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课时达标(五)|40分写作规范练(一)
第一节 (满分15分)
假定最近你校传统中国画社团正打算向全校招募成员,请你以社团的名义写一则招募启事,内容如下:1.启事目的;2.加入社团的好处;3.如何加入。
注意:1.词数80左右;
2.可以适当增加细节,以使行文连贯。
One possible version:
New Members Wanted
The Traditional Chinese Painting Club founded two weeks ago is looking for new members.
By participating in our well-organized activities, you will benefit a great deal from them.Not only can you cultivate your patience and imagination, but also you can reach a higher level of artistic thinking.Learning traditional Chinese painting, you will get easier access to our excellent history and culture, which can nurture your mind.
Students of all grades are welcomed.If you are interested in it, please fill in the application form and send it to the email address at Traditional Chinese Painting@163.com before May 7, 2026.Welcome to join us now.
Traditional Chinese Painting Club
第二节 (满分25分)
The easy way out isn't always the easiest.I learned that lesson when I decided to treat my father to a special meal.I glanced through the cookbook and chose a menu which included homemade bread.Knowing the bread would take time, I started on it as soon as he left for work.
As I was not experienced in cooking, I thought if a dozen was good, two dozen would be better, so I doubled everything.As Dad loved oranges, I also opened a can of orange and poured it all into the bowl.Soon there was sticky dough(生面团) covered with ugly yellowish marks.Realizing I had been defeated, I put the dough in the rubbish bin outside so I wouldn't have to face Dad's blame.
I went on preparing the rest of the meal, and when Dad got home we sat down to eat the meal.He tried to enjoy the meal but seemed disturbed.Twice he got up and went outside, saying he thought he heard a noise.The third time he left, I went to the window to see what he was doing.
Looking out, I saw Dad standing about three feet from the rubbish bin, holding the lid up with a stick and looking into the container.When I came out of the house, he dropped the stick and explained that there was something alive in the rubbish bin.Picking up the stick again, he held the lid up enough for me to see.I felt scared.But I stepped closer and looked harder.
Without doubt it was my work.The hot sun had caused the dough to double in size and the fermenting yeast(酵母) made the surface shake and sigh as though it were breathing.I had to admit what the “living thing” was and why it was there.I didn't know who was more embarrassed by the whole thing, Dad or me.
注意:续写词数应为150左右。
One possible version:
My dad tapped me gently on the shoulder, and we went inside. Sitting back to our meal, Dad smilingly, updated me on recent events in his work without a mere mention of the crazy dough wildly dancing outside, which served wonderfully as a gentle embarrassment reliever.However, while doing the dishes after dinner, Dad said to me with firmness in his voice, “You don't have to be an expert on making bread, but you do have to do your research before taking action.There is no such thing as an easy way out.” And that was the starting point of my journey of making the perfect bread.
At a party three months later, everyone wanted to try my bread.The rest of the night slipped away, filled with inquiries about my secret recipe.Yet, hardly was there a different answer other than “Beauty comes from balance and patience.” To be frank, that was exactly what I'd learnt during my numerous experiments.An amazing loaf of bread required suitable balance of ingredients as well as enormous patience of waiting for the dough to rise.Countless as my failures to make tasty bread were, every single moment of them was cherished. Along the journey, I've developed from the man whose dough sighed in a dustbin to the man whose bread made your taste buds dance.
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