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1、试题原题第二节 读后续写（满分25分）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。I yawned （打哈欠）as I got off the last step of the bus. I had woken early that morning, and had not been able to sleep on the long ride from Riverside High, thinking about that days race, the Eye Opener. I had never raced in a state-wide race bef

2、ore. Over thirty high school teams ran, along with quite a few colleges. The rest of my team and I unloaded the bus, and we relaxed and waited for our race patiently.Start warming up, our coach told us, roughly forty-five minutes after we arrived. After finishing our stretches, we headed over to the

3、 starting line, eager for the race to begin.The starter walked to the middle of the field. There will be two commands/* his voice boomed, “Runners set, then the gun. If you hear another shot, return to the starting line to start again. My heart raced as I got my legs ready to race.“Runners set! the

4、starter shouted. ,Bam!M The gun fired, and he rushed out of our way. Adrenaline （肾上腺素）rushed through my body as I raced through the mass of runners. As I rounded the first turn, my schoolmates greeted me with heartening shouts. Then, in what felt like only one minute, I arrived at the one mile mark.

5、a man declared as I ran by. I tried to ignore him, but my legs began to bum as I realized I had run a mile and still had two to go. I slowed down my pace, for I knew the second mile was the worst of all three. Minutes later, I felt horrible. My legs ached, feeling like leadFrom that day, our letterb

6、ox became the destination for postcards from all over the world. Our letterbox became a hotel, accommodating travel-weary cards. It checked in guests from everywhere: India, Portugal, Italy, the Czech Republic and Japan.Nanny Del,I am walking hand in hand with you along the streets of Lisbon. The ma

7、rkets are just up ahead and we are about to stop for dinner.My dreams of armchair travels became a reality; I had filled a box with love and mementos from all corners of the globe and my nannys grand adventure was about to begin. I sat next to her, presented her with the box and told her that someth

8、ing wonderful was going to happen; she had a private flight to board and was going to see the world. Tears of happiness mixed with grief fell onto those postcards.In the months that followed, we travelled the world together. Her living room became a departure hall and our flights departed daily. Her

9、 hospital bed became an airport lounge, where we researched and planned our next departure. We visited Lisbon (a favourite) and cruised the Mediterranean before hopping over toArgentina. We travelled the entirety of the United States; Honolulu to the Adirondacks; Virginia to San Francisco; New Orlea

10、ns to Atlantic City, Boston and Montana.Nanny hung out for every visit from the postman, eagerly awaiting news of her next departure. I just cant believe strangers did this for a little old lady theyve never met“ became a sentiment she murmured many times. I reached out to the senders; reminding the

11、m that theyd impacted strangers in a way theyd perhaps never know. Our travels took us far and wide. Cancer could not stop us.Some days brought fatigue and Nanny could manage only one small flight before dozing off. When she would wake, shed smile and suggest another trip.Our very last Hight departe

12、d on a warm morning in early August in 2018. Nanny had packed her bags for a final time, the departure hall quiet and the whir of the Boeing engine still. My dearest travel companion had bought a different ticket for this trip and journeyed on ahead with the promise to cross paths in another departu

13、re hall, in another time and place.Among the scatter of finger sandwiches and hushed reminisces, the postcards, over 100 of them, made their final journey to Nannys farewell. There they adorned the tables full of mementos and photographs of an olive-skinned beauty with dark hair and soft eyes. Photo

14、s of a woman who feared shed never see the world; but had done so tenfold.I have emerged from great loss; knowing now that life consists of first greetings and final partings. Flights arrive and then depart. People are brought lo us, and taken away.blocks. My vision was clouded as sweat dropped down

15、 into my eyes, and my arms felt as if they would fall off if I swung them one more time. Just as I almost reached my limit, a boy passed me. He also seemed to have lost strength but soon he was a little ahead of me.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。I gathered up my strength to speed up but sudd

16、enly fell to the ground.In the last mile, seeing the athletes passing us one by one, I asked the boy to run without me.写作分析1 .主要人物（角色）：Ia boy: fellow runner2 .主题：人与社会（自我）首次参加州内的跑步比赛，因一大早就起床出发，而且要坐很长时间的 车到比赛地，车上也没法好好休息，我的精神状态不太好。到达后，我们等了 45分钟，然后教练就让我们进行热身，等待比赛的开始。要跑三英里，第一个 一英里跑完，腿就感觉不太听使唤了，第二个一英里是最累的

17、。几分钟后，感 觉有点糟糕：腿像灌了铅一样重：汗流到眼睛里，开始有点模糊：胳膊也好像 要断了。正当我感觉到了极限的时候，有一个男孩从我身边超过了我，感觉他 也没什么力气了。3 .续写情节安排： 第一段：I gathered up my strength to speed up but suddenly fell to the ground.（与开头句衔接）摔倒后的身心情况？救援（男孩+其他人）（与下文开头句衔接）与男孩一道跑完第二个一英里第二段：In the last mile, seeing the athletes passing us one by one, I asked the bo

18、y to run without me.（与开头句衔接）男孩不离不弃最终一起跑完赛程对此事的感悟下水作文I gathered up my strength to speed up but suddenly fell to the ground. I tried to stand up but in vain. What I could do was to stay lying on my back, feeling as if it were the end of the world. The awful pain in my knees brought me to the edge of q

19、uitting the race. Thinking that it was my first state-wide race, I felt there was no excuse of abandoning it. Thanks to the timely aids from my schoolmates, I came back to myself and decided to continue my race. Surprisingly, back came the boy passing me, who considerately accompanied me, running sl

20、owly. Before I knew itz the second mile was over, more time than expected, though. （108 words）In the last mile, seeing the athletes passing us one by one, I asked the boy to run without me. But he still ran slowly beside me as if he hadnt heard what I said. Never give up, my fellow friend! Come on!

21、Surely, well make it. And III not leave you behind!” A sense of warmth welled up from the bottom of my heart, though I didnt know his exact name. I could clearly hear the sound of his ragged breathing. Nothing was better than such an inspiring soul beside you! When we passed the finishing line hand

22、in hand, there came thunderous applause, which, I knew, was not just for our finishing the race but more for our persistence and friendship. （103 words）读后续写A bad hair day试题呈现：阅读下面的材料，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。“SAI BABA! Sai Baba! Sai Baba! Hahahaha!”“Today is Shimlas big day! We have a celebrit

23、y visiting our city! Hahahaha! Ranis checks burned with embarrassment and tears stung her eyes as she elbowed her way to the exit through the crowd of leasing boys in the packed school bus. It wasnt the first time shed been called Sai Baba, after the famous Hindu holy man（印度圣人）shed seen on TV with h

24、is trademark afro（爆炸式卷 发）towering over his head.But this time had to be the worst. Rani jumped off the school bus, angry thoughts hovering inside Ranis head as she marched home in the drizzling rain. Why did her hair have to curl like a giant cotton candy balloon just when she wanted il to behave? W

25、hy, why, why, fumed Rani as she turned the back door key.“Rani, is that you?” Mama called from the family room. Suddenly Ranis cousins, Amit and Sumit, came charging toward her. How many eggs does Rani have in that nest on her head?v screamed Amit. Let me get that wig（假发）offRanis head!” shouted Sumi

26、t. Before she could think, Rani had fled out the door and went back up the road shed walked down minutes before. Halfway up, she slid unseen behind a green curtain of bamboo. Tearing through the wild growth, she made her way down a narrow mud path into a clearing（空土也）.She threw her schoolbag on the

27、ground and breathed hard.“I hate my hair! she cried. Collapsing on her schoolbag, she bitterly remembered the time shed spent trying to smooth her hair in vain. Before long, she fell into a fitful sleep.“RANI! RAA-AANI!”Rani woke up to Mamas calls. She sounded anxious. TH never go home,“ she promise

28、d herself darkly. Mama lei Amit and Sumit make fun of me. Papa would never have done that. He would listen to me and stand by my side. The minutes wore on. Alone in her secret hideout, Rani watched the shadow of Mama get longer and begin to disappear as dusk fell.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

29、答。Paragraph 1: Suddenly, leaves rustling, someone or something was making its way into the clearing.Paragraph 2: The next moment Papa was sitting beside her.参考范文：Suddenly, leaves rustlings someone or something was making its way into the clearing. Rani froze. She knew about the dangerous animals - t

30、he foxes and snakes and even man-eater leopardsthat lurked in the lush jungles. A shiver went down her spine. Hugging herself close, she crouched lower, not daring to move a muscle. Tiny night bugs bit into her soft flesh and hunger pangs wracked her belly. Rani was tortured by such a disastrous day

31、! She held her breath as the rustling grew louder, her eyes scanning the bushes frantically. Suddenly, the thick leaves parted, and a dark form stepped into the clearing. Ranis heart leaping with fear, she opened her mouth to scream.The next moment Papa was sitting beside her. Relief and joy Hooded

32、through Rani. She flung her arms around Papa and clung to him. uRani! Whats wrong?, a visibly relieved Papa asked. Rani hesitated at first, but then broke down in tears, I hate my hair!” She poured out everything about teasing. vAnd thats not all,“ Rani sobbed. uMama even let Amit and Sumit get away

33、 with it. Papa sighed, stroked her disheveled hair and planted a soft kiss on her forehead. 1 know its tough being teased by those kids, but you cant let it get to you. Look, you arc beautiful just the way you are!” Papa said soothingly. Together, they sat in silence for a while, until Ranis tears d

34、ried up and she felt ready to face the world again.读后续写Postcards From The World试题+参考范文+原作欣赏试题呈现：While the sun washed over the grass of my grandmothers front garden, I sunk into the familiarity of one of her armchairs. Life, as I knew it, had changed. My beloved grandmother, my nanny, a stand-in pare

35、nt in the absence of my father, had cancer. It was terminal, and could never be cured.As she watched Getaway on television, she remarked to me that shed never left Australia and that now she never would. I swallowed the sadness that came with knowing that chapters of her life were to be left unwritt

36、en.At work, feeling helpless, 1 wiped tables and took orders and thought. HARD! The Saturday afternoon lunch rush was not enough to lull me from my thoughts. Wracked with grief, I pondered the power of Facebook and the collective strength of human empathy. I raced from the end of my shift to ask str

37、angers on the internet for help.“My Nanny Del has cancer. Its terminal and she will never see the world. Please send her postcards so she can see the world from her armchair. I can offer nothing but gratitude.MI resolved not to breathe a word of this; should nothing come, I couldnt bear to carry her

38、 disappointment along with my own. Should something wander into our humble little letterbox, I would consider it a blessing and embrace it like I embraced her little, shrinking frame.Days turned to weeks and Nannys health worsened rapidly in the early months of 2018. Life took me through my full-tim

39、e study, babysitting and waiting tables, along with the responsibility of caring for a grandparent who was too sick to care for herself. As I helped Nanny in the early hours of those mornings, she would chat to me, sometimes joys, other times, sorrows. Whatever she shared became precious.Paragraph 1

40、: One afternoon, finally, a postcard from the United States arrived in our letterbox.Paragraph 2:In the months that followed, her living room became a departure hall and our flights departed daily.参考范文：One afternoon, finally, a postcard from the United States arrived in our letterbox. The simple pos

41、tcard from America to our sleepy little seaside town in Australia was to me a beacon of light. I held it tight in my hands, read and re-read the words scrawled across the back: Nanny Del, thinkingof you in Michigan, USA,From that day, our letterbox became the destination for po stcards from all over

42、 the world. Our letterbox became a hotek accommodating travel-weary cards from everywhere: India, Italy, China, and Japan. The cards were love and mementos from all corners ofthe globe. I sat next to my Nanny, reading the cards to her. Tears ofhappinessmixed with grief fell onto those postcards.In t

43、he months that followed, her living room became a departure hall and our flights departed daily. Her hospital bed became an airport lounge, where we researched and planned our next departure. We visited Milan and cruised the Japanese Sea before hopping over to Taiwan. We travelled the entirety of th

44、e United States. Nanny hung out for every visit from the postman, eagerly awaiting news of her next departure. nI just can*t believe strangers did this for a little old lady they*ve never met became a sentiment she murmured many times. I reached out to the senders; reminding them that theyd impacted

45、 strangers in a way theyd perhaps never know. Our travels took us far and wide. Cancer could not stop us.原文本欣赏：来自于 Readers Digest, AU, 2023-05Whilst the sun washed over the grass of my grandmothers front garden, I sunk into the familiarity of one of her cane armchairs. Life, as I knew it, had change

46、d. My beloved grandmother, my nanny, a stand-in parent in the absence of my father, had cancer. It was terminal.As she watched Getaway on television, she remarked to me that shed never left Australia and that now she never would. She was resigned to travel via presenter Catriona Rowntrees Sunday aft

47、ernoon items. I swallowed the sadness that came with knowing that chapters of her life were to be left unwritten.At work, feeling helpless, I wiped tables and took orders and thought. Hard. The Saturday afternoon lunch rush was not enough to lull me from my thoughts. Wracked with burgeoning grief, I

48、 pondered the power of Facebook and the collective strength of human empathy. I raced from the end of my shift to ask strangers on the internet for help.My Nanny Del has cancer. Ifs terminal and she will never see the world. Please send her postcards so she can see the world from her armchair. I can

49、 offer nothing but gratitude.I resolved not to breathe a word of this; should nothing come, I couldnt bear to carry her disappointment along with my own. Should something wander into our humble little letterbox, I would consider it a blessing and embrace it like 1 did her little, shrinking frame.Days turned to weeks and Nannys health deteriorated rapi