读后续写写作练习讲义--2023届高三英语三轮冲刺.docx

续写1 : a can of corn改变服务态度Having worked at a small food store for two years, I thought I had become successful at what our manager called z/ customer relations,z. I firmly believed that a friendly smile and an automatic "sir", "madam”, z/thank you" and "sorry“ would see me through any situation. But on a Christmas night an old woman shook my belief that such a glib response （巧言应对）could smooth over any difficulty while dealing with other human beings.The moment she entered the store, the woman presented a sharp contrast to our shiny store with its bright lighting and neatly arranged shelves. Walking as if each step were painful, she slowly pushed open the glass door. On such a zero-degree night, she was wearing only a faded print dress, a thin sweater too small to button, and black slippers with the backs cut out to expose heels. There were no stockings or socks on her blue-veined legs.After walking around the store for several minutes, the old woman stopped in front of the rows of canned vegetables. She looked at the row of cans, finally picked up范文2As we were approaching the Heathrow turn-off, I had an idea. “What if you could go home tonight?” I inquired briefly. nToo good to be true,“ he laughed. I smiled silently and drove directly towards the Heathrow airport. On the way, I told him my stories of how I travelled in various test cars. Before he realized it, I stopped outside the airport. I asked him to get off and handed him 100 pounds, which I guessed could cover the cost of the flight to Ireland. For a moment, he stood there, dumbfounded. "Hurry up! Go and buy the ticket!” (91W)Before he left to buy his air ticket, he gave me a huge hug. I could feel him trembling with excitement. “Would you please give me you business card? I will absolutely return all this to you." I declined his request, asking him to help those in need later on. We waved goodbye to each other, heading towards our home. On the way, I kept picturing how Brendan was and felt a little less guilty. I wished people like him could see that in this seemingly distant world, there is still kindness and generosity. (82W)范文3As we were approaching the Heathrow turn-off, I had an idea. I turned and headed to the airport, making Brendan surprised and curious. "You've got a wrong way." said Brendan as he turned to me.But it is the right way to get you home." responded I with a broad smile on my face. Realizing that I would give him a helping hand, Brendan just stared at me, expression changing from disbelief to astonishment to gratitude. It was not long before we arrived at the airport. Having stopped my car, I got out, took out some money and handed it to Brendan.Before he left to buy his air ticket, he gave me a huge hug. “Thank you so much." sobbed Brendan in a trembling voice. " You are welcome." whispered I, patting his back gently. "Life is full of ups and downs, and I believe you will get through the difficult times” added I. Within minutes, he waved to me and walked into the airport, delighted and thrilled. Seeing him disappear from sight, I went back into my car, full of warmth in my heart. Just as the old saying goes, the roses in her hand, the flavor in mine.续写2:人车情未了阅读下面材料，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。As I was driving to the airport last week the odometer （里程表） on my truck rotated to 100,000 kilometers. This led me to pause and think about selling the truck and buying a new one, but it also made me think about all the life I'd lived in this truck, and how my bulldog had accompanied me in it, leaving me hesitating about selling it.When I returned to Canada after nine years overseas, what better way could I fit in with and immerse in rural culture than by buying a pickup?The day I rolled out of the dealer（经节肖商）and hit the first gravel road（碎石马路）in my Toyota Tacoma was exciting, until I got very nervous as rocks hit my new purchase. But all that quickly evaporated when I received my first call through the truck's Bluetooth phone. It was the doctor, to say that my Dad was hospitalized in a remote location. I immediately followed the truck's GPS and got there quickly and safely. I was with Dad for his last two days. And so the first memories of my truck are images carved in my heart.As the kilometers of my life rolled on, Lyon, my bulldog who came back to Canada with me from France, claimed the back seat as an area belonging only to her. It didn't matter how short or long the trip was, she stared at me in the review mirror all the time. Most often, I would arrive at our destination and Lyon would stay in the back seat, bathed in the sun with the door open, knowing I would return. There was an overwhelming sense of comfort between us in that truck.In the early days of truck ownership, I panicked at how dirty it became and any dent （凹痕）it put on. I soon realized, though, that it was part of the truck's character. Now I look at every dent and recall the story or adventure that put them there. I began to see it as character-building, much like wrinkles appearing on my face. The truck was simply aging gracefully and began, like humans, to display its experience and wisdom.Paragraph 1:I don't think a vehicle is just for travelling from place to place.Paragraph 2:But as I approached the car dealer, I stopped.【参考范文】I don't think a vehicle is just for travelling from place to place. I've always envisioned a vehicle as going from life event to event. My truck navigated me to more funerals, weddings, through snowstorms, and quickly home from Florida when the government called everyone back to Canada because of COVID-19. Unfortunately, this summer Lyon had a stroke. My knees weakened as I lifted Lyon out of our truck into the vet's office wrapped in her blanket, which still remains on the back seat to this day. This was a hard time. I didn't know if I could bear to live with the memories, soI drove it to the dealer.But as I approached the car dealer, I stopped. The warm memories with Lyon came flooding back. As the kilometers continued to roll on, Lyon could no longer jump into the back seat and had to be lifted in and out. Although it saddened me to see that the inevitable was coming, it warmed my heart to see her comfortable in the back seat. Thinking of these, my eyes blurred and tears started to flow. I took a deep breath. This truck possessed so much of the scar tissue of my life, so I did a U-turn. Once again, I'm putting my heart back into the truck and letting it navigate to accumulate more kilometers and memories on the highway of life.我认为汽车不仅仅是用来从一个地方到另一个地方旅行的。我 一直在设想一种交通工具可以从一个事件到另一个事件。我的卡 车带我去了更多的葬礼、婚礼，穿过暴风雪，当政府因为 COVID-19把每个人都叫回加拿大时，我很快就从佛罗里达州回 家了。不幸的是，今年夏天里昂中风了。当我把里昂从卡车里抱 出来，裹着她的毯子，带进兽医办公室时，我的膝盖都软了下来， 那条毯子至今还放在后座上。这是一段艰难的时期。我不知道我 是否能忍受这些回忆,所以我把它开到了经销商那里。但当我走近汽车经销商时，我停了下来。和里昂的美好回忆如 潮水般涌上心头。随着比赛的继续进行，里昂再也无法跳进后座， 只能被抬进抬出。虽然看到不可避免的事情即将发生，我感到很 难过，但看到她舒服地坐在后座，我的心又温暖了起来。想到这 些，我的眼睛模糊了，眼泪开始流。我深吸了一口气。这辆卡车 承载了我生命中太多的疤痕组织，所以我来了个180度大转弯。 再一次，我把我的心放回卡车，让它在生活的高速公路上积累更 多的公里和记忆。ChatGPT 1I don't simply view a vehicle as a means of transport from point A to point B; for me, it is a time machine to one odyssey after another. The truck which I have owned for many years had been with me to attend funerals and weddings, through monsoons, and had jolted me back to my homeland after Canada became affected severely by the COVID-19 pandemic. It was a tough year, especially when my beloved pet, Lyon, suffered a stroke. Each step that I took in assisting her into the truck enfolded in a blanket that adorns the backseat until now, was incredibly difficult, and I wondered if I would manage to cope with these moments of grief. Hesitantly, I headed toward the car dealer with the hope of consigning it to a new home.But as I came closer, the sturdy reminiscences of Lyon's contentment and joy overwhelmed me. The realization of her aging crept in and caused my eyes to water. Taking a deep breath, I noticed the large amount of sentimental value I aHributed to my old truck, and without a second thought, I performed a U-turn and decided to put my heart back inside and let it whisk me away with more experiences in the narrative of life.ChatGPT 2Contemplating a vehicle as a vessel for one pocket of life to another, my truck has been with me to memorials, nuptials, and treacherous snowstorms, as well as on the hurried journey home to Canada, due to the COVID-19 induced mandatory repatriation. That summer when Lyon had the stroke, I can vividly recall my trembling knees as I carefully carried her, tucked in her beloved blanket - which still remains draped over the rear seat - into the veterinary's clinic. Whether I could sustain these moments without diminishing my courage was an uncertainty.As I was about to reach the car dealership, the dazzling reminiscence of Lyon reacquainted themselves and my tears brimmed. Despite knowing the impending of the moment, seeing her comfortable at the back of the truck filled my heart with joy. Numerous flashbacks crossed my mind, and I inhaled deeply. This truck holds so much of my life souvenirs; hence, I took a U-turn as I was aware of the power of this truck to flock me with further experiences and chronicles on my life journey. Assuringly, I am committing my heart back to this truck, overcoming this trying period.ChatGPT 3Far more than a carriage from one point to another, my truck is indeed an ally that has accompanied me in my adventures, an observer of my victories and defeats, and a keeper of my blissful memories. It has been my faithful accompaniment for an extensive time and feels like a component of my own existence. I am intimate with every small part of it, every sound the engine makes, and its familiar scent. With the odometer nearing a hundred thousand kilometres, I began to wonder if it was perhaps time to relinquish my entirehearted vehicle. We shared so many moments together, however, there comes a period when you must part ways. I pointed my old coalition towards the dealership while struggling with inner disturbance.But, as I came in close vicinity of the car vendor, I was overwhelmed by an indescribable sentiment. As I pictured Lyon in the back seat, I became aware that the new automobile would never have the same essence, the same distress, or the same aroma as my old favourite. It would be an unfamiliar, and the idea of starting afresh was too overpowering. For this reason, I abruptly decided to give my beloved truck the all-encompassing love and affection, far distant from a single thought of disposing it. It has been with me through all moments good and bad, and I know it will continue to be my trusty friend for many extra miles.a can of corn and stared at the label. At that point, I decided to be a good and polite employee and asked her if she needed help. As I stood close to her, my smile became harder to maintain. An unpleasant smell of sweat rose from her torn clothing.need some food,“ she muttered in reply to my bright “Madam, can I help you?"“Are you looking for corn, madam?”I need some food,“ she repeated, looking down at the can in her hand, “Any kind.”“Well, the can of corn is ninety-five cents, madam./ I said in my most helpful voice. "Or, if you like, we have a special on bread today/'After a short pause, she lifted her head and said, “But I can't pay.”For a second, it was on the tip of my tongue to tell her that she could take the corn.注意：1 .所续写短文的词数应为150左右：2 .续写部分分为两段，每段的开头语己为你写好；Paragraph 1: Then the employee rules flooded into my mind: Remain polite but do not let the customers get the best of you.Paragraph 2: Moments after she left, I rushed out of the door with the can of corn.参考范文1Then the employee rules flooded into my mind: Remain polite but do not let the customers get the best of you.Automatically, I blurted out with my typical friendly smile, /y sorry, I can zt give it to you for free.n Slightly nodding her head, the woman, carefully put the can back onto the shelf, murmuring, /ZI see." Under the bright light, her leathery face, pink with cold, was rather sharp. She shuffled past me towards the door but, with a suddenness that stunned me, stopped dead in her track. Slowly twisting her head around, she beamed, “Thank you anyway, Merry Christmas.,/ A surge of warmth mingled with regret flooding over me, I stood watching the poor soul join the crowd in festive mood. (101 w)Moments after she left, I rushed out of the door with the can of corn.Fortunately, I found her figure on the corner of the main street. "Madam!” I hurried forward, pressed the can of corn into her blue-veined hand, and uttered in a sincere tone of voice, " Merry Christmas!0 Astonished, she froze for a second. Before she could absorb what was happening, I waved her goodbye and trotted briskly back to the store. For the rest of my day, I was constantly reminded of the old women in her clothing, who taught me a valuable lessonwhile dealing with other human beings, it was genuine love and care rather than glib response that could smooth over difficulties.这时，员工守则涌进我的脑海:保持礼貌，但不要让顾客占了你 的便宜。我下意识地带着典型的友好微笑脱口而出:"对不起，我不能 免费给你。"女人微微点了点头，小心翼翼地把罐头放回架子上，低 声说:“我明白了。”在明亮的灯光下，她那张冻得发红的坚韧的脸显得 相当锐利。她拖着脚从我身边走过，朝门口走去，但她突然停住了脚 步，把我吓了一跳。她慢慢地扭过头，笑着说:谢谢你，圣诞快乐。” 一股温暖夹杂着遗憾的情绪涌上心头，我站在那里看着这个可怜的人 加入了欢乐的人群。(101 w)她走后不久，我拿着那罐玉米冲出门去。幸运的是，我在主街的 拐角处发现了她的身影。夫人!”我急忙上前，把玉米罐头塞到她青筋 的手里，用真诚的声音说:圣诞快乐!”她惊呆了，愣了一会儿。还没等她明白发生了什么,我就挥手告别，快步跑回了商店。在接下来的 日子里，我不断地想起那位穿着衣服的老妇人，她教会了我一个宝贵 的教训在与他人打交道时，真正的爱和关怀，而不是油嘴滑脸的 回应，才能化解困难。参考范文2Then the employee rules flooded into my mind: Remain polite but do not let the customers get the best of you. At the thought of that, I managed a friendly smile and automatically blurted out, I'm sorry, madam, but I can't give away anything for free/7 Hearing this, the old woman nodded her head, her face darkened and eyelids dropped. Unwillingly, she put the can back on the shelf, shuffled past me toward the door and vanished into the distance. It was at that moment that a ripple of regret welled up inside me. How I wished I hadn't said those words! (81 w)Moments after she left, I rushed out of the door with the can of corn. Fortunately, the gaunt figure of the old woman was still in sight. I went running up to her. "Madam, merry Christmas!” said I, thrusting the can of corn into her blue-veined hand. For a second, I could feel that her hand quivered. Without waiting for her reply, I just waved her goodbye before trotting straight away. For the rest of my shift, the image of the woman constantly reminded me that while dealing with other human beings, it was sincere concern rather than a glib response that could smooth over any difficulty.这时，员工守则涌进我的脑海:保持礼貌，但不要让顾客占了你 的便宜。想到这里，我勉强挤出一个友好的微笑，不由自主地脱口而 出:“对不起，夫人，我不能免费赠送任何东西。"听了这话，老妇人点 了点头，脸色阴沉，眼皮垂了下来。她不情愿地把罐头放回架子上, 拖着脚步从我身边走过，走向门口，消失在远处。就在那一刻，悔恨 的涟漪涌上心头。我多么希望我没有说那些话啊!(81 w)她走后不久，我拿着那罐玉米冲出门去。幸运的是，那个老妇人 憔悴的身影还在眼前。我跑向她。“夫人，圣诞快乐广我说着，把那罐 玉米塞到她青筋丛生的手里。有那么一瞬间，我能感觉到她的手在颤 抖。没等她回答，我就挥手告别，然后快步走开了。在我接下来的工 作中