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After getting up late on a sleepy Sunday, I saw my dad at the kitchen table reading the Sunday edition of the local newspaper. I made a sandwich and sat down next to him, asking him what was new. He turned sadly to me and said that the municipal council(市议会) was planning to introduce a measure to tear up the community garden nearby. He mentioned that he used to work on it with his dad, so the place had some fond childhood memories for him. He then put down the paper, walked over to the closet and—after a bit of searching—pulled out a thick, black binder(活页夹). Inside, there was a whole bunch of old photographs. After thumbing through a few pages, my dad found the one of him and his dad together at the community garden, just like he'd said. "Wow, your cheeks were super rosy back then!" I said, surprised.
With nothing planned for the afternoon, my dad and I decided to take a trip over to the community garden to see how it was doing these days. Not great, as it turned out. Crumpled(皱巴巴的) soda cans, cigarette butts(烟头) and other trash were everywhere. Pots of soil were still there, but the few plants that remained were either dead or dying.
We looked at each other and knew what we had to do. After gathering some tools and garbage bags, we went straight to work cleaning up the place. I phoned up some of my school friends and, soon enough, a half-dozen people were collecting trash bags and sweeping paths. Someone had even brought bags of fresh seeds and soil along with new flowers, so we uprooted the old dead plants and flowers and planted a new.
After only a few hours, the community garden looked totally changed. However, there was still the matter of the upcoming council vote. We created a plan: take photos of the garden and spread the news about the vote. Using the photographs, we would then collect signatures to show continued local interest and then present these to the council.
注意:
1. 续写词数应为150左右;
2. 请按如下格式在相应位置作答。
After two weeks, it came time to present at the local council meeting.
In the end, our efforts paid off.
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。
After getting up late on a sleepy Sunday, I saw my dad at the kitchen table reading the Sunday edition of the local newspaper. I made a sandwich and sat down next to him, asking him what was new. He turned sadly to me and said that the municipal council(市议会) was planning to introduce a measure to tear up the community garden nearby. He mentioned that he used to work on it with his dad, so the place had some fond childhood memories for him. He then put down the paper, walked over to the closet and—after a bit of searching—pulled out a thick, black binder(活页夹). Inside, there was a whole bunch of old photographs. After thumbing through a few pages, my dad found the one of him and his dad together at the community garden, just like he'd said. "Wow, your cheeks were super rosy back then!" I said, surprised.
With nothing planned for the afternoon, my dad and I decided to take a trip over to the community garden to see how it was doing these days. Not great, as it turned out. Crumpled(皱巴巴的) soda cans, cigarette butts(烟头) and other trash were everywhere. Pots of soil were still there, but the few plants that remained were either dead or dying.
We looked at each other and knew what we had to do. After gathering some tools and garbage bags, we went straight to work cleaning up the place. I phoned up some of my school friends and, soon enough, a half-dozen people were collecting trash bags and sweeping paths. Someone had even brought bags of fresh seeds and soil along with new flowers, so we uprooted the old dead plants and flowers and planted a new.
After only a few hours, the community garden looked totally changed. However, there was still the matter of the upcoming council vote. We created a plan: take photos of the garden and spread the news about the vote. Using the photographs, we would then collect signatures to show continued local interest and then present these to the council.
注意:
1. 续写词数应为150左右;
2. 请按如下格式在相应位置作答。
After two weeks, it came time to present at the local council meeting.
My dad and I, along with several of my school friends, arrived early, each of us carrying a stack of photos showing the garden's transformation. The meeting room was packed, and when it was our turn to speak, we shared our story and passion for preserving this green space. We passed around the photos, highlighting the beauty and potential of the garden. To our surprise, several council members expressed their support, mentioning that they had received numerous calls and emails from concerned citizens, all thanks to our campaign.
In the end, our efforts paid off.
The council voted to not only preserve the community garden but also allocate funds for its maintenance and further development. The news spread quickly, and soon, more volunteers joined in, helping to restore the garden to its former glory. My dad and I, seeing the changes we had brought, felt a sense of accomplishment and joy. The garden became a symbol of community unity and a reminder that sometimes, all it takes to make a difference is a little initiative and determination. We continued to visit the garden often, watching it grow and thrive, knowing that we had played a part in saving a piece of our town's history and creating a space for future generations to enjoy.
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One possible version:
After two weeks, it came time to present at the local council meeting. My dad and I, along with several of my school friends, arrived early, each of us carrying a stack of photos showing the garden's transformation. The meeting room was packed, and when it was our turn to speak, we shared our story and passion for preserving this green space. We passed around the photos, highlighting the beauty and potential of the garden. To our surprise, several council members expressed their support, mentioning that they had received numerous calls and emails from concerned citizens, all thanks to our campaign.
In the end, our efforts paid off. The council voted to not only preserve the community garden but also allocate funds for its maintenance and further development. The news spread quickly, and soon, more volunteers joined in, helping to restore the garden to its former glory. My dad and I, seeing the changes we had brought, felt a sense of accomplishment and joy. The garden became a symbol of community unity and a reminder that sometimes, all it takes to make a difference is a little initiative and determination. We continued to visit the garden often, watching it grow and thrive, knowing that we had played a part in saving a piece of our town's history and creating a space for future generations to enjoy.
Another possible version:
After two weeks, it came time to present at the local council meeting. My dad and I, accompanied by a few of my school friends, stood in front of the council chamber, our hearts pounding with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. We projected our photographs, signatures and a heartfelt plea, each of us silently praying that our efforts would not go unnoticed. To our delight, the council members' eyes widened in disbelief and appreciation as they witnessed the stunning transformation: from a trash-filled space to a vibrant, green oasis. We also expressed our hope that the garden could be filled with children playing, families picnicking, and neighbors gathering to share stories and laughter. The applause that followed was deafening.
In the end, our efforts paid off. As the council members announced their decision to reconsider and explore ways to maintain the community garden, my dad and I exchanged a glance, both of us beaming with relief and joy. I knew that our victory was not just about saving the garden; it was about inspiring others to take action and care for their community. Every time I visited the garden thereafter, I couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. I would walk through the lush greenery, admiring the flowers and vegetables that had sprung up from the barren soil, and I would think to myself, "This is ours. We did this."
After two weeks, it came time to present at the local council meeting. My dad and I, along with several of my school friends, arrived early, each of us carrying a stack of photos showing the garden's transformation. The meeting room was packed, and when it was our turn to speak, we shared our story and passion for preserving this green space. We passed around the photos, highlighting the beauty and potential of the garden. To our surprise, several council members expressed their support, mentioning that they had received numerous calls and emails from concerned citizens, all thanks to our campaign.
In the end, our efforts paid off. The council voted to not only preserve the community garden but also allocate funds for its maintenance and further development. The news spread quickly, and soon, more volunteers joined in, helping to restore the garden to its former glory. My dad and I, seeing the changes we had brought, felt a sense of accomplishment and joy. The garden became a symbol of community unity and a reminder that sometimes, all it takes to make a difference is a little initiative and determination. We continued to visit the garden often, watching it grow and thrive, knowing that we had played a part in saving a piece of our town's history and creating a space for future generations to enjoy.
Another possible version:
After two weeks, it came time to present at the local council meeting. My dad and I, accompanied by a few of my school friends, stood in front of the council chamber, our hearts pounding with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. We projected our photographs, signatures and a heartfelt plea, each of us silently praying that our efforts would not go unnoticed. To our delight, the council members' eyes widened in disbelief and appreciation as they witnessed the stunning transformation: from a trash-filled space to a vibrant, green oasis. We also expressed our hope that the garden could be filled with children playing, families picnicking, and neighbors gathering to share stories and laughter. The applause that followed was deafening.
In the end, our efforts paid off. As the council members announced their decision to reconsider and explore ways to maintain the community garden, my dad and I exchanged a glance, both of us beaming with relief and joy. I knew that our victory was not just about saving the garden; it was about inspiring others to take action and care for their community. Every time I visited the garden thereafter, I couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. I would walk through the lush greenery, admiring the flowers and vegetables that had sprung up from the barren soil, and I would think to myself, "This is ours. We did this."
