读后续写写作练习--2023届高三英语复习写作专项.docx

读后续写：Have naan with Kate主题语境：人与社会试题呈现：At age 10, I stood in front of my new class, my new classmates looking at me with mild interest as my teacher introduced me. I joined in the middle of the school year. There were 41 students in my new class. I was the 42nd.All my classmates sat in pairs except for this one girl, Kate. I went and sat down next to her and gave her a small, uncertain smile. She smiled in return. The class started and we didn't talk until lunch time. At lunch time, I pulled out my lunch box, packed by my mother. It had fried rice with home-made cakes and a small box of fruits. Clearly my mom had spent time packing this yummy lunch. This girl took out a small box with bread butter inside. In India, it's pretty rare for kids to just get bread butter for lunch. The only time I had bread butter for lunch was if my mom was unwell. So I thought that was what the problem here was. I offered her a small part of my lunch and forgot all about it. The next day, she again had bread butter. Well, I thought, her mother might have fallen ill, so she was taking time to recover. I again offered her a part of my lunch. This went on for a week. Then one day, I asked the one question that I shouldn't have. uIs your mom not well?”In fact, I wasn't prepared for the answer. Later, I knew that her mother, who worked in a supermarket, was in poor health. She constantly stayed at home with no income. I didn't know what to do. So I did the most obvious thing. I went home and told my mom that my lunch wasn't enough and I still felt hungry after eating it. My mom started packing a bigger lunch. And in school, I'd tell Kate that my mom had packed me a lunch too big, so could she please help me finish it? Then I asked her what her favorite dish was. "Naan,“ she whispered.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。When I told my mom that I wanted very much to have Naan, she felt puzzled.I moved out of that school soon after and didn*t stay in touch with Kate.参考范文：When I told my mom that I wanted very much to have Naan, she felt puzzled. She couldn't understand why I was suddenly so interested in this Indian bread when I had never even mentioned it before. But I knew why. I wanted to share my love for food with Kate, to show her that I cared about her and wanted to make her feel better. So my mom learned how to make Naan and began packing it in my lunch box. Every day, I would sit next to Kate and share my lunch with her, watching as her face lit up with happiness. And every day, I would feel a little bit closer to her, as if we were connected by something more than just a simple meal.I moved out of that school soon after and didn't stay in touch with Kate. But I never forgot about her, or the lessons she taught me about kindness and compassion. Even now, years later, whenever I see Naan on a menu or smell it cooking in a kitchen, I am transported back to that lunchroom, to that time in my life when I learned that the smallest act of kindness can make the biggest difference in someone's life. And I amgrateful for the memory, and for the girl who showed me the true meaning of friendship.下水作文：When I told my mom that I wanted very much to have Naan, she felt puzzled. Mom clearly knew that naan was no no means my favorite and that there was must be some reason behind. Unable to avoid mum's questioning look, I came clean about what happened to Kate and my plan. Understandingly, Mum patted me on the shoulder, praising that I was really doing the right thing. To help Kate out further, Mum made a naan or an extra yummy lunch every school day for me to take to school. Deeply moved and grateful, Kate, who could only afford a naan on her birthday, felt blessed to have me as her deskmate and together through her tough days. Our heartwarming practice continued until my family moved off.I moved out of that school soon after and didn 7 stay in touch with Kate. But deep down at heart, I often prayed for Kate's mother's quick recovery so that Kate would have her favorite naan more often. And the memory of how my small kindness helped Kate and how we befriended each other never faded away. Fast forward into the year 2020, and I unexpectedly received a letter from Kate, telling me that he was soon to graduate and that she was really grateful to me for the delicious lunch, which had been motivating her to plough on in the face of adversity. Reading her letter, T felt really proud of myself. Though we might never see each other again, I was positive that the friendship developed would last.试题呈现：I'm not going to say storms are good, because I know what they've stolen from people. But my story is of a storm that gave me more than rd thought to ask for.The tornado（龙卷风）blew through on a Sunday. We were visiting grandparents in Raleigh then, unaware that seventy miles away the big tree in our front yard was tearing through our roof and destroying the kitchen.When we returned, we saw Rosica's father and brothers in our yard, gathering debris（碎片）and using a chain saw to cut the thickest branches of the fallen tree, though we barely knew them then. They were covered in sweat and dirt.My mom didn't seem to notice how happy they were to help us because the first thing she said was "Oh, you don't need to be doing all that work!” Mr. Flores laughed. "Claro! Of course, we don't. But more importantly, you cannot sleep in that house tonight. Come and speak to my wife. She'll help you figure out what to do." My mom doesn't usually let people tell her what to do, but she sighed（叹气）deeply as she took in the sight of our home in the failing light, reached for my hand, and followed our neighbor to their house.The Flores family lived across the street. Their home was the same size as ours but housed three generations. Rosica was my age. I knew her name and face, but since she was new to our school, and had a different teacher than I did, we had never spoken. It was she who answered the door. “Mama is changing the sheets on the bed for you, and there's some“Please don't trouble yourself. I think I'd call a hotel and see about a room,“ my mom said, more uneasy than usual. Mrs. Flores came down the stairs and smiled at us warmly, "Your room is ready. I know it's more encouraged to give than receive, but allow yourself to receive a place to stay, and allow us the chance to give you something you need!”注意：1 .续写词数应为150左右：2 .请按如下格式在答题纸的相应位置作答。Paragraph 1: Our two-yveek stay at Flores fs home started.Paragraph 2: Following our stay in their home, a beautiful tradition began.参考范文：Our two-week stay at Flores*s home started. With hesitation and unease, but it quickly turned into a time of comfort and familiarity. Their home was filled with laughter and love, and we were welcomed with open arms. Rosica and I became fast friends, spending hours playing games and chatting about our lives. The Flores family cooked delicious meals every night, and we all sat down at their big dining table to eat together. It was a time of bonding and sharing, and we were grateful for their generosity.Following our stay i n their home, a beaut i ful trad i t i on began. Every year, on the anniversary of the tornado, our families gather together for a meal. We share stories of that fateful day and how it brought us together. We celebrate the strength and resil i ence of our communi ty, and we give thanks for the kindness and compass ion that was shown to us. The Floresfamily became more than just neighbors, they became our dear friends. They taught u s the true meaning of generos i t y and selflessness, and we will always cheri sh the memori e s of our time spent in their home. The storm may have taken away our home, but i t also gave us something priceless: life long f r i endship.下水作文：Our two-week stay at Flores's home started. Though at first, we felt a little bit uncomfortable to stay in a house that didn't belong to us, Mrs. Flores' kindness, hospitality and consideration soon put us at ease. It seemed that she had everything in place before we asked for it. "Just make yourself at home. Everything will back to normal/9 she comforted. The next fortnight witnessed the two families making joint efforts to repair the kitchen while we stayed with the Fores. At the same time, Rosica and I went to and from school together in Mr. Force's pickup, did homework together and had fun together, which gradually strengthened our friendship. We were really grateful for the generosity received and the bond developed.Following our stay in their home, a beautiful tradition began. Apart from the regular visits and chats, we agreed to make the day of the tornado a special day for the two families, when we would get together, sharing the stories of that eventful day and the difference it made to us all. Though the cruel tornado had taken away the kitchen roof of our house, it otherwise helped us harvest lifelong friendship, which was a blessing. Now many years have passed and we have moved somewhere else, but when we lie beneath the stars and look up at the starry sky, we can't help thinking of the Flores and their generosity they offered us in our time of adversity.