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5.1 读后续写: 情节内在的总分逻辑
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
As the school year wrapped up and the first days of summer vacation stretched out before them, Max, Ava, and Sam had a perfect day planned at their usual community park. This tidy little park was their go-to spot for unwinding and just enjoying some precious leisure time.
Max rushed ahead with a soccer ball under his arm, Ava and Sam trailing closely behind, full of energy. It was the kind of day that promised endless fun and carefree laughter. But as they stepped into the park, their heart sank. The once-beloved playground was now a chaotic mess of discarded trash (乱扔的垃圾) - candy wrappers stuck in the slide’s metal bars, plastic bottles rolling in the wind, and chip bags lying underfoot.
"Look at this!" Ava shouted in disbelief as she pointed to the garbage near the swings.
Max’s face darkened with frustration. The three friends stood frozen, their eyes scanning the playground area. The once clean slides and swings were now buried under a layer of candy wrappers and plastic bottles. Ava cast a glance (瞥一眼) at the walking trails, where garbage seemed to have taken over, with discarded bags and cans lying everywhere. Sam looked out at the grassy fields-a disaster. The park was vast, but every corner seemed to have been touched by the carelessness of others.
"Who would be so thoughtless " Max whispered, shaking his head.
Sam kicked a plastic bottle in anger, sending it flying across the grass. "It’s not just thoughtless-it’s disrespectful."
Ava sighed thoughtfully but suddenly her face lit up. "We can’t just leave it like this. Why don’t we do something about it We can, say, form a Cleanup Squad (清洁小分队) ..." she said, her voice soft but determined. 【段-】
Max and Sam exchanged an excited glance.
They agreed with her suggestion.
The idea of becoming a "Cleanup Squad" gave them a sense of purpose they hadn’t expected that morning.
So they started cleaning up the playground.
In minutes, their frustration was replaced by immediate actions.
Max and Sam started picking up wrappers with determination, using a few discarded bags as temporary gloves, Ava carefully gathered the plastic bottles into a neat pile.
They were very happy, because ...
Their laughter returned - not from the games, but from the passion and devotion as they worked together.
What was supposed to be a ruined day became a series of meaningful deeds.
【段二】
Unexpectedly, other park-goers joined in as they did the cleanup.
Some joggers stopped to help gather cans, while a mom with her kid offered extra trash bags. Even some passers-by volunteered to join their efforts.
The Cleanup Squad had started with just three friends, but with time going by, it felt like the entire community came together with a shared responsibility.
By the time they finished, the playground area and the walking trails were tidy again, free of trash.
A gentle breeze carried the scent of the fresh grass, and the park was once again peaceful and welcoming for a new day of summer fun.
5.3 读后续写:融入新环境
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
Li Ming was a 17-year-old exchange student from China. With a heart full of dreams and a little bit of nervousness, he flew to the United Kingdom to start a new adventure. He had always imagined what it would be like to walk through the historic streets of England and meet people from different parts of the world. But as soon as he arrived at his new school, he felt a little unsure.
In his new class, Li Ming struggled to start conversations with his British classmates. They spoke so quickly and used words and phrases he didn’t understand. When he tried to join their conversations, he felt shy about his accent and worried that he might say something wrong. He also noticed that British students seemed to value their personal space more than he was used to, which made it even harder for him to find the right moment to start a meaningful talk.
Group work was even harder. During a group project in literature class, Li Ming had trouble explaining his ideas clearly, feeling like his ideas were getting lost in translation. And he started to doubt himself.
Social events outside of class were just as difficult. At a school party, Li Ming watched his classmates laugh, dance, and sing along to the latest pop songs. He felt left out, not knowing the songs or the dance moves. He wanted to join the fun, but the fear of looking silly kept him on the sidelines.
One day, the school announced a talent show. Li Ming, who practiced traditional Chinese kung fu, really wanted to try. While he was hesitating, a group of British students interested in cultural performances invited him to join them. Li Ming agreed.
【段一】共 84 词
During their practice, the group was amazed by Li Ming’s Chinese kung fu.
His smooth yet powerful movements were filled with precision and grace, capturing everyone’s attention. (precise / graceful)
On the night of the talent show, Li Ming stepped onto the stage in a traditional kung fu outfit, and performed a series of impressive moves.
As his final move ended in a strong posture, the audience cheered and went into a wild applause.
At that moment, Li Ming just stood there, breathing heavily, his heart beating fast. This was the first time he had felt truly seen and accepted.
【段二】共 96 词
After the show, Li Ming noticed some changes happening.
Students who had barely spoken to him now smiled and greeted him warmly in the hallway.
A few even asked him to teach them more kung fu moves during lunch breaks.
In class, his group members began to listen more carefully to his ideas.
Though he still struggled with the language, the fear that once held him back started to fade.
The school didn’t feel so unfamiliar anymore-it was starting to feel like a place where he could truly belong.
By sharing his own culture, Li Ming finally found a bridge to connect with others.
5.6 读后续写:合理安排有效细节
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
Tom Perry concentrated hard. The rocket competition would begin shortly. Every detail mattered, and he was determined not to overlook a single one. The pressure was huge, but Tom was accustomed to being on top. He had never tasted defeat, and he wasn’t about to start now.
The other children rarely approached him, and when they did, it felt forced. Tom preferred to keep to himself, confident in his ability to win yet again. He assembled (组装) his launch platform with great care, sorting through engines, igniters (点火器), and other tools in his toolbox. Suddenly, his igniter wire slipped from his grasp and disappeared into the grass. In a panic, he found another and carefully fitted it into place.
Tom checked his rocket again. It was perfect, but when he glanced at the others’ rockets, he found lots of problems immediately. One rocket, however, had the look of a winner. And Tom’s heart sank. A thin boy carried it carefully.
"Hi," a voice interrupted his focus. It was the thin boy, Ed, offering a nervous smile, "Nice rocket." Tom whispered thanks, eyes on his tools. He asked Ed where he tested his rockets because he had never seen him at the competitions before. Ed said he just practiced alone behind his house. Although Tom felt a bit nervous, he pretended not to care much about the contest. "Good luck," said Tom, and he continued to concentrate on his own rocket.
As Ed lifted his rocket, Tom felt an increasing anxiety. Just then, he noticed a fin (尾翼) on Ed’s rocket had loosened. But Ed hadn’t noticed it. Tom felt a bit sorry but decided not to say anything.
As Ed’s turn approached, Tom’s heart jumped. He had to speak up, despite the risk of losing. "Ed, hold up!" he shouted, drawing the attention of the crowd.
【段一】共 112 词
Ed stopped, turned around and looked at Tom confusedly.
For a moment, the entire field fell silent.
"Your fin," Tom said, pointing to Ed’s rocket. "It’s loose."
Surprised, Ed bent down to check his rocket, then realized Tom was right.
He gave Tom a grateful look, quickly fixed the fin, and went back to the launch line.
Whispers rippled through the watching crowd-some were surprised at Tom’s words, while others nodded in quiet respect.
Soon, Ed’s rocket soared into the sky with incredible performance, winning cheers from the crowd.
Later, Tom’s rocket also made an excellent flight, but not as high or as far.
When the results were announced, Ed took the first place, while Tom was ranked the second.
【段二】共 95 词
Tom felt the pain of defeat but also a sense of pride.
For the first time, he wasn’t the winner. But instead of bitterness, he felt something new: connection.
When standing on the winner’s platform, Ed looked down, spotted Tom in the crowd, and waved him up.
"I owe my success all to Tom," he declared sincerely.
Tom felt a warm flush rise in his cheeks as applause surrounded him.
He stepped up, really smiling, as Ed clapped him on the back.
That day, Tom lost a competition but gained something far more significant: a friend, and the recognition of those he had kept at a distance.
5.8 读后续写:总分逻辑和补充细节的思路
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
The car turned onto the familiar road that led to Grandma’s farm. "Jude, this summer holiday will be a great chance for you to stay with your grandma," Dad said as he drove. Every moment, we were moving farther away from the city, the place where I knew how to do things right.
The car engine wasn’t off before Grandma hugged me. I slowly dragged myself out of the car. "Jude, you look unhappy. Why " Grandma asked. She acted like nothing bad had happened last time. Could I ask how much money her neighbor Mr. Jackson had lost because of my mistake Was he still upset with me "I’m fine," I answered. "I’m just missing my computer puters are something I’m good at." "That sounds disappointing." Grandma nodded.
I liked visiting the farm during breaks before I messed things up last summer. Grandma lived alone and Mr. Jackson was like family to her. Then one day I forgot to lock the gate and let the goats into his flower beds. He lost almost all his roses for the farmers’ market.
Now, back at the farm, I felt nervous. I was trying to hide in the room when I saw Mr. Jackson! He was opening the door and calling Grandma. "I need help!" he yelled to her. "Just a second for the freshly harvested roses!" That was when he saw me. I felt my heart tighten and was ready for his criticism. I deserved it. He had probably been waiting for this moment since last summer.
However, Mr. Jackson greeted me happily, "Great, Jude is here! Your grandma always tells us you are a wonderfully competent (有能力的) computer programmer." I shook my head. "I am not competent. I am sorry I messed things up." He was surprised and comforted me, "It was an accident. Being competent doesn’t mean you never make mistakes."
I looked out of the window. There were piles of roses waiting to be sold. "Jude, can you help us We want to sell roses online. We have a computer and all the parts ( & 件) for our internet connection, but we just can’t set it up," Grandma asked. No internet. They seemed to live in the twentieth century.
【段一】共 90 词
I could be someone who was really competent.
The thought echoed in my mind as I stood in front of the dusty old computer, connecting wires and adjusting settings.
Step by step, The Internet was brought to life.
Then came the online store-easy but complicated to create accounts, upload rose photos, write descriptions, and set prices on the community website.
As the work was done, I felt something shift inside me.
Maybe I wasn’t just the kid who left the gate open.
Maybe I could do more than fix a mistake-I could help build something new.
【段二】共 85 词
Within a few hours, orders for roses flooded in.
The new online page caught people’s attention quickly - customers from the community were sending messages, placing orders, and leaving comments about how beautiful the flowers looked.
Mr. Jackson and my grandma were amazed.
"Look at that, Jude!" They exclaimed, watching the screen like it was treasure. "This one wants ten bouquets for the wedding!"
As we packed the roses for delivery, I felt something inside me-not just relief, but pride. This summer wouldn’t be a punishment. Instead, it was the start of something better.
As the sky turned a soft orange outside, I stepped into the flower beds, feeling the fragrance of the roses and the possibilities in my mind. What else could I do while I was here I wasn’t sure, but I was ready to find out. (我的反应二, 45 词)
After we packed the roses for delivery, I stepped into the flower beds, feeling the fragrance of the roses and the pride in my mind. This summer wouldn’t be a punishment. Instead, it was the start of something better. ( 我的反应三, 39 词 )
5.10 读后续写: 如何面对考试压力
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
Encouraged by my parents, I have always considered exercise part and parcel of my life. In my primary school years, I regarded exercise as a source of fun. As I entered my secondary school years, exercise started to be more than mere enjoyment. I started learning Muay Thai (泰拳) at a gym near my school. Exercising through Muay Thai became a way of relaxation. As I trained regularly, the hours spent kicking and punching (拳击) sandbags boosted my mood so that I would not experience anxiety and stress.
A particular experience at the Muay Thai gym one day, however, made me realize how important exercise was to my life, going beyond fun and relaxation. It was nearing the exam season, and many students were rushing to absorb as much last-minute information as possible. I had not gone to the gym for two weeks by then, busy preparing for the exams. There was an air of tension and anxiety. I was particularly upset that my recent maths revision was not going well, as I was getting many questions wrong in the practice papers given out by my teacher. I started feeling that I was not improving, and that I was meant to fail. I poured my worries to my trainer on the phone and he joked he had a trick up his sleeves. So I decided to head to the gym.
Despite starting off unsatisfactorily, my punches and kicks soon were on the right track. The moves of my kicks fueled me to be sharper and more precise in my techniques. Punching the sandbags was done accurately and swiftly as I maintained my power and form. Time flew, and an hour’s session felt like a mere 15 minutes. I was surprised to realize my frustration melted away once I put on my gloves.
【段一】
As I concluded the session, my trainer approached me.
You looked unstoppable there.
See You just need to forget all that tension.
That’s what I am talking about!
The way you push through those exercises-it’s the same way you handle anything tough. Stay focused. Stay in control.
When you are too focused on what’s going wrong, you forget what you are capable of.
You just prove that you can stay sharp under pressure. You see how powerful you are when you focus on each move instead of getting lost in your mind
Listen. Life is like a fight. You can’t win every time, but you stay in the stage. You keep punching and kicking. Do you get stuck on those maths problems Think of each problem like a sandbag. You hit it with all your power, one at a time. It doesn’t matter if you miss or make a mistake- what matters is that you keep going.
【段二】
The next day, stepping into the classroom, I pulled out the maths practice papers confidently.
I could almost hear my trainer’s voice echoing in my head, "Stay focused. Forget your tension."
I didn’t rush through the questions, but treated each problem with a series of moves-reading carefully, breaking it down, and adjusting my strategy if necessary.
When I got stuck, I didn’t feel upset. Instead, I took a deep breath and moved to the next problem, reminding myself that obstacles were part of the process.
Mistakes still happened, but with each solved problem, a sense of accomplishment grew inside me.
Mistakes still happened, but with each correct answer, a surge of satisfaction rushed through me. The tension and anxiety that had once overwhelmed me now felt manageable.
Perhaps I wasn’t perfect, but I was getting stronger, one punch and one problem at a time.
【全文呈现】206 词
As I concluded the session, my trainer approached me. "See You just need to forget all that tension," he said. "You just prove that you can stay sharp under pressure. You see how powerful you are when you focus on each move instead of getting lost in your mind " He continued, passing me a water bottle. I took a long drink, feeling the cool liquid wash away the last of my frustration. Maybe I had looked at those problems all wrong. Maybe I just needed to solve those maths problems like I faced a sandbag-with focus, precision, and confidence.
The next day, stepping into the classroom, I pulled out the maths practice papers confidently. I could almost hear my trainer’s voice echoing in my head, "Stay focused. Forget your tension." I didn’t rush through the questions, but treated each problem with a series of moves-reading carefully, breaking it down, and adjusting my strategy if necessary. When I got stuck, I didn’t feel upset. Instead, I took a deep breath and moved to the next problem, reminding myself that obstacles were part of the process. Mistakes still happened, but with each solved problem, a sense of accomplishment grew inside me. The tension and anxiety that had once overwhelmed me now felt manageable. Perhaps I wasn’t perfect, but I was getting stronger, one punch and one problem at a time.
5.12 读后续写: 对话的生动体现
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
I hurried into Lehman’s grocery store. I was there to buy my grandmother’s hearing aid batteries. More importantly, this was my chance to visit the love of my life-Artie.
I ran to the shelf he was on, and there he was, right where I last saw him: a grey little guy with a large mouth that fit perfectly over my shoulder as I hugged him tightly. I adored that stuffed dolphin. As I held Artie, Mrs. Lehman, who had always been kind to me, passed by and smiled knowingly,
"Hugging that dolphin again, huh "
But my brother, Rick, noticed I took a long time in Lehman’s, saying, "You are a thirteen-year-old girl now. You are supposed to be quicker. Next time, I will go with you." Oh, great! My brother, Rick. He always laughed at me.
But I wouldn’t give up. So, as we walked into the store, I suggested to Rick that he get the batteries, since he was older. Then I headed towards Artie. There he was, awaiting me. I grabbed him and hugged him tightly. Just then, I heard Rick saying, "What in the world are you doing "
"This is Artie," I said. "I hug him every single time I come here. I can’t afford it so I hope he doesn’t get sold because I just love this little guy." The look on Rick’s face was unreadable, but I knew deep down that he wasn’t going to make fun of me. In fact, a few times when he accompanied me to Lehman’s, he said, "go on and hug your dolphin, if it’s still there."
One day, Rick was not home, so I went to Lehman’s alone. I went straight to Artie’s shelf. But he was gone. I searched every shelf but couldn’t find him. Suddenly, a voice from the counter interrupted my search.
【段一】 110 词
It was Mrs. Lehman herself.
"Looking for someone, sweetie " her gentle eyes watching me with a soft, kind expression.
"Um ... The stuffed dolphin, Artie ... He was right here, but now he’s gone ..." I said with a trembling voice.
Mrs. Lehman walked around the counter and placed a warm hand on my shoulder.
"I think he found a new home," she said, a mysterious smile appearing on her lips. "But don’t worry, dear. Things always come back to those who love them."
As I made my way home, the thought of never seeing Artie again twisted in my chest like a knot.
Upon arrival, I dragged myself into my bedroom, ready to collapse.
【段二】 116 词
To my surprise, I found a box lying on my bed.
It was so big and was wrapped in bright gift paper with my name written on it.
"Could it be ... " My heart pounded as I tore open the wrapping. Inside, lying in a soft snow-white cloth, was Artie.
I couldn’t believe my eyes, a gasp escaping my mouth.
Before I knew it, Rick appeared at the door with his hands in his pocket.
"I think you need him more than anyone else. Now you can hug your dolphin whenever you want." He said casually, a subtle smile playing at the corner of his mouth.
I hugged Artie more tightly, tears welling up in my eyes. It turned out that Rick understood me better than anyone!
5.14 读后续写: 独白的作用
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
Mike was the monitor of Class A Senior 3, and he was a very popular student among his teachers and classmates.
He was always full of creative ideas. Once, when the English teacher asked the class to make a presentation on a topic that all students found a bit boring, Mike came up with a fun idea. He suggested turning the presentation into a short play. Eventually, he and his classmates acted out the key points of the topic, and everyone was interested in it. The teacher was very surprised and praised
Mike for his creativity.
Mike was also a very helpful person. Last term, his classmate Tom fell ill and had to stay at home for a week. Mike voluntarily went to Tom’s house after school every day to help him with his homework. Following Feynman’s famous learning approach, he tried his best to explain the lessons to Tom in his own words, with patience and clarity. As a result, Tom was able to catch up with the class. When Tom and his parents expressed their thanks, Mike smiled and said, "We all need to look out for each other. Helping Tom is helping myself too."
As the final exam was approaching, Mike’s headteacher Mrs. Blake gave him a challenging task. She asked Mike to lead the class committee to organize a special class meeting. Mike knew that the students were all busy preparing for the exam, and they might not be interested. He thought hard, but nothing that came to mind seemed to meet his expectations.
He then decided to seek advice from his classmates and asked them what they would like to do in the class meeting. Some said they actually preferred to review the lessons, and others expressed their wishes to relax. "Can’t we play some games " Susan said jokingly.
Mike listened attentively to everyone and began to consider how to satisfy their needs.
【段一】 104 词
Finally, Mike had a clever idea for the class committee to discuss.
"What if we combine both We can create a review game that helps us go over the key topics while having some fun." He suggested, his eyes sparking with excitement.
"Let’s say, a Quiz Competition. The students will be divided into teams, and each team will answer questions based on the subjects of the final exam." He paused for a moment.
"There will be small rewards like bookmarks and snacks. This way, we can keep the meeting engaging." He added.
The committee members exchanged excited glances, nodding in agreement, for it seemed to be a fresh, creative approach that balanced both study and fun.
【段二】100 词
When the meeting started, the whole class was very happy with its arrangements.
The room was full of energy as Mike explained the rules of the quiz game.
Team members gathered, discussing strategies and reviewing notes in a competitive but
enjoyable manner.
The first few questions were simple, allowing everyone to warm up, but as the game developed, the questions became tougher, and the tension rose.
Laughter echoed through the room when Susan’s team won a round.
Even Mrs. Blake couldn’t help smiling, watching her students participate so actively in both learning and joy.
Mike stood near the entrance, feeling a warm sense of accomplishment. His plan worked better than he had expected.
5.16 读后续写:合作的重要性
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
I was incredibly proud of my school, the Maplewood Elementary. It connected me to my roots, as my father and grandfather had all graduated from here.
So, when our teacher Mr. Dow announced a group project to create a brochure (小册子) about our school for its 100th anniversary, I was thrilled. The best three brochures would be displayed in the school library, which was a chance to show the new students how wonderful our school was.
I was paired with two classmates: Jake. who loved photography, and Lily who had a gift for writing. Working with others could be fun, right But my enthusiasm quickly faded.
Our first meeting was a disaster. When we discussed which part of the school we should focus on, Jake kept talking about cameras and photos. I turned to Lily, hoping for some support. But she simply shrugged and said, "I’m not really into this. It sounds boring." Jake nodded in agreement. The project seemed to be harder than I thought.
At our next meeting, I tried to lead the conversation back to the project. I shared some interesting facts I had researched about the school. However, neither of them seemed interested. Jake had promised to gather materials from the library, but instead he showed us photos taken on the weekend. Lily hadn’t started her part of the research either, claiming she had been too busy. I felt like I was the only one who cared.
Back home, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I stayed up late that night, trying to create the brochure by myself. But no matter how hard I tried, the result was far from satisfactory. I was exhausted and disheartened. My mom noticed I was upset. "You can’t do this alone," she gently reminded me. "Jake and Lily have talents that can make this project shine. You just need to find a way to get them involved."
【段一】 119 词
With only three days left, I knew I had to act.
I called the third meeting, but this time, instead of discussing the project, I focused on what Jake and Lily were truly good at.
"You are all gifted," I said sincerely. "Your photos and writings really capture the emotions and connect to people. Imagine how much people will be amazed to see the school through your eyes. I am certain you can touch them with your talents!"
Their eyes met mine, their expression slowly softening, and finally they nodded with a smile.
In the following days, we were busy producing every page of the brochure, with Jake carefully selecting photos and Lily adding description to each of them.
It felt like we were finally working together as a team.
【段二】122 词
On the final day, we presented our brochure in class.
Jake’s photos were a splendid image collection of the school that had stood for generations, while Lily’s words were warm yet powerful, presenting a series of vivid scenes of the campus.
I managed to demonstrate everything to the audience, using the speech I’d prepared to highlight the brochure’s content and depth.
When Mr. Dow smiled and said, "That is what I call the spirit of Maplewood," we all knew we had done something right.
This experience brought me a new realization - not in the making of the brochure, but in the way we had come together to create it. No matter how good you are at something, it is the people around you who can turn your work into a real success.
5.18 读后续写:改变自我实现梦想
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
Mary watched as students crowded around a notice announcing that the school’s radio station was looking for a second host. Butterflies filled her stomach- she had always dreamed of becoming a campus host.
The radio station was a big deal: it aired music, school announcements, and entertaining shows that everyone tuned into during lunch breaks. Olivia, the current host, was confident and talented, earning widespread admiration. In contrast, Mary was naturally shy, and speaking in front of others made her nervous. Still, she decided to give it a try, even as a classmate remarked, "You You can barely read aloud in class without stumbling (磕磕绊绊)!"
Not discouraged, Mary practiced every evening by reading aloud from her textbooks. At first, she stumbled over her words, but gradually her reading grew smoother and her pronunciation clearer. She even borrowed books on public speaking from the library to learn vocal techniques. While her classmates chatted and laughed, she quietly absorbed every detail, determined to build her skills.
The day of the interview finally arrived. Holding the cold microphone, Mary felt her hands grow sweaty. She read the required texts perfectly-rehearsed (排 练) thousands of times-but she struggled during the improvised (即兴的) part.
"Sir, I’ve been practicing for months, and I’m willing to work hard to learn," she begged.
Mr. Carter smiled gently and said, "I appreciate your determination and your excellent reading. But during a live broadcast, anything can happen, and you need to draw your audience’s attention with genuine emotion rather than simply reading from a script.
That day, no one passed the interview; everyone left except Mary. Lost in thought, she realized, "The problem isn’t with my pronunciation or reading..." It suddenly struck her that she could join the radio team in a supporting role to learn what it truly takes to be a host.
【段一】 85 词
She asked Mr. Carter for permission and began by taking on small tasks.
At first, Mary assisted with organizing scripts, selecting background music, and preparing announcements.
Meanwhile, she observed Olivia closely- the rhythm of her speech, her confident tone, and even the way she handled unexpected issues.
Over time, Mary gained more responsibilities, occasionally reading brief announcements or participating in the live shows.
Though her voice still trembled a little, her confidence grew as she became more familiar with the equipment and the procedure of broadcasts.
She started to feel a sense of belonging in the radio room.
【段二】124/112 词
Then one day, Mr. Carter rushed in with unexpected news: Olivia had suddenly fallen ill.
"I know you haven’t hosted a full show before," his eyes landed on Mary. "But you have been practicing, and you should give it a try."
"You have been practicing, and you should give it a try," he encouraged Mary.
Mary’s heart pounded. Could she really step up and take Olivia’s place
But recalling all those hours spent practicing alone in her room, Mary took a deep breath and nodded.
During the broadcast, she shared a heartfelt story about overcoming one’s own setbacks, and her voice grew stronger with each word.
When the broadcast ended, Mary removed the headphones, her face flushing and her hands still shaking, but a sense of accomplishment flooded through her, as she realized that she had connected to the audience in a way she had never imagined possible.
Finally, she realized her dream.
5.20 读后续写:友谊失而复得
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
"Hey, Isaac!" Dayna said. There was a touch of awkwardness in her voice. "Feeling ready for this year’s baking competition " Dayna’s initiative greetings really surprised me.
"Do I look worried " I forced a polite smile. To be honest, I had been hoping to fix our relationship but worried about being turned down and making things worse.
Dayna and I used to be best friends. Our shared love for baking brought us together, leading us to join Mrs. Cooper’s baking classes. We always supported each other during the lessons, which greatly enhanced our baking skills. Last year, I cheered for her to win the championship, but we were in such an embarrassing situation just because of an argument.
"Prepare to be amazed," I said. She shot me a doubtful look. "We’ll see." Today was the day of this year’s competition, whose theme was "cupcakes". We entered the kitchen at the Students’ Baking Club, where we attended baking classes every Saturday. Family and friends filled a makeshift seating area. After explaining the competition consisted of two rounds, Mrs. Cooper announced the official start of the competition. Immediately, all the contestants quickly dived into their work.
As I was working on my creations, I couldn’t help glancing (瞥见) at Dayna now and then because I was so used to checking on her when baking. Dayna, on the other hand, was completely focused. Her hands were moving skillfully as she measured, mixed, and poured. She didn’t seem to be affected by our current relationship at all, or maybe she was just better at hiding it.
Everything went very well. Soon, Mrs. Cooper announced that Dayna, two other contestants, and I were advancing to the final round. In this round, I got right into my zone. But I quickly realized I hadn’t packed the chocolates that I used for decorating. It was my magic weapon for winning! Sweat rolling down my face, I didn’t know what to do.
【段一】 96 词
Dayna must have sensed my panic.
Just as I was desperately searching my stuff for an alternative, she walked over, holding a small bag of chocolates—the exact kind I always used.
"Need these " she asked softly, her eyes meeting mine with kindness and care.
I hesitated for a moment, then managed to squeeze out a "Thank you" in a shaky voice.
Dayna simply nodded, left me the chocolates, and walked back to her work without another word.
As I coated my cupcakes with the melted chocolates, a feeling of warmth spread through me. Maybe our friendship wasn’t completely broken after all.
【段二】101 词
Thanks to Dayna’s chocolates, I won!
When Mrs. Cooper announced my name as the winner, applause filled the room, but all I could focus on was Dayna.
She was clapping too, with a genuine bright smile on her face.
After the awarding ceremony, I walked over to her, the bag of chocolates in my hand. "I couldn’t have made it without these," I said nervously.
Dayna shrugged, but her eyes were shining. "You deserve it," she said. "Maybe next time, we can bake together again "
My throat tightened as I nodded.
Winning the competition was great, but getting a second chance for our friendship was even better.
5.22 读后续写:描写人物的感受和感悟
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
Final exams were approaching, and everyone in school was excited about vacations. We were dreaming of far-off destinations, our minds filled with images of thrilling adventures.
After school on Friday, on my way home, I ran into my best friend. Enthusiastic about the vacations, I asked him about his plans. His eyes twinkled brightly as he replied, "I’m going to visit my grandparents with my parents for a week."
"Don’t you ever get tired of going to the same place year after year I remember, every year, your family takes 7 to 10 days off to head back to your native village," I asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.
"Oh, not at all! That’s the absolute best time of the year for me! Being with my folks in the village is just amazing." His face beamed with joy as he continued, "In the village, I get to meet so many wonderful people, and everyone there is so kind and welcoming. Our neighborhood crew is tight! We’re always hanging out together, you know Just running wild, chilling by the lake, or bouncing between each other’s houses. Honestly, I know what really matters about these village trips. It’s not the cool places we see-it’s spending time with the people I love. That’s the real treasure of life."
His words made me recall my own grandparents. I realized I hadn’t seen them for years. But still, it’s a pleasure to be there ... we had big long gardens and a big multi-story house.
The next day, over breakfast, I mustered up the courage and asked my parents, "Can we visit grandparents this summer after exams " Dad replied hesitantly, "Oh, that’s unexpected." Mom was surprised. "Well, you know it gets really hot there this time of year." After a short pause, Dad gave a small sigh and met my hopeful gaze. "However," he said, "if you perform well in exams, we’ll make the trip."
For the next six weeks, I threw myself completely into my studies. My mom was amazed by this sudden transformation in me. Soon came the long-awaited exam results.
【段一】 106 词
I rushed home and immediately handed my parents my score card and a note with "PLEASE."
Although they were both surprised by my results, they kept their promise, and we headed to the village in the summer.
At first, everything felt unfamiliar, but we soon adapted to the rhythm of village life.
We helped grandma pick vegetables from the garden, fed the cattle, and sat under the tree chatting leisurely.
When the day came to leave, the whole neighborhood gathered at the gate to see us off.
Grandpa handed me a paper bag full of fresh fruits, while grandma packed many snacks, insisting we eat them on the way.
Their warmth, their kindness, and the sweet summertime memories quietly touched our hearts.
【段二】121 词
I saw my mom had tears in her eyes when leaving them.
As the car pulled away, mom kept turning to look back.
I didn’t say anything, but I knew exactly how she felt - grateful for those lovely people, and missing a place that would always be home.
I came to understand the real treasure of life was being with the people you love.
A hometown isn’t just a place-it’s where stories live, where roots run deep, and where love waits patiently, no matter how long you’ve been gone.
On the way home, I suggested we come back next year. Mom smiled through her tears and nodded. "Every year," she said firmly. At that moment, I knew this wasn’t the end of a trip—it was the beginning of a tradition.
5.24 读后续写:18 岁的意义
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
"Surprise!" The moment I opened the door, this cheerful shout filled my ears. My family and friends were all smiling at me. There were colorful balloons all over the house, a big poster saying "HAPPY BIRTHDAY", and a cake with 18 candles. It was a wonderful feeling. I knew that I had finally turned eighteen, the legal age to become an adult. My parents had been planning this party for weeks, and it was perfect.
I was enjoying the party laughing heartily and chatting with everyone when I noticed my dad go into another room. Minutes later, he reappeared, holding a small box. He handed it to me and said, "Son, I’ve got a truly special gift for you. It’s something I’ve treasured for ages, and now, I believe, is the perfect moment to pass it on." Curiously, I wondered what could possibly be inside. I carefully opened the box and discovered an old, well-worn diary. Initially, I could barely hide my disappointment. I had secretly hoped for something more thrilling, perhaps a brand-new phone or a laptop. However, as I began looking through the pages, my interest gradually increased.
The diary was filled with stories about my dad’s high school days, his friends, his dreams, and the challenges he faced. There were entries about his difficulties in studies, arguments with his parents. I could see myself in many of his stories. It was amazing to realize that my dad had gone through similar things when he was at my age.
As I read, one entry caught my attention. It was about a time when my dad was in his senior year. He had been offered a chance to go on a trip to another country with his classmates. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but he was worried about the cost. His parents couldn’t afford it, and he didn’t want to ask for too much money. He was really stuck in a dilemma.
【段一】 92/85 词
I was intensely curious to know whether he made the trip at last.
Scanning the following pages, I searched eagerly for an answer, and I found it.
He had taken up a part-time job at a bookstore, saving every bit he could while still managing his schoolwork.
With determination and careful planning, he managed to cover most of the costs himself.
His parents, moved by his effort, helped him with the rest.
He boarded the plane for the first time. He was very excited.
I could almost feel the excitement in his diary as he described boarding the plane for the first time.
That one experience, he wrote, changed the way he saw the world and himself.
【段二】 85 词
It was inspiring to hear he was able to solve the problem on his own.
Reading about how he took responsibility, worked hard and made his dream come true filled me with pride and admiration.
It made me realize that adulthood wasn’t just about reaching a certain age - it was about learning to face life’s challenges with courage and resilience.
That old diary, once a source of disappointment, turned into the most meaningful gift I had ever received.
My dad wasn’t just passing on his memories; he was sharing his strength, weakness and life lessons, one story at a time.
5.26 读后续写:圣诞节的礼物
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
When I was around nine years old, I realized my family often struggled with money. It wasn’t difficult to notice-sometimes our refrigerator was packed with food, while other times it stayed almost empty. I understood raising four children alone was challenging for my mom and her budget, but Christmas made me truly grasp how difficult things really were.
One winter evening before Christmas, Mom told us in a sad voice, "I’m afraid there won’t be Christmas this year. Santa (圣诞老人) feels terrible, and he can’t make any gifts right now." We stared at her, surprised. No Christmas That sounded impossible! Although I had started to doubt Santa was real, my five-year-old brother Ryan still believed completely. If Mom said Santa couldn’t provide gifts, it really meant she couldn’t. The thought of no gifts under the tree left us feeling hopeless, although Mom said she would try asking Santa to change his mind.
My sisters and I moved through daily routines like robots-attending school, doing housework, finishing homework, eating, then sleeping. Only Ryan remained cheerful, too young to understand our family’s sadness.
As Christmas drew nearer, we decorated our Christmas tree as usual in the living room despite our low spirits. On Christmas Eve, we went to bed with heavy hearts, expecting no special morning.
Then in the early morning, Ryan’s excited shouts woke me. He kept jumping around our small apartment, shouting, "Santa came! Santa came! He really came!"
【段一】 100/103 词
I rushed into the living room, feeling shocked at what I saw.
Beautifully wrapped presents were placed beneath the tree, and the room looked completely different with colorful paper, balloons and ribbons.
A warm, sweet smell filled the air-someone was baking cakes, our favorite holiday treat.
My sisters stood frozen, mouths open in disbelief. For a moment, none of them spoke. Then they all started talking at once.
My sisters had already bent down to search for their names on the presents as if they were afraid these treasures would disappear.
I couldn’t believe it! Just hours ago, we had gone to bed without any expectation, and now magic took place in our home.
I couldn’t believe it! How had this happened Where had the gifts come from How could our family afford it
Mom stood nearby, smiling quietly, her eyes a little red. I knew immediately it was she who made our dream come true.
【段二】100 词
Suddenly I noticed the silver necklace (项链) around Mom’s neck was gone!
It was her most cherished possession, a simple but delicate chain she had worn every day as long as I could remember. She once told us it was a Christmas gift from her mother.
I realized what she had done -she must have sold it to buy gifts and food for us.
My chest tightened with a mix of gratitude and guilt.
Mom had given up her most precious item to make sure we didn’t lose our joy.
That Christmas morning taught me the true meaning of love and sacrifice, a lesson far more lasting than anything I could unwrap.
5.27 读后续写:劳动分工和独白讲述
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
The Tomato Seedlings
Every spring, Mom and her two girls, 12-year-old Mabel and 9-year-old Lila, turned their backyard into a tomato wonderland. "More seedlings (幼苗) than we can eat! Let’s share them." Mom laughed that May, her hands caked in soil.
Mabel smiled, stuffing seedlings into recycled cups. For days, the sisters became tomato fairies, leaving plants on doorsteps across their Leeds neighborhood. Number 15 Park Street got one for her famous tomato jam. Number 16 received three.
Then came Number 17 Park Street.
The girls cycled past it daily-an old brick house hid behind weeds taller than Lila. Mom once said, "Some gardens grow food. Others grow miracles (奇迹)." "This one grows sadness," Lila whispered as they stopped their bikes that afternoon.
"That’s Ms. Hart’s place," Mom said later, cleaning tomato jam from Lila’s cheek. "She used to grow prize-winning SunGold tomatoes, the sweetest... Then... well, some changes... She stopped gardening." Her voice softened.
The sisters exchanged looks. The next morning, they stood at Ms. Hart’s gate with six tomato seedlings.
"Go away," came a voice from an upstairs window.
"We brought tomatoes!" Lila explained.
"I’ve no time for this nonsense!"
"They just need sun and water!" Lila stepped forward, her voice steady. "We’ll do all the work! Just let us plant them here, please Otherwise..." she held up a seedling, "they’ll end up in the bin by
Friday. They’re SunGold tomatoes! The sweetest ever!"
Silence. Ms. Hart’s shadow shifted behind the curtain. Moments later, the old woman slid a basket onto the ground-inside was proper gloves and a trowel (铲子) with soil.
"Take that as a ’yes’!" Lila whispered.
【段一】 95 词
The girls dived into work right away.
Mabel cleared a sunny spot near the front steps, while Lila followed behind, digging holes and planting the seedlings with gentle care.
They worked devotedly, wiping sweat from their foreheads.
At first, the two girls worked quietly, knowing the eyes behind the curtain were possibly watching. But as the seedlings stood tall in the ground, their nervousness faded into joy.
They even placed a small handmade sign beside the seedlings: SunGold tomatoes! The sweetest ever!
Before leaving, Mabel and Lila arranged the gloves and the trowel neatly by the door, along with a thank-you note. 【段二】104 词
The next day, when checking plants, the girls found Ms. Hart standing there.
"Not bad for your first try," she slowly walked toward them and stopped a few feet away, eyes on the garden.
"After my husband passed away ... I couldn’t ... continue to plant anything," she said hesitantly.
"The garden was our treasure. But when he was gone ... it just ... didn’t feel right anymore."
Her voice trembled for a moment, then steadied. "But yesterday, when I saw those little seedlings, I felt something I hadn’t felt in a long time. Thank you."
Mabel and Lila smiled, for they knew those tomato seedlings were not the only things starting to grow in that garden.
5.28 读后续写:通过对话推进故事情节
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
A Welcome Gift
Dario gently touched the smooth keys of their old piano. Sunlight shone through the curtains, making the wooden surface glow. This piano had been with their family for years, and now it finally had a perfect place in their new living room. His mother was placing green plants around the room, smiling as she imagined future music nights.
That evening, they played lively jazz songs together. The cheerful music echoed through the empty room. They played until midnight, unaware of how sound carried in the concrete-walled high-rise. They were so happy that they didn’t notice how late it was. Outside, the wind blew fallen leaves against the windows.
The next morning, they found a note under the door. "Please respect quiet hours," read the shaky handwriting, unsigned. Dario’s chest tightened as his mother pressed a hand to her forehead. "We’ve disturbed someone’s peace," she murmured. Dario’s mother asked the building Superintendent (管理员) if he knew anything about it. But he said that they were all nice people and he couldn’t imagine any of them had done that. Later that morning, Dario suggested that they write a letter to their neighbors and apologize for their playing.
"Maybe we could go and visit everyone in person," his mother said.
"What if we invited them to come here for a party instead " Dario asked. They both loved the idea. His mother’s eyes lit up. "Yes! We’ll apologize with music and cookies!" For three days, their apartment buzzed with preparation. Dario crafted handwritten invitations decorated with musical notes while his mother baked lemon cookies. They hung colorful paper strips and party lights around the room. The piano was decorated with their favorite music sheets.
On the party day, Dario kept checking his watch. Suddenly-Ding-dong! The doorbell rang, and Dario hurried to welcome their first guest. Neighbors arrived with smiles, carrying cakes and flowers. Dario’s mother shook hands warmly, but secretly wondered about the note writer.
【段一】 112 词
Suddenly, Dario noticed an elderly woman holding a book nervously.
She stood just near the doorway, glancing around as if she were deciding whether to come in.
Dario excused himself from a group of chatting neighbors, stepped up and greeted her with a warm smile.
The woman hesitated, then responded with a small nod. "I wasn’t sure if I should come. I am Mrs. Gilbert. I live just down the hall. I was the one who left the note."
Dario was surprised, but quickly smiled again. "Thank you for telling us. We are really sorry for the disturbance."
Mrs. Gilbert seemed to relieve a little, her eyes softening. "I didn’t mean to ruin your fun. I just ... The walls are thin." 【段二】 114 词
Mrs. Gilbert then extended the book toward Dario with a gentle smile.
"This is my husband’s music journal," she explained. "He was a pianist, too. Jazz was his favorite. When I heard the music that night, it brought back so many memories."
Dario opened the journal carefully, seeing pages of handwritten notes and lyrics. "Would you mind if we played one of his favorite tonight " he asked.
Mrs. Gilbert’s eyes filled with tears, and she nodded.
As Dario returned to the piano and started to play, the room gradually became quiet.
A gentle melody began to flow, dancing straight into the hearts of everyone present. At that moment, music served as a bridge between neighbors.
For Dario and his mother, this was the best welcome gift!
5.29 读后续写:不得不写的对话
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
The day before yesterday, my class played a basketball game. As their chemistry teacher and class advisor, I watched as our team, led by Tom, the captain, fought hard. Tom’s quick moves and precise passes inspired his teammates. They battled as one, making every play count. The game was intense, with both teams neck and neck.
In the final seconds, Tom made a daring drive to the hoop (篮 筐), but the opponent scored a last-minute shot. We lost by just one point.
The next morning, the classroom was filled with a heavy atmosphere. Tom sat quietly, his head down, still weighed down by the loss. The rest of the class mirrored his mood-silent and withdrawn. It was clear that the defeat had dampened their spirits. I knew I had to do something to lift their spirits and remind them to paying more attention to the process.
The first class of the day was chemistry. As I looked at the lesson plan quickly, an idea began to take shape. I quickly prepared the necessary laboratory equipment and walked into the classroom.
"Alright, everyone," I said, trying to get their attention. "I’m going to conduct an experiment, and I want you to observe it carefully. You’ll need to describe what you see afterward." The room grew a little quieter as curiosity began to catch on. They turned their attention to me, and I could see a sign of interest in their eyes.
I picked up a piece of magnesium ribbon (镁条) and held it with a holder. When I brought it close to the burner fire, the ribbon started to flash. The whole class watched the experiment in amazement, their eyes wide open, focusing on my operation in awe. The magnesium ribbon burned away, leaving behind a soft white powder.
【段一】 93 词
"What impressed you most in the experiment " I asked.
A few hands went up hesitantly. Someone mentioned the brightness of the flash, while another pointed out how fast it all happened.
Tom remained silent, staring at the soft white powder on the table.
I walked over and gently asked, "Tom, what about you "
He looked up slowly and said, "It burned so quickly, but it was so bright. It didn’t last long, but it was amazing."
I nodded, "That’s a careful observation. Sometimes, it doesn’t really matter how long something lasts. It is the energy and light it gives off that matters."
【段二】99 词
With my encouragement, Tom opened up and shared more.
"I guess ... even though we lost, we really devoted ourselves to the game," his voice calm and steady. "We worked together and pushed hard. Maybe that was what should matter."
Around the room, heads began to nod.
I smiled and concluded, "Exactly! The value of the magnesium isn’t in how long it burned, but in how brightly it shone in the process."
Afterwards, a quiet strength began to return to the classroom.
The experiment worked-not just as a chemistry lesson, but as a reminder that effort, unity and spirit are just as important as the final score.
5.30 读后续写:负面情绪大爆发
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
For as long as I could remember, fear had been a constant shadow in my life. It went into my thoughts at the most inconvenient moments, whispering that I wasn’t good enough, that I would fail. When I considered pursuing my dreams, the fear was always there, reminding me that failure would be waiting to embarrass me. It was easier to listen to its warnings-taking the safe, familiar path rather than risking everything.
One day, while browsing through a local newspaper, I came across an advertisement for a writing competition. The grand prize -a publishing deal-seemed like a distant dream, something only those with true talent could achieve. I paused, the excitement briefly over-shadowing my doubts. I had always loved writing, but the thought of others reading my work - judging my deepest thoughts and emotions-made my hands tremble. I could already hear the voice of fear, louder now, "You’ll never be good enough. Don’t bother. It’s not worth the pain of failure."
As the submission deadline grew closer, my mind became a battlefield. My fingers paused over the keyboard, and I would write a sentence, then delete it, doubting every word. My heart raced as I questioned whether my story could stand up to the others. Would I be laughed at Funny I spent hours reworking my entry, staring at the flashing line, unsure if it was even worth submitting. The fear ate at me, whispering, "You don’t belong here."
Then, one afternoon, as the sun dipped low, I sat back in my chair, my eyes closed. The silence in the room pressed down on me, and I suddenly realized something important. The fear of never knowing-of never trying-was far worse than failing. If I didn’t submit, I would regret it forever. With shaking hands, I clicked the submit button, and in that instant, my story was out there in the world, exposed and open to the judgment of strangers.
【段一】
The days that followed were filled with constant anxiety.
Every time my phone rang or my inbox dinged, my stomach twisted into knots.
Every time I opened my email with hesitant fingers, my breath got stuck in my throat.
I checked my inbox more times than I could count, each time afraid to see a rejection.
I kept replaying the decision to submit, wondering if I had been foolish to hope.
At night, I lay awake, recalling every sentence I had written, questioning whether the judges could understand what was trying to say.
I told myself not to care so much, but my thoughts kept slipping back to the story I had submitted.
My mind ran wild with possibilities-Did they laugh at my story Did they find it funny Was it too personal Was it too informal Too simple Too complicated Did it make sense Did it matter
As the days went on with no response, the fear returned, whispering again that I wasn’t good enough, that silence meant rejection. The waiting was like walking a tight rope over silence-I didn’t know if I was going to fall.
Then, one day as morning sunlight shone through the curtains, a new email arrived. I clicked on it, and stopped, eyes widening as the words caught my attention.
【段二】
The email confirmed it: I had won the competition.
I stared at the screen, rereading the mail until the words became misty. My hands trembled- this time not from fear, but from overwhelming joy.
For the first time, I didn’t allow fear to be my final voice. Against every whisper of doubt and fear, I was brave enough to share my thoughts and emotions, and found something stronger in myself.
That single click, that moment of courage, broke through the shadow of fear and overthrew the whole story I had told myself for years.
And maybe, just maybe, this was only the beginning.
5.31 读后续写:老师帮助学生与学生感谢老师
試題呈現 阅读材料,根据内容和所给段落开头续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。
Mrs. Lane was a 53-year-old physics teacher known for her lifelong passion for teaching. Though she and her husband had no children of their own, Mrs. Lane treated her students like family. She saw each one as a unique individual with great potential and devoted her life to helping them succeed academically and personally.
Among all her students, Mrs. Lane had a special fondness for Brandon, a bright, hard-working senior with a natural talent for physics. Brandon did very well in her class, consistently earning top scores on tests and impressing everyone with his innovative experiments. "You’re a natural, Brandon," Mrs. Lane would often say with pride. "You could become an amazing physicist one day." Brandon would smile shyly, his eyes lighting up. "I hope so, Mrs. Lane. I really want to make you proud." But as Brandon entered his senior year, Mrs. Lane began noticing changes in him. He started arriving late for class, his homework was incomplete, and his once-impressive test scores began to decline. Concerned, Mrs. Lane carefully asked the other teachers if they had noticed anything unusual.
"Brandon’s parents are both seriously ill," Mrs. Kimbell, the history teacher, revealed. "He’s been managing schoolwork and taking care of them at the same time. It’s been hard on him."
Mrs. Lane’s heart ached for Brandon. After class one day, she gently approached him. "Brandon, I’ve noticed you’ve been struggling lately," she said softly. "I want you to know that if you need help, I’m here for you." Tears welled up in Brandon’s eyes as he nodded. "Thank you, Mrs. Lane. It’s just hard, knowing my parents are suffering. I feel so helpless."
From that day on, Mrs. Lane became a strong support for Brandon. She gave extra help after school to help him catch up on his studies and even prepared home-cooked meals for him, knowing he often skipped meals while caring for his parents. Her kindness gave Brandon the strength to keep going, and Mrs. Lane’s belief in him never changed.
【段一】 98 词
As the weeks went by, Brandon started to regain his focus.
Though the weight of his responsibilities didn’t lessen, the warmth of Mrs. Lane’s support became a steady light in his life. Slowly, his confidence returned. The spark in his eyes-once dimmed by worry-began to shine again.
For an upcoming regional physic competition, Mrs. Lane stayed late after school to help him review challenging concepts and improve his physics experiment.
Brandon poured his heart into it, and placed first out of more than a hundred participants-an incredible achievement.
The awarding ceremony was scheduled at the city auditorium, and Brandon was invited to give a short speech. 【段二】104 词
Mrs. Lane teared up as Brandon stepped onto the stage to accept the award at the competition.
Dressed neatly in his school uniform, Brandon stood more confidently than ever before, his eyes searching the crowd until they found Mrs. Lane.
"This award isn’t just mine," he began with a slightly trembling voice. "It belongs to everyone who believe in me, especially Mrs. Lane. It is she who gives me her time, her patience, her kindness,
and most of all, her belief."
As the audience applauded warmly, Mrs. Lane wiped the tears from her cheek, her heart filled with pride.
This moment was more than a victory in a competition-it was proof that compassion and persistence could change a person’s life.

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