必修第一册 写作专项练(一)（教用Word）-【精微方案】2027年高考一轮总复习讲义·英语（人教版）

**基本信息** 聚焦应用文写作与读后续写两大核心题型，通过真题典例与范文示范，强化语言表达规范性与叙事逻辑连贯性。 **专项设计** |模块|题量/典例|题型特征|知识逻辑| |----|-----------|----------|----------| |应用文写作|1（重庆高三联考）|建议类投稿，要求包含活动建议、意义及期待，词数80左右|以"问题解决"为逻辑主线，融合语言表达能力与思维品质，通过范文展示建议类文本的结构规范与意义阐述方法| |读后续写|1（浙江强基联盟联考）|基于故宫游览的记叙文续写，给定两段开头，词数150左右|以"情节发展"为逻辑核心，衔接文化意识中的跨文化感知与思维品质的推断能力，通过范文呈现危机处理与情感升华的叙事技巧|

写作专项练(一) Ⅰ.应用文写作 (2026·重庆高三联考)假定你是李华，你校英文报正向同学们征集暑期学生社会实践活动的建议。请你写一篇短文投稿，内容包括： 1．活动建议； 2．活动意义； 3．你的期待。 注意：写作词数应为80个左右。 Dear Editor， ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ Yours sincerely， Li Hua One possible version： Dear__Editor， To enrich students' summer vacation，I'd like to recommend some social practice related to environment conservation. Initially，it's highly recommended that students pick up litter in parks and along streets，which helps maintain clean and tidy public spaces.Additionally，designing and putting up posters about waste sorting in the community is an option worth considering so that more people can understand how to sort waste correctly and practice it.The practice can not only enhance the students' sense of responsibility，but also raise people's environmental awareness.　 Hopefully，students will have a fantastic and meaningful vacation by doing social practice. Yours__sincerely， Li__Hua Ⅱ.读后续写 阅读下面的材料，根据其内容和所给段落开头语续写两段，使之构成一篇完整的短文。 (2026·浙江强基联盟联考)When I was ten，my parents told me we were going to China for our summer holiday.I was over the moon—I had only ever seen the Great Wall and the Forbidden City in books，and now I would actually get to walk through history! For weeks，I imagined the towering palaces，the red-and-gold gates，and the stories hidden in every corner.Finally，the day arrived, and there I was，standing in the heart of Beijing, staring up at the most magnificent buildings I had ever seen. The Forbidden City was even more incredible in real life.The golden roofs shone under the sun，the delicate carvings told silent tales of emperors and warriors，and the vast courtyards made me feel like I had stepped into a fairy tale.Every turn revealed something new—a dragon statue，a marble staircase，a hidden garden—and I couldn't stop taking pictures, desperate to capture every detail.My parents laughed as I dragged them from one spot to another, insisting on yet another photo. What struck me most were the colors.The imperial yellow of the rooftops against the deep red walls looked brighter than any picture could show. Even the stone pathways seemed to glow with centuries of footsteps.I remembered running my fingers along a carved marble railing，wondering how many hands had touched that same spot over six hundred years. The place was packed with tourists，all murmuring in different languages，their faces filled with the same amazement as mine.Some pointed at the buildings，others posed for pictures，and a few just stood quietly, taking it all in.The energy was infectious—everyone seemed to feel the magic of this ancient place. As the afternoon wore on，we followed the crowd toward the exit.The sea of people was overwhelming，and I，being small for my age，grasped my father's hand tightly, afraid to get lost in the rushing crowd.The noise，the heat, and the excitement made everything feel like a blur—until suddenly, I looked down at the large hand I was holding—the wrong watch，the wrong-colored ring. 注意：续写词数应为150个左右。 My blood turned to ice.________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ There he was，just three people away.________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________________ One possible version： My blood turned to ice.My heart pounded violently when I realized I was holding a stranger's hand.I looked up at the man—he had kind eyes and a gentle smile.“Are you lost？” he asked，crouching down to my height.I nodded，fighting back tears. Without hesitation，he asked a nearby guard for help，keeping me calm.Though he was a stranger, his patience and warmth made the terrifying moment feel a little safer.Then I heard Dad's voice calling my name. There he was，just three people away.He rushed toward me through the crowd，his face pale with worry.The second he saw me，his shoulders relaxed，and he pulled me into a tight hug.He thanked the kind stranger again and again，his voice shaking.As we walked away，I glanced back at the man，already lost in the crowd.That day，I learned something—Beijing's beauty wasn't just in its golden rooftops or ancient walls，but in people like him, who stopped to help a scared little child. 学科网（北京）股份有限公司 $