高三英语作文复习
1 01邀请信 （1）（2017·新课标卷II）假定你是李华，想邀请外教Henry一起参观中国剪纸（paper-cutting）艺术展。请给他写封邮件，内容包括： 1.展览时间、地点； 2.展览内容。 Dear Henry, I’m Li Hua. It has been a long time since we met last time. How is everything going with you?/How are things going?/How are you getting along with your life? The reason why I’m writing to you is that I want to invite you to see the Chinese paper-cutting exhibition, whose details are as follows. What I want to tell you first is that the paper-cutting is a traditional Chinese art form with a long history and people usually post/ put up some paper-cuttings during traditional Chinese festivals. In the second place, it is said that a large number of paper-cuttings will be on show, such as animals, plants, people and other things. Through the exhibition, we will not only enjoy many folk art works, but also learn a lot from it. In addition/Furthermore/ What’s more/Moreover, the exhibition will be held in the City Museum/the People’s Park which is located in the north of our city, and it will last for two days.By the way, is it possible for us to meet at 8 a.m this Saturday? In a word, it couldn’t be better if you can accept my invitation. Looking forwarding to your coming. Best wishes! Yours, Li Hua （2）假定你是李华，计划和同学去敬老院(nursing home)陪老人们过重阳节(the Double Ninth Festival)。请给外教露西写封邮件，邀她一同前往，内容包括： 1. 出发及返回时间； 2. 活动：包饺子、表演节目等。 3. 结语已为你写好。 Dear Lucy, I’m LiHua. How are things going with you? I’d like to invite you to pay a visit to the nearby nursing home with us next Sunday, which is the reason why I’m writing to you. And the details are as follows. First of all, the Double Ninth Festival is a traditional Chinese festival which has a long history. And it is the day to show respect to the elderly. So we plan to accompany the old to spend a meaningful day. In the second place, we’ll make dumplings and cakes with them. And we also prepare some other activities, such as, singing, dancing and playing games, which (we hope) will make them happy. In addition, we will be/come/go back at about 4 o’clock in the afternoon. If you are able to come with us, is it possible for us to wait for you at the school gate at 9 in the morning? I believe that your presence will make a big difference. Looking forward to your coming. Best wishes Yours, Li Hua （3）Dear Ms Smith,
I'm Li Hua, Chairman of the Students’ Union of Yucai Middle School, which is close to your university. An English Speech Contest will be held by our school , so on behalf of our school, I’m writing to you to invite you to be a judge of the contest, whose details are as follows. To begin with, as scheduled, the contest is to be held in Room 501 in No.5 teaching building from 2 pm. to 5 pm. on June 15. In the second place, ten students will deliver their speeches on the given topic "Man and Nature". I’m sure that it will be a great success if you can give us some precious remarks. What’s more, if you have any questions, please contact me at 44876655. I do believe your presence will make a big difference. Looking forward to your coming. Yours, Li Hua
02道歉信 2
（1）假设你是新华中学的学生李华，你和在上海上学的英国朋友Tom约好下周末去北京旅行，但你因故不能赴约。请根据以下要点用英语给他写一封电子邮件： 1.表示歉意 2. 解释原因 3. 另约时间。 Dear Tom， I am indeed very sorry that I can’t go to Beijing with you next week, which I have promised. I feel bad about it and want you to know what happened. The details are as follows. Just now, my cousin, Li Qiong, who left home to Australia for his further study last year, informed me that he will return this Saturday morning. And ask me to pick him up at the airport with his family. You know, we haven’t seen each other for nearly a year. I sincerely hope you can accept my apology and understand my situation. I would appreciate your allowing me to make another date to show you around Beijing./I would appreciate it if you could allow me to make another appointment to show you around Beijing. Once again, I’m sorry for any inconvenience caused. Sincerely yours, Li Hua （2）假如你是李华。你和外教Christina原定于本周六上午一起参加＂中国传统文化日＂活动。但因故你不能履约，请根据下面的写作提示，用英语给她发一封电子邮件。内容包括： 1.告诉她不能履约； 2.解释爽约的原因； 3.希望她谅解。 【必背范文】 Dear Christina, I am Li Hua. I’m writing to apologize to you for not being able to participate in the ＂Chinese Traditional Culture Day＂ activity to be held on the Saturday morning with you as we planned last week. The details are as follows. To be honest, I wish I could join in the activity, but I am afraid I will not be available because I was informed yesterday that I would have to go to Beijing for a contest on Saturday morning. That is why I can’t go with you. I am awfully sorry for breaking my promise and I apologize for any inconvenience it brings to you. I hope you can understand me. By the way, I would appreciate it if you could allow me to make another appointment with you. Wish you a good time there./I wish you had a good time there. Yours, Li Hua （3） Dear Mr. Smith, How glad I am to receive your invitation! But I’m sorry to tell you that I can’t go with you to enjoy the Chinese Contemporary Oil Painting Exhibition this Saturday morning. [kən'temp(ə)r(ər)ɪ]当代的 [ˌeksɪˈbɪʃn] 展览 [ˌænɪˈvɜ:səri]纪念日 The reason is that it happens to be my grandparents’ 50th wedding anniversary, so I have to go and attend their anniversary party. However, if you like, I’ll have my best friend Zhou Wei accompany you to the city museum in place of me. He can take you to the museum easily because he knows the city very well. Better still, his English is quite good, especially his spoken English. Therefore, I’m sure he ‘ll be a good guide. I will appreciate it if you can give me an early reply. Best wishes. Yours sincerely, Li Hua
高考复习最全英语作文满分高分范文十篇(一)
高考复习最全英语作文满分高分范文十篇（一）第一篇【作文题目】假设你叫王明，昨天收到了笔友David的e-mail，得知他不久要到北京来学习中文。
他想了解如何学好中文。
请你用英文给他回复一封e-mail，介绍学习中文的体会和方法，提出你的建议，以及表达你帮助他学好中文的愿望。
【例文】Dear David,I'm glad you'll come to Beijing to learn Chinese. Chinese is very useful, and many foreigners are learning it now. It's difficult for you because it's quite different from English. You have to remember as many Chinese words as possible. It's also important to do some reading and writing. You can watch TV and listen to the radio to practise your listening. Do your best to talk with people in Chinese. You can learn Chinese not only from books but also from people around you. If you have any questions, please ask me. I'm sure you'll learn Chinese well.Hope to see you soon in Beijing.Yours,Wang Ming【翻译】亲爱的大卫，我很高兴你会来北京学习中文。
中国是非常有益的，许多外国人正在学习，现在。
读后续写之动作链 课件-高三下学期英语作文复习专项
Summary S h o w, d o n ’ t t e l l
题材 题材
Skill1: 主语一致的主要动作≥2: Skill :从 面部/肢体和语言心理 多个方面编织
主+谓语动词A ，B and(then) C 动作面
Skill 2: 当出现两个动作， 1.Doing...,主句, doing...
原句
动作A
动作B
动作C
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hesitation.
Homework
分解动作微写作： 1.She won the first prize in the race. 2.Tom thanked Jay.
Thank you !
Show, don’t tell
读后续写之“动作链”和动作“面”
读后续写作为记叙文，其核心只有一个，那就是“人”。因此一 切的笔墨，都是为了塑造人物形象，使人物更加饱满。
How to make your continuation writing vivid and attractive?
Dialogues
心理
肢体
面部
Encouraged by the teacher’s words, Lucy raised her
hand, whispering, “I’ll do it.”
主+谓, doing... and doing...
1.他欣喜若狂，在雨中又唱又跳。
读后续写主旨句分类归纳总结讲义-高三英语作文复习专项
读后续写主旨句分类归纳总结一、亲情类1.Family are hidden treasures.家人是隐藏的财富。
2.Family love is the greatest gift in life.亲情是生命中最伟大的礼物。
3. Families are not bonded by blood relationships but by love家庭之间的联系不是血缘关系，而是爱。
4.Family is to us what harbor is to ships. 家庭之于我们就像港口之于船只。
Families are the compass that guides us.家庭是指引我们的指南针。
5.Family, a wonderful shelter and a 24-hour harbor, is always there for us.家庭，一个美妙的庇护所和一个24小时的港湾，永远在我们身边。
6.Family: where life begins and love never ends.家庭：生命的起点，爱的终点。
7.The love between my family like the warm golden sunlight, (flooding in through the window), warmed us up我们家人之间的爱像温暖的金色阳光，透过窗户，温暖了我们。
8.At that moment, she realized that it was the warmth and company of her family that enabled her to go through this difficult time.在那一刻，她意识到，是家人的温暖和陪伴，让她度过了这段艰难的时光9.It was through the love and support of her grandparents that she was able to become the best woman gymnast in the world.正是由于她的祖父母的爱和支持，她才得以成长为世界上最好的女体操运动员10.Every time I faced challenges, a thought of giving up flashed in my mind, but the support of my family gave me the strength to keep going每次面对挑战，我都想放弃，但是家人的支持给了我继续前进的力量。
高考英语作文专题复习：11种常见英语作文类型及范文
高考英语作文专题复习：11种常见英语作文类型及范文Writing一.通知类信件相关要点：1.标题：标题为Notice 或Announcement, 两者含义均为“通知”2.内容：1）何时何地什么活动将被举办，例如：An English Speech contest will be held in our school lecture（演讲）hall this Fridayafternoon, from 2:00 pm to 5:00 pm. 本周五下午两点到五点一场英语演讲比赛将在我们学校演讲大厅被举办。
2）活动目的：in order to do sth. 例如：In order to make more students interested in English learning, An EnglishSpeech contest will be held in our school lecture（演讲）hall thisFriday afternoon, from 2:00 pm to 5:00 pm.3）参与人员: All the English teachers will take part in it. And students who are interested in the activity(定从，修饰前面的students) are welcome to join in it.所有的英语老师都会参加此次活动。
并且对这场活动感兴趣的学生都欢迎参加。
4）相关要求：一般有着装要求，纪律要求或其他的准备活动。
例如：If you plan to take part in it, you are expected（被期待）towear the school uniform. More importantly, we hope you canbehave yourself（举止得体）and help us create a goodenvironment.如果你计划参加此次活动，我们期待你能穿校服。
读后续写个人成长类--实现儿时梦想+讲义 高考英语作文复习专项
重庆市巴蜀中学校2023-2024学年高三上学期高考适应性月考卷实现儿时梦想续写文本以及翻译It was my sixth-grade year. I was overjoyed when the U. S. Navy band came to perform in our town. It was an event I'd never forget, and one instrument stood out above all others. That day, at 12 years old, I fell in love with the heavenly sound that came from the trumpets (小号),and a dream was born. Someday, I wanted to join a military band onstage as a guest performer.那是我六年级那年。
当美国海军乐队来到我们镇上演出时，我欣喜若狂。
这是我永远不会忘记的一件事，有一种乐器在所有乐器中脱颖而出。
那一天，12岁的我爱上了从小号传来的天籁之声，一个梦想就此诞生。
有一天，我想加入一个军乐队，在舞台上担任客座演奏员。
My father took notice of my enthusiasm and bought me a used trumpet. I practiced every day, training my lips, mastering my breathing, until I felt at one with the instrument. I made first chair and played trumpet through high school. “Someday I'll play along with a military band,” I told my friends. The details I left to God to figure out, while I pursued a more practical life course. Rather than declaring a performance major in college, I studied to be a music teacher.我父亲注意到了我的热情，给我买了一个二手小号。
高三英语作文复习写作读后续写讲义02-Jobie的幸运鞋
续写：Jobie的幸运鞋“Number 7, Jobie Nymble, takes the lead（领先）,”cried the announcer. “Just one more hurdle （跨栏）and ”Cheers erupted. “Jobie Nymble from Riverside Middle School takes first place in the girls’100meter hurdles!”The crowd went wild as Jobie’s teammates screamed and yelled.Determined to go all the way to County championships（锦标赛）, Jobie patted her worn（穿旧的）neongreen track spikes（钉鞋）. They were bursting at the seams（接缝处）, but she didn’t care. They were her lucky shoes and she loved them. “Next Saturday, we’re taking the gold home,”Jobie whispered to her spikes, excitedly retying（重绑）them.“Don’t forget, guys.”said Marisol, one of her teammates cheerfully. “My birthday party is next Friday at Hidden Park.”“Beep. Party recorded in calendar,”joked Jobie in her best robot voice.Jobie brimmed with excitement all week long. At track practice, she leaped over those hurdles faster than she’d ever leaped before.The day of Marisol’s party came. Jobie put on her favorite outfit: her fancy blue shorts, an old track Tshirt from her dad, and her lucky spikes.The party was in full swing（如火如荼地进行）when Jobie arrived at Hidden Park. Music and the smell of grilled food filled the air. Two of Jobie’s teammates rushed toward her, breathless and barefoot, asking her to try the slide. Jobie’s eyes darted toward the party area. Suddenly, she saw it. The BIGGEST inflatable （充气的）slide she had ever seen was on the far side of the park. Smiling kids zoomed（快速移动）down the slide at unspeakable speeds.Without thinking twice, Jobie took off her spikes and rushed toward the slide. Its ladder stretched to the sky like Jack’s magical beanstalk（杰克的魔法豆茎）, but she reached the top in no time. She sat down, slipped to the edge, and closed her eyes as she let go. Jobie couldn’t get enough, conquering the slide over and over again. When it was finally time to go home, she reluctantly made her way back to the track where she’d left her shoes.Para1: As she eyed the area from a distance, panic set in.Para2: The next day, without her lucky spikes, Jobie was among the best track teams gathering for the championships.（一）预设情节1. Jobie Nymble wins the girls’ 100meter hurdles at Riverside Middle School.2. Jobie is determined to win at the County championships with her lucky shoes.3. Marisol invites the team to her birthday party at Hidden Park.4. On the day of the party, Jobie wears her favorite outfit and lucky spikes.5. Jobie arrives at the party, sees the inflatable slide, and decides to try it.6. When it's time to leave, Jobie goes back to where she left her shoes.（二）问题思考1. Why did panic set in when Jobie eyed the area from a distance?Panic set in because Jobie could not see her lucky spikes where she had left them; they seemed to be missing.2. What significance did the lucky spikes have for Jobie?The lucky spikes were significant to Jobie as they were considered her good luck charm and she believed they played a part in her success in track events.3. How did Jobie and her teammates react to the realization that the spikes were missing?Jobie likely felt a rush of worry and disappointment, realizing the importance of her spikes for the uping championships, while her teammates might have shared her concern and possibly helped look for them.4. In what state of mind was Jobie when gathering with the best track teams for the championships without her lucky spikes?Jobie was probably feeling nervous and less confident without her lucky spikes, given their sentimental value and the belief in their luck.5. How did the absence of her lucky spikes affect Jobie's performance at the championships? Initially, Jobie might have felt disadvantaged without her spikes, but her participation among the best track teams suggests she still performed well.（三）续写情节概述第一段：As she eyed the area from a distance, panic set in.解释panic原因。
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，根据所给情节进行续写，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 narrow two-bedroom apartment in a poorer part of town.I arranged to take my vocation during my children’swinter 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 treepropped(支撑) against our front door. In silent wonder, we looked back and forth, from the tree toone another and around the empty street. Excitement built, and the girls begged to keep the tree.hter.“Maybe it’s for us,” insisted my older daug“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. Caughtup 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 lateon Christmas Eve. With holiday goods marked down to half price, I gave a nod of approval to atree stand(底座), two boxes of multicolored balls, a package of six Santa figurines(小雕像), a100-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:ng room. Cheerfully, the girls painted some Back home, we moved “our” tree into our tiny livipaper decorations. With delight that had been absent for months, we started to add the things webought 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, wesat in the darkness, attracted by the twinkling Christmas tree lights. There was full of joy in ournew home.The annual winter holiday became a family tradition.We’d f eel 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 ofeach tree. Still, every Christmas Eve, my daughters and I talked about the unexpected joy that Christmas tree had brought us and about the special childhood memories at that time.2.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。
读后续写专题四步解题方法课件-高三英语作文复习写作专项
• 04结尾吸睛法，点题升华 • 精彩的结尾能给阅卷老师留下深刻的印象，有一个精彩
的结尾对于读后续写得高分至关重要。 • 1. 点题式通过一两句话点明文章主旨，突出文章的立意。
一般可以通过总结阅读材料写出点题式结尾。 • 2. 主题升华式通过一句高度凝练的话来对主题进行升华，
使文章主题上升到一定的高度，给读者启示。这种话往 往可采用一些名言或谚语。 • 3. 人生感悟式用一两句话将故事主角从故事中悟出的 人文情怀、人际关系、个人奋斗等方面的感受表达出来， 故此类结尾通常从主角的第一视角发出。此类结尾宜用 倒装句和强调句。 • 4. 寓情于景式将情感融入特定的自然景物或生活场景中， 借助对这些景物或场景的描写来抒发感情的一种方式， 能使情和景互相感应，互相交融，互相依托。
• 注意: 1.续写词数应为150左右; 2.请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。
• Suddenly, Bob remembered something and climbed downstairs where old shoes were stored.
• The next morning, Haley was shocked to find a shoe box lying outside her house.
• As Meg and Haley left, Bob, the shoe store owner who knew Meg well, walked to the entrance and sighed. He had overheard everything and knew what it was like to live in poverty. He wanted to help Haley fulfill her mission of helping Buddy but didn't know how. Moreover, the pair of shoes Haley wanted to get for Buddy was a limited-edition collection, which had been ordered by someone else. He could not simply give them away.
初考读后续写+个人成长类+讲义 高三英语作文复习专项
初考读后续写个人成长类（照顾出车祸的母亲）阅读下面材料，根据其内容和所给段落开头语续写两段，使之构成一篇完整的短文。
It was a chilly Friday night, and I had just returned from climbing one of the red rocks of Sedona. My father telephoned me as I walked through the arches to my dorm room and told me that my mother had been in a terrible car crash and had been taken to the intensive care unit (重症监护病房) of a nearby hospital.When I got to the hospital, my father led me down a wide hallway with machines all around. A strong smell of medicine brought a sick feeling to my already turning stomach. As I turned into my mother’s ward, the cadaverous (形容枯槁的) condition of her body shocked me. Her face had swollen, her eyes had huge dark bruise, and she had tubes down her throat and in her arms. Gently holding her cold swollen hands, I said “hi” in a calm voice, controlling my urge to cry out.She kept looking at me as she pounded her hand against the bed, looking painful. I turned my face away from her, trying to hide the tears that were rolling down my face. That was when it struck me that I really might lose my mother.From that night on, my life completely changed. Up to that point, I’d had the luxury of just being a kid, having to deal with only the exaggerated melodramas of teenage life. As my mother struggled first to stay alive and then to relearn to walk, my sense of priorities changed sharply. My mother needed me. The trials and trouble of my daily life at school, which had seemed so important before, now appeared insignificant. My mother and I had faced death together, and life took on a new meaning for both of us.After a week of treatment in intensive care, my mother’s condition improved enough to be moved to a regular hospital ward. She was finally out of danger but, because her legs had been crushed, there was doubt whether she would be able to walk again. I was just grateful that she was alive. Two months later, a sort of hospital suite was set up in our family room, and she was allowed to come home.注意：1. 续写词数应为150左右；2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。