they returned to the bus, the girl sat with Vingo again, and after a while, slowly and painfully, he told his story. He had been in jail in New York for the past four years, and now he was going home.“Are you married?”“I don’t know.”“You don’t know?” she said.“Well, when I was in the can I wrote to my wife,” he said. “I told her that I was going to be away a long time, and that if she couldn’t stand it, if the kids kept asking questions, if it hurt too much, well, she could just forget me. I’d understand. Get a new guy, I said -- she’s a wonderful woman, really something -- and forget about me.I told her she didn't have to write me. And she didn’t. Not for three and a half years.”“And you’re going home now, not knowing?”“Yeah,” he said shyly. “Well, last week, when I was sure the parole was coming through, I wrote her again. There’s a big oak tree just as you come into town. I told her that if she’d take me back, she should put a yellow handkerchief on the oak tree, and I’d get off and come home. If she didn’t want me, forget it -- no handkerchief, and I would go on through."“Wow,” the girl said. “Wow.”She told the others, and soon all of them were in it, caught up in the approach of Vingo’s home town, looking at the pictures he showed them of his wife and three children --the woman handsome in a plain way, the children still unformed in the cracked, much handled snapshots.Paragraph 1:Now they were 20 miles from the town.Paragraph 2:Vingo sat there stunned, looking at the oak tree.六Stuffy Pete took his seat on the third bench to the right as you enter Union Square from the east, at the walk opposite the fountain. Every Thanksgiving Day for nine years he had taken his seat there promptly at 1 o'clock. But today Stuffy Pete's appearance at the annual trysting place seemed to have been rather the result of habit than of the yearly hunger which, as the philanthropists seem to think, afflicts the poor at such extended intervals.Certainly Pete was not starving. He had just come from an unexpected feast. He was passing a red brick mansion near the beginning of Fifth avenue, in which lived two old ladies of old family who respected traditions. One of their traditional habits was to send a servant at the gate to ask the first hungry wayfarer that came along after the hour of noon had struck, and banquet him to a finish. Stuffy Pete happened to pass by on his way to the park and enjoyed a free meal.Pete was sitting on the bench for a rest and then his eyes suddenly bulged out fearfully for he saw the Old Gentleman coming across Fourth avenue toward him. Every Thanksgiving Day for nine years he had found Stuffy Pete there, and had led him to a restaurant and watched him eat a big dinner.The Old Gentleman was thin and tall and sixty. He was dressed all in black, and wore the old-fashioned kind of glasses that won't stay on your nose. His hair was whiter and thinner than it had been last year, and he seemed to make more use of his big, knobby cane with the crooked handle."Good morning," said the Old Gentleman. "I am glad to perceive that the vicissitudes of another year have spared you to move in health about the beautifulworld. For that blessing alone this day of thanksgiving is well proclaimed to each of us. If you will come with me, my man, I will provide you with a dinner that should make your physical being accord with the mental."That is what the old Gentleman said every time. Every Thanksgiving Day for nine years. The words themselves almost formed an Institution. Nothing could be compared with them except the Declaration of Independence. Always before they had been music in Stuffy's ears. But now he looked up at the Old Gentleman's face with tearful pain in his own. The fine snow almost sizzled when it fell upon his sweaty brow. But the Old Gentleman shivered a little and turned his back to the wind.Stuffy Pete looked up at him for a half minute, stewing and helpless in his own self-pity. The Old Gentleman's eyes were bright with the giving-pleasure."Thankee, sir. I'll go with ye, and much obliged. I'm very hungry, sir."The Old Gentleman led him southward to the restaurant, and to the table where the feast had always occurred. They were recognized."Here comes de old guy," said a waiter, "dat blows dat same bum to a meal every Thanksgiving."The waiters heaped the table with holiday food -- and Stuffy, with a sigh that was mistaken for hunger's expression, raised knife and fork and started eating. Turkey, chops, soups, vegetables, pies, disappeared before him as fast as they could be served. Gorged nearly to the uttermost when he entered the restaurant, the smell of food had almost caused him to lose his honor as a gentleman, but he fought like a true knight. Paragraph 1:In an hour Stuffy leaned back with a battle won.Paragraph 2:An hour later another ambulance brought the Old Gentleman.七Alexis Vaughan, 17, sat quietly in the passenger seat of her dad's car. She stared out the window at the Preston, Idaho, cornfields.Alexis, a high school student, let her eyes lazily scan the landscape for wildlife. Still, she was terrified when a deer came into view about 200 yards in front of them, just a few feet off the road. "Dad, there's a deer, there!" Alexis said, rolling down the window for a better look. It was a three-point buck (雄鹿)——a male deer with sharp, three-pronged antlers (角) on each side of its head.As the car moved closer, Alexis saw that the buck's head was bent toward the ground.Then she heard a scream. A few seconds later, she saw an arm fly up near the buck's head. Alexis realized the buck was attacking a woman. Sue Panter, a 44-year-old mother, had been out for her morning run. The buck had come out from the tall corn and began following her. Having lived in rural Idaho for years, Sue knew that most bucks got frightened by humans. But this buck edged closer, even when shethrew at it with a handful of gravels(石子).Sue went to pick up a log to use for self-defense, and the buck charged.It lifted her with its antlers and threw her into the air. Sue could feel the horns punctured(刺穿) her leg and blood flowed down her leg.Within seconds, the buck had pushed her off the road and into the cornfield.When Alexis and her father pulled up, the buck was rolling Sue like a rag doll.Alexis looked into the woman's terrified eyes, and before her father had even stopped the car, the 104 pound teenager jumped quickly out of the car and down the slope toward the buck. She was kicking and hitting it to get its attention. Then Michael, her father, who had followed his daughter, wrestled the buck away from the women by holding the antlers.Paragraph1:Alexis helped Sue up the slope.Paragraph 2:Then she heard her father yell.八The policeman on the beat moved along the avenue impressively. The time was barely 10 o'clock at night, but it was rather chilly. Now and then you might see the lights of a shop or of a small restaurant. But most of the doors belonged to business places that had been closed hours ago. When about midway of a certain block the policeman suddenly slowed his walk. Near the door of a darkened store a man was standing. As the cop walked toward him, the man spoke quickly."It's all right, officer," he said. "I'm just waiting for a friend. It's an appointment made twenty years ago. Sounds a little funny to you, doesn't it? Well, I'll explain if you'd like to make certain it's all straight. About that long ago there used to be a restaurant where this store stands——'Big Joe' Brady's restaurant.""It was here until five years ago," said the cop. "It was torn down then."The man in the doorway struck a match and lit his cigar. The light showed a pale, square-jawed face with keen eyes, and a little white scar near his right eyebrow. He had a large jewel in his necktie."Twenty years ago tonight," said the man, "I had dinner here with Jimmy Wells. He was my best friend and the best fellow in the world. He and I grew up together here in New York, like two brothers. The next morning I was to start for the West to make my fortune. You couldn't have pulled Jimmy out of New York. He thought it was the only place on earth. Well, we agreed that we would meet here again exactly twenty years from that date and time, no matter what our conditions might be or from what distance we might have to come. ""It sounds interesting," said the cop. "Haven't you heard from your friend sinceyou left?""Well, yes, for a time we corresponded," said the other. "But after a year or two we lost track of each other. But I know Jimmy will meet me here if he's alive. I came a thousand miles to stand in this door tonight, and it's worth it if my old partner turns up."The waiting man pulled out a handsome watch, the lids of it set with small diamonds. "Three minutes to ten," he announced. "It was exactly ten o'clock when we parted here at the restaurant door.""Did pretty well out West, didn't you?" asked the policeman."You bet! I hope Jimmy has done half as well. He was a kind of plodder, though, good fellow as he was. I've had to compete with some of the sharpest wits going to get my pile. ""I'll be on my way. Hope your friend comes around all right." said the policeman, passing on along his beat, checking doors as he went.In the door of the hardware store the man who had come a thousand miles to fill an appointment smoked his cigar and waited. About twenty minutes later a tall man in a long overcoat hurried across from the opposite side of the street. He went directly to the waiting man.“Is that you, Bob?" he asked, doubtfully."Is that you, Jimmy Wells?" cried the man in the door."Bless my heart!" exclaimed the new arrival, grasping both the other's hands with his own. "It's Bob, sure as fate. I was certain I'd find you here if you were still in existence.”"You've changed lots, Jimmy. I never thought you were so tall by two or three inches.""Oh, I grew a bit after I was twenty. Come on, Bob, We’ll go to a place I know, and have a good long talk about old times."Paragraph 1:The two men walked along the street, arm in arm.Paragraph 2:“Before we go on to the police station, here's a note for you from a cop named Wells." said the tall man.九I knew Marty's magic was fake, but I just couldn't prove it.Marty was new at school. Usually when you're the new kid, you lay low, but not Marty. On his first day, he made a toothpick disappear. One second he was holding thetoothpick, and the next second it was gone! Everyone was asking him how he did it."It's magic!" Marty said proudly."At my old school, they actually called me Magic Marty.""Is he serious?" I whispered to my friend Brian. "Magic Marty? And does he always bring toothpicks to school?""I don't know, but that was pretty cool," Brian said, still watching Marty.I turned to walk away. It's not magic. He's tricking everyone, and I'm going to find out how he does it. That night at home, I found a box of toothpicks. I sat at the kitchen table for almost an hour trying to figure out how Marty had made one disappear. The only thing I learned was how to poke my hand 11 times with a toothpick."Matt, it's getting late. What are you still doing down here?"my mom asked."A new kid at school is doing magic tricks and everyone thinks it's amazing. I'm just trying to figure out how he did this one trick.""I'm curious. Why is this so important?""Because he's tricking people!" I cried."Sounds as if he's trying to make friends" My mom patted my arm. "It's your bedtime."The next day at shcool, Marty started his magic thing again. "It's hot today!" Marty said to a crowd around his. "So for today's trick, I'll turn this water into ice!" Marty pulled a water bottle out of his bag, along with a red plastic cup. He carefully poured water from his bottle into the cup. I watched from the back, hoping to catch a mistake. "Now I'll the magic wave!"Marty looked as if he was playing an invisible piano just above the cup. "Ta-da!" Marty got a handful of ice cubes! filled the hallway, and Brian reached over to giveMarty a high five. "How did you do that?" someone asked.Marty smiled. "Sorry, but that's the first law of magic. A magician never reveals his secrets."Again I tried hard to reveal his trick that night, but I still couldn’t get it. Magic Marty had me, but the next day I caught a lucky break. At lunch, Marty was going on about how he could make things float. He had a ring in one hand and a pencil in the other. That's when I saw it: a thin piece of fishing line tied around the end of the pencil and attached to a Marty's shirt!Sure enough, he made the ring "float" by it over the pencil and hanging it from the line. No one else noticed, and soon the whole cafeteria was clapping. When the crowds were gone, I walked over. It was time to put an end to the Magic Marty show.Paragraph 1:"I know how you did it, "I said, folding my arms.Paragraph 2:Marty let out a relieved sigh, and I turned to walk away.十Knowing that Mrs. Mallard was afflicted with a heart disease, great care was taken to break to her as gently as possible the news of her husband's death.It was her sister Josephine who told her, in broken sentences; veiled hints that revealed in half concealing. Her husband's friend Richards was there, too, near her. It was he who had been in the newspaper office when intelligence of the railroad accident was received, with Brently Mallard's name leading the list of "killed."She did not hear the story as many women have heard the same, with a paralyzed inability to accept its significance. She wept at once, with sudden, wild abandonment, in her sister's arms. When the storm of grief had spent itself she went away to her room alone. She would have no one follow her.There stood, facing the open window, a comfortable, roomy armchair. Into this she sank, pressed down by a physical exhaustion that haunted her body and seemed to reach into her soul.She could see in the open square before her house the tops of trees that were all aquiver with the new spring life. The delicious breath of rain was in the air. In the street below a peddler was crying his wares. The notes of a distant song which some one was singing reached her faintly, and countless sparrows were twittering in the eaves.She sat with her head thrown back upon the cushion of the chair, quitemotionless, except when a sob came up into her throat and shook her, as a child who has cried itself to sleep continues to sob in its dreams.She was young, with a fair, calm face. But now there was a dull stare in her eyes, whose gaze was fixed away off yonder on one of those patches of blue sky. It was not a glance of reflection, but rather indicated a suspension of intelligent thought.There was something coming to her and she was waiting for it, fearfully. What was it? She did not know; it was too subtle and elusive to name. But she felt it, she was beginning to recognize this thing that was approaching to possess her, and she was striving to beat it back with her will --as powerless as her two white slender hands would have been.When she abandoned herself a little whispered word escaped her slightly parted lips. She said it over and over under her breath: "free, free, free!" Her pulses beat fast, and the coursing blood warmed and relaxed every inch of her body.She knew that she would weep again when she saw the kind, tender hands folded in death; the face that had never looked save with love upon her, fixed and gray and dead. But she saw beyond that bitter moment a long procession of years to come that would belong to her absolutely. And she opened and spread her arms out to them in welcome.And yet she had loved him—sometimes. Often she had not. What did it matter! What could love, the unsolved mystery, count for in face of this possession of self-assertion which she suddenly recognized as the strongest impulse of her being!"Free! Body and soul free!" she kept whispering.Paragraph 1:"What are you doing Louise? For heaven's sake open the door!" Josephine was kneeling before the closed door, begging for admission.Paragraph 2:Suddenly they heard someone opening the front door with a key.参考答案一Paragraph 1Then suddenly Mrs. Sappleton brightened into alert attention. “Here they are at last! Just in time for tea!” she cried. Framton shivered slightly and turned towards the niece with a look intended to convey sympathetic comprehension. The child was staring out through the open window with dazed horror in her eyes. In a chill shock of nameless fear Framton swung round in his seat and looked in the same direction. In the increasing darkness three figures were walking across the grass towards the window; they all carried guns under their arms. A tired brown dog kept close at their heels. Noiselessly they drew near to the house.Paragraph 2Framton wildly grabbed his hat and stick; he ran out through the front door and through the gate. “Here we are, my dear,” said the husband, coming in through the window; “Who was that who ran out as we came up?” “A most extraordinary man, a Mr. Nuttel,” said Mrs. Sappleton; “he ran off without a word of good-bye or apology when you arrived. One would think he had seen a ghost.” “I expect it was the dog,” said the niece calmly; “he told me he had a terrible fear of dogs. He was once hunted into a graveyard somewhere in India by a lot of wild dogs, and had to spend the night in a newly-dug grave with the creatures just above him. Enough to make anyone lose their nerve.”二Paragraph 1。

高考英语作文读后续写20篇附范文

高考英语作文读后续写20篇附范文

高考英语作文读后续写20篇附范文**1. 范文一:****原文:**Last summer, my family and I visited the Great Wall. The moment we arrived, we were greeted by its majestic beauty. As we started our climb, I noticed a small girl sitting on the steps, looking lost.**续写:**Approaching her, I asked if she needed help. She nodded and said she had separated from her parents. Together, we searched for them, eventually finding them at a nearby restaurant. Her parents were relieved and grateful,offering us a meal as a token of their appreciation. That day, I learned that kindness can bring people together in unexpected ways.**中文翻译:**去年夏天,我和家人参观了长城。

我们一到那里,就被它雄伟壮丽的景色所迎接。

当我们开始攀登时,我注意到一个小女孩坐在台阶上,看起来很迷茫。

我走近她,问她是否需要帮助。

她点了点头,说她与父母走散了。

于是,我们一起寻找他们,最后在附近的一家餐厅找到了他们。

她的父母非常感激,请我们吃了一顿饭作为感谢。

那天,我学到善良可以以意想不到的方式将人们聚集在一起。

**2. 范文二:****原文:**The school festival was upon us, and everyone wasexcited about the talent show. Alice, a quiet girl in our class, had been practicing a piano piece for weeks.**续写:**On the day of the show, Alice's hands trembled as shesat at the piano. She closed her eyes and began to play.The music filled the room, captivating everyone. When she finished, there was a moment of silence, followed by thunderous applause. Alice smiled shyly, her confidence restored. That performance marked a turning point in her school life.**中文翻译:**学校节日即将到来,每个人都对才艺表演感到兴奋。

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Para 2. When my dad arrived, he went as usual, straight to the
balcony and saw his flowers lying on the floor like dead
animals.
① What made the flowers lie on the floor like
He dealt carefully with his flowers like a mother taking care of her baby. (Para.2)
He was watering them every day, cleaning the balcony floor, changing the potting soil and when the stems ( 茎) were thick, strong and high enough, he started his improvement operation like a doctor. (Para.3)
New Information
dead animals? ② How did the father feel? ③ How did the daughters feel? ④ How can we relate it to the title?
Interpretation of underlined words and given information 划线词和续写首句解读 (G-N策略)
① What was the great idea?
New Information
② How did we carry out the great idea? ③ And what did we do with the flowers? ④ What was Mom’s reaction to what we did/had
My Dad's Best Ftation of the Text 文本解读
when
where
how
A story
who
why
what
Interpretation of the Text 文本解读 (Who)
Dad
Maria
Daughter
Daughter
Love and take care of
Given
Information (Maria)
1.On that balcony I played sometimes with my elder sister, Maria. (Para.1)
2.She was seven years old and when my mom was absent she was like a mother to me. (Para.1)
animals.
1.On that balcony I played sometimes with my elder sister, Maria. (Para.1)
Interpretation of underlined words and given information划线词和续写首句解读(G-N策略)
1. Interpretation of given information 首句解读:
Para. 1 One day, my elder sister, who loved dad very much, had a great idea.
1. Interpretation of given information 首句解读:
Para 2. When my dad arrived, he went as usual, straight to the
balcony and saw his flowers lying on the floor like dead
Elder Sister Mom
Flower
“I”
Interpretation of the Text 文本解读(When)
When my mom was busy in the kitchen, she let me stay on the balcony watching the kids playing in the street.
一天,姐姐产生了一个 想法。引发了后面花枯 萎的事件。
当父亲回来时看到了花 已经枯萎了。
Interpretation of the Text文本解读(How)
The way dad took care of his carnations with so much love and devotion.(Para.2)
done/ were doing?
⑤ What did we do afterwards?
Interpretation of underlined words and given information
划线词和续写首句解读(G-N策略)
1. Interpretation of given information 首句解读:
母亲忙的时候会让我呆 在阳台,这也是我渐渐 发现父亲爱好的时间点
One day, my elder sister, who loved dad very much, had a great idea.
When my dad arrived, he went as usual, straight to the balcony and saw his flowers lying on the floor like dead animals.
Interpretation of underlined words and given information 划线词和续写首句解读 (G-N策略)
1. Interpretation of given information 首句解读:
Para. 1 One day, my elder sister, who loved dad very much, had a great idea.
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