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2024届广州市天河区六次大考作文范文回顾
一、2023.8 广州市模拟考
熬夜观看世界杯足球赛
（1）
Dear Kevin,
I hope this email finds you well. I want to discuss with you the matter of staying up late to watch the World Cup football matches , as I believe it may not be the most appropriate choice. Allow me to explain my reasons and offer some suggestions.
Firstly, disrupting your regular sleep pattern can result in fatigue, thus ultimately affecting your overall well-being. Secondly, as an exchange student, it is essential to prioritize your studies. Overindulging in late-night matches can potentially distract you from your academic work. Considering these concerns, I suggest you strike a balance between your passion for football and your need for adequate sleep. You may consider recording the matches and watching them at a more suitable time without compromising your sleep routine or academic commitments.
I sincerely hope you take these suggestions into consideration.
(2)
Dear Kevin,
I hope this email finds you well. Hearing you’re planning to stay up late for the World Cup match, I wanted to share some thoughts with you. Your excitement for soccer is great, but I wanted to mention a few things about staying up late.
Staying awake too long can affect your health. Our bodies need enough rest to stay strong and focused. Also, as an exchange student, doing well in your studies is important. Staying up late could make it tough to pay attention in class and study effectively.
Could I suggest finding a balance Maybe adjust your schedule a bit to fit in both the match and some good sleep. That way, you can enjoy the game without hurting your health or studies.
Please take this advice in a caring way. I’m looking out for your well-being and success.
参加游泳比赛
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Every afternoon for the next month, Sandro trained really hard. He swam lap after lap, visualizing the upcoming competition and the opportunity it held to win recognition and friends. With each stroke, he felt a growing sense of purpose and determination. As
the day of the competition drew closer, Sandro’s confidence continued to build. He could feel the progress he had made during those hard training afternoons, and he knew he was ready to face the big challenge. On the day of the competition, he was overwhelmed with nerves and excitement. Standing at the edge of the pool, Sandro watched his competitors, trying to maintain his focus. The time finally came. He took a deep breath, blocking out the doubts that had once clouded his mind as he heard the sound of the gun.
Sandro dived into the pool confidently like other competitors. His strokes were strong and steady as he powered through the water. And, the cheers from the audience were a mix of encouragement and surprise. In those moments, he wasn’t just racing for himself; he was racing for the newfound sense of belonging he had discovered through his hard work and Eddie’s guidance. As he approached the final stretch, he could hear the roar of the crowd and feel the energy of the moment. Touching the wall with a burst of determination, he felt a sense of achievement washing over him. The race might not have brought him a trophy, but it had brought something far more valuable — friendship, recognition, and the belief that he could overcome any challenge that came his way.
(2)
Every afternoon for the next month, Sandro trained really hard. Starting position, starting dive, turning, pushing off, touching the timing pad, all details, he practised them over and over. Whenever he was exhausted, Eddie’s words echoed in his mind and supplied extra energy to him. “Maybe I can’t be the champion of the game, but I can be the champion for myself.” He spoke in a low mumble to himself after he finished the last training. Finally, the day of competition arrived. With the sound of the starting gun piercing through the air, the race began as expected.
Sandro dived into the pool confidently like other competitors. He swam as freely as a fish. 150 meters covered, he was left behind by two competitors. In the last 50 meters, Sandra swam magnificently, with his arms pushing forward fast, his legs hitting the water hard. Finally, the championship was still out of his reach. When the result was announced that Sandro won third place, however, other players congratulated him, the audience in the stadium bursting into thunderous applause. As teacher Eddie said, he won the recognition and respect from others, with his effort.
二、2023.12广州市调研考
(1)
Ways to Relieve Stress
Recently a survey was carried out about ways to relieve stress. 80% of the respondents said they like to watch videos to relax, followed closely by listening to music. Comparatively, only a small number of students chose exercise or talking to others.
While videos and music are fun, spending too much time on them can make us rely too much on our phones and ignore more important things. There are actually better options available. For example, doing exercise or talking with friends not only relieves stress but also brings us closer to each other.
So, if we are feeling a lot of stress, it’s a good idea to try different ways to relax. But most importantly, we should focus on things that help both our body and mind.
That’s all from me. Thank you!
(2)
Ways to Relieve Stress
Recently a survey was carried out about ways to relieve stress. Surprisingly, approximately 4/5 of the respondents regarded watching videos as their preferred way to ease stress, closely followed by listening to music. In contrast, only a small percent of individuals chose sports or chatting with others as means of reducing their psychological burden.
While videos and music offer amusement and fascination, excessive indulgence can intensify our dependence on smartphones, thus distracting our attention from our studies and daily lives. In fact, alternative approaches, such as sports and social interaction, can offer greater benefits. Not only does participating in sports promote physical well-being, but communicating with our friends and parents can also provide comfort.
Therefore, I suggest that senior three students adopt a combination of stress-relief methods, prioritizing those that enhance both our physical and mental health. Thank you for listening!
萤火虫
(1)
“Meg, there’s something outside I want to show you,” I whispered. Meg quickly covered her eyes with her hands. “I don’t want to look,” She sniffled. “Come to the window, OK It’s something you will like. I’m here. You’ll be all right.” I promised. When we were finally reached the window, I quietly switched off the lamp. A whisper of cool, damp air sifted through the screen of the open window. Outside, thick chunks of trees reached up into black clouds of leaves and fireflies hovered around like twinkling stars. Meg pressed her hands against the window, pushing herself away. But then she noticed them. Her stiffened arms relaxed.
“Tiny fairies, Mike!” she said, pressing her forehead against the window, “Everywhere!” They weren’t fairies, of course. But the winking lights really existed and were, in my opinion, better than magic. I wanted to tell Meg about these incredible insects that flashed in the dark, signaling to each other. Then I looked down into Meg’s shining eyes, and I decided she could learn about fireflies some other time. Meg was so absorbed in the breathtaking scene that she completely forgot her homesickness and soon fell asleep against my shoulder. I guess it turned out that I could handle everything—with a little help from the magical fairies.
(2)
“Meg, there’s something outside I want to show you,” I whispered. With a tender smile and a touch of anxiety, I approached my little princess. Kneeling down, I wrapped my arm around her. Still fixing her eyes on the window, Meg whimpered, her voice quivering, “Mike, I don’t like the dark.” “I know, I know,” I soothed, gently running my fingers through her hair. “But hey, do you remember the tiny fairies we read about in the forest They are here to protect you!” She turned to me with watery eyes, her face etched with curiosity. Encouraged by my reassurance and steady voice, she followed me to the window.
“Tiny fairies, Mike!” she said, pressing her forehead against the window, “Everywhere!” Outside, a troop of fireflies twinkled like tiny fairies, casting a soft, magical glow in the darkness. Meg’s excitement bubbled over as she watched the fascinating dance of light outside. The night enveloped us with its gentle embrace, wrapping us in a blanket decorated with diamonds and warmth. Together, we marveled at the beauty of nature’s own miniature spectacle, feeling as if we had stepped into a page of Meg’s beloved fairy book. After a while, Meg’s eyes grew heavy and she peacefully drifted off to sleep. I was quite certain she would meet her fairies in her dreams.
(3)
“Meg, there’s something outside I want to show you,” I whispered. Amusement tinged my voice as I tried to draw her attention to the outside. “It’s too dark!” Meg shook her head, with fear written all over her face. Before I could say anything else, she burst into tears and curled up in my arms, begging me to take her home. “Do you want to see the tiny fairies ” I whispered again, praying quietly that I could capture her interest. Much to my relief, the mention of “fairies” seemed to work wonders. Meg dried her tears, looking up at me with misty eyes filled with curiosity. “Where are they ” she asked eagerly as I placed her by the window, drawing back the curtains to reveal the gleaming fireflies.
“Tiny fairies, Mike!” she said, leaning her forehead against the window, “Everywhere!” There in the dark of the night, an enchanting scene unfolded as numerous fireflies illuminated the surroundings. “Fairies are magical. They drive away the darkness!” Meg exclaimed with sheer delight, completely forgetting her fear. “Yes, they are!” I nodded with a smile of agreement. She chattered excitedly about the magical fairies until she grew drowsy. Resting in my arms, Meg gazed outside the window with rapt attention, completely captivated by the gleaming creatures. It didn’t take long before she fell sound asleep. Stroking her head affectionately, I breathed a sigh of relief. A sense of achievement rose up, not only for my success in lulling my little sister to sleep, but also for helping her overcome her fear of darkness.
三、2024. 1 天河区一模
(1)
Could AI replace human jobs
Artificial intelligence (AI) has been making significant strides in recent years, and there is no doubt that it has the potential to replace some human jobs.
AI can perform certain tasks faster and more accurately than humans, especially in fields such as data analysis, medical diagnose and automated production, which could lead to disappearance of some jobs that are currently performed by humans. By 2025, 85 million jobs will be replaced by automation and technology, the World Economic Forum predicts.
We all understand that “Change is always the only constant”. This goes to the change of jobs, too. With the development of new science and technology, human jobs will certainly change, just like many manual labor jobs replaced by machines in the 18th and 19th century.
While AI has the potential to replace human jobs, we must think about what makes us human and understand how the jobs involve these, that is, empathy, creativity, judgement and so on.
(2)
Could AI replace human jobs
Artificial intelligence (AI) has been making striking progress in recent years. However, it could not replace all human jobs.
Above all, AI cannot copy creativity, emotional intelligence, and critical thinking skills that humans possess, which are essential for many jobs. Furthermore, the development of AI technology will likely create new job opportunities in areas such as AI research and programming. Therefore, it is unlikely that AI will completely replace human jobs, but rather, it will change the nature of work and require humans to adapt to new skill sets.
In conclusion, while AI technology has the potential to replace some human jobs, its impact on the job market will depend on how it is integrated into various industries. It is important for individuals and organizations to adapt to these changes and acquire new skills to remain competitive in the job market.
学做饭
I researched for many recipes and decided to start with the easiest one. I saw a video online and decided to make a sandwich as my premiere dish. Guided by the recipe, I sliced a tomato first. Then I fried an egg within precise time limit and baked two pieces of bread in precise size. Last, I added some salt and pepper powder of the exact weight and finally a sandwich was ready. It was really good-looking, but the taste ...er.... “Try adding more pepper. And some tomato sauce. Be creative!” Mom encouraged me. So I did. This was by no means an authentic sandwich recipe, but it was amazingly delicious! (The flavor inspired me to learn more about all the other ingredients that went into making such an easy but valuable dish).
With the very first successful dish, I felt my strong interest in making more. Previous fear transformed into interest and obsession. I undertook the task of the breakfast for the whole family, and made different types of meals like Tacos, egg rolls and many more. Mom helped capture the moments of me creating new dishes. It finally dawned on me that the dishes I create are a physical and delicious representation of me taking risks and trying new things, something that’s always been hard for me as I used to sticking to my comfort zone. That’s the beauty of my new hobby.
四、2024.3 广州市一模
我最喜爱的课外活动
(1)
At our school, there are various extracurricular activities available for students, and my favorite is participating in the Chinese traditional music orchestra. We play ancient Chinese instruments like the Erhu and Guzheng, and I practice, rehearse, and perform with the group.
Being part of this orchestra provides a strong sense of cultural identity and allows me to express myself through music, while also improving my skills. Through the music we play, I feel connected to my Chinese roots and have the opportunity to showcase the richness and beauty of Chinese culture. Moreover, it helps me cultivate discipline and perseverance, and encourages me to pursue excellence. Overall, this activity fills me with immense pride and joy, and has helped me become a better self.
(2)
As the curtain rises, the lights shine bright, the stage is set, and the actors are prepared. That’s why I enjoy staying after school — the unique atmosphere of our school’s English Drama Club.
This club has always been a place of magic, allowing us to escape our daily routines and delve into our creativity. It’s a community of students who all love the dramatic arts and are guided by experienced teachers in acting, directing, and producing. Beyond the performances, it has helped me gain confidence and form lasting friendships. We support each other through rehearsals and performances, and celebrate our successes together. Additionally, it has improved my English language skills.
In summary, it has been a rewarding experience that has helped me develop as both a person and an actor.
(3)
Every Wednesday and Friday, as I enter the Debate Club, a wave of excitement and wisdom fills the air. This after-school activity has become my escape from the repetitive routine of textbooks and exams. Engaging in heated discussions on a wide range of topics, I analyze, argue, listen, and confidently express my thoughts.
Being part of the debate club has helped me develop and improve my critical thinking, public speaking, and research abilities, which are crucial for personal growth. It challenges me intellectually, enhances my communication skills, and broadens my understanding across various subjects. Moreover, the club’s supportive community of like-minded individuals motivates me to do my best and strive for success.
Overall, participating in the debate club has enriched my high school experience and equipped me with invaluable skills that will undoubtedly benefit me in the future.
(4)
Since childhood, I’ve dreamt of flying like a bird. While it’s impossible for humans to fly, this passion led me to join the Bird Watching Club during my Senior One year.
Guided by three knowledgeable biology teachers, we went to Haizhu Lake twice a month, where we learned to operate bird-watching equipment, record movements of birds and conduct basic analyses. We even visited different observation sites at varying times of the day to learn more about the natural behaviors of the birds.
I cherish this extracurricular activity not only for its practical application of biology from textbooks but also for the opportunity it provides to connect with nature and collaborate within a team. Moreover, I’ve gained valuable experience in scientific observation and critical thinking, which may expand my future career prospects. I sincerely hope our school continues to organize such enriching extracurricular activities to improve students’ overall development.
打篮球比赛
(1)
However, his team was now one point behind the Lions. The clock ticked mercilessly. Although his throat was dry and his muscles screamed, George couldn’t afford to stop. Breaking his father’s record was within reach, just two points away. At this moment, he felt all eyes on him from his teammates. With the ball in hand and two Lions’ players guarding against him, George hesitated, resisting the urge to shoot. Taking a deep breath, he scanned the court and found an open opportunity. In a split second, George made his decision and passed the ball to David.
With no defenders around, David turned and shot at the basket. As the ball flew through the air, time seemed to freeze. The audience was in silence. George watched, his heart pounding in his chest. The gym rocked with thunderous applause when the ball went through the net. George rushed to David and held him in his arms. He had won, not just as a scorer but as a leader. In that moment, George understood. It wasn’t about breaking records, but the shared victory that mattered the most. He had not only honored his father’s legacy but also created his own in a different way.
(2)
However, his team was now one point behind the Lions. As the tension in the air thickened, his teammates held a firm belief that George could once again be the game changer, just as he had been before. With all eyes on the field, George began a determined attack, aiming to break his dad’s record while leading the team to a crucial victory. However, closely marked by his opponents, George couldn’t advance even an inch. Time slipped away, and he struggled with increasing anxiety. Suddenly, his dad’s words rang out in his mind: “Trade the record for a win! Yes!” Pretending to make a drive towards the basket, he scanned the court for his teammates and chances. David was open! George skillfully passed the ball to his trusted teammate.
With no defenders around, David turned and shot at the basket. The ball sailed through the air, tracing a graceful arc before dropping into the basket just as the final whistle sounded. The entire team erupted into cheers for their triumph, while the audience burst into applause for their outstanding performance. Glancing at the scoreboard, George broke into a broad smile, as if all his regrets had been washed away. He knew he would be remembered as the leader of the championship team, even if not the top scorer—a realization he considered more significant for a basketball player. Once again, it rang true: while a top player may score highly, it is the team that secures victory.
(3)
However, his team was now one point behind the Lions. This intensified the pressure on George as he felt the weight of his dad’s record on his shoulders. Skillfully moving the ball down the court, he sensed the opposing team’s defense tightening around him, making it hard to find a chance to shoot. In that critical moment, his dad’s words echoed in his mind: “I would have traded every shot for a win.” It dawned on George that breaking the scoring record wasn’t just about personal glory; it was about leading his team to victory. Faced with this situation, George made a crucial decision. He chose to trust his teammates and create opportunities for them to score. Spotting David unguarded at the three-point line, George quickly passed the ball to him without hesitation.
With no defenders around, David turned and shot at the basket. The ball flew through the air with precision, smoothly passing through the basket. The crowd burst into cheers as the Bears took the lead by two points! The whistle blew, marking the end of the game. As the Lions stood on the court celebrating their hard-earned victory, George couldn’t help but feel a sense of fulfillment. He looked over at his dad, who was glowing with pride. Breaking the scoring record no longer mattered to George. What truly counted was the bond he had built with his teammates. He had come to appreciate the essence of sports: the selflessness and teamwork, values his dad had passed down to him.
五、2024. 4 天河区二模
父母干涉
Dear troubled,
From your letters I’ve learnt that your parents care too much about your study, which annoys you a lot. Actually, it is very common in every family, but it is not a big problem if we approach it properly.
Parents intervene in our study for various reasons. For one thing, they attach great importance to our education in the hope that we have a bright future. But sometimes they display so much anxiety, although unintentionally, that they really stress us out. For another, we tend to avoid communication with our parents, especially about our academic work, leaving them more eager to know how we are getting on.
Therefore, it is of great significance to understand our parents’ anxiety, embrace their helpful guidance with sincerity. Additionally, heart-to-heart communication helps a lot. We are supposed to share with our parents the challenges we encounter and the progress we achieve in our study. Hopefully, what used to be an annoyance will turn into a blessing.
Loving
Editor
放飞鹦鹉
One day, on the way to feed her, Amar was shocked at what Metto was doing. She slid up the door of the cage, stepped out and settled on the palm trees beside her jungle friend. Amar’s heart sank. He dashed toward them, reaching his hands out to attract Metto back. He called in anxiety, “Come back! Metto, back!” To his disappointment, Metto didn’t fly back on his arm as usual, but instead, took wing and flew away with her friend. Without hesitation, Amar chased them with all his strength but in vain. They finally disappeared in the woods. Realising he lost Metto forever, Amar stood still, looking blankly into the sky for long.
His head hanging down, Amar came back home after a long running. His heart still hurt. “If only I had locked the cage!” Amar thought to himself. Suddenly, he remembered Metto’s words “Da wakht bam teer she”— this shall to be passed. Strangely it eased his grief a bit. He began to realize Metto had taught him something important — the art of prioritizing things. “At last, he prioritized freedom over comfort.” He thought of his own life too. Then Amar decided to prioritize his dream and tell his parents.
六、2024.4.24 广州市二模
讲好中国故事专栏
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Dear Kate,
My name is Li Hua, and I’m thrilled to lead the new column “Telling China’s Stories” for our school’s English newspaper. I’m writing to you for your beneficial advice on our project. Our aim with this column is to share informative and engaging stories about Chinese culture.
We want to help our fellow students gain a better understanding and appreciation of Chinese culture while also improving their ability to tell these stories effectively in English. Given your expertise in storytelling and cultural exchange, we highly value your suggestions or advice regarding the content, format, or any other aspects of the column.
Thank you for your time. We’re eager to hear your thoughts and excited about the possibility of collaborating with you on this exciting project.
Yours Sincerely,
Li Hua
(2)
Dear Kate,
As the leader of the new column “Telling China’s Stories” for our school’s English newspaper, I’m reaching out to discuss and seek your valuable advice.
Our aim is to bridge cultural gaps and promote understanding of China’s rich history and modern achievements. The column will cover a wide range of topics, from traditional Chinese folklore to inspiring modern-day anecdotes, featuring articles by both Chinese and international student contributors. This diverse range of perspectives will better illustrate the uniqueness and charm of Chinese culture.
Therefore, we’re seeking guidance on incorporating bilingual elements and cultural explanations to engage our readership among sister schools worldwide. Your insights as an educator and community member would greatly benefit this initiative.
Thank you for considering our request. I eagerly await your thoughts and suggestions.
Yours Sincerely,
Li Hua
(3)
Dear Kate,
I am Li Hua and I am writing to seek your advice. As the leader of our school newspaper’s new column, “Tell China’s Stories,” my aim is to share the rich narratives of Chinese culture, history, and contemporary developments with our sister schools worldwide.
Each edition will focus on a specific topic, from ancient traditions shaping Chinese society to modern innovations driving China’s development. Stories will highlight individuals’ and communities’ craftsmanship spirit in various fields like science, arts, or social progress. In addition to written articles, we’ll include photos or illustrations for a more immersive experience. I seek your evaluation of this plan and ideas for content, format, and other relevant aspects.
Your guidance will be invaluable in making this column a great success. Looking forward to your reply.
Yours Sincerely,
Li Hua
柏树，艺术夏令营
(1)
His words made me pause and think. As I reflected on his wisdom, I realized that I had been burying my own roots too deep, suffocating my growth and potential, no matter how often I was told about my talent in drawing. I had always unknowingly turned a deaf ear, forgetting to spread my roots outward, to seek nourishment and reach for the sky. Encouraged by Mr. Weston’s words, I decided to reassess my approach to life and started branching out.
The next Monday, I signed up for the camp. Once I was there, I discovered that I didn’t have to be like Emily, jumping into some unfamiliar faces around to prove I was a real artist. From landscapes to portraits, and water color to oil painting, each brushstroke on the canvas was proof and brought me a lot of attention I had never experienced before. I began to make friends with other kids, the boat in my stomach rocking gently in calm waters. It was here that I truly flourished, drawing my own way to reach out for a whole new world.
(2)
His words made me pause and think. Mr. Weston’s comment lingered in my mind as I continued sketching the pine tree’s needles onto the paper. “If you plant the root ball too deep, the tree dies. Their roots grow out, not down — to get enough water and grow tall.” It was as if he was giving me a piece of advice without directly speaking about the art camp. Maybe, just like the pine, I needed to reach out and grow in a different direction to flourish. When I told Mum my decision later that evening, she pulled me into a warm hug, saying, “I’m so proud of you, Tessa. You’re going to have an amazing time.”
The next Monday, I signed up for the camp. The first day of the camp was nerve-wracking. I felt like that little boat in a storm again as I walked into a room full of unfamiliar faces. But as the days went by, I found myself opening up, making friends with other campers who shared my love for art, and together, we explored new techniques and styles. I even tried sculpting and created a small figure that I was proud of. The camp ended too soon, but I left with a newfound confidence in myself and new friendships. As I looked back at the pine tree in the Westons’ yard, I realized that, just like the tree, I had grown and reached new heights during those five days.
(3)
His words made me pause and think. As I reflected on Mr. Weston’s words, the analogy of pine roots growing out, not down, struck a chord with me deeply. Perhaps I could learn something valuable from stepping beyond my comfort zone, just like the tree’s need to spread its roots to grow tall. Surprisingly, even in the absence of my best friend, the idea of the art camp now seemed so appealing. Fueled by this newfound understanding, I eagerly shared my insights with Mum, who listened attentively as I poured out my thoughts. With her approving nod and encouraging gaze, I felt a surge of determination and confidence to embrace the camp as an opportunity for artistic exploration and growth.
The next Monday, I signed up for the camp. As I handed in my registration form, the initial disappointment I felt gradually gave way to a thrilling sense of anticipation, fueled by the countless possibilities awaiting me. Throughout the camp, I immersed myself in interactive workshops, eagerly absorbing new techniques and connecting with fellow art enthusiasts like me. It turned out that the strangers I was initially afraid of were already my friends. From this experience, I realized that embracing unfamiliarity and conquering fears can pave the way for remarkable personal growth and opportunities. The towering pine tree in the Westons’ yard serves as a constant reminder that the strongest growth often springs from venturing into the unknown world.
七、2024.5.21 天河区三模

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