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1.金丽衢12校联考 温情类---邻里误会终化解
For courage, my fingers clung to the harness(背带、保护带）on Chó's broad back as we passed the fence of my neighbor Mr. Groll's yard.
Walking by Mr. Groll's yard is the best part of our morning walk, and also the worst. It is the best part because the roses talk to us. “Good morning, Chó,” whisper the rose scents to my guide dog’s nose. Other roses shout to me, “Hello, Mai!”
Now comes the worst part: Mr. Groll. As usual, friendly Chó thumps her tail. But Chó is just a dog; how can she know that this neighbor does not like me at all
“Hello, Mr. Groll.” I greeted him as I did every morning. And like every other morning, he did not answer me. But I knew he was there, watching, behind his fence. He always sounds out of breath, and the creaky gate swings nervously in his hand.
Maybe he’s afraid of me because I’m blind. Disabilities do scare grown-ups sometimes. Then I remembered: the other day I heard him playing checkers (西洋跳棋）with my friend Jimmy, who’s in a wheelchair.
Chó and I marched on, and my thoughts kept step. Why did Mr. Groll ignore me It’s a mystery to me.
Papa has told me that some folks do not like people from faraway places. Does this solve the mystery Maybe Mr. Groll does not like neighbors from faraway places. No, that can’t be it. Every Saturday Mr. Groll and my big brother, Lien, help each other with yard work. They are friends.
Well, then, I wondered, why wouldn’t he talk to me The toe of my shoe scuffed the sidewalk, and I think, maybe he didn’t like me because I’m a girl. The sidewalk humed beneath my feet. A skateboard zoomed by. “Hello, Mai and Chó!” my friend Jana yelled. “Hi, Mr. Groll.” I waited. If Mr. Groll ignored Jana, then the mystery was solved. But his voice called out, “Hello, Jana!”
Paragraph 1: The sound of it twisted my heart.
Paragraph 2: “It is Chó that scares my words away.” he replied.
【possible version】
The sound of it twisted my heart. Now I understood something I didn’t know before: unfriendly Mr. Groll likes Jimmy. And Lien. And Jana. But not me and Chó... Not Me and Cho! An idea brightened my mystery. But I should know why Mr. Groll didn’t talk to me! Driven by confusion, as well as annoyance, I felt my way along the fence to approach my neighbour. The creaky gate creaked open. “Mai! Be careful!” Mr. Groll’s alarmed voice steadied my courage while his hand secured my elbow. “You can please solve my mystery,” I stammered. “Is it because I’m blind that you don’t like me Or because I am a girl from a faraway land ” （108）
“It is Chó that scares my words away.” he replied. “I like you, just as I like Lien, and Jana,” he sounded breathless, maybe because of anxiety or eagerness. “ But you know, I am just afraid of your dog.” he continued. His earnest explanation made everything come to light. “Come with me.” I told him, “Make acquaintance with Chó.” I led him to Chó, and told Mr. Groll how gentle Chó was. Then I took Mr. Groll’s hand in mine and guided it to Cho's head. Hesitantly, Mr. Groll stroked Chó's ears. Friendly Chó thumped her tail. And now that the mystery was solved, our new friendship could begin.（100）
GPT version:
Paragraph 1: The sound of it twisted my heart. My fingers tightened around the harness as Mr. Groll's voice broke through the morning air. "You know, Mai," he said, "I've been thinking. Maybe it's not such a good idea for you to walk around here with that dog of yours. What if she suddenly attacks someone " My heart pounded in my chest. Chó, attack someone She wouldn't hurt a fly! I opened my mouth to protest, but no words came out. The fear of Mr. Groll's disapproval had silenced me. We walked away, the silence between us like an invisible barrier.（92）
Paragraph 2: “It is Chó that scares my words away.” he replied. I turned around, surprised. Mr. Groll was standing at his fence."I'm sorry, Mai," he said with a mixture of guilt and sadness. "I shouldn't have said those things. When I see you with Chó, it makes me ..." "I understand," I said softly,touched by his honesty."But Chó is not here to hurt anyone. She's here to help me. And together, we can do anything." Mr. Groll nodded, and for the first time, we talked happily . From that day on, we walked by his yard with a newfound understanding. The roses still whispered their greetings, and Mr. Groll still stood at his fence, but now, there was no more fear or silence between us. (114)
2 诸暨市2023年12月高三诊断性试题 比赛类---绝地反击的守门员
The Save
Instantly Casey raised her hand, she feared she had made an awful mistake.
“OK,” Coach said. “Casey will be goalie (守门员) in the fourth quarter.”
Casey nodded uneasily. She had just joined the Eagles. Now she had volunteered to be goalie, a position that required confidence, which she lacked.
Casey swallowed hard when taking her turn in front of the goal for pregame warm-ups. The goal suddenly looked as big as a movie screen.
When Casey jogged over to her dad near the sidelines, she said quietly, “I can not do it.”, blinking back tears. “Sure you can,” Dad encouraged her. “Just keep your head up and be aggressive (好斗的). You might surprise yourself.”
The game kicked off and Casey’s teammates scored three quick goals. Clearly, they were the better team mostly because their opponents’ best player was at a piano recital (演奏会). At halftime the Eagles led 4 to 0. But then she noticed the Comets’ star, number 25 racing toward the field. The piano recital had ended.
Number 25 was flashing across the field, dribbling (带球) past defenders. She zipped past several players and kicked the ball hard into the goal. It was 4 to 1. Two minutes later, number 25 intercepted (拦截) a pass and weaved down (穿行) the field, controlling the ball as if it were tied to her foot. She scored again. It was 4 to 2.
Casey felt her stomach tighten. Soon she would be the one helplessly guarding the goal.
The whistle went. Number 25 scored a third time. The Eagles led by one goal.
“OK, Casey,” Coach said as the Eagles huddled up before the fourth quarter. “You go in goal.”
Casey stood in front of the net. She yelled for her teammates, who were dominating the game again. They hadn’t scored, but Casey hadn’t had to make any saves either. Number 25 appeared to be tired.
Casey’s heart raced whenever the ball came. But each time it was kicked away. Now there were two minutes left. “Hurry up,” Casey thought. “If I never have to touch the ball, we’ll win the game. I’ll never...”
Para 1: Suddenly number 25 had the ball and was racing up the side-line.
Para 2: Casey backed quickly to ward the net as number 25 sent another shot.
Possible version:
Suddenly number 25 had the ball and was racing up the side-line. She, keeping the ball on a steady roll in front of her, darted past one player after another. Then she cut sharply, angling directly toward the goal. Casey’s heart was pounding. Now number 25 was just ten yards away. “Be aggressive,” Casey told herself, keeping her body between the ball and the goal. Number 25 planted her right foot and swung her left leg with a powerful kick that launched the ball like a rocket. Casey stretched as far as she could and felt a sting as the ball slapped her fingertips and blew past. She glanced back and saw the ball slam off the post and bounce toward the corner of the field. But Number 25 was there in an instant.
Casey backed quickly toward the net as number 25 sent another shot. Casey dived. The ball sizzled through her hands and thudded again her chest. She squeezed her arms tightly, hugging the ball like a puppy. What a wonderful feeling! Casey rolled to her feet, ran a few steps and kicked the ball toward the midfield, where it bounced toward the other end. “Way to go, goalie!” Casey looked to the sideline, where her dad was yelling. “Nice save!” her teammates congratulated her. The clock ran out and there went the referee’s whistle. Casey, beaming with pleasure, ran off the field with her teammates to celebrate their victory. Out of breath, she called, “Hey, Coach, can I play goalie next time, too ”
2023学年第一学期浙江省四校联盟联考试题 成长类--- 给狗狗洗澡
阅读下面材料，根据其内容和所给段落开头语续写两段，使之构成一篇 完整的短文。
It was a hot day in Florida. The school year had just ended and it was time for summer vacation. We had just gotten a little black dog who we named One-Eyed. We chose that name because he could only see out of one eye.
Everybody wanted to do something for the dog: feed him, teach him tricks and take long walks with him. Everybody was so happy to have this active, playful and shaggy new addition to our family. Everybody, that is, except my mom and me.
All my mom saw when she looked at the dog was someone else to clean up after. Shedding, messy, muddy, he pounced all over the house. All Mom seemed to care about was getting the house cleaned. My mom began to put Clorox(高乐氏漂白水) in the bathtub. There was no messing with Mom when she started cleaning, so I decided to move out of the way, Actually, getting out of the way is a move I’d been practicing for a long time.
Being the youngest in my family has had its advantages, of course. More than a few times I was spoiled or everyone said I was the cutest. But being the youngest also came with its fair share of troubles. “You’re too young!” “You’ll mess this up!” they’d often say. I knew that my family loved me but I couldn’t wait to show them I could do things by myself.
Every time I asked my brother or my sister if I could pet One-Eyed, they would shout, “No!” or tell me that I had germs and if I touched One- Eyed he would die! I really believed them. Once I even confessed to my mom that I touched the dog when no one noticed. At first, my mom seemed very confused about what I was telling her, but then she realized. My mom scolded my brother and sister, “You better stop teasing your little brother!” Little brother! That's exactly what I was. That really got my blood boiling! Secretly, I decided, I’ll show them what a little kid can do!”
Paragraphl: That afternoon, I took the dog and sneaked into the bathroom.
Paragraph 2: I thought my mom would punish me, but she was just standing there and laughing.
One possible version:
That afternoon, I took the dog and sneaked into the bathroom. “I’m going to give you a bath!” I announced. One-Eyed looked at me strangely, obviously not understanding what I was saying. I took my sister’s shampoo and poured the whole bottle into the bathtub. Then I coaxed the dog in and started scrubbing the dirt off him with our towels. However, things quickly got messy. Soap and water splashed everywhere; bubbles floated like tiny, soapy snowflakes. One-Eyed shook himself vigorously and barked excitedly, soon turning the bathroom into a wet battleground. It should have been my secret mission, but now, it turned into a disaster! Panicking, I ran out to seek help, only to find my mom at the door.
I thought my mom would punish me, but she was just standing there and laughing. “Well, well, what do we have here ” she chuckled, wiping away tears of laughter. I stammered, admitting everything. Instead of scolding me, she bent down and gave me a gentle hug, “I knew you just want to help.” Straightening up, she suggested, “Now shall we clean up the mess together, young man ” “Yes, ma’am!” I nodded. Even though we never actually had a conversation about my being the youngest, I think Mom understood I was trying to make my own place in our family. Bathing the dog might not sound like a Declaration of Independence, but for a six-year-old, well, it was my best shot!
Z20名校联盟（浙江省名校新高考研究联盟）2024届高三第二次联考 亲情类---子续学业父子和解
Jeff and I had many conversations during the year, but I will always remember the time he told me about his family. His father, a successful physician, was cold and strict in Jeff’s words. His father had even paved the way for Jeff to attend the same college from which he had graduated.
Jeff was twenty-seven and a successful business planner at a company—without a degree. His passion was skiing. When he graduated from high school, he decided to decline his father’s offer and, instead, to work with a ski patrol (滑雪巡逻队). With pain in his eyes, Jeff told me he still remembered the day when he told his father he was going to give up college and take a job at a ski resort.
Hearing Jeff’s decision, his father looked off into the distance. Then came the words that still echoed in Jeff’s mind: “You lazy kid. No son of mine is going to work with a ski patrol and does not attend college. I should have known you’d never amount to anything!” The two had not spoken since that conversation.
Later, he was back in the area near where he grew up and he certainly did not want his father to know he was attending college. He was doing this for himself, not for his father. He said it over and over again. Jeff’s sister had always remained supportive of Jeff’s decisions. She stayed in contact with their father, but Jeff had made her promise that she would not share any information about his life with him.
The day when the graduation ceremony came, I walked around talking to people before it started. I noticed a man with a confused expression.
“Excuse me,” he said as he politely approached me. “What is happening here today ”
“It’s graduation day,” I replied, smiling. “Well, that’s odd,” he said, “my daughter asked me to meet her at this address.” His eyes sparkled and he smiled. “Maybe she completed her associate’s degree and wanted to surprise me!” I helped him find a seat.
Para 1: As I left him, he said, “Thank you. By the way, my name’s Dr. Holstrom.”
Para 2: Jeff was the last person to cross the stage.
One possible version:
As I left him, he said, “Thank you. By the way, my name’s Dr. Holstrom.”The name ringing
in my mind, I froze on the spot. Jeff Holstrom! Could this be the cold, strict father who demanded his son should attend college or never enter his home again Curiosity and doubt welling up,I turned around to get a glimpse of Dr. Holstrom, attempting to find some facial resemblances.Smiling and scanning, Dr. Holstrom seemed to be looking for his daughter. Speeches given, the dean began to read the names of the graduates, inviting them onto the stage one by one to
receive their diplomas.
Jeff was the last person to cross the stage. Having received his diploma, he turned toward the audience, excited with joy. Suddenly, a long figure popped into his eyes—Dr. Holstrom. I was not sure how Jeff spotted him in the crowd, but I could tell their eyes met. Dr. Holstrom, gazing at Jeff thoughtfully for a few seconds, opened his arms as if to embrace the air around him. For a moment time seemed to stand still. Jeff came down, smiling with tears in eyes. “My father is here,” he whispered to me,“I think I’m going home.”
决胜新高考—2024 届高三年级大联考 救助类---救援宠物狗于火灾中
Wally, my goldendoodle, has come to work with me every day since the start of the pandemic. He was there on the morning this February when a colleague came into my office and said, “The dog resort’s on fire.” My initial reaction was disbelief. 1 know the resort well — it’s just across the road from my office and offers daycare and boarding services for pets. Wally had stayed there when he was a puppy.
I got up from my desk, and thought, “OK, Wally, you’re staying here.” He gets anxious when I leave, so I shut the door behind me.
It was a surprisingly nice day for that time of year in Seattle, but as I got outside I saw the big plume of grey-black smoke above us. You could smell it, too. The smoke was barrelling out(涌出)from what looked like the middle of the single-storey warehouse-style building. I later found out the fire had been sparked in a dryer vent, causing hundreds of thousands of dollars in damage.
By that point, the firefighters were at the scene. There was so much noise. Suddenly it hit us: we’ve got to get the dogs out. A handful of colleagues, along with people from other nearby businesses, made their way to the building and started grabbing dogs that were being herded (聚集)to the entrance by the firefighters inside.
Our offices have a big gated yard, so we decided to get them in there first. We would pick them up and give them attention. We each had a different role. Some were to help secure the yard with plywood so the dogs couldn’t escape while others were to comfort them as most of the smaller dogs were scared.
Para 1: We tried to catch the running dogs as fast as we could.
Para 2: It seemed much more emotional for the owners.
One possible version:
We tried to catch the running dogs as fast as we could. However, it was no easy task. Some of them ran so fast, while others stayed far away from us out of fear. After about an hour’s struggle, we got most of the dogs into our yard, but a few of them remained unsettled. Just when I was on the edge of giving up, one of my colleagues suggested turning to Wally for help. I agreed and let out Wally, with whose help we finally settled all the dogs. Meanwhile, most of the dog owners hurried to pick up their dogs as soon as they heard of the accident.
It seemed much more emotional for the owners. Seeing the burning dog resort, all of them fell into despair. However, when we told them that their dogs were kept in our yard, safe and sound, they all sighed with relief, as though a great burden had been taken off their minds. After learning how we got their dogs back, they all expressed their sincere thanks to us, as well as to Wally. Seeing the happy reunion of the owners with their dogs, I couldn’t help thinking that if we can make one’s day, why don’t we try it.
台州12月名校联盟 成长类---做艺术造型蛋糕
The air was getting cooler. The leaves were starting to fall from the trees that lined the streets. As Nicole walked from school to the small bakery shop her mother had just started, she buttoned her sweater and looked up into the blue sky. Her mother expected her to walk the three blocks from school, but she was always standing on the steps of her bakery shop, waving and waiting for Nicole.
Nicole always told about her day as her mom poured a small glass of milk. After her snack, Nicole completed her homework and then was allowed to help in the bakery. Recently, her mother taught her how to frost（给糕饼覆上糖霜）and decorate cupcakes. Nicole loved to pipe, or squeeze, the colorful frosting through the pastry tube onto the tops of miniature cakes. She loved hearing the customers’ reactions to her designs.
For as long as Nicole could remember, she loved art. She impressed her teachers every year with watercolor paintings and clay sculptures. She had won the school’s art contest two years in a row and was working on this year’s project when she began decorating cupcakes. Nicole had never considered baking to be an art form until now. She could see how her intricate and imaginative creations were inspiring to her mother’s customers.
Nicole was struggling and having a difficult time thinking of something original for this year’s art contest. The rules stated that the project simply had to be created entirely by the student, without any adult help. There were no restrictions on size or materials.
Para 1: As she sat and decorated a chocolate cupcake with small animal shapes for a child’s birthday party, Nicole had an incredible idea.
Para 2: On the night of the art show, Nicole’s oversized cupcake brought surprised looks from her friends, teachers, and the contest judges.
One possible version:
As she sat and decorated a chocolate cupcake with small animal shapes for a child’s birthday party, Nicole had an incredible idea. "That’s it!" she said out loud. The next day after school, she asked her mother to teach her how to make the cupcakes and frosting. If the rules stated that the entire project had to be made without help, she would have to do it all herself. Nicole spent hours meticulously measuring the ingredients and her first batch of cupcakes turned out perfect. To create the edible canvas she was imagining, Nicole would have to do some math. She doubled the batter and made one giant cupcake in a large round pan. She frosted her giant confection and then went to work, transferring her artwork from a simple sketch to the frosting.
On the night of the art show, Nicole’s oversized cupcake brought surprised looks from her friends, teachers, and the contest judges. Nicole beamed with pride as she explained her creative process, emphasizing the harmony of art and baking in her project. The judges were impressed not only by the technical skill but also by the innovative fusion of two seemingly distinct forms of creativity. The aroma of the baked cupcakes wafted through the room, adding another sensory layer to the experience. After Nicole's giant cupcake earned her the first prize, her mother cut and served her art project. Everyone agreed that it tasted as good as it looked.

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