Ⅱ.读后续写(25分)
得分
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。
The Summer I Learned to Really See
It was a muggy(闷热的) end-of-summer day in Missouri. I was preparing to go after(取) the mail—about a mile's distance, through fields and forests, across a river, from our farmhouse, in which three generations of my family lived.
“Take the bucket with you,” my grandmother said, handing me the very familiar bucket.
“What for?” I asked petulantly(任性地). The berries had been picked, and it was too early for wild grapes, too late for roasting ears(适合烤着吃的玉米).
“You’ll find something to fill it with,” she said, her blue eyes sparkling with anticipation.
I didn’t want to take the bucket. It would be a burden to me. Twice a day I’d carried a bucket for milking. With it I’d carried feed to the chickens, salt to the cows, sugar to the neighbors. I’d had enough of carrying the bucket!
Nevertheless, I took the bucket. Halfway to the mailbox, I set it down beneath a pokeberry(美洲商陆) bush. I needn’t carry it the whole way, I reasoned. There was no mail. When I got back to the bucket, I saw that a few ripe pokeberries had fallen into it. With childish humor, I picked off enough clusters(果串) to fill the bucket, even though I thought they were good for nothing.
“Aren’t they just lovely!” Grandma exclaimed admiringly when I set them on the kitchen table. She squeezed out the juice of the berries and we used the lovely red ink to paint rings on our fingers and pen letters to distant cousins.
When I went to mail the letters the next day, Grandma again told me to take the bucket along. This time I carried the bucket a little farther than the previous day before setting it down. There was only a sale catalogue in the mail. When I got back to the bucket, I dropped it in. But I felt vaguely uncomfortable, remembering the pokeberries. I caught sight of a bunch of peppermint(薄荷) growing close to the path. Funny, I had passed it every day and never noticed it before. Peppermint just doesn’t spring up overnight. I picked a bucketful, its fragrance seeming to cool the day. Grandma was pleased with the peppermint. She liked to chew it and make tea with it.
注意:1.续写词数应为150左右;
2.请按如下格式作答。
The daily routine to take the bucket along was repeated for weeks, and I began to see more.
One day when I went home, I didn’t have anything in the bucket.
得分
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。
The Summer I Learned to Really See
It was a muggy(闷热的) end-of-summer day in Missouri. I was preparing to go after(取) the mail—about a mile's distance, through fields and forests, across a river, from our farmhouse, in which three generations of my family lived.
“Take the bucket with you,” my grandmother said, handing me the very familiar bucket.
“What for?” I asked petulantly(任性地). The berries had been picked, and it was too early for wild grapes, too late for roasting ears(适合烤着吃的玉米).
“You’ll find something to fill it with,” she said, her blue eyes sparkling with anticipation.
I didn’t want to take the bucket. It would be a burden to me. Twice a day I’d carried a bucket for milking. With it I’d carried feed to the chickens, salt to the cows, sugar to the neighbors. I’d had enough of carrying the bucket!
Nevertheless, I took the bucket. Halfway to the mailbox, I set it down beneath a pokeberry(美洲商陆) bush. I needn’t carry it the whole way, I reasoned. There was no mail. When I got back to the bucket, I saw that a few ripe pokeberries had fallen into it. With childish humor, I picked off enough clusters(果串) to fill the bucket, even though I thought they were good for nothing.
“Aren’t they just lovely!” Grandma exclaimed admiringly when I set them on the kitchen table. She squeezed out the juice of the berries and we used the lovely red ink to paint rings on our fingers and pen letters to distant cousins.
When I went to mail the letters the next day, Grandma again told me to take the bucket along. This time I carried the bucket a little farther than the previous day before setting it down. There was only a sale catalogue in the mail. When I got back to the bucket, I dropped it in. But I felt vaguely uncomfortable, remembering the pokeberries. I caught sight of a bunch of peppermint(薄荷) growing close to the path. Funny, I had passed it every day and never noticed it before. Peppermint just doesn’t spring up overnight. I picked a bucketful, its fragrance seeming to cool the day. Grandma was pleased with the peppermint. She liked to chew it and make tea with it.
注意:1.续写词数应为150左右;
2.请按如下格式作答。
The daily routine to take the bucket along was repeated for weeks, and I began to see more.
I saw the blue mist that gathered on our hillsides in late summer. I saw brilliantly red blossoms on a tree, shaped like a big, open umbrella waiting for autumn rain. I even saw the newly-hatched chicks snuggling tight with the mother bird. The farther I went, the more I saw. Each day found a happy girl going back home with a bucket, either full of wild flowers or berries. Whatever I brought home in the bucket, I was greeted with Grandma's chuckles and great admiration.
One day when I went home, I didn’t have anything in the bucket.
“I forgot about it when I saw the monarch butterfly migration.” Then I described to Grandma the amazing scene of thousands of beautiful butterflies drifting over to get where they wanted to go. My face radiated joy and my eyes glittered with excitement. Then I said sadly, “Sorry, Grandma, I didn't bring you anything.” To my surprise, Grandma hugged me and said in a soft tone, “Sweetheart, you don't need to fill the bucket anymore when you learn to really see with your eyes.”
答案
The daily routine to take the bucket along was repeated for weeks, and I began to see more. I saw the blue mist that gathered on our hillsides in late summer. I saw brilliantly red blossoms on a tree, shaped like a big, open umbrella waiting for autumn rain. I even saw the newly-hatched chicks snuggling tight with the mother bird. The farther I went, the more I saw. Each day found a happy girl going back home with a bucket, either full of wild flowers or berries. Whatever I brought home in the bucket, I was greeted with Grandma's chuckles and great admiration.
One day when I went home, I didn't have anything in the bucket. “I forgot about it when I saw the monarch butterfly migration.” Then I described to Grandma the amazing scene of thousands of beautiful butterflies drifting over to get where they wanted to go. My face radiated joy and my eyes glittered with excitement. Then I said sadly, “Sorry, Grandma, I didn't bring you anything.” To my surprise, Grandma hugged me and said in a soft tone, “Sweetheart, you don't need to fill the bucket anymore when you learn to really see with your eyes.”
One day when I went home, I didn't have anything in the bucket. “I forgot about it when I saw the monarch butterfly migration.” Then I described to Grandma the amazing scene of thousands of beautiful butterflies drifting over to get where they wanted to go. My face radiated joy and my eyes glittered with excitement. Then I said sadly, “Sorry, Grandma, I didn't bring you anything.” To my surprise, Grandma hugged me and said in a soft tone, “Sweetheart, you don't need to fill the bucket anymore when you learn to really see with your eyes.”
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