考前押题07 读后续写6大常考话题（期中复习专项训练）高二英语下学期译林版

( 学科网（北京）股份有限公司 ) ( 学科网（北京）股份有限公司 ) 考前押题07 读后续写6大常考话题 话题1 成长与突破 话题4 人与动物 话题2 互助与温情 话题5 奇遇与历险 话题3 误解与和解 话题6 文化认同 话题1 成长与突破 Passage 1 I hated the pool with a burning passion. Every Monday and Thursday afternoon, I would drag my reluctant feet across the cold tile floor, staring at my thin arms with deep doubt. Around me, my teammates cut through the water like dolphins, their powerful strokes creating perfect ripples. But I always fell behind, swallowing bitter mouthfuls of chlorine (消毒/漂白剂) while my lungs screamed for air. The upcoming city championship tightened its cold fist around my chest. “Maybe I should just quit,” I murmured to myself one rainy afternoon, watching raindrops race down the windowpane. My coach, Mrs. Nelson, must have heard me. Her footsteps echoed softly as she knelt beside me, her kind eyes searching my face. “David,” she said gently, “do you know why the turtle (龟) wins the race?” I shook my head, confused. “Because he never stops moving forward,” she continued. “Speed doesn't matter. Showing up every single day does.” Then she reached into her bag and pulled out a worn swimming cap with a small tear on the edge. “This was mine. I was the slowest swimmer on my team too, until I decided to finish what I started.” Her words warmed something cold inside my chest. That night, I lay in bed staring at the ceiling for hours, her voice echoing in my ears. The next morning, I arrived at the pool an hour before anyone else. The silence was strange, broken only by the soft lapping (拍打) of water against the walls. I practiced my flip (翻转) turns again and again, bumping my head so many times that black and blue marks formed on my forehead. I focused on my breathing, trying to find a rhythm for my weak lungs—breathe in for two strokes, out for two. For weeks, I rose before dawn while my teammates slept peacefully in their warm beds. Slowly, miraculously, the gap between us began to shrink. I could finally keep up for half a practice, then three-quarters. But two days before the championship, I woke up with a high fever. My mother wanted me to withdraw. I stared at the ceiling, torn between fear and the promise I had made to myself. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 On the race day, I dragged myself to the pool. ______________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ When I finally touched the wall, I looked up at the scoreboard. _________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Passage 2 Mia was known as the “silent artist.” Every lunch break, she sat alone in the corner of the art room, sketching tiny fairies and small animals in her worn notebook. Her drawings were beautiful, but she never showed anyone. When Mr. Peterson announced the school’s watercolor competition, the class was noisy with excitement. Mia, however, shrank lower in her chair. The thought of painting on a public wall filled her with panic. “My art is for my eyes only,” she whispered, holding her notebook firmly. Her best friend Leo noticed. He slid into the seat next to her. “Mia, your drawings are amazing. Why not enter?” She shook her head firmly. But Leo didn’t give up. “What if we work together? I’ll paint the background—sky, grass, a big sun. You can add your tiny characters in the corners. No one has to know which part is yours.” Mia’s heart raced. She looked at Leo’s sincere face for a long moment. “Okay,” she whispered. “But I’ll hide behind the paint board.” For three afternoons, they worked side by side in the empty hall. Leo painted broad strokes of blue sky and green grass. Hidden behind a large wooden board, Mia added her small creatures. Her hands shook at first, making the lines crooked. But by day two, the shaking eased. She even smiled once when a tiny rabbit seemed to look back at her. On day three, disaster struck. A group of older students stopped to watch. A tall boy pointed at the watercolor and laughed. “Look at those little doodles (涂鸦)! So childish!” The others joined in. Mia froze, her brush suspended in mid-air. Her face turned bright red. Without a word, she dropped her brush and ran out, tears already falling. （288 words） 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 Leo found her sitting alone on the back stairs. _______________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ The next morning, Mia walked into the hall with the brush in her hand. ___________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Passage 3 Leo Martinez could not carry a tune. In the school choir, his voice made everyone else uncomfortable. “Just mouth the words, Leo,” Mr. Davis whispered at every practice. So Leo mouthed, feeling like a fake. But deep in his heart, he dreamed of singing a real solo (独唱), just once. The annual Winter Showcase was six weeks away, and Leo made a secret decision that filled him with both fear and hope. That evening, he knocked on the door of Ms. Alvarez, the retired music teacher next door. She was known for her sharp tongue and even sharper glare. When she opened the door, Leo spoke out hurriedly without thinking, “Teach me to sing, please,” handing her a box of her favorite tea. Ms. Alvarez raised an eyebrow. “I’m no miracle worker,” she said. But she took the tea and opened the door wider. For a month, Leo practiced in her dusty living room, surrounded by yellowed sheet music. He ran scales that sounded like a creaking (嘎吱作响) door. He learned to breathe from his diaphragm (横膈膜) until he felt dizzy. He felt embarrassed every time he played it back. “Terrible,” Ms. Alvarez would say. “But less terrible than yesterday. Again.” Slowly, something began to change. His voice no longer cracked on every high note. On the last night of practice, she almost smiled. “You might not embarrass yourself,” she said. The night of the show arrived, the auditorium packed with students and parents. When Mr. Davis announced Leo’s solo, his heart pounded so hard he thought it might burst. He stepped forward into the blinding spotlight, opened his mouth, and the first note came out flat and broken. Someone in the front row laughed softly. Leo’s face burned like fire. He wanted to run. （288 words） 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 Then he saw Ms. Alvarez in the back row. __________________________________________________________ Leo closed his eyes and took another breath. ________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 话题2 互助与温情 Passage 1 The rain was pouring down like a curtain. I stood at the bus stop, shivering, watching the last bus disappear around the corner. My phone was dead, my wallet was empty, and I was still two hours from home. I had just moved to this city for college and knew no one. The street lamps gave off a weak light on the wet pavement. Rainwater dripped down my neck, and I pulled my thin jacket tighter. “What am I going to do?” I whispered. A small convenience store stood across the street, its warm light glowing like a welcoming sign. I walked in, leaving wet footprints on the floor. The owner, an elderly woman with kind eyes and silver hair, looked up from her newspaper. “You look lost, dear,” she said softly. I explained my situation, my voice trembling with embarrassment. I asked if I could borrow a phone charger. She nodded and handed me one. I plugged in my phone, waiting anxiously. But when it powered on, my heart sank—I had no money for a taxi. My face burned with shame. The woman must have noticed my despair. She reached into her pocket and pulled out some folded cash. “Take this,” she said gently, pressing the bills into my cold hand. “The taxi stand is two blocks away.” I shook my head, insisting I couldn’t accept. But she wrapped her warm fingers around mine and said, “Everyone gets stuck sometimes, dear. One day, you’ll help someone too. That’s how the world works.” Her words touched something deep inside me. I thanked her, my eyes wet, and rushed back into the rain. The taxi dropped me at my dorm twenty minutes later. That night, lying in bed, I made a promise to myself—I would find her again and return the money, with interest. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 I returned to the convenience store the following weekend. ____________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Years later, on another rainy night, a young stranger walked into my shop. _______________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________________________ Passage 2 Old Mr. Jenkins lived alone in the small gray house at the end of our street. Every morning on my way to school, I watched him struggle to carry his trash bin to the garbage collection point, his back bent like a question mark. He rarely spoke to anyone. When kids waved at him, he would just nod and look away. The neighborhood kids whispered that he was easily angry and mean. I believed them, until one cold winter day changed everything. My bike chain broke on the icy sidewalk, and I fell hard, scraping (刮擦) my knee against the frozen ground. The pain shot through my leg like a knife. Tears welled up in my eyes as I sat there, cold and helpless, watching the snow fall. Suddenly, I heard footsteps crunching on the fresh snow. It was Mr. Jenkins, moving with difficulty toward me with his wooden walking stick. His face, usually so serious, now showed something else—worry? “Come inside, boy,” he said, his voice rough but not unkind. I hesitated for a moment, but the burning pain in my knee convinced me to follow him. His house was surprisingly warm and smelled of cinnamon (肉桂). He led me to a worn armchair by the fireplace and carefully cleaned my wound with gentle, practiced hands. His touch was surprisingly soft. Then he brought me a steaming cup of hot chocolate and a plate of homemade cookies. “You’re the first visitor I’ve had in months,” he admitted quietly, staring into his own cup. I learned that his wife had passed away two years ago, and his children lived far away. That afternoon, I stayed for hours, listening to his stories about the old days—his job at the factory, the tree he planted for his wife, the summer they caught a huge fish. When I finally left, he walked me to the door. “Come back anytime,” he said, almost shyly. I smiled and promised I would. As I walked home, I realized that the unfriendly old man everyone talked about was actually the kindest person I had ever met. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 Every week after that, I visited Mr. Jenkins. _________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ One spring morning, I found a small package on my doorstep. __________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Passage 3 The community kitchen was noisy and filled with the smell of warm soup. Every Saturday morning, volunteers gathered to prepare meals for the homeless. I had just started volunteering, feeling awkward and out of place. My job was simple—scoop (舀) rice into plastic containers. I kept my head down, avoiding eye contact with the tired faces waiting outside the window. Then a small, trembling voice changed everything. “Excuse me, miss.” I looked up to see a little girl, no more than seven years old, holding an empty plate with both hands. Her clothes were worn but clean, and her dark eyes looked huge in her thin face. “Could I have a little extra rice for my mom?” she asked softly. “She’s sick and can’t walk inside. She’s waiting on that bench.” She pointed to a nearby bench where a woman in a thin coat sat, bent forward. My heart tightened. I filled her plate generously, scooped an extra spoonful of beans, and added a bread roll on top. The girl’s face lit up with a smile that showed a missing front tooth. “Thank you, miss,” she whispered, then turned and ran back to her mother. I couldn’t stop thinking about her for the rest of the week. The next Saturday, I looked for her but she wasn’t there. The Saturday after that, still no sign. I asked around and learned that her family had lost their apartment and was moving between shelters. No one knew where they were. I decided I had to do something. With the help of the kitchen manager, a kind woman named Rosa, I started a small “family care” box in the corner. We collected diapers (尿布), blankets, children’s books, and warm socks. I made a simple sign: “For families who need a little help.” Word spread quickly. Soon, donations poured in from strangers who wanted to help. The small basket grew into a large wooden box. It became a corner of hope. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 Three weeks later, the little girl appeared again. ______________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Looking at the overflowing donation box, I realized something important. ________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 话题3 误解与和解 Passage 1 I used to hate the lunchbox my father packed for me. Every morning, long before sunrise, he would slip out of bed and walk slowly into the kitchen in his worn slippers. I often woke to the quiet sound of the spatula (铲) hitting the frying pan — the same sound, day after day. Rice, fried eggs, and leftover vegetables. That was all he knew how to make. The container was old and gray, its lid marked with a faded cartoon sticker that had been my favorite when I was five. Now, at fifteen, I could not think of anything more embarrassing. While my classmates opened their colorful colorful boxes, I would hide mine under the desk, my face burning with shame. “What’s that smell?” a classmate once joked. Everyone laughed. I laughed too, but inside I wanted to disappear. That evening, I exploded. “Why can’t you buy me a proper lunch like other parents?” I shouted. He stood at the kitchen sink, his back bent like a question mark, his hands still wet. He said nothing. He just turned away and ran the water louder. The silence that followed was worse than any shouting. After that day, I refused to take his lunchbox. I survived on chips and cookies, my stomach feeling empty by second period. Every morning, he would still leave the gray box on the table. Every morning, I would walk past it without a word. He never asked why. He never got angry. He just kept hoping. The silence between us grew thicker than the steam from his frying pan. We ate dinner in separate corners. He stopped asking about my day. I stopped looking at him at all. Two months passed like this — cold, quiet, and heavy. One night, I woke up thirsty around midnight and went downstairs. The kitchen light was still on. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 I saw my father sitting at the kitchen table, his head bowed over the old gray lunchbox. ____________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ “I’m sorry,” I said, my voice barely audible. _______________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Passage 2 Mia and I had been best friends since kindergarten, bound by our shared love for the piano. Every afternoon, we ran to the music room, our fingers dancing across the keys side by side. We dreamed of playing duets (二重奏) on a real stage one day. But everything changed when the city’s youth piano competition was announced. Only one student from our school could enter. Only one of us could win. The pressure crept in like a cold fog. A week before the final, I found her secretly practicing my piece. “Are you trying to copy me?” I asked coldly. Her face turned red . She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Then she left without a word. I stopped talking to her completely. I switched my practice time to six in the morning. She left small notes in my locker — “Good luck,” “I miss you” — but I threw them away unread. The tension filled every hallway. The music room felt like a battlefield. On the morning of the final, she smiled at me weakly. I looked away. I played perfectly, hitting every note with cold precision. Yet I felt nothing inside — just emptiness. She played after me. Her performance was softer, sadder, as if the piano itself was crying. I won first place. She came to congratulate me on my success, her eyes red but her smile gentle. “You deserved it,” she whispered. I turned away without a word. After the award ceremony, I found a folded paper on my chair. Something made me open it. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 I unfolded the paper with trembling hands. __________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Tears streamed down my face as I read. ___________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________________________ Passage 3 Old Mrs. Lin lived alone in the apartment below ours, and I was convinced she hated me. Every time I walked my dog past her door, she would open it just a crack and stare at us with narrowed eyes. “Keep that animal quiet,” she once said sharply, her voice like dry leaves. Another time, she banged on her ceiling — my floor — three times, hard enough to shake my desk. My friends said she was just a unfriendly old woman. “Ignore her,” they told me. “She probably hates everyone.” I believed them. I started avoiding her floor entirely, taking the stairs two at a time. I told my mother she was a monster. My mother just sighed. One night, a violent storm flooded the streets. Rain fell in sheets so thick I could barely see ahead. I returned home late to find my dog shaking uncontrollably, his breath shallow, his eyes wide with fear. Panicked, I wrapped him in a towel and rushed out. The only vet still open was three blocks away. Halfway there, I slipped on the wet pavement. I twisted my ankle and fell hard, scraping (刮擦) my palms raw. The rain wetted my thin jacket in seconds. My dog trembled weakly in my arms. I had no umbrella, no phone, and no one to call. I dragged myself forward, my ankle screaming with every step. I was only halfway there. I could not go on. Then I heard footsteps walking through the rain behind me — slow, steady, determined. Through the rain, I saw a small figure in a raincoat, holding an umbrella. A familiar voice called out from the darkness: “Get in the car. Now.” 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 I turned around and saw Mrs. Lin. ________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ In the car, she handed me a towel. ________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________________________ 话题4 人与动物 Passage 1 I first saw the cat on a rainy November evening. It was hiding under a broken car in our apartment parking lot, its gray fur wet and dirty. Most days, I just walked past it without a second look. After all, lost cats were everywhere in our city. But this one was different. Every evening at the same time, it would sit on the same spot, staring up at my window on the fourth floor. Not meowing. Not begging. Just watching. My mother told me to ignore it. “Feed one stray (流浪猫), and ten will show up tomorrow,” she said. So I did nothing. But the cat kept coming. Day after day, rain or shine, it sat there, its yellow eyes fixed on my window. Sometimes I would catch myself looking back at it from behind the curtain, wondering what it wanted from me. One night, a heavy storm hit our city. The wind howled like a wild animal, and the rain fell so hard that I could barely see the street below. Thunder cracked overhead, shaking the windows of our apartment. I lay in bed, unable to sleep, thinking about that small gray cat. Was it still out there? Had it found shelter under another car? I told myself it was not my problem. It was just a stray. There was nothing I owed it. But something kept pulling at my heart — a strange feeling I could not name. Finally, I got up, grabbed an old blanket and a can of tuna (金枪鱼), and ran downstairs. The parking lot was flooded. The broken car was still there, but the cat was gone. Then I heard a faint cry coming from behind a trash can. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 I walked toward the trash can and looked behind it. ___________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ From that night on, the cat became a part of my life. __________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Passage 2 The old dog appeared in our neighborhood every afternoon. It walked slowly, its head low, its tail hanging lifelessly behind. Sometimes it would stop in the middle of the sidewalk and stare at nothing for minutes, as if trying to remember something it had forgotten. The kids called it “Ghost Dog” because it seemed lost in its own world. I learned from neighbors that it belonged to an elderly man two streets away. The man had recently been moved to a nursing home after a fall, and his family had left the dog behind. Now it wandered the same paths it had walked with its owner, waiting for someone who would never come back. I felt sorry for it, but I had my own life to worry about. Exams were coming. My parents expected top grades. I had no time for a stray dog. But the dog would not leave me alone. Every day after school, it would be waiting at the gate of our community, its cloudy eyes searching for something — or someone. One afternoon, it followed me all the way to my front door. I tried to shoo it away, but it just sat down and looked up at me with such sadness that my heart ached. The next day, I bought a bag of dog food. I left a small pile by the gate. The dog ate it slowly, then rested its head on my foot. From that day on, I became its keeper. I named him Buddy. Every afternoon, I would sit with him under the big tree, talking to him about my exams, my worries, my dreams. He never barked. He just listened. Two weeks later, Buddy did not show up at the gate. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 I searched the neighborhood for hours but found no sign of him. ________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ The nursing home staff led me to a small room on the first floor. ________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Passage 3 I found the pigeon lying under the big banyan tree in our schoolyard. Its left wing was bent at a strange angle, and dark red blood stained its gray feathers. Its tiny chest rose and fell quickly, as if it were running a race it could not finish. A group of younger students had gathered around, poking it with sticks and laughing. “Stop it!” I shouted, pushing through the crowd. I picked up the bird carefully, holding it against my chest. It did not struggle. It did not peck (啄). It just looked at me with one black eye, as if asking for help. I carried it to the school nurse, but she shook her head. “I treat kids, not birds,” she said. So I put it in a cardboard box with some soft cloth and took it home. For three weeks, I kept the pigeon in my room. I fed it with an eyedropper, dropping water and soft bread crumbs (屑) into its small mouth. I cleaned its wound every morning with warm water and a clean cloth. Slowly, the wing healed. The bird grew stronger. It would sit on my desk while I did homework, turning its head from side to side, watching me with curious, shining eyes. I named it Sky. I talked to it about my dreams, my fears, my loneliness after my best friend moved away. Sky never made a sound, but its presence filled the empty spaces in my heart. By the fourth week, Sky was trying to fly. It would jump from the windowsill, flap its wings wildly, and land clumsily on the floor. Each time, it tried again. One morning, I opened the window to let in fresh air. Sky hopped onto the sill. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 It spread its wings and looked back at me. __________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ I watched Sky fly away until it became a tiny dot in the sky. ___________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 话题5 奇遇与历险 Passage 1 When I was fourteen, my grandfather took me fishing on his old wooden boat. The sky had been clear blue when we left the small harbor, and I remembered laughing as seagulls chased our wake. But by afternoon, thick gray clouds swallowed the sun without warning. A cold wind screamed across the water, and waves began to rock our small boat like a toy. “Stay calm,” Grandpa said, but his wrinkled hands shook as he struggled with the failing engine. Then a terrible crack split the air — the mast broke in half, crashing onto the deck just inches from where I sat. My heart stopped. Salt water hurt my eyes as I watched our only radio slide into the wild sea. Without it, we had no way to call for help. We were drifting toward a line of sharp rocks in the distance. Grandpa’s face had turned as pale as the white bubbles on the water around us. For the first time in my life, I saw fear in his eyes. I wanted to cry, but I saw Grandpa close his eyes and take a deep breath. “We’ve been through worse,” he whispered, though I doubted it. He pointed to a torn sail lying on the deck. “Help me tie this to the remaining pole. We’ll use it as a steering device.” My hands shook so badly I could barely hold the rope. Every crash of thunder made me jump. But Grandpa’s steady voice guided me — “Pull tighter. Now tie it here.” Together, we fastened the simple steering device to the back of the boat. The waves pushed us closer to the rocks, their sharp points rising like monsters from the deep. “Push against the current!” Grandpa shouted. I leaned all my weight into the pole, my muscles burning. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 Inch by inch, the boat began to turn away from the rocks. ______________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ When we finally returned to the harbor at sunset, Grandpa pulled me into a hug. ___________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Passage 2 I was hiking alone in the Rocky Mountains when I heard a low sound behind me. My blood turned to ice. Slowly, I turned my head and saw a massive gray wolf standing on a rock, its yellow eyes fixed on mine. It was no more than twenty meters away. My legs felt like they had been nailed to the ground. Every survival video I had ever watched flooded back into my mind — don’t run, don’t show fear, make yourself big. But knowing what to do and actually doing it were two different things. The wolf took a step forward, its body moving under its thick fur. I could hear my own heartbeat thundering in my ears like a drum. A cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and for a split second, I thought about running — but I knew that would be death. Then my natural reaction took over. I raised my arms above my head, making myself as tall as possible. “Go away!” I yelled, my voice cracking but loud. The wolf stopped, turning its head slightly to one side. I grabbed a thick branch from the ground and waved it wildly, shouting nonsense words at the top of my lungs. My heart pounded so hard I thought it might burst. For a moment, nothing happened. We just stared at each other, the wind howling between us. Then the wolf let out a short bark — not aggressive, almost confused. It took a step back, then another. I kept shouting, kept waving, not daring to close my eyes even for a moment. My throat was raw and my arms ached, but I didn’t stop. The wolf turned and disappeared into the trees as silently as it had come. I stood there, frozen, my chest heaving, unable to believe I was still alive. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 I did not move until the forest had been silent for a full minute. _________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ That night, sitting by my campfire, I realized something. ______________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Passage 3 My best friend Jake and I were exploring an abandoned house on the edge of town. “This is a bad idea,” Jake whispered as we stepped through the broken door. “That’s what makes it fun,” I replied, shining my flashlight into the dusty darkness. The floor groaned under our feet as if it were about to collapse. Threads of spider web brushed against our faces, and every shadow looked like a monster. Then we heard it — a low, deep sound coming from the basement. Jake grabbed my arm so hard it hurt. “Let’s go,” he said, his voice shaking. “No way,” I said, though my heart was racing. “We came here to see a ghost, so let’s see a ghost.” I pulled open the old door that made a sharp noise. A cold, terrible smell rose up from the darkness. The low sound came again, louder this time. I swallowed hard and exchanged a nervous glance with Jake — neither of us wanted to admit we were terrified. We crept down the wooden stairs, each step making a loud noise under our weight. At the bottom, my flashlight swept across old furniture and broken boxes. Dust floated in the air like tiny ghosts. Then the light landed on a figure hunched in the corner. I froze. The figure turned — and I saw two glowing green eyes staring back at us. Jake screamed. I tried to scream, but no sound came out. The creature hissed and stumbled toward us, knocking over an old chair. I grabbed Jake’s sleeve and pulled him behind an old sofa. “What do we do?” Jake whispered, tears in his eyes. I had no idea. My flashlight flickered and died, plunging us into complete darkness. The creature was getting closer. I could hear its heavy breathing and the soft drag of its feet on the dusty floor. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 Just as I thought it was all over, a beam (光线) of light cut through the darkness. ___________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Walking back home, Jake and I couldn't stop laughing at ourselves. ______________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 话题6 文化认同 Passage 1 侧重心理描写与文化身份探索 My name is Qiū Yǔ, which means “autumn rain” in Chinese. When I moved to America at twelve, I quickly learned that my name sounded strange to my classmates. On the first day of school, the teacher tried to pronounce it. “Kee-you... Kyoo...?” The students giggled. “Just call me Rain,” I said quickly, my face burning. After that, I became “Rain” to everyone. It was easier that way. No awkward pauses. No strange looks. I told myself it was just a name. But deep down, something felt wrong. But hiding my name felt like hiding a part of myself. At dinner, my grandmother still called me Qiū Yǔ in her soft voice. “That is the name your grandfather gave you,” she once said. “It carries the peace of autumn and the hope of rain for a good harvest.” She pointed out the window at the gentle rain falling on her garden. I nodded but said nothing. How could I explain that to my American friends? They would probably laugh again. So I kept quiet and ate my rice. Then came the school’s International Night. Each student was asked to share something from their culture. I wanted to bring dumplings, but my friend Sarah had a different idea. “You should share the story behind your real name,” she said. I shook my head immediately. “No one would understand. They’ll just make fun of it like before.” Sarah looked at me gently. “You won’t know until you try. And I think it’s beautiful.” I hesitated for a long time, staring at the floor. The next day, I signed up, my hands trembling as I wrote “Qiū Yǔ — The Story of Autumn Rain” on the paper. When the night arrived, I stood backstage, my heart pounding like a drum. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 I walked onto the stage and looked at the waiting crowd. ______________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ After the applause died down, Sarah came up to me with tears in her eyes. ________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Passage 2 For years, I refused to bring my lunch to school. While my friends ate sandwiches and yogurt, I ate rice with leftovers from last night’s dinner. “What is that?” a boy once asked, pointing at my dried tofu. “It looks like a sponge.” Everyone laughed. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. After that, I begged my mother to buy me “normal” food. She looked sad but agreed. Every day, I ate my boring turkey sandwich while my real lunch sat untouched in the fridge at home. I told myself this was better. But I missed the taste of my mother’s cooking. One day, my class was asked to prepare a dish from our family’s culture for a potluck. My heart sank. “Just bring something simple,” my friend Tom said. But nothing about my family’s cooking felt simple to me. That evening, I watched my mother stir (搅动) a pot of red-braised pork. The smell filled the kitchen — sweet, salty, and rich with star anise (八角) and ginger. My mouth watered, but I said nothing. “This is my grandmother’s recipe,” she said softly. “She taught me when I was your age. One day, I will teach you.” I looked at the bubbling pot and felt something stir inside me — something like pride, mixed with guilt. The next morning, I carried the container to school, my stomach tight with worry. At the potluck (自带菜聚餐), kids laid out pizzas, cookies, and fruit platters. I kept my container hidden under the table. What if they laughed again? What if they said it looked strange? Then Mrs. Davis walked over. “What did you bring?” she asked with a warm smile. “It smells wonderful.” I opened the lid slowly, afraid of what they would say. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 The first bite changed everything. ________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ That night, I watched my mother cook and asked to learn her recipes. ___________________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________________________ Passage 3 My grandfather is a calligrapher. In our living room, his brushes hang like quiet soldiers on the wall. For years, I pretended not to see them. When friends came over, I quickly closed the door to that room. “What’s in there?” they would ask. “Nothing,” I would say. I was ashamed of the black ink and strange characters that none of my friends could read. I wanted to be normal. I wanted to fit in. So I hid that part of my life away, like a secret I was too embarrassed to share. One day, my art teacher announced a project: “Create a piece that tells your story.” While others planned posters and paintings, I sat alone, staring at a blank sheet of paper. What was my story? I didn’t know anymore. Then my grandfather’s voice came back to me. “Writing is not just writing,” he once said, holding my small hand in his. “Each stroke carries your breath, your heart, your history. Never forget that.” That night, I opened the door to his studio for the first time in years. The smell of ink and old paper welcomed me home. The brushes were waiting for me on the desk. I picked one up. My hand shook as I dipped it into the black ink. On a sheet of rice paper, I wrote my name — but not in English letters. I wrote “秋雨” in graceful strokes, just as my grandfather had taught me years ago. My first try was shaky, the lines uneven and ugly. I tried again and again. The ink stained my fingers black. Sweat formed on my forehead. Finally, after what felt like a hundred tries, a character stood before me that looked almost right. I took it to school the next day, my heart racing as I unrolled the paper in front of my classmates. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 My classmates gathered around, their eyes wide with curiosity. _________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Years later, I still practice calligraphy every Sunday morning. __________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 2 / 2 ( zxxk.com )学科网（北京）股份有限公司 ( zxxk.com )学科网（北京）股份有限公司 学科网（北京）股份有限公司 $ ( 学科网（北京）股份有限公司 ) ( 学科网（北京）股份有限公司 ) 考前押题07 读后续写6大常考话题 话题1 成长与突破 话题4 人与动物 话题2 互助与温情 话题5 奇遇与历险 话题3 误解与和解 话题6 文化认同 话题1 成长与突破 Passage 1 I hated the pool with a burning passion. Every Monday and Thursday afternoon, I would drag my reluctant feet across the cold tile floor, staring at my thin arms with deep doubt. Around me, my teammates cut through the water like dolphins, their powerful strokes creating perfect ripples. But I always fell behind, swallowing bitter mouthfuls of chlorine (消毒/漂白剂) while my lungs screamed for air. The upcoming city championship tightened its cold fist around my chest. “Maybe I should just quit,” I murmured to myself one rainy afternoon, watching raindrops race down the windowpane. My coach, Mrs. Nelson, must have heard me. Her footsteps echoed softly as she knelt beside me, her kind eyes searching my face. “David,” she said gently, “do you know why the turtle (龟) wins the race?” I shook my head, confused. “Because he never stops moving forward,” she continued. “Speed doesn't matter. Showing up every single day does.” Then she reached into her bag and pulled out a worn swimming cap with a small tear on the edge. “This was mine. I was the slowest swimmer on my team too, until I decided to finish what I started.” Her words warmed something cold inside my chest. That night, I lay in bed staring at the ceiling for hours, her voice echoing in my ears. The next morning, I arrived at the pool an hour before anyone else. The silence was strange, broken only by the soft lapping (拍打) of water against the walls. I practiced my flip (翻转) turns again and again, bumping my head so many times that black and blue marks formed on my forehead. I focused on my breathing, trying to find a rhythm for my weak lungs—breathe in for two strokes, out for two. For weeks, I rose before dawn while my teammates slept peacefully in their warm beds. Slowly, miraculously, the gap between us began to shrink. I could finally keep up for half a practice, then three-quarters. But two days before the championship, I woke up with a high fever. My mother wanted me to withdraw. I stared at the ceiling, torn between fear and the promise I had made to myself. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 On the race day, I dragged myself to the pool. ______________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ When I finally touched the wall, I looked up at the scoreboard. _________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】One possible version: On the race day, I dragged myself to the pool. My body still ached from the fever, and my legs felt like lead. As I stood on the starting block, I saw Mrs. Nelson in the stands, holding up that worn swimming cap. The whistle blew, and I dove in. Within the first lap, my lungs began to burn, and my arms grew heavy. The other swimmers quickly pulled ahead, their powerful kicks churning the water around me. But I remembered the turtle. I stopped trying to match their speed and focused on my own rhythm—breathe in for two strokes, out for two. Lap after lap, I kept moving forward, my world narrowing to the black line beneath me. When I finally touched the wall, I looked up at the scoreboard. I wasn’t first. I wasn’t even close. But next to my name, I saw a word I had never seen before: “PB”—personal best. I had shaved nearly ten seconds off my previous record. Exhausted but smiling, I pulled myself out of the water. Mrs. Nelson rushed over and wrapped me in a towel. “See?” she whispered. “You finished what you started.” At that moment, I realized winning wasn’t about beating others—it was about proving to myself that I could keep showing up. I didn’t hate the pool anymore. I owed it everything. 【导语】本文以人物为线索展开，讲述了主角David原本极度厌恶游泳，因速度慢、体力差而自卑。在教练Mrs. Nelson的鼓励和乌龟故事的启发下，他决定坚持训练，每天早起加练，逐渐缩小与队友的差距。然而比赛前两天他突发高烧，面临是否退赛的抉择，内心充满矛盾。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“比赛当天，我拖着身体来到泳池”可知，第一段应描写主角带病参赛的过程，重点刻画身体的不适与心理的坚持，呼应乌龟寓言中“不停前进”的主题，同时通过细节（如教练举着旧泳帽）串联前文。 ② 由第二段首句“当我最终触壁时，我抬头看计分板”可知，第二段应揭示比赛结果，并完成主题升华。结果不宜设计为“夺冠”，否则违背现实逻辑；应以“个人最佳成绩”作为转折点，突出“战胜自我”的核心立意，最后通过教练的话语点题，完成主角从“憎恨泳池”到“感激泳池”的情感转变。 2. 续写线索：带病站上出发台 → 跳入水中，身体不适 → 被对手拉开距离 → 想起乌龟故事，专注自己的节奏 → 完成比赛 → 看计分板，发现个人最佳成绩 → 教练鼓励 → 感悟：胜利不是击败他人，而是坚持到底 → 情感转变：不再憎恨泳池 3. 词汇激活： 行为类： ① 拖拽身体：dragged myself / pulled myself ② 跳入：dove in / plunged in ③ 专注于：focused on / concentrated on ④ 裹上毛巾：wrapped me in a towel / covered me with a towel 情绪类： ①疼痛：ached / burned / grew heavy ②筋疲力尽但微笑：exhausted but smiling / tired but happy ③意识到：realized / understood / came to know 【点睛】[高分句型1] I stopped trying to match their speed and focused on my own rhythm — breathe in for two strokes, out for two. （运用了破折号引出具体解释，使动作描写更具画面感；并列结构“stopped…and focused…”简洁有力） [高分句型2] At that moment, I realized winning wasn’t about beating others — it was about proving to myself that I could keep showing up. （运用了破折号强调转折，that从句作proving的宾语，句式丰富且有说服力） Passage 2 Mia was known as the “silent artist.” Every lunch break, she sat alone in the corner of the art room, sketching tiny fairies and small animals in her worn notebook. Her drawings were beautiful, but she never showed anyone. When Mr. Peterson announced the school’s watercolor competition, the class was noisy with excitement. Mia, however, shrank lower in her chair. The thought of painting on a public wall filled her with panic. “My art is for my eyes only,” she whispered, holding her notebook firmly. Her best friend Leo noticed. He slid into the seat next to her. “Mia, your drawings are amazing. Why not enter?” She shook her head firmly. But Leo didn’t give up. “What if we work together? I’ll paint the background—sky, grass, a big sun. You can add your tiny characters in the corners. No one has to know which part is yours.” Mia’s heart raced. She looked at Leo’s sincere face for a long moment. “Okay,” she whispered. “But I’ll hide behind the paint board.” For three afternoons, they worked side by side in the empty hall. Leo painted broad strokes of blue sky and green grass. Hidden behind a large wooden board, Mia added her small creatures. Her hands shook at first, making the lines crooked. But by day two, the shaking eased. She even smiled once when a tiny rabbit seemed to look back at her. On day three, disaster struck. A group of older students stopped to watch. A tall boy pointed at the watercolor and laughed. “Look at those little doodles (涂鸦)! So childish!” The others joined in. Mia froze, her brush suspended in mid-air. Her face turned bright red. Without a word, she dropped her brush and ran out, tears already falling. （288 words） 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 Leo found her sitting alone on the back stairs. _______________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ The next morning, Mia walked into the hall with the brush in her hand. ___________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】One possible version: Leo found her sitting alone on the back stairs. Her shoulders shook with silent sobs, and her worn notebook lay closed in her lap. Leo sat down beside her without a word. For a long minute, neither spoke. Finally, he said softly, “Remember what you told me about fairies? That they’re small but they make the world magical?” Mia looked up, her eyes red. Leo continued, “Those older kids don’t understand. But I do. And the judges will too. Your doodles aren’t childish — they’re the heart of the painting.” He gently opened her notebook to a page with a tiny fox. “This belongs on that wall.” Mia wiped her tears and stared at the drawing for a long time. The next morning, Mia walked into the hall with the brush in her hand. Her steps were slow but steady. Leo had already set up the paint board, but this time, Mia didn’t hide behind it. She walked straight to the wall and added a small fairy sitting on a blade of grass, then a rabbit peeking from behind a flower. Her hand didn’t shake. When she finished, she stepped back and saw the full painting for the first time — the bright sky, the green field, and her tiny creatures bringing everything to life. Mr. Peterson announced the winners on Friday. Mia didn’t get first place. But her painting received a special award: “Most Heartfelt Artwork.” And for the first time, Mia didn’t hide her smile. 【导语】本文以人物为线索展开，讲述了被称为“沉默艺术家”的Mia从不敢展示自己的画作，在好友Leo的鼓励下同意合作参加水彩比赛，却因被高年级学生嘲笑“涂鸦幼稚”而逃跑的故事，展现了Mia从自卑到勇敢面对、最终获得认可的成长历程。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“Leo发现她独自坐在后面的楼梯上”可知，第一段应描写Leo如何安慰Mia、帮助她重拾信心。重点刻画Leo的话语（呼应前文“仙女”比喻）和Mia的情绪转折，为第二段重返画室做铺垫。 ② 由第二段首句“第二天早上，Mia拿着画笔走进大厅”可知，第二段应描写Mia克服恐惧、完成画作以及最终结果。关键变化是“不再躲在画板后”，体现人物成长。结局不宜设计为“夺冠”，而应是更符合Mia性格的“特别奖”，突出“心灵之美”的主题。 2. 续写线索： Leo找到Mia → 沉默陪伴 → 用仙女比喻开导 → 翻看笔记本展示小狐狸 → Mia擦泪 → 第二天走进大厅（不再躲藏）→ 添加小仙女和小兔子 → 完成画作 → 比赛结果：特别奖“最走心艺术品” → Mia第一次不藏起笑容 3. 词汇激活： 行为类：sobbed（抽泣）、wiped her tears（擦泪）、walked straight to（径直走向）、stepped back（后退一步） 情绪类：red eyes（红眼眶）、slow but steady（缓慢但坚定）、didn’t hide her smile（不藏起笑容） 【点睛】 [高分句型1] Remember what you told me about fairies? That they’re small but they make the world magical?（运用了两个连续问句，既呼应前文Mia画仙女的细节，又以反问形式增强说服力，语气亲切自然） [高分句型2] She walked straight to the wall and added a small fairy sitting on a blade of grass, then a rabbit peeking from behind a flower.（运用了现在分词短语“sitting on...”“peeking from...”作定语，画面感强；并列结构“walked...and added...then...”展现了Mia从犹豫到流畅创作的过程） [高分句型3] And for the first time, Mia didn’t hide her smile.（结尾句简洁有力，与开篇Mia“从不展示画作”形成闭环，用“不藏起笑容”象征她终于敢于展示自己，情感升华自然） Passage 3 Leo Martinez could not carry a tune. In the school choir, his voice made everyone else uncomfortable. “Just mouth the words, Leo,” Mr. Davis whispered at every practice. So Leo mouthed, feeling like a fake. But deep in his heart, he dreamed of singing a real solo (独唱), just once. The annual Winter Showcase was six weeks away, and Leo made a secret decision that filled him with both fear and hope. That evening, he knocked on the door of Ms. Alvarez, the retired music teacher next door. She was known for her sharp tongue and even sharper glare. When she opened the door, Leo spoke out hurriedly without thinking, “Teach me to sing, please,” handing her a box of her favorite tea. Ms. Alvarez raised an eyebrow. “I’m no miracle worker,” she said. But she took the tea and opened the door wider. For a month, Leo practiced in her dusty living room, surrounded by yellowed sheet music. He ran scales that sounded like a creaking (嘎吱作响) door. He learned to breathe from his diaphragm (横膈膜) until he felt dizzy. He felt embarrassed every time he played it back. “Terrible,” Ms. Alvarez would say. “But less terrible than yesterday. Again.” Slowly, something began to change. His voice no longer cracked on every high note. On the last night of practice, she almost smiled. “You might not embarrass yourself,” she said. The night of the show arrived, the auditorium packed with students and parents. When Mr. Davis announced Leo’s solo, his heart pounded so hard he thought it might burst. He stepped forward into the blinding spotlight, opened his mouth, and the first note came out flat and broken. Someone in the front row laughed softly. Leo’s face burned like fire. He wanted to run. （288 words） 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 Then he saw Ms. Alvarez in the back row. __________________________________________________________ Leo closed his eyes and took another breath. ________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】One possible version: Then he saw Ms. Alvarez in the back row. She wasn’t laughing. Instead, she held up a small piece of paper with two words written on it: “Breathe deeply.” Leo stared at those words, and suddenly he was back in her dusty living room, practicing the same scales again and again. He remembered how dizzy he felt the first time he tried to breathe from his belly. He remembered her saying, “Less terrible than yesterday.” The giggles around him faded. He wasn’t alone. His teacher believed in him. That was enough. Leo closed his eyes and took another breath. This time, he breathed deeply from his belly, just as Ms. Alvarez had taught him. When he opened his mouth again, the second note came out shaky but true. The third was stronger. He stopped thinking about the audience and let the months of practice take over. His voice filled the hall—not perfect, but honest. When the song ended, silence fell for a moment. Then applause broke out. Leo didn’t win a prize that night. But as he walked off the stage, he saw Ms. Alvarez give him a small nod and the faintest smile. He had sung his solo. Just once. And that was everything. 【导语】 本文以人物为线索展开，讲述了毫无歌唱天赋的Leo在合唱团只能对口型假装唱歌，但他内心渴望真正独唱一次。在退休音乐教师Ms. Alvarez的指导下，他刻苦练习了一个月，却在正式演出时因紧张而唱砸了第一个音，遭到观众嘲笑。故事展现了Leo从自卑、恐惧到勇敢面对、最终战胜自我的成长历程。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“这时他看到了坐在后排的Ms. Alvarez”可知，第一段应描写Ms. Alvarez如何通过举牌提示“深呼吸”来帮助Leo稳住心态，同时Leo回忆练习经历，重新找回信心。 ② 由第二段首句“Leo闭上眼睛，又深吸了一口气”可知，第二段应描写Leo克服恐惧、成功完成演唱以及最终的感悟。结局不宜设计为“获得大奖”，而应突出“战胜自我”的主题，呼应前文“哪怕只有一次”的梦想。 2. 续写线索： 看到Ms. Alvarez举牌 → 回忆练习场景 → 不再在意嘲笑 → 闭上眼睛深呼吸 → 唱出第二个音（虽不稳但准确）→ 越唱越好 → 歌曲结束 → 掌声响起 → 没有获奖 → 看到老师的微笑 → 感悟：完成梦想就是一切 词汇激活： 行为类：held up（举起）、stared at（凝视）、faded（消退）、filled the hall（充满大厅）、broke out（爆发） 情绪类：shaky（颤抖的）、honest（真诚的）、faintest（最微弱的） 【点睛】 [高分句型1] He remembered how dizzy he felt the first time he tried to breathe from his belly. （运用了“how”引导的宾语从句和“the first time”引导的时间状语从句，自然引出练习回忆） [高分句型2] When he opened his mouth again, the second note came out shaky but true. （“shaky but true”两个形容词的转折并列，精准刻画了Leo的进步——不完美但真实） [高分句型3] He had sung his solo. Just once. And that was everything. （结尾三句短促有力，与前文“梦想独唱一次”形成完美闭环，情感升华简洁而深刻） 话题2 互助与温情 Passage 1 The rain was pouring down like a curtain. I stood at the bus stop, shivering, watching the last bus disappear around the corner. My phone was dead, my wallet was empty, and I was still two hours from home. I had just moved to this city for college and knew no one. The street lamps gave off a weak light on the wet pavement. Rainwater dripped down my neck, and I pulled my thin jacket tighter. “What am I going to do?” I whispered. A small convenience store stood across the street, its warm light glowing like a welcoming sign. I walked in, leaving wet footprints on the floor. The owner, an elderly woman with kind eyes and silver hair, looked up from her newspaper. “You look lost, dear,” she said softly. I explained my situation, my voice trembling with embarrassment. I asked if I could borrow a phone charger. She nodded and handed me one. I plugged in my phone, waiting anxiously. But when it powered on, my heart sank—I had no money for a taxi. My face burned with shame. The woman must have noticed my despair. She reached into her pocket and pulled out some folded cash. “Take this,” she said gently, pressing the bills into my cold hand. “The taxi stand is two blocks away.” I shook my head, insisting I couldn’t accept. But she wrapped her warm fingers around mine and said, “Everyone gets stuck sometimes, dear. One day, you’ll help someone too. That’s how the world works.” Her words touched something deep inside me. I thanked her, my eyes wet, and rushed back into the rain. The taxi dropped me at my dorm twenty minutes later. That night, lying in bed, I made a promise to myself—I would find her again and return the money, with interest. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 I returned to the convenience store the following weekend. ____________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Years later, on another rainy night, a young stranger walked into my shop. _______________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】 One possible version: I returned to the convenience store the following weekend. The old woman was reading her newspaper as if nothing had happened. I handed her the money she had lent me, plus extra to thank her. She shook her head gently and gave back the extra. “I didn’t lend it to you for interest,” she said with a warm smile. I thanked her again, my voice choking. That day, I learned that kindness doesn’t ask for anything in return. Before leaving, I promised myself to be that light for someone else someday. She waved at me from the door, and I walked away with a full heart. Years later, on another rainy night, a young stranger walked into my shop. He was soaking wet, shivering, and his phone was dead. He nervously asked if he could borrow a charger. I handed him one without a second thought. When he realized he had no money for a taxi, his face turned red. I reached into my pocket and gave him some cash. “Pay it forward when you can,” I told him. He looked at me with teary eyes. At that moment, I saw the old woman’s kindness living on through me. A simple act of kindness can travel through time. 【导语】 本文以人物为线索展开，讲述了一个雨夜，身无分文、手机没电的“我”被困在陌生城市的公交站台。一位便利店老妇人不仅借给“我”充电器，还主动给“我”打车钱，并告诉“我”：“每个人都会有困难的时候，有一天你也会帮助别人。”这份善意深深打动了“我”。多年后，在一个同样下着雨的夜晚，“我”成为了那个传递善意的人。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“第二个周末，我回到了那家便利店”可知，第一段应描写“我”去还钱并感谢老妇人的场景，同时点明“我”从这次经历中领悟到的道理：善意不求回报，但应被传递。 ② 由第二段首句“多年后，另一个雨夜，一个陌生的年轻人走进了我的店铺”可知，第二段应描写“我”如何像当年老妇人帮助“我”一样去帮助这个年轻人，形成“善意传递”的闭环，呼应前文老妇人说的话。 2. 续写线索： 还钱并感谢 → 老妇人拒收多余的钱 → “我”领悟善意不求回报 → 立下传递善意的誓言 → 多年后雨夜 → 年轻人处境如当年的“我” → “我”主动帮助 → 说出“把善意传递下去” → 感悟善意可以穿越时间 3. 词汇激活： 行为类：handed her the money（把钱递给她）、shook her head gently（轻轻摇头）、waved at me（向我挥手）、reached into my pocket（把手伸进口袋） 情绪类：voice choking（声音哽咽）、with teary eyes（泪眼汪汪）、with a full heart（心中充满温暖） 【点睛】 [高分句型1] That day, I learned that kindness doesn’t ask for anything in return.（运用了that引导的宾语从句，简洁有力地点明了主题——善良不求回报。） [高分句型2] When he realized he had no money for a taxi, his face turned red.（运用了When引导的时间状语从句，以及省略that的宾语从句，生动刻画了年轻人窘迫的神情，与当年“我”的经历形成呼应。） [高分句型3] At that moment, I saw the old woman’s kindness living on through me.（运用了“see sb./sth. doing”结构，形象地表达了善意在“我”身上延续的状态，情感升华自然有力。） Passage 2 Old Mr. Jenkins lived alone in the small gray house at the end of our street. Every morning on my way to school, I watched him struggle to carry his trash bin to the garbage collection point, his back bent like a question mark. He rarely spoke to anyone. When kids waved at him, he would just nod and look away. The neighborhood kids whispered that he was easily angry and mean. I believed them, until one cold winter day changed everything. My bike chain broke on the icy sidewalk, and I fell hard, scraping (刮擦) my knee against the frozen ground. The pain shot through my leg like a knife. Tears welled up in my eyes as I sat there, cold and helpless, watching the snow fall. Suddenly, I heard footsteps crunching on the fresh snow. It was Mr. Jenkins, moving with difficulty toward me with his wooden walking stick. His face, usually so serious, now showed something else—worry? “Come inside, boy,” he said, his voice rough but not unkind. I hesitated for a moment, but the burning pain in my knee convinced me to follow him. His house was surprisingly warm and smelled of cinnamon (肉桂). He led me to a worn armchair by the fireplace and carefully cleaned my wound with gentle, practiced hands. His touch was surprisingly soft. Then he brought me a steaming cup of hot chocolate and a plate of homemade cookies. “You’re the first visitor I’ve had in months,” he admitted quietly, staring into his own cup. I learned that his wife had passed away two years ago, and his children lived far away. That afternoon, I stayed for hours, listening to his stories about the old days—his job at the factory, the tree he planted for his wife, the summer they caught a huge fish. When I finally left, he walked me to the door. “Come back anytime,” he said, almost shyly. I smiled and promised I would. As I walked home, I realized that the unfriendly old man everyone talked about was actually the kindest person I had ever met. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 Every week after that, I visited Mr. Jenkins. _________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ One spring morning, I found a small package on my doorstep. __________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】 One possible version: Every week after that, I visited Mr. Jenkins. I would bring him small gifts — fresh bread, a book, or just my company. We sat by the fireplace, and he told me more stories about his youth. In return, I helped him carry the trash bin and fix things around the house. Slowly, his serious face softened into smiles more often. The neighborhood kids were surprised to see us laughing together. I told them the truth: he was never mean, just lonely. Our friendship grew stronger with each visit, filling his gray house with warmth and laughter. One spring morning, I found a small package on my doorstep. Inside was a wooden birdhouse, beautifully carved, with my name on the bottom. A note read: “For the boy who brought light back into my life. — Mr. Jenkins.” I ran to his house, only to find it empty. The new owner told me he had moved to live with his daughter. I never saw him again, but I kept that birdhouse in my room for years. Every time I looked at it, I remembered that kindness has no age — and that one small act can change everything. 【导语】 本文以人物为线索展开，讲述了一个原本被邻里孩子认为“脾气差、刻薄”的独居老人詹金斯先生，在一个寒冷的冬日主动帮助了摔伤膝盖的“我”。在老人温暖的家中，“我”发现他其实是一个善良、孤独、渴望陪伴的人。两人因此建立了深厚的友谊。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“从那以后，我每周都去看望詹金斯先生”可知，第一段应描写“我”与老人之间双向的付出与陪伴：老人讲故事，“我”帮忙做家务，老人逐渐变得开朗，邻里孩子也改变了对他的看法。 ② 由第二段首句“一个春天的早晨，我在家门口发现了一个小包裹”可知，第二段应描写老人留下的礼物及其背后的情感，同时交代老人的离开，并以“我”的感悟收尾，升华“善意与陪伴”的主题。 2. 续写线索： 每周探望 → 带礼物 + 帮忙做家务 → 老人笑容变多 → 邻居孩子改变看法 → 春天收到包裹 → 木制鸟屋 + 留言 → 老人已搬走 → “我”珍藏礼物 → 感悟：善意无年龄，小事可改变一切 3. 词汇激活： 行为类：brought him small gifts（带小礼物）、helped him carry（帮他搬运）、softened into smiles（柔和成笑容）、kept that birdhouse（保留那个鸟屋） 情绪类：surprised（惊讶的）、warmth and laughter（温暖与欢笑）、kindness has no age（善意不分年龄） 4. 【点睛】 [高分句型1] I told them the truth: he was never mean, just lonely.（运用冒号引出解释，简洁有力地揭示了老人刻薄外表下的真实内心——孤独。） [高分句型2] Every time I looked at it, I remembered that kindness has no age — and that one small act can change everything.（运用“Every time”引导时间状语从句，以及两个“that”引导的宾语从句，破折号后的内容起到强调和升华主题的作用。） That birdhouse still hangs there today, a reminder that behind every lonely door may be a heart waiting to be opened.（结尾句以具体物件“鸟屋”承载抽象主题，“a reminder that...”结构自然引出全文主旨，富有哲理且余韵悠长） Passage 3 The community kitchen was noisy and filled with the smell of warm soup. Every Saturday morning, volunteers gathered to prepare meals for the homeless. I had just started volunteering, feeling awkward and out of place. My job was simple—scoop (舀) rice into plastic containers. I kept my head down, avoiding eye contact with the tired faces waiting outside the window. Then a small, trembling voice changed everything. “Excuse me, miss.” I looked up to see a little girl, no more than seven years old, holding an empty plate with both hands. Her clothes were worn but clean, and her dark eyes looked huge in her thin face. “Could I have a little extra rice for my mom?” she asked softly. “She’s sick and can’t walk inside. She’s waiting on that bench.” She pointed to a nearby bench where a woman in a thin coat sat, bent forward. My heart tightened. I filled her plate generously, scooped an extra spoonful of beans, and added a bread roll on top. The girl’s face lit up with a smile that showed a missing front tooth. “Thank you, miss,” she whispered, then turned and ran back to her mother. I couldn’t stop thinking about her for the rest of the week. The next Saturday, I looked for her but she wasn’t there. The Saturday after that, still no sign. I asked around and learned that her family had lost their apartment and was moving between shelters. No one knew where they were. I decided I had to do something. With the help of the kitchen manager, a kind woman named Rosa, I started a small “family care” box in the corner. We collected diapers (尿布), blankets, children’s books, and warm socks. I made a simple sign: “For families who need a little help.” Word spread quickly. Soon, donations poured in from strangers who wanted to help. The small basket grew into a large wooden box. It became a corner of hope. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 Three weeks later, the little girl appeared again. ______________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Looking at the overflowing donation box, I realized something important. ________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】 One possible version: Three weeks later, the little girl appeared again. This time, she walked straight to the “family care” box and looked inside with wide eyes. I knelt down beside her and asked about her mother. “She’s feeling better now,” she said softly. Then she handed me a small, wrinkled drawing. It showed two stick figures holding hands under a bright yellow sun. “This is for you,” she whispered. “For the rice and the bread.” I felt tears burning in my eyes. That simple drawing meant more to me than any reward. I placed it on the wall behind the donation box, where it still hangs today. Looking at the overflowing donation box, I realized something important. One small act of kindness can start a chain reaction that no one can predict. That little girl had no idea that her simple request for extra rice would lead to this—a corner of hope filled with donations from strangers. I learned that you don’t need to be rich or powerful to make a difference. You just need to care. And sometimes, the people who have the least to give are the ones who give the most. From that day on, I stopped feeling awkward. I had found my place. 【导语】 本文以人物为线索展开，讲述了一个刚成为志愿者的“我”在社区厨房帮忙时，遇到了一位为生病母亲多要一点米饭的小女孩。女孩的懂事和困境深深触动了“我”。在找不到她们之后，“我”在厨房经理的帮助下设立了一个“家庭关爱”箱子，收集尿布、毛毯、童书等物品，帮助有需要的家庭。这个角落逐渐成为“希望之角”。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“三周后，小女孩又出现了”可知，第一段应描写小女孩再次来到社区厨房的场景，她可能看到了“家庭关爱”箱子，并与“我”有互动。她带来了一份小小的感谢礼物（如一幅画），表达她的感恩之情。 ② 由第二段首句“看着满满的捐赠箱，我意识到了一些重要的事情”可知，第二段应描写“我”的感悟：小小的善意可以引发连锁反应，最贫穷的人往往最慷慨，以及“我”从这次经历中找到了自己的价值和归属感。 2. 续写线索： 小女孩出现 → 走到捐赠箱前 → 询问母亲状况 → 女孩送画感谢 → “我”感动落泪 → 看到满满的箱子 → 感悟善意会传递 → 最穷的人最慷慨 → “我”不再感到尴尬 → 找到了自己的位置 3. 词汇激活： 行为类：knelt down（跪下）、handed me a drawing（递给我一幅画）、placed it on the wall（把它贴在墙上）、start a chain reaction（引发连锁反应） 情绪类：wide eyes（睁大的眼睛）、tears burning in my eyes（泪水在眼中打转）、overflowing（满溢的）、stopped feeling awkward（不再感到尴尬） 【点睛】 [高分句型1] That simple drawing meant more to me than any reward.（运用了比较结构“more...than...”，简洁有力地表达了“一幅简单的画胜过任何奖励”的深刻情感。） [高分句型2] One small act of kindness can start a chain reaction that no one can predict.（运用了“that”引导的定语从句修饰“chain reaction”，点明了主题：善意会引发意想不到的连锁反应。） [高分句型3] And sometimes, the people who have the least to give are the ones who give the most.（运用了“who”引导的两个定语从句，形成对比结构“the least...the most”，深刻揭示了“最贫穷的人往往最慷慨”的道理。） 话题3 误解与和解 Passage 1 I used to hate the lunchbox my father packed for me. Every morning, long before sunrise, he would slip out of bed and walk slowly into the kitchen in his worn slippers. I often woke to the quiet sound of the spatula (铲) hitting the frying pan — the same sound, day after day. Rice, fried eggs, and leftover vegetables. That was all he knew how to make. The container was old and gray, its lid marked with a faded cartoon sticker that had been my favorite when I was five. Now, at fifteen, I could not think of anything more embarrassing. While my classmates opened their colorful colorful boxes, I would hide mine under the desk, my face burning with shame. “What’s that smell?” a classmate once joked. Everyone laughed. I laughed too, but inside I wanted to disappear. That evening, I exploded. “Why can’t you buy me a proper lunch like other parents?” I shouted. He stood at the kitchen sink, his back bent like a question mark, his hands still wet. He said nothing. He just turned away and ran the water louder. The silence that followed was worse than any shouting. After that day, I refused to take his lunchbox. I survived on chips and cookies, my stomach feeling empty by second period. Every morning, he would still leave the gray box on the table. Every morning, I would walk past it without a word. He never asked why. He never got angry. He just kept hoping. The silence between us grew thicker than the steam from his frying pan. We ate dinner in separate corners. He stopped asking about my day. I stopped looking at him at all. Two months passed like this — cold, quiet, and heavy. One night, I woke up thirsty around midnight and went downstairs. The kitchen light was still on. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 I saw my father sitting at the kitchen table, his head bowed over the old gray lunchbox. ____________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ “I’m sorry,” I said, my voice barely audible. _______________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】 One possible version: I saw my father sitting at the kitchen table, his head bowed over the old gray lunchbox. His rough fingers were carefully wiping the faded cartoon sticker, as if trying to clean away years of my shame. The unfinished cup of tea beside him had long gone cold. He didn’t hear me come in. I stood there, watching him in silence, my throat tightening with guilt. How many nights had he sat here alone, wondering why his son had pushed him away? The anger I had carried for months suddenly felt heavy and foolish. “Dad?” I whispered. He looked up, his eyes tired but gentle. Without a word, I walked over and sat down beside him. “I’m sorry,” I said, my voice barely audible. He shook his head slowly and placed the lunchbox into my hands. “I know it’s not fancy,” he said softly. “But I put my love in it every morning.” I opened the lid and saw tomorrow’s lunch already packed — rice, fried eggs, and vegetables. The same as always. But for the first time, I saw something different. I saw every sunrise he had given up, every silent hope he had kept alive. I hugged him tightly, tears streaming down my face. From that night on, I never hid his lunchbox again. And every noon, when I opened it, I smiled. 【导语】 本文以人物为线索展开，讲述了“我”因嫌弃父亲每天准备的简陋便当而感到丢脸，在一次爆发后拒绝再带便当，与父亲陷入长达两个月的冷战。父亲始终保持沉默，每天依然坚持做便当、放在桌上，默默承受着儿子的冷漠。故事展现了青春期孩子的虚荣与愧疚，以及父亲沉默而深沉的爱。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“我看到父亲坐在厨房桌旁，头低着，面前是那个旧灰色便当盒”可知，第一段应描写“我”深夜下楼看到的场景：父亲独自擦拭便当盒，神情疲惫而温柔。这一幕触动了“我”，让“我”意识到自己的冷漠和父亲默默的付出。 ② 由第二段首句“对不起，”我说道，声音几乎听不见”可知，第二段应描写父子之间的对话与和解。父亲表达了自己做便当的心意，“我”终于理解了这份沉默的爱，并主动拥抱父亲，情感得到升华。 2. 续写线索： 看到父亲擦拭便当盒 → 注意到冷掉的茶 → 内心愧疚 → 轻声叫“爸” → 父亲抬头 → “我”道歉 → 父亲把便当盒递给“我” → 说出心里话 → “我”打开便当 → 看到同样的饭菜 → 第一次看到其中的爱 → 拥抱父亲 → 感悟改变 3. 词汇激活： 行为类：bowed over（低头）、wiping（擦拭）、tightening（收紧）、placed into my hands（放到我手中）、hugged him tightly（紧紧拥抱） 情绪类：guilt（愧疚）、heavy and foolish（沉重而愚蠢）、barely audible（几乎听不见）、tears streaming down（泪水流下） 【点睛】 [高分句型1] His rough fingers were carefully wiping the faded cartoon sticker, as if trying to clean away years of my shame.（运用了“as if + 现在分词”结构，生动地描绘了父亲擦拭贴纸的动作，并暗示了父亲想要抹去儿子心中羞耻感的深层含义。） [高分句型2] How many nights had he sat here alone, wondering why his son had pushed him away?（运用了反问句和现在分词作伴随状语，强烈地表达了“我”内心的自责与愧疚，引发读者共情。） [高分句型3] I saw every sunrise he had given up, every silent hope he had kept alive.（运用了排比结构“every...every...”，将父亲多年来的付出浓缩为两个意象，语言简洁而富有力量，情感升华自然有力。） Passage 2 Mia and I had been best friends since kindergarten, bound by our shared love for the piano. Every afternoon, we ran to the music room, our fingers dancing across the keys side by side. We dreamed of playing duets (二重奏) on a real stage one day. But everything changed when the city’s youth piano competition was announced. Only one student from our school could enter. Only one of us could win. The pressure crept in like a cold fog. A week before the final, I found her secretly practicing my piece. “Are you trying to copy me?” I asked coldly. Her face turned red . She opened her mouth, but no words came out. Then she left without a word. I stopped talking to her completely. I switched my practice time to six in the morning. She left small notes in my locker — “Good luck,” “I miss you” — but I threw them away unread. The tension filled every hallway. The music room felt like a battlefield. On the morning of the final, she smiled at me weakly. I looked away. I played perfectly, hitting every note with cold precision. Yet I felt nothing inside — just emptiness. She played after me. Her performance was softer, sadder, as if the piano itself was crying. I won first place. She came to congratulate me on my success, her eyes red but her smile gentle. “You deserved it,” she whispered. I turned away without a word. After the award ceremony, I found a folded paper on my chair. Something made me open it. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 I unfolded the paper with trembling hands. __________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Tears streamed down my face as I read. ___________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】 I unfolded the paper with trembling hands. It was a handwritten piece of sheet music — my piece, but with small notes in the margins. “Here, try this fingering,” one note read. “This part is beautiful,” said another. At the bottom, she had written: “I wasn’t copying you. I was learning your piece so I could play it for you — as a birthday gift.” My heart sank. All those weeks of cold silence. All those notes I had thrown away. She had only wanted to give me something beautiful. Tears streamed down my face as I read. I ran out of the hall and found her sitting alone on a bench outside. “Mia,” I called, my voice breaking. She looked up, surprised. “I’m so sorry,” I said. “I should have read your notes. I should have trusted you.” She stood up and hugged me without a word. That night, we went back to the music room together. She played my piece for me — not perfectly, but with more love than any winner’s performance. And for the first time in weeks, we laughed again. 【导语】 本文以人物为线索展开，讲述了“我”与Mia从小因钢琴成为好友，但在一次比赛前夕，“我”发现她偷偷练习“我”的曲目，误以为她要抄袭，于是与她冷战。Mia多次留纸条试图沟通，但“我”全部扔掉。最终“我”赢得比赛，内心却毫无喜悦。直到赛后，“我”发现了一张纸条，真相才浮出水面。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“我用颤抖的手打开纸条”可知，第一段应描写纸条的内容——原来Mia不是在抄袭，而是在学习“我”的曲目，准备作为生日礼物送给“我”。“我”终于意识到自己的错误，内心充满愧疚。 ② 由第二段首句“读着读着，泪水顺着脸颊流下”可知，第二段应描写“我”找到Mia并道歉，两人和解，重归于好。结尾应回到钢琴和音乐，呼应前文的美好时光，体现“情感升华”。 2. 续写线索： 打开纸条 → 看到乐谱和批注 → 读到“生日礼物”的真相 → 内心愧疚 → 跑出去找Mia → 道歉 → 拥抱和解 → 回到音乐室 → Mia弹奏 → 重获笑声 3. 词汇激活： 行为类：unfolded（打开）、ran out of（跑出）、called（呼喊）、hugged（拥抱） 情绪类：trembling（颤抖的）、heart sank（心沉了下去）、voice breaking（声音哽咽）、laughed again（再次笑了） 【点睛】 [高分句型1] I wasn’t copying you. I was learning your piece so I could play it for you — as a birthday gift.（运用了对比结构“wasn’t copying...was learning...”，破折号后揭示真相，情感冲击强烈。） [高分句型2] She played my piece for me — not perfectly, but with more love than any winner’s performance.（“not perfectly, but with more love”形成转折对比，点明主题：真挚的情感比完美的技巧更珍贵。） [高分句型3] And for the first time in weeks, we laughed again.（简短收尾，与开头的“We laughed when one of us hit a wrong note”形成完美呼应，体现和解后的情感回归。） Passage 3 Old Mrs. Lin lived alone in the apartment below ours, and I was convinced she hated me. Every time I walked my dog past her door, she would open it just a crack and stare at us with narrowed eyes. “Keep that animal quiet,” she once said sharply, her voice like dry leaves. Another time, she banged on her ceiling — my floor — three times, hard enough to shake my desk. My friends said she was just a unfriendly old woman. “Ignore her,” they told me. “She probably hates everyone.” I believed them. I started avoiding her floor entirely, taking the stairs two at a time. I told my mother she was a monster. My mother just sighed. One night, a violent storm flooded the streets. Rain fell in sheets so thick I could barely see ahead. I returned home late to find my dog shaking uncontrollably, his breath shallow, his eyes wide with fear. Panicked, I wrapped him in a towel and rushed out. The only vet still open was three blocks away. Halfway there, I slipped on the wet pavement. I twisted my ankle and fell hard, scraping (刮擦) my palms raw. The rain wetted my thin jacket in seconds. My dog trembled weakly in my arms. I had no umbrella, no phone, and no one to call. I dragged myself forward, my ankle screaming with every step. I was only halfway there. I could not go on. Then I heard footsteps walking through the rain behind me — slow, steady, determined. Through the rain, I saw a small figure in a raincoat, holding an umbrella. A familiar voice called out from the darkness: “Get in the car. Now.” 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 I turned around and saw Mrs. Lin. ________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ In the car, she handed me a towel. ________________________________________________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】 I turned around and saw Mrs. Lin. Her raincoat was dripping wet, and her thin hands struggled to hold the umbrella against the strong wind. But her eyes, usually so cold, were filled with worry. “Get in,” she said again, opening the car door. I hesitated for only a second before climbing in with my dog. She said nothing as she started the engine. The car moved slowly through the flooded streets. I sat in silence, my wet clothes sticking to the seat, my mind racing with shame and confusion. In the car, she handed me a towel. “Wrap him first,” she said quietly, nodding at my trembling dog. I did as she said, my hands shaking. Then she spoke, her voice softer than I had ever heard. “I had a dog once. He saved my life after my husband passed. I lost him last winter.” She paused, wiping her eyes. “Every time I saw you with yours, I missed him so much it hurt. I’m sorry I was rude.” Tears filled my eyes. That night, I learned that people’s coldest walls are often built to hide their deepest pain. 【导语】 本文以人物为线索展开，讲述了“我”一直认为楼下的林太太讨厌“我”和“我”的狗。她总是板着脸，呵斥“我”让狗安静，甚至敲天花板表示不满。“我”听信朋友的话，认为她是个脾气古怪的老太太，甚至称她为“怪物”。然而在一个暴雨之夜，“我”的狗突然生病，“我”在送医途中扭伤脚踝，困在雨中无法前行。就在这时，林太太出现了。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“我转过身，看到了林太太”可知，第一段应描写林太太在雨夜中主动伸出援手的场景。她的神态与平时截然不同——不再是冷漠和厌恶，而是充满担忧。这一反差让“我”感到震惊和困惑。 ② 由第二段首句“在车里，她递给我一条毛巾”可知，第二段应揭示林太太态度冷漠的真实原因——她曾养过一只狗，在丈夫去世后陪伴她度过最艰难的时光，但那只狗在去年冬天去世了。每次看到“我”的狗，她都会想起自己的狗，内心充满思念与痛苦。这一真相让“我”理解了她的冷漠并非恶意，而是悲伤的外壳。 2. 续写线索： 转身看到林太太 → 她撑伞开门 → “我”犹豫后上车 → 她递毛巾 → 讲述自己失去爱犬的经历 → 解释冷漠的原因 → 道歉 → “我”流泪 → 感悟：冷漠往往是悲伤的保护色 3. 词汇激活： 行为类：struggled to hold（努力撑着）、opening the car door（打开车门）、started the engine（发动引擎）、wiping her eyes（擦眼睛） 情绪类：filled with worry（充满担忧）、shame and confusion（羞愧与困惑）、softer than I had ever heard（比以往任何时候都温柔）、tears filled my eyes（泪水盈满眼眶） 【点睛】 [高分句型1] I hesitated for only a second before climbing in with my dog.（运用了“before doing”结构，简洁地表现了“我”从犹豫到决定上车的心理过程，动作连贯自然。） [高分句型2] Every time I saw you with yours, I missed him so much it hurt.（“Every time”引导时间状语从句，“so much it hurt”运用了结果状语从句的省略形式，生动地表达了思念之深、之痛。） [高分句型3] That night, I learned that people’s coldest walls are often built to hide their deepest pain.（运用了比喻手法—— “coldest walls”比喻冷漠的外表，“deepest pain”与“coldest walls”形成对比，点明主题，语言富有哲理，情感升华深刻。） 话题4 人与动物 Passage 1 I first saw the cat on a rainy November evening. It was hiding under a broken car in our apartment parking lot, its gray fur wet and dirty. Most days, I just walked past it without a second look. After all, lost cats were everywhere in our city. But this one was different. Every evening at the same time, it would sit on the same spot, staring up at my window on the fourth floor. Not meowing. Not begging. Just watching. My mother told me to ignore it. “Feed one stray (流浪猫), and ten will show up tomorrow,” she said. So I did nothing. But the cat kept coming. Day after day, rain or shine, it sat there, its yellow eyes fixed on my window. Sometimes I would catch myself looking back at it from behind the curtain, wondering what it wanted from me. One night, a heavy storm hit our city. The wind howled like a wild animal, and the rain fell so hard that I could barely see the street below. Thunder cracked overhead, shaking the windows of our apartment. I lay in bed, unable to sleep, thinking about that small gray cat. Was it still out there? Had it found shelter under another car? I told myself it was not my problem. It was just a stray. There was nothing I owed it. But something kept pulling at my heart — a strange feeling I could not name. Finally, I got up, grabbed an old blanket and a can of tuna (金枪鱼), and ran downstairs. The parking lot was flooded. The broken car was still there, but the cat was gone. Then I heard a faint cry coming from behind a trash can. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 I walked toward the trash can and looked behind it. ___________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ From that night on, the cat became a part of my life. __________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】 I walked toward the trash can and looked behind it. There, curled up in a torn cardboard box, was the gray cat. It was shivering violently, its wet fur sticking to its thin body. Its yellow eyes, usually so steady, now looked weak and half-closed. I knelt down and wrapped the old blanket around it. The cat did not move. It just let out a soft, tired sound. I opened the can of tuna and placed it in front of its nose. Slowly, it began to eat. I sat there in the rain, watching it, feeling something warm grow inside my chest. From that night on, the cat became a part of my life. I named her Luna. Every morning, she would wait by the door for her breakfast. Every evening, she would sit on my desk as I did my homework, purring softly. My mother, who had once warned me against feeding strays, soon grew fond of her too. Luna never asked for much — just food, warmth, and a gentle touch. But she gave back so much more. She taught me that every living creature deserves kindness, not because they offer us something in return, but because they simply exist. 【导语】 本文以第一人称展开，讲述了“我”最初对一只流浪猫视而不见，听从母亲劝告不去喂它。但那只猫每天都会准时出现在楼下，仰望“我”的窗户。在一个暴雨之夜，“我”无法入眠，最终决定下楼寻找它。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“我走向垃圾桶，朝后面看去”可知，第一段应描写“我”找到猫的场景——猫蜷缩在纸箱里，浑身湿透，虚弱无力。“我”用毯子包裹它，喂它食物，第一次与它产生了情感联结。 ② 由第二段首句“从那天晚上起，这只猫成了我生活的一部分”可知，第二段应描写猫融入“我”的生活，以及“我”的感悟——母亲也接受了它，而“我”从中学到了关于善良与生命尊重的重要一课。 2. 续写线索： 走向垃圾桶 → 找到蜷缩的猫 → 用毯子包裹 → 喂食 → 猫开始吃东西 → 内心温暖 → 猫成为生活一部分 → 取名Luna → 日常陪伴 → 母亲态度转变 → 感悟：善良无需回报 3. 词汇激活： 行为类：curled up（蜷缩）、shivering violently（剧烈发抖）、knelt down（跪下）、wrapped（包裹）、purring（发出咕噜声） 情绪类：weak and half-closed（虚弱半闭）、warm inside my chest（胸中温暖）、grew fond of（喜欢上） 【点睛】 [高分句型1] There, curled up in a torn cardboard box, was the gray cat.（运用了倒装结构，将“curled up”置于句首，生动地描绘了猫蜷缩在纸箱中的可怜姿态，画面感强。） [高分句型2] It taught me that every living creature deserves kindness, not because they offer us something in return, but because they simply exist.（运用了“not because...but because...”的对比结构，深刻揭示了善良的本质——无条件地尊重每一个生命，主题升华有力。） Passage 2 The old dog appeared in our neighborhood every afternoon. It walked slowly, its head low, its tail hanging lifelessly behind. Sometimes it would stop in the middle of the sidewalk and stare at nothing for minutes, as if trying to remember something it had forgotten. The kids called it “Ghost Dog” because it seemed lost in its own world. I learned from neighbors that it belonged to an elderly man two streets away. The man had recently been moved to a nursing home after a fall, and his family had left the dog behind. Now it wandered the same paths it had walked with its owner, waiting for someone who would never come back. I felt sorry for it, but I had my own life to worry about. Exams were coming. My parents expected top grades. I had no time for a stray dog. But the dog would not leave me alone. Every day after school, it would be waiting at the gate of our community, its cloudy eyes searching for something — or someone. One afternoon, it followed me all the way to my front door. I tried to shoo it away, but it just sat down and looked up at me with such sadness that my heart ached. The next day, I bought a bag of dog food. I left a small pile by the gate. The dog ate it slowly, then rested its head on my foot. From that day on, I became its keeper. I named him Buddy. Every afternoon, I would sit with him under the big tree, talking to him about my exams, my worries, my dreams. He never barked. He just listened. Two weeks later, Buddy did not show up at the gate. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 I searched the neighborhood for hours but found no sign of him. ________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ The nursing home staff led me to a small room on the first floor. ________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】 I searched the neighborhood for hours but found no sign of him. I asked everyone I met — the security guard, the fruit seller, the old ladies on the bench. No one had seen Buddy. My heart pounded with worry. Then I remembered the nursing home where his owner had been taken. Could Buddy have gone there? It was three miles away, but dogs had a strange sense of direction. Without thinking twice, I got on my bike and rode as fast as I could. The rain had just stopped, and the streets were still wet. Twenty minutes later, I arrived at the gate. The nursing home staff led me to a small room on the first floor. And there he was — Buddy, lying on the floor beside an old man in a wheelchair. The man’s thin hand rested on Buddy’s head, and tears were streaming down his wrinkled face. “He found me,” the old man whispered. “After all these weeks, he found me.” I learned that Buddy had walked all the way to the nursing home and refused to leave. The staff let him stay. I visited every weekend after that. I watched a lost dog and a lonely man find each other again. And I learned that love never forgets the way home. 【导语】 本文以第一人称展开，讲述了一只被称为“Ghost Dog”的老狗在主人被送去养老院后，每天在社区里徘徊，仿佛在等待永远不会回来的人。“我”最初因学业繁忙而忽视它，但狗的坚持最终打动了“我”。“我”开始每天喂它、陪伴它，并给它取名Buddy。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“我找遍了整个社区几个小时，但没有找到它的踪影”可知，第一段应描写“我”寻找Buddy的过程，以及“我”突然想到它可能去了养老院，于是骑车前往。 ② 由第二段首句“养老院的工作人员带我来到一楼的一个小房间”可知，第二段应描写Buddy找到了它的老主人，两人重逢的感人场景。“我”从中感悟到：爱永远不会忘记回家的路。 2. 续写线索： 四处寻找无果 → 想起养老院 → 骑车前往 → 到达养老院 → 工作人员带路 → 看到Buddy和老主人 → 老人流泪 → 得知Buddy自己找来 → 每周探望 → 感悟：爱不会忘记回家的路 3. 词汇激活： 行为类：pounded with worry（因担忧而怦怦直跳）、got on my bike（骑上自行车）、streaming down（流下）、refused to leave（拒绝离开） 情绪类：heart ached（心痛）、tears streaming down（泪水流下）、love never forgets（爱不会忘记） 【点睛】 [高分句型1] I watched a lost dog and a lonely man find each other again.（运用了“watch sb. do sth.”结构，简洁地呈现了人与动物重逢的画面，语言平实却充满力量。） [高分句型2] And I learned that love never forgets the way home.（运用了拟人手法，将“love”拟人化，赋予其“记住回家路”的能力，既呼应了Buddy找到养老院的情节，又升华了主题，语言富有诗意。） Passage 3 I found the pigeon lying under the big banyan tree in our schoolyard. Its left wing was bent at a strange angle, and dark red blood stained its gray feathers. Its tiny chest rose and fell quickly, as if it were running a race it could not finish. A group of younger students had gathered around, poking it with sticks and laughing. “Stop it!” I shouted, pushing through the crowd. I picked up the bird carefully, holding it against my chest. It did not struggle. It did not peck (啄). It just looked at me with one black eye, as if asking for help. I carried it to the school nurse, but she shook her head. “I treat kids, not birds,” she said. So I put it in a cardboard box with some soft cloth and took it home. For three weeks, I kept the pigeon in my room. I fed it with an eyedropper, dropping water and soft bread crumbs (屑) into its small mouth. I cleaned its wound every morning with warm water and a clean cloth. Slowly, the wing healed. The bird grew stronger. It would sit on my desk while I did homework, turning its head from side to side, watching me with curious, shining eyes. I named it Sky. I talked to it about my dreams, my fears, my loneliness after my best friend moved away. Sky never made a sound, but its presence filled the empty spaces in my heart. By the fourth week, Sky was trying to fly. It would jump from the windowsill, flap its wings wildly, and land clumsily on the floor. Each time, it tried again. One morning, I opened the window to let in fresh air. Sky hopped onto the sill. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 It spread its wings and looked back at me. __________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ I watched Sky fly away until it became a tiny dot in the sky. ___________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】 It spread its wings and looked back at me. Its black eyes seemed to hold a question: “Should I go?” My heart ached at the thought of losing Sky. I wanted to close the window, to keep it safe in my room forever. But I knew that was not love — that was selfishness. Sky was never meant to be a pet. It was a wild creature born to fly under the open sky. I nodded at it, tears filling my eyes. “Go,” I whispered. Sky tilted its head once more, as if saying goodbye. Then it jumped. I watched Sky fly away until it became a tiny dot in the sky. Its wings, once broken, now moved with strength and grace. It circled above our building once, twice, three times — as if memorizing the place where it had been healed. Then it turned toward the sun and disappeared. I stood at the window for a long time, my heart both heavy and light. That was the day I learned that true love sometimes means letting go. Sky had given me its trust. I gave it back its freedom. And that was enough. 【导语】 本文以第一人称展开，讲述了“我”在学校发现一只翅膀受伤的鸽子，赶走了欺负它的学生，将它带回家悉心照料。三周后，鸽子的翅膀逐渐愈合，开始尝试飞行。“我”给它取名Sky，并把它当作倾诉对象，填补了朋友搬走后的孤独。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“它展开翅膀，回头看着我”可知，第一段应描写鸽子站在窗台上准备飞走的时刻。“我”内心挣扎——想留下它，但最终明白真正的爱不是占有，而是放手。“我”含泪让它飞走。 ② 由第二段首句“我看着Sky飞走，直到它变成天空中的一个小点”可知，第二段应描写鸽子飞走的画面以及“我”的感悟。鸽子在空中盘旋，仿佛在告别。“我”领悟到：真正的爱有时意味着放手。 2. 续写线索： 鸽子展开翅膀 → 回头看“我” → “我”内心挣扎 → 决定放手 → 含泪说“去吧” → 鸽子跳下窗台 → 飞向天空 → 盘旋告别 → 消失在天际 → “我”站在窗前 → 感悟：真爱是放手 3. 词汇激活： 行为类：spread its wings（展开翅膀）、tilted its head（歪头）、circled above（在上空盘旋）、disappeared（消失） 情绪类：heart ached（心痛）、selfishness（自私）、heavy and light（沉重又轻盈）、letting go（放手） 【点睛】 [高分句型1] I wanted to close the window, to keep it safe in my room forever. But I knew that was not love — that was selfishness.（运用了对比结构“not love — selfishness”，破折号后的内容直击内心，点明了“爱不是占有”的主题。） [高分句型2] That was the day I learned that true love sometimes means letting go.（运用了“the day + 定语从句”结构，将时间定格在鸽子飞走的那个早晨，强调了这一时刻对“我”的深远影响。“letting go”简洁而有力地概括了全文主题。） 话题5 奇遇与历险 Passage 1 When I was fourteen, my grandfather took me fishing on his old wooden boat. The sky had been clear blue when we left the small harbor, and I remembered laughing as seagulls chased our wake. But by afternoon, thick gray clouds swallowed the sun without warning. A cold wind screamed across the water, and waves began to rock our small boat like a toy. “Stay calm,” Grandpa said, but his wrinkled hands shook as he struggled with the failing engine. Then a terrible crack split the air — the mast broke in half, crashing onto the deck just inches from where I sat. My heart stopped. Salt water hurt my eyes as I watched our only radio slide into the wild sea. Without it, we had no way to call for help. We were drifting toward a line of sharp rocks in the distance. Grandpa’s face had turned as pale as the white bubbles on the water around us. For the first time in my life, I saw fear in his eyes. I wanted to cry, but I saw Grandpa close his eyes and take a deep breath. “We’ve been through worse,” he whispered, though I doubted it. He pointed to a torn sail lying on the deck. “Help me tie this to the remaining pole. We’ll use it as a steering device.” My hands shook so badly I could barely hold the rope. Every crash of thunder made me jump. But Grandpa’s steady voice guided me — “Pull tighter. Now tie it here.” Together, we fastened the simple steering device to the back of the boat. The waves pushed us closer to the rocks, their sharp points rising like monsters from the deep. “Push against the current!” Grandpa shouted. I leaned all my weight into the pole, my muscles burning. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 Inch by inch, the boat began to turn away from the rocks. ______________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ When we finally returned to the harbor at sunset, Grandpa pulled me into a hug. ___________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】 Inch by inch, the boat began to turn away from the rocks. I pushed with everything I had, my arms screaming in pain. “Keep going!” Grandpa shouted behind me. The sharp rocks were so close now that I could see the white water crashing against them. One more push — then another. The boat groaned but slowly responded. Little by little, the jagged points began to slide past us on the left side. My heart was pounding so hard I thought it would burst. Then, with one final effort, we cleared the last rock. The boat drifted into safer water. I fell to my knees, gasping for air. Grandpa patted my shoulder, his hand still shaking but his eyes now filled with pride. “You did it, boy,” he said quietly. When we finally returned to the harbor at sunset, Grandpa pulled me into a hug. I buried my face in his chest and let out all the fear I had been holding inside. He didn’t say a word — he just held me tight. The harbor was quiet, the water now calm and golden in the setting sun. I looked back at the dark line of rocks in the distance and felt a chill run down my spine. “I was so scared,” I admitted. Grandpa nodded slowly. “So was I,” he said. “But we didn’t give up. That’s what matters.” That night, lying in my bed, I understood something I had never known before. Fear is not weakness — giving up is. My grandfather had taught me that courage is not the absence of fear, but the decision to keep going anyway. 【导语】 本文以第一人称展开，讲述了十四岁那年，“我”和祖父乘船出海钓鱼。午后天气突变，狂风巨浪中船桅折断，唯一的收音机落入海中，小船失控漂向礁石群。祖父虽面露恐惧，但迅速冷静下来，指导“我”用破帆和剩余的木杆制作了一个简易舵。“我”强忍恐惧，与祖父合力推动舵杆，试图让船改变方向。故事在千钧一发之际戛然而止，船正缓缓转向，但危险尚未完全过去。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“小船一寸一寸地开始转向，远离礁石”可知，第一段应描写“我”和祖父继续与海浪搏斗、最终成功脱险的过程。动作描写应紧凑有力，突出“推舵”的艰难和紧张感。关键时刻可以加入感官细节（如礁石的逼近、浪花的声音、肌肉的酸痛）来增强画面感。脱险后，“我”瘫倒在地，祖父给予肯定，为第二段的感悟做铺垫。 ② 由第二段首句“当我们在日落时分终于回到港口时，祖父拉过我抱住了我”可知，第二段应描写回到安全环境后的情感释放与反思。祖孙相拥的场景可以表现后怕、感激和亲情。通过“我”与祖父的对话，揭示两人内心真实的恐惧。最后以“我”夜晚的反思点题：勇气不是没有恐惧，而是即使害怕也选择继续前进。 2. 续写线索： 继续推舵 → 礁石近在咫尺 → 奋力一搏 → 成功脱险 → 瘫倒喘息 → 祖父肯定 → 回到港口 → 祖父拥抱 → “我”释放恐惧 → 回望礁石感到后怕 → 祖父承认也害怕 → 夜晚反思 → 领悟：恐惧不是弱点，放弃才是 3. 词汇激活： 行为类：pushed with everything I had（用尽全力推）、fell to my knees（跪倒在地）、gasping for air（大口喘气）、buried my face in his chest（把脸埋进他胸口）、held me tight（紧紧抱住我）、felt a chill run down my spine（感到脊背发凉） 情绪类：screaming in pain（疼痛地尖叫）、pounding（狂跳）、pride（骄傲）、fear（恐惧）、chill（寒意）、weakness（弱点） 【点睛】 [高分句型1] The sharp rocks were so close now that I could see the white water crashing against them.（运用了“so…that…”结构，将礁石的迫近程度写得具体可感。“white water crashing”这一动态画面增强了视觉冲击力，让读者仿佛身临其境。） [高分句型2] Fear is not weakness — giving up is.（运用了破折号后的简短对照结构，将“恐惧”与“放弃”进行对比，语言凝练有力，直击主题。这是英语格言式表达的典型手法，适合读后续写中用于点题或升华。） [高分句型3] My grandfather had taught me that courage is not the absence of fear, but the decision to keep going anyway.（运用 了“not…but…”的对比结构，清晰定义了“勇气”的真正含义。“the absence of fear”与“the decision to keep going anyway”形成巧妙对照，句式平衡而富有哲理，是全文的点睛之笔。） [高分句型4] I looked back at the dark line of rocks in the distance and felt a chill run down my spine.（运用了“looked back… and felt…”的并列结构，将动作与感受紧密连接。“a chill run down my spine”是描写“后怕”的经典表达，形象生动，符合高考英语高分作文对地道表达的要求。） Passage 2 I was hiking alone in the Rocky Mountains when I heard a low sound behind me. My blood turned to ice. Slowly, I turned my head and saw a massive gray wolf standing on a rock, its yellow eyes fixed on mine. It was no more than twenty meters away. My legs felt like they had been nailed to the ground. Every survival video I had ever watched flooded back into my mind — don’t run, don’t show fear, make yourself big. But knowing what to do and actually doing it were two different things. The wolf took a step forward, its body moving under its thick fur. I could hear my own heartbeat thundering in my ears like a drum. A cold sweat broke out on my forehead, and for a split second, I thought about running — but I knew that would be death. Then my natural reaction took over. I raised my arms above my head, making myself as tall as possible. “Go away!” I yelled, my voice cracking but loud. The wolf stopped, turning its head slightly to one side. I grabbed a thick branch from the ground and waved it wildly, shouting nonsense words at the top of my lungs. My heart pounded so hard I thought it might burst. For a moment, nothing happened. We just stared at each other, the wind howling between us. Then the wolf let out a short bark — not aggressive, almost confused. It took a step back, then another. I kept shouting, kept waving, not daring to close my eyes even for a moment. My throat was raw and my arms ached, but I didn’t stop. The wolf turned and disappeared into the trees as silently as it had come. I stood there, frozen, my chest heaving, unable to believe I was still alive. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 I did not move until the forest had been silent for a full minute. _________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ That night, sitting by my campfire, I realized something. ______________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】 I did not move until the forest had been silent for a full minute. My legs finally unlocked, and I stumbled backward until my back hit a tree. I slid down to the ground, my whole body shaking like a leaf in the wind. The branch was still in my hand, my fingers frozen around it. I looked around again and again, checking every shadow, every bush. The wolf was gone. But my heart would not slow down. I sat there for what felt like an hour, just breathing, just trying to believe that I was safe. Slowly, the feeling came back to my legs. I stood up on shaky feet and made my way back to my camp, looking over my shoulder every few steps. That night, sitting by my campfire, I realized something. Fear had frozen me at first, but something deeper had taken over when it mattered most. I had faced a wolf — not with superhuman courage, but with the simple decision not to give up. The videos I had watched were just words until that moment. But when the moment came, my body knew what to do. I learned that bravery is not the absence of fear. It is acting anyway, even when every part of you wants to run. I stared into the fire and smiled. The mountains had tested me, and I had not failed. I would never forget that wolf — not as a nightmare, but as a teacher. 【导语】 本文以第一人称展开，讲述了“我”独自在落基山脉徒步时，突然遭遇一匹灰狼的故事。狼距离“我”仅二十米远，黄色的眼睛死死盯着“我”。“我”双腿发软，脑海中闪过所有野外生存视频的忠告——不要跑、不要示弱、让自己显得高大。但知道该做什么和真正去做是两回事。狼向前迈了一步，千钧一发之际，“我”的本能接管了身体：高举双臂、大声吼叫、挥舞树枝。狼困惑地后退了几步，最终转身消失在树林中。“我”僵立在原地，不敢相信自己还活着。故事在“我”惊魂未定之际戛然而止。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“直到森林完全安静了整整一分钟，我才移动”可知，第一段应描写“我”在狼离开后的反应。动作描写应突出“后怕”和“身体尚未从恐惧中恢复”的状态——双腿解锁、跌跌撞撞、靠树滑坐、浑身发抖。反复确认安全后，“我”慢慢站起来，一步三回头地返回营地。这段应通过细腻的身体反应来表现恐惧的余波。 ② 由第二段首句“那天晚上，坐在篝火旁，我意识到了一些事情”可知，第二段应描写“我”对这次遭遇的反思与感悟。这是文章的主题升华部分。通过对比“初始的恐惧”与“本能接管后的行动”，点明勇气的真正含义——不是没有恐惧，而是在恐惧中仍然选择行动。最后将狼的形象从“噩梦”转化为“老师”，体现积极向上的成长主题。 2. 续写线索： 僵立不动 → 确认安全 → 双腿解锁 → 跌撞靠树 → 滑坐发抖 → 反复查看 → 心跳难平 → 慢慢站起 → 一步三回头回营地 → 夜晚篝火旁反思 → 领悟勇气的真谛 → 将狼视为老师 3. 词汇激活： 行为类：stumbled backward（跌跌撞撞后退）、slid down to the ground（滑坐到地上）、shaking like a leaf（像树叶一样发抖）、made my way back（慢慢走回去）、looking over my shoulder（回头张望）、stared into the fire（凝视火焰） 情绪类：frozen（僵住）、safe（安全）、shaky feet（颤抖的双腿）、fear（恐惧）、bravery（勇敢）、nightmare（噩梦） 【点睛】 [高分句型1] My legs finally unlocked, and I stumbled backward until my back hit a tree.（运用了“unlocked”这一形象的动词，将“僵硬的双腿终于能动了”写得生动可感。“until my back hit a tree”通过身体接触的细节描写，让读者仿佛看到“我”退到树边、无路可退的画面，增强了场景的真实感。） [高分句型2] I sat there for what felt like an hour, just breathing, just trying to believe that I was safe.（运用了“for what felt like an hour”这一地道表达，生动地表现了恐惧中时间被拉长的心理感受。两个“just”开头的并列结构简洁有力，突出了“我”在那一刻唯一能做的两件事——呼吸、说服自己安全了。） [高分句型3] I learned that bravery is not the absence of fear. It is acting anyway, even when every part of you wants to run. （运用了“not…It is…”的对比结构，清晰定义了“勇敢”的真正含义。“even when every part of you wants to run”从身体层面强化了恐惧的真实性，使“acting anyway”显得更加可贵。这是全文的点睛之笔，语言简洁而富有哲理。） [高分句型4] I would never forget that wolf — not as a nightmare, but as a teacher.（运用了“not as…but as…”的对照结构，将狼的形象从“噩梦”转变为“老师”，完成了情感和认知的升华。破折号后的转折使这一句极具冲击力，既呼应了前文的恐惧经历，又体现了积极向上的成长主题，是高考读后续写中理想的结尾方式。） Passage 3 My best friend Jake and I were exploring an abandoned house on the edge of town. “This is a bad idea,” Jake whispered as we stepped through the broken door. “That’s what makes it fun,” I replied, shining my flashlight into the dusty darkness. The floor groaned under our feet as if it were about to collapse. Threads of spider web brushed against our faces, and every shadow looked like a monster. Then we heard it — a low, deep sound coming from the basement. Jake grabbed my arm so hard it hurt. “Let’s go,” he said, his voice shaking. “No way,” I said, though my heart was racing. “We came here to see a ghost, so let’s see a ghost.” I pulled open the old door that made a sharp noise. A cold, terrible smell rose up from the darkness. The low sound came again, louder this time. I swallowed hard and exchanged a nervous glance with Jake — neither of us wanted to admit we were terrified. We crept down the wooden stairs, each step making a loud noise under our weight. At the bottom, my flashlight swept across old furniture and broken boxes. Dust floated in the air like tiny ghosts. Then the light landed on a figure hunched in the corner. I froze. The figure turned — and I saw two glowing green eyes staring back at us. Jake screamed. I tried to scream, but no sound came out. The creature hissed and stumbled toward us, knocking over an old chair. I grabbed Jake’s sleeve and pulled him behind an old sofa. “What do we do?” Jake whispered, tears in his eyes. I had no idea. My flashlight flickered and died, plunging us into complete darkness. The creature was getting closer. I could hear its heavy breathing and the soft drag of its feet on the dusty floor. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 Just as I thought it was all over, a beam (光线) of light cut through the darkness. ___________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Walking back home, Jake and I couldn't stop laughing at ourselves. ______________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】 Just as I thought it was all over, a beam of light cut through the darkness. The light fell upon an old man in dirty clothes, holding a dusty lantern. The “glowing green eyes” were just broken glass on his coat. The hissing sound was just his old shoes dragging on the floor. We had been hiding from a tired old man living in the basement. He stared at us. Then he started laughing. “You thought I was a ghost?” he said. Jake and I looked at each other and started laughing too. Walking back home, Jake and I couldn’t stop laughing at ourselves. “The glowing green eyes!” Jake cried, holding his stomach. “And you screamed like a little girl,” I shot back. We laughed until our eyes watered. Looking back at the dark house, I realized something important. Fear is just a trick your mind plays on you. The monsters in the dark are almost never real. Sometimes they are just lonely people trying to get by — and that is nothing to fear, but something to understand. 【导语】 本文以第一人称展开，讲述了“我”和好朋友Jake在镇边一座废弃房屋中探险的故事。两人听到地下室传来低沉的响声，尽管害怕，还是走了下去。手电筒的光扫过一个蜷缩在角落的身影，那东西转过身来，两只发光的绿眼睛盯着他们，发出嘶嘶声并向他们走来。两人躲到沙发后面，手电筒却灭了。那东西越来越近，他们能听到沉重的呼吸声和双脚在地板上拖行的声音。故事在最紧张的时刻戛然而止。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“就在我以为一切都完了的时候，一束光线划破了黑暗”可知，第一段应描写真相揭晓的时刻。光线照到的并非怪物，而是一个穿着脏衣服的老人。“绿眼睛”是碎玻璃，“嘶嘶声”是鞋子拖行。这个幽默反转是核心。三人对视后一起大笑。 ② 由第二段首句“回家的路上，Jake和我忍不住笑自己”可知，第二段应描写两人回家路上的对话与反思。通过互相调侃释放紧张情绪，最后以“我”的感悟点题：恐惧是大脑的把戏，黑暗中的“怪物”往往是孤独的人——这需要被理解，而不是被害怕。 2. 续写线索： 光束照到老人 → 发现“绿眼睛”是碎玻璃 → “嘶嘶声”是鞋子拖行 → 老人笑 → 三人一起笑 → 回家路上互相嘲笑 → 回望房子 → 感悟：恐惧是把戏 → 黑暗中的“怪物”往往是孤独的人 3. 词汇激活： 行为类：cut through（划破）、dragging（拖行）、holding his stomach（捂着肚子）、shot back（回嘴） 情绪类：laughing（笑）、cried（喊道）、eyes watered（眼睛湿润） 【点睛】 [高分句型1] The “glowing green eyes” were just broken glass on his coat.（运用了“just”一词轻描淡写地揭穿真相，制造了强烈的幽默反转效果。这是本篇读后续写最核心的“包袱”，必须干脆利落地抖开。） [高分句型2] We had been hiding from a tired old man living in the basement.（运用了过去完成进行时“had been hiding”，强调之前的恐惧建立在错误认知之上。将“怪物”重新定义为“疲惫的老人”，既点明真相，又赋予故事温度。） [高分句型3] Fear is just a trick your mind plays on you.（运用了简洁的比喻，将恐惧比作“大脑玩的把戏”，语言通俗却富有哲理，是全文的主题句。） 话题6 文化认同 Passage 1 侧重心理描写与文化身份探索 My name is Qiū Yǔ, which means “autumn rain” in Chinese. When I moved to America at twelve, I quickly learned that my name sounded strange to my classmates. On the first day of school, the teacher tried to pronounce it. “Kee-you... Kyoo...?” The students giggled. “Just call me Rain,” I said quickly, my face burning. After that, I became “Rain” to everyone. It was easier that way. No awkward pauses. No strange looks. I told myself it was just a name. But deep down, something felt wrong. But hiding my name felt like hiding a part of myself. At dinner, my grandmother still called me Qiū Yǔ in her soft voice. “That is the name your grandfather gave you,” she once said. “It carries the peace of autumn and the hope of rain for a good harvest.” She pointed out the window at the gentle rain falling on her garden. I nodded but said nothing. How could I explain that to my American friends? They would probably laugh again. So I kept quiet and ate my rice. Then came the school’s International Night. Each student was asked to share something from their culture. I wanted to bring dumplings, but my friend Sarah had a different idea. “You should share the story behind your real name,” she said. I shook my head immediately. “No one would understand. They’ll just make fun of it like before.” Sarah looked at me gently. “You won’t know until you try. And I think it’s beautiful.” I hesitated for a long time, staring at the floor. The next day, I signed up, my hands trembling as I wrote “Qiū Yǔ — The Story of Autumn Rain” on the paper. When the night arrived, I stood backstage, my heart pounding like a drum. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 I walked onto the stage and looked at the waiting crowd. ______________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ After the applause died down, Sarah came up to me with tears in her eyes. ________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】 I walked onto the stage and looked at the waiting crowd. Dozens of faces stared back at me. I took a deep breath and said, “My real name is Qiū Yǔ.” I told them how my grandfather chose this name on a rainy autumn day. “It means autumn rain,” I said. “In my culture, autumn rain brings peace and hope for a good harvest.” As I spoke, my voice grew stronger. I explained how I had hidden my name for years because I was afraid. The room was completely silent. When I finished, something unexpected happened — the crowd burst into applause. Not polite clapping, but real, warm applause. After the applause died down, Sarah came up to me with tears in her eyes. “That was beautiful,” she whispered, hugging me. Other classmates gathered around. “I never knew names could have so much meaning,” one said. “Can you teach me how to say your name properly?” another asked. For the first time, I said my name out loud without fear — Qiū Yǔ. They repeated it, slowly at first, then more confidently. That night, I stopped being “Rain.” I was Qiū Yǔ again. I learned that my name was not something to hide. It was a gift — a piece of my home that I could finally share. 【导语】 本文以第一人称展开，讲述了来自中国的女孩Qiū Yǔ（秋雨）移民美国后因名字发音奇怪而被同学嘲笑，于是改名叫“Rain”来逃避尴尬。虽然这样更方便，但她内心总觉得丢失了什么。祖母告诉她，这个名字是祖父给的，承载着“秋雨的宁静和雨水带来丰收的希望”。当学校举办“国际之夜”活动时，朋友Sarah鼓励她分享自己真名背后的故事。她犹豫许久后最终报名。故事在她站在后台、心跳如鼓的时刻戛然而止。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“我走上舞台，看着等待的人群”可知，第一段应描写主人公在舞台上的分享过程。她起初紧张，但随着讲述祖父取名的故事，声音逐渐坚定。她坦诚自己曾因害怕而隐藏真名。当她说出“秋雨”的含义后，观众报以真诚而热烈的掌声。这是她第一次为自己的名字感到自豪。 ② 由第二段首句“掌声平息后，Sarah眼含泪水向我走来”可知，第二段应描写分享后的温暖回应和主人公的内心转变。Sarah拥抱并赞美她，其他同学也围过来表示理解和好奇，甚至请求她教他们正确发音。她终于敢大声说出自己的真名。那天晚上，她不再是“Rain”，而是真正的“Qiū Yǔ”。她领悟到：名字不是需要隐藏的负担，而是值得分享的礼物。 2. 续写线索： 走上舞台 → 深呼吸 → 说出真名 → 讲述名字的含义和祖父的故事 → 声音变坚定 → 坦诚曾因害怕而隐藏 → 观众沉默 → 爆发出真诚掌声 → Sarah含泪拥抱 → 同学们围过来表示理解 → 请求教发音 → 大声说出“Qiū Yǔ” → 同学们重复练习 → 当晚感悟：名字是礼物，不是负担 3. 词汇激活： 行为类：took a deep breath（深呼吸）、grew stronger（变得更强）、burst into applause（爆发出掌声）、whispered（低声说）、hugging（拥抱）、gathered around（围过来） 情绪类：stared back（回望）、silent（沉默的）、warm（温暖的）、fear（恐惧）、gift（礼物） 【点睛】 [高分句型1] I explained how I had hidden my name for years because I was afraid.（运用了“how”引导的宾语从句，简洁地概括了整个逃避和隐藏的过程。“had hidden”过去完成时强调了这一行为发生在过去某个时间点之前，与现在形成对比，为后面的“不再害怕”做铺垫。） [高分句型2] Not polite clapping, but real, warm applause.（运用了“Not…but…”的对照结构，将“礼貌性的鼓掌”与“真诚热烈的掌声”进行对比，突出了观众被打动的程度。“real, warm”两个形容词连用，增强了情感色彩。） [高分句型3] For the first time, I said my name out loud without fear — Qiū Yǔ.（运用了破折号引出真名的写法，具有很强的仪式感和画面感。“for the first time”与前面的“for years I hid”形成鲜明对比，标志着她身份认同的转折点。“without fear”直接呼应了前文的“because I was afraid”。） [高分句型4] It was a gift — a piece of my home that I could finally share.（运用了破折号后进一步解释的写法，将名字比作“礼物”和“家乡的一片碎片”，意象优美动人。“that I could finally share”定语从句中的“finally”一词，道出了长久压抑后终于释放的释然与喜悦，是全文的点睛之笔。） Passage 2 For years, I refused to bring my lunch to school. While my friends ate sandwiches and yogurt, I ate rice with leftovers from last night’s dinner. “What is that?” a boy once asked, pointing at my dried tofu. “It looks like a sponge.” Everyone laughed. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. After that, I begged my mother to buy me “normal” food. She looked sad but agreed. Every day, I ate my boring turkey sandwich while my real lunch sat untouched in the fridge at home. I told myself this was better. But I missed the taste of my mother’s cooking. One day, my class was asked to prepare a dish from our family’s culture for a potluck. My heart sank. “Just bring something simple,” my friend Tom said. But nothing about my family’s cooking felt simple to me. That evening, I watched my mother stir (搅动) a pot of red-braised pork. The smell filled the kitchen — sweet, salty, and rich with star anise (八角) and ginger. My mouth watered, but I said nothing. “This is my grandmother’s recipe,” she said softly. “She taught me when I was your age. One day, I will teach you.” I looked at the bubbling pot and felt something stir inside me — something like pride, mixed with guilt. The next morning, I carried the container to school, my stomach tight with worry. At the potluck (自带菜聚餐), kids laid out pizzas, cookies, and fruit platters. I kept my container hidden under the table. What if they laughed again? What if they said it looked strange? Then Mrs. Davis walked over. “What did you bring?” she asked with a warm smile. “It smells wonderful.” I opened the lid slowly, afraid of what they would say. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 The first bite changed everything. ________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ That night, I watched my mother cook and asked to learn her recipes. ___________________________________ ___________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】 The first bite changed everything. A classmate named Emily leaned over. “Can I try some?” she asked. I nodded, my heart racing. She took a small bite. Her eyes widened. “This is amazing!” she cried. Soon other kids gathered around. “What is that spice?” “Can I have more?” Within minutes, my container was empty. Kids were asking for the recipe. Mrs. Davis smiled at me. “You should be proud of your family’s cooking,” she said. For the first time, I felt no shame. I told them about my grandmother’s recipe and the red-braised pork my family made for every celebration. That night, I watched my mother cook and asked to learn her recipes. She turned to me, surprised, then broke into a big smile. “Really?” she asked. I nodded. “I want to know everything.” She showed me how to pick the right spices, how long to simmer the meat, and when to add the soy sauce. Her hands moved with the ease of years of practice. As the familiar smell filled the kitchen again, I realized something. My mother’s cooking was not strange. It was my history, my family, my home. And from that day on, I never asked for a turkey sandwich again. 【导语】 本文以第一人称展开，讲述了“我”因带中式午餐到学校被嘲笑（豆干被说成“海绵”）后，央求妈妈买“正常”食物，从此每天吃着无聊的火鸡三明治，而真正的家乡菜被冷落在冰箱里。虽然“我”告诉自己这样更好，但内心却想念妈妈做的菜。当班级举办“百乐餐”活动要求带一道家乡菜时，“我”内心抗拒。看着妈妈做红烧肉，闻着八角和生姜的香气，“我”内心被触动——混合着骄傲与愧疚。第二天，“我”带着菜到学校，却藏在桌下不敢拿出来。故事在老师微笑着走过来、询问“我”带了什么的时刻戛然而止。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“第一口改变了一切”可知，第一段应描写同学们品尝红烧肉后的热烈反应。一个同学主动请求尝试，尝后惊叹“太棒了”，很快其他同学围过来，争相品尝询问。容器很快见底，孩子们开始打听食谱。老师微笑着告诉“我”应该为自家的烹饪感到骄傲。这是“我”第一次不再感到羞耻，并主动分享这道菜背后的家庭故事。 ② 由第二段首句“那天晚上，我看着妈妈做饭，请求学习她的菜谱”可知，第二段应描写“我”向妈妈学习烹饪的过程和最终的感悟。妈妈先是惊讶，随后露出灿烂的笑容。“我”认真观察她挑选香料、控制火候、加入酱油的每一个步骤。在熟悉的味道再次充满厨房时，“我”领悟到：妈妈的烹饪并不奇怪，它是“我”的历史、家庭和家乡。从那天起，“我”再也没有要过火鸡三明治。 2. 续写线索： 同学尝第一口 → 眼睛睁大 → 惊叹“太棒了” → 其他同学围过来 → 争相品尝 → 容器见底 → 询问菜谱 → 老师微笑鼓励 → “我”不再羞耻 → 分享家庭故事 → 当晚看妈妈做饭 → 请求学习 → 妈妈惊喜微笑 → “我”认真观察每一步 → 熟悉香味充满厨房 → 感悟：妈妈的菜是历史、家庭和家乡 → 再也不吃火鸡三明治 3. 词汇激活： 行为类：leaned over（凑过来）、eyes widened（眼睛睁大）、gathered around（围过来）、broke into a big smile（露出灿烂的笑容）、simmer（慢炖） 情绪类：amazing（太棒了）、proud（骄傲的）、shame（羞耻）、surprised（惊讶的）、familiar（熟悉的） 【点睛】 [高分句型1] “What is that spice?” “Can I have more?” Within minutes, my container was empty.（运用了直接引语和短句的快速切换，生动地再现了同学们争相品尝的热闹场景。“Within minutes, my container was empty”用简洁的陈述句收束，与前文的“藏在桌下不敢拿出来”形成强烈对比，突出从羞耻到被接纳的转变。） [高分句型2] For the first time, I felt no shame. I told them about my grandmother’s recipe and the red-braised pork my family made for every celebration.（运用了“for the first time”与前面长期的羞耻感形成鲜明对比，标志着她身份认同的转折点。后半句用“my family made for every celebration”将这道菜与家庭传统和节日庆典联系起来，赋予了食物更深层的文化意义。） [高分句型3] She turned to me, surprised, then broke into a big smile.（运用了“surprised”这个形容词作伴随状语，生动地刻画了妈妈听到“我”想学习做菜时的惊讶表情。“broke into a big smile”用“broke into”这个动词短语，形象地表现了笑容如花朵般绽放的动态过程，极富画面感。） [高分句型4] My mother’s cooking was not strange. It was my history, my family, my home.（运用了“not…It was…”的对照结构，以及“my history, my family, my home”三个并列短语构成的排比，层层递进，情感逐步升华。这是全文的点睛之笔，将“食物”与“身份认同”紧密联结，体现了文化自信的最终建立。） Passage 3 My grandfather is a calligrapher. In our living room, his brushes hang like quiet soldiers on the wall. For years, I pretended not to see them. When friends came over, I quickly closed the door to that room. “What’s in there?” they would ask. “Nothing,” I would say. I was ashamed of the black ink and strange characters that none of my friends could read. I wanted to be normal. I wanted to fit in. So I hid that part of my life away, like a secret I was too embarrassed to share. One day, my art teacher announced a project: “Create a piece that tells your story.” While others planned posters and paintings, I sat alone, staring at a blank sheet of paper. What was my story? I didn’t know anymore. Then my grandfather’s voice came back to me. “Writing is not just writing,” he once said, holding my small hand in his. “Each stroke carries your breath, your heart, your history. Never forget that.” That night, I opened the door to his studio for the first time in years. The smell of ink and old paper welcomed me home. The brushes were waiting for me on the desk. I picked one up. My hand shook as I dipped it into the black ink. On a sheet of rice paper, I wrote my name — but not in English letters. I wrote “秋雨” in graceful strokes, just as my grandfather had taught me years ago. My first try was shaky, the lines uneven and ugly. I tried again and again. The ink stained my fingers black. Sweat formed on my forehead. Finally, after what felt like a hundred tries, a character stood before me that looked almost right. I took it to school the next day, my heart racing as I unrolled the paper in front of my classmates. 注意： 1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 My classmates gathered around, their eyes wide with curiosity. _________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Years later, I still practice calligraphy every Sunday morning. __________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________ 【答案】 My classmates gathered around, their eyes wide with curiosity. “What does it say?” a girl asked. I took a breath. “It says ‘Qiū Yǔ’ — my Chinese name. It means ‘autumn rain.’” I told them how my grandfather taught me each stroke, how he said that writing is like breathing — slow, steady, and full of meaning. The class grew quiet. Then my art teacher stepped closer. “May I?” she asked, pointing at the brush. I nodded. She tried a stroke. It was shaky. Everyone laughed — but kindly. Soon, everyone wanted to try. The room filled with laughter and black ink. Years later, I still practice calligraphy every Sunday morning. My hands no longer shake. The strokes come easily now, like an old song I know by heart. I have taught several friends, and my grandfather’s brushes have touched more hands than I ever imagined. Sometimes, I think about that boy who used to close the door to hide his culture. I feel sorry for him — but I am also proud of who he became. My name is not a secret. It is a story. And every time I write it, I am home. 【导语】 本文以第一人称展开，讲述了“我”因害怕朋友看不懂汉字而对身为书法家的祖父和家中笔墨感到羞耻，多年来把书房的门关得紧紧的。当艺术课老师要求创作一件“讲述你故事”的作品时，“我”陷入迷茫。这时，祖父曾经说过的话在耳边回响：“写字不只是写字，每一笔都承载着你的呼吸、你的心灵、你的历史。”那晚，“我”走进祖父的工作室，反复练习用毛笔写下自己的中文名字“秋雨”。第二天，“我”带着这幅字去学校，在同学们面前展开宣纸时心脏狂跳。故事在最紧张的时刻戛然而止。 【详解】 1. 段落续写： ① 由第一段首句“我的同学们围了过来，眼睛里充满了好奇”可知，第一段应描写同学们看到书法作品后的反应以及互动过程。有人问“这写的是什么”，主人公解释这是自己的中文名字“秋雨”，并分享祖父教自己写字的故事和“写字如呼吸”的哲理。艺术老师主动要求尝试写一笔，虽然手抖写得不好，但大家善意地笑了。很快每个人都想尝试，房间里充满了笑声和墨香。 ② 由第二段首句“多年以后，我仍然每个周日上午练习书法”可知，第二段应描写主人公多年后的状态和对往事的感悟。手不再抖，笔画如老歌般自然流畅。主人公教了几个朋友，祖父的毛笔被更多的手触摸过。回望那个曾经关门隐藏文化的男孩，主人公既为他感到难过，也为他的成长感到骄傲。最后点题：名字不是秘密，而是一个故事。每次写下它，就是回家。 2. 续写线索： 同学们围过来 → 问写的是什么 → 解释“秋雨”的含义 → 分享祖父教写字的往事和哲理 → 老师请求尝试 → 笔画颤抖 → 大家善意地笑 → 每个人都想尝试 → 房间充满笑声和墨香 → 多年后仍每周练习 → 手不再抖 → 教过几个朋友 → 祖父的毛笔被更多手触摸 → 回望过去的自己 → 既难过又骄傲 → 点题：名字是故事，写字就是回家 3. 词汇激活： 行为类：gathered around（围过来）、took a breath（吸了一口气）、stepped closer（走近）、pointed at（指着）、nodded（点头）、tried a stroke（试写一笔） 情绪类：wide with curiosity（因好奇而睁大）、grew quiet（安静下来）、kindly（善意地）、proud（骄傲的）、sorry（难过的） 【点睛】 [高分句型1] I told them how my grandfather taught me each stroke, how he said that writing is like breathing — slow, steady, and full of meaning.（运用了两个“how”引导的平行宾语从句，层层递进地复述祖父的教诲。“writing is like breathing”这个比喻将书法提升到生命本质的高度，而破折号后的“slow, steady, and full of meaning”三个形容词短语进一步阐释，使抽象的道理变得具体可感。） [高分句型2] The strokes come easily now, like an old song I know by heart.（运用了明喻手法，将流畅的笔画比作“烂熟于心的老歌”，既形象地表现了技艺的纯熟，又暗含了文化传承的温情。“by heart”一语双关——既是“记住”，也是“用心”。） [高分句型3] I feel sorry for him — but I am also proud of who he became. （运用了破折号后的转折结构，将“难过”与“骄傲”两种情感并置，展现了主人公对过去自己的复杂态度。“feel sorry for him”中的“him”将自己与过去的自己拉开距离，体现了成长的视角；“proud of who he became”中的“who he became”则暗示了从羞耻到自信的蜕变。） [高分句型4] My name is not a secret. It is a story. And every time I write it, I am home. （运用了“not…It is…”的对照结构以及三个短句的排比，语言简洁而富有节奏感。前两句构成对比，第三句将“写字”与“回家”等同，实现了从文化认同到精神归属的升华。“every time I write it, I am home”是全文的点睛之笔，既呼应了前文“the smell of ink and old paper welcomed me home”，又为整篇故事画上了温暖而有力的句号。） 2 / 2 ( zxxk.com )学科网（北京）股份有限公司 ( zxxk.com )学科网（北京）股份有限公司 学科网（北京）股份有限公司 $