专题08 读后续写
编者按：2025 年新高考地区二模分类整理，深度解析，排版整齐。
（一）
（2025·安徽淮南·二模）
One day, a good friend gave me a gift. It was a book filled with interesting and uplifting stories. I remember I
began reading it that very night. And I would read a story or two before going to bed each night.
One evening I read a story about hugging called “It Can’t Happen Here?” The opening quotation by Virginia
Satir said we need four hugs a day for survival, eight for maintenance (保持) and twelve hugs a day to grow.
I read this story on a Tuesday. I knew it was Tuesday because on Wednesday I walked into my classroom and
declared that every Wednesday would be known as “Hugging Day.” I told my students everyone needs hugs to live
and grow.
I was already a hugger and had always greeted my students with a warm hug each morning. But after reading
the story in this new book, I decided that on Hugging Day everyone needed to make sure they got at least twelve
hugs. I wanted my students to grow. All hugs didn’t have to come from me, but I was ready, willing, and able to give
as many as needed.
My students lined up at my desk with questions and left with a hug. They hugged me before and after lunch.
They hugged me when they came to school in the morning and when they left for home in the afternoon. And perhaps
best of all, the children in my classroom hugged each other.
Every Wednesday, my students counted their hugs to make sure they were getting their fair share. I continued
the practice for several years. Through the years, I hugged all kinds of kids — those who were untidy and those who
were clean, children who were gifted academically and others whose gifts lay elsewhere. Among them, Nicole, one
of my students, stood out for her enthusiasm about Hugging Day. She was a shy girl who rarely spoke up in class,
but on Hugging Day, she would always be the first to line up to hug me. I could see how much a hug meant to her.
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One Wednesday afternoon, I was cleaning up my classroom.
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Nicole fell into my arms and began to sob.
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（二）
（2025·湖南·二模）
My dog, Molly, ran after me as I walked to my car that fall morning. I had had her only a couple of weeks, but
we had become nearly inseparable. I’d gone through heart surgery a few months back. I figured taking care of a dog
would keep me active. So I went to the local animal-rescue center. The little dog shaking slightly in a cage caught my
eye right away. I could tell she longed to be picked up and hugged.
I went to talk to the shelter worker. “She just came in,” the woman told me. “Her name is Molly.” The worker
opened Molly’s cage and let me pick her up. I stroked her silky fur and she stopped shaking. I filled out the paperwork
and took Molly home.
That fall morning last year I decided to take Molly with me for shopping. I opened the door. “Come on, Molly.
Let’s go.” She jumped into the car and settled down on the passenger seat. I got behind the wheel and started the
car.
We live in a remote area up in the hills outside San Rafael, California. You have to drive up the mountain in
low gear (低速挡) to get to our driveway, which is barely wide enough for one car and ends at a steep valley.
I twisted around and backed up slowly. Just then, a flash of sunlight blinded me. I put my hand up to shield
my eyes. “Oh, no! The edge!” I shouted. The car slipped in the soft soil, and rolled. I fell inside the car as it turned
over down the valley. The car rolled faster. Four, five, six rolls until I heard a horrible crunch. We landed upside
down. I looked over to find Molly. She was still in the passenger seat and, thankfully, she was okay.
“Sorry, girl,” I gasped. Something was wrong with my left leg. I grabbed my cell phone but just as I had
feared, I couldn’t get a signal. Now what? There was a hole in the driver’s side rear window. It was small, but just
maybe…
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I gently put Molly’s body through the hole.
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The voice was from Robin, my neighbor.
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（三）
（2025·山东青岛·二模）
It all started with the gift. A few months before I began college, my parents surprised me with the one thing
every young adult desires: a brand new laptop. That summer, I was glued to the screen, living in a digital world. I
spent hours on social media, chatting with friends, and ignoring the real one around me. I was more concerned with
the virtual interactions than the actual people and places around me. Being online was more important than anything
else.
So, when I heard my dad’s plan for our family vacation that year, I was less than thrilled. “This year,” he
announced, “we’re going to try something different. We’re going to a farm.”
A farm wasn’t my ideal vacation, but it was still a break from the routine. I went through the packing up and
planning, barely listening to the instructions. My mind was elsewhere, on the Internet, where my conversations never
stopped. I was so absorbed in my digital world that the first time I really paid attention to the real world was when
we get to our destination – a remote farm.
I stared out the window to see the breathtaking views outside. The air coming through the open windows was
warm and carried the fresh smell of the forest. But the view wasn’t what caught my attention. The moment I got off
the car, I rushed into the farmhouse. The real shock came when I tried to check my e-mail and found that I had no
Internet connection. I was standing there with a long face when I heard the laughter of three children. So, I went up
to them and asked, “Is the Internet available here?”
“We have no Wi-Fi here.” a boy, named Ethan, said softly. And then he told me they were sons of the farm
owner. I looked at him, too depressed to say anything. My laptop would be completely useless. I would live in the
wilderness for a week with no way to connect to the online world. I was close to tears, afraid of the boredom I had to
tolerate in the coming days.
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Early next morning, Ethan and his brothers came to invite me to hang out with them.
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Surprisingly, I never thought of my laptop that week.
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（四）
（2025·山东日照·二模）
Being a single mother had been difficult for Kate ever since her husband passed away. Balancing a job that
barely paid enough while taking care of her daughter, Holly had been a daily struggle. Money was always tight, and
there were many sacrifices, but Kate was determined to make sure Holly never felt like she was missing out on love
or happiness. She had been saving up for this dinner for months, wanting to give Holly a wonderful birthday.
As they stepped into the restaurant, Holly’s excitement was nearly impossible to contain. Her small hands
flipped through the menu. Before she could make a choice, a group of waiters appeared, singing “Happy Birthday”
as they carried a towering cake. Holly’s eyes grew wide with wonder, her smile stretching from ear to ear. Seeing her
daughter’s face light up made every penny Kate had saved worth it. For a moment, Kate forgot about the financial
struggles, the hard work, and the sacrifices. All that mattered was Holly's happiness.
As Holly tasted her cake, her face glowing with delight, a waiter approached Kate quietly and gestured for her
to step aside. “Ma’am, the cost is going to double,” the waiter said. “Double? Why?” she responded, panic bubbling
up in her voice. “The recipe for the cake has changed, and you will have to pay $100 now,” the waiter explained. Her
throat tightened. “$100 for a cake?! But...I can’t afford it,” she whispered. “I’m sorry, ma’am. But you’ll have to
pay,” the waiter said.
With trembling hands, Kate returned to the table, forcing a smile for Holly. When it was time to leave, Kate
felt her heart pounding as she asked Holly to wait by the door. Her mind raced, trying to figure out what she could
do. Her hands were trembling as she spoke. But to her surprise, the waiter responded, “The bill has already been paid
by a woman.” Tears of relief sprang to Kate’s eyes. “Do you know who she was?” Kate asked, her voice thick with
emotion.
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The waiter pointed toward the exit.
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As the woman walked away, Kate stood there, lost in thought.
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（五）
（2025·广东深圳·二模）
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.”
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With only three days left, I knew I had to act.
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On the final day, we presented our brochure in class.
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（六）
（2025·河北唐山·二模）
I was in the girls’ room when I heard them discussing me. My choices were either to immediately go out and
face them or to do it the coward’s (懦夫) way and stay where I was. I chose the coward’s way.
One girl said, “Did you see what she was wearing, Liz? Those clothes had to come from one of those awful
discount stores.”
Liz laughed. “She is a foster (寄养) kid. Come on, I don’t want to be late,” she said.
I waited until they were gone before I came out. I looked down at my skirt from a discount store. I thought
about the hours spent baby-sitting in order to earn the money to buy it. I was the new girl coming into the class, and
it seemed everyone already knew I lived in a foster home.
I ran out and rushed to the classroom. Mr. Stanford started to talk, and then I really panicked. Each student in
the entire school was to write and present a five-minute speech for English class. One winner would be chosen from
each class for the school final. Mr. Stanford asked us to give our own topic by next week.
I had always done well in school, although I’d had to change schools. Teachers always told me I could easily
make high honors if I would only participate more actively, but how could I speak up in class when I knew my voice
would shake? Ever since I was a little girl I had lived with the uncertainty.
With school over, I headed to my personal advisor’s office. When someone was placed in a foster home,
emotional support had to follow. JoAnne, my advisor, really did seem to care.
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I told JoAnne about the girls’ unkind words and the speech assignment.
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The next day I gave Mr. Stanford a paper with my topic written on it.
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（七）
（2025·山西·二模）
I was really starving when I stepped out of the city library after an entire afternoon buried in books. Then I
smelt something delicious—the hot dog stand at the street corner.
“One hot dog, please!” I nearly rushed to the stand.
“OK, ready soon!” The vendor (摊主) replied cheerfully. As he handed me the hot dog, he grinned, “You
deserve the best hot dog in the world!” I guessed that was the slogan for his little business, for the words were painted
in cheerful yellow letters on his cart.
I couldn’t wait to take a bite. The warm bread, the chili sauce and the juice in the sausage — it was the best
thing in the world! Definitely at that time!
“Five dollars, young lady,” the vendor said, wiping his hands on his apron.
Hot dog in one hand, I reached for my wallet with the other. Just then, “Ouch!” a cry came from behind me. I
turned back and found a woman in her 50’s struggling to pick herself up from the ground. Her grocery bag split open
with oranges rolling in every direction.
Seeing this, I stuffed the rest of the hot dog into my mouth, picked up the oranges and put them back into her
bag. “Are you okay?” I asked with concern.
“Thank you. I didn’t see the pole on the ground,” she breathed. Noticing her hand was wounded, I remembered
the Band-Aid(创可贴)in my bag and dug it out. “Thank you so much for your kindness,” the woman said as I carefully
applied it to her wound. Across the street, the bus I was about to take was pulling in. Waving a goodbye to the
woman, I dashed to the bus stop and barely got aboard before the door closed.
As the bus pulled away, I saw the woman bought a hot dog from the same vendor. On the way, I was always
wondering if she would be greeted with the same words, “You deserve the best hot dog in the world!” I was lost in
it...
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But wait — had I forgotten something?
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“Someone has paid for it,” the vendor smiled.
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（八）
（2025·广东汕头·二模）
We sometimes take our loved ones’ concern for granted and show our worst mood to the family. During my
growth, an experience in senior high school stood out in my memory.
As a taxi driver, my dad drove through chaotic streets with heavy traffic. Sometimes he had to deal with rude
passengers and struggle with thin income. Despite these, he never complained. Dad was devoted to our family and
cared much about us. The sunflower keychain I had given him as a Father’s Day gift in fifth grade had long lost its
shine. Yet he had it attached to his leather belt everywhere he went. Every day, he simply headed out early in his
worn-out uniform with two patches (补丁) and returned late with a tired but warm smile. When we joked about his
“fashionable patches”, he’d laugh and say, “These are my medals of honor!”
As I entered senior high school, my world became overwhelming. Math problems danced in my head. My
grades didn’t improve but even declined. School pressures skyrocketed. Even small things would set me off. Dad’s
daily “How’s school today?” felt like another weight on my back. I was mean to his inquiries, even though I knew he
meant well.
One day after a frustrating exam, I returned home, my backpack strap (肩带) cutting into my shoulder. Dad
was calculating the taxi bills then. “Hey,” he said, with a smile on his face, “How is …”
“STOP IT!” The words exploded out of me. “You’re always in my business! Can’t you just...leave me
ALONE?”
He froze. The pen he was holding rolled off the table. His face fell, as if I’d thrown cold water on him. Then
he stood up slowly and walked to his room. The door shut softly—not a slam ( 砰地关上), just a quiet click—that
somehow hurt me worse.
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I was shocked myself and my eyes fell on the keychain, my mind racing.
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I knocked at the door and it opened.
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（九）
（2025·河南·二模）
When I was growing up, Pippa, my childhood cat, was a big part of my life. During my childhood, she, my
beloved cat, played a significant role in my life. She was affectionate and would welcome me home from school. Her
passing due to illness had a great impact on me, leading me to decide that when I had my own home, I’d adopt a
similar cat.
In the previous summer, I bought my flat in London and was prepared to adopt. I discovered Simba via Cats
Protection, a charity devoted to aiding homeless animals. The cat Simba caught my eye within minutes, and I couldn’t
say the reason behind it. Maybe it was the lasting of my love for Pippa. The website stated her age as 27, which I
thought at first was a mistake and believed it should be 17. However, when informed she was available for adoption
at 27, I immediately adopted her.
Simba is a small indoor cat who looks for attention. She’s extremely friendly and will immediately settle on
anyone’s lap. The balcony is her favorite spot, especially on sunny days. She sticks to a regular schedule: rising at 6
am for breakfast, napping, awakening for afternoon treats, and then more naps. She has particular toys she enjoys.
Once I’m in bed, she climbs onto my chest and then sleeps off on my lap, later relocating near my feet for the rest of
the night.
One day, I learned that Simba was the world’s oldest living cat when someone from Cats Protection informed
me. The charity had obtained the vet’s records proving her birth in December 1995. I was amazed, yet didn’t expect
the high level of that attention. Guinness World Records visited to take photos, and a week later, images of Simba
and me were widespread, encouraging many heartwarming responses.
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The sudden fame brought by Simba led to a variety of activities.
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After the event to help senior cats, however, she was overwhelmed by too much attention.
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（十）
（2025·湖南·二模）
I had always thought of my neighborhood as a peaceful and friendly place. However, all that changed when
Mr. Thompson moved in next door. He was a middle-aged man who seemed to have a rather strange lifestyle.
At first, I didn’t pay much attention to him. But one day, I noticed that his car was always parked in a way that
blocked part of my driveway. It was really inconvenient, especially when I was in a hurry to go to work or pick up
my kids from school. I politely asked him to be more careful with his parking, but he just gave me a cold look and
said he would do so as he was pleased. This made me get cross with him.
As time went by, more problems arose. Mr. Thompson had a big dog that barked loudly day and night. I could
barely have a sound sleep, and my kids were also disturbed by the noise. I tried to talk to him about the dog, but he
refused to listen. He even accused me of being too sensitive.
One evening, I came home from a long-day work, extremely worn out. Just as I was about to park my car, I
found that Mr. Thompson’s car was once again blocking my driveway. I was so frustrated that I knocked on his door
forcefully. After seemed a long time, the door opened. There stood Mr. Thompson with an indifferent look on his
face. Words were exchanged, and both of us were angry. We had a heated argument. He even slammed the door shut
right in front of me. After that, we didn’t talk to each other for weeks. My once proud and friendly neighborhood ties
are gone.
One day, as I was mowing the lawn（修剪草坪）in my garden, I saw Mr. Thompson struggling to carry a
heavy box along his driveway.
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It seemed that he was about to drop it.
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As we were standing in his living room, Mr. Thompson broke the ice.
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（十一）
（2025·浙江·二模）
Mr. Whiteside was more than a regular teacher; he belonged to those rare educators who truly loved teaching.
His joy spread through his smile as he stood by the geometry blackboard, showing his passion for plane geometry (平面
几何) . I was a quiet, shy student who rarely spoke up—never causing trouble or drawing attention. Yet in his class,
plane geometry unexpectedly became my favorite subject. Through his lively teaching, the clear logic of geometric
principles quietly awakened interest in my usually silent heart.
Toward the end of the year, Mr. Whiteside wanted to check our knowledge of geometry and gave us 25 true/
false questions—a nationally standardized test. The test presented each problem with a conclusion shown. If we could
prove the result using rules we learnt in math class, the answer was true. If it couldn’t be proved, it was false.
I quickly finished 24 problems. However, number 17 seemed to be a great challenge. I knew deep down that I
had the ability to prove its truth, but the exact approach was not immediately obvious. Finally, I spent 30 minutes
working on that proof until it was completed. Satisfied, I marked the question true and handed in the completed
test.
The following day, when the results came back, my score was an impressive 96, signaling a solid grasp of the
subject. However, to my surprise and disappointment, number 17 was marked as incorrect. It was a blow to my
confidence, but I couldn’t ignore the efforts I had put into that problem. I clearly remembered that I had racked my
brain to cover my page with related lines, figures and formulas until the proof was there at last.
When Mr. Whiteside asked if there were any questions, for the first time, gathering all my courage, I raised
my hand and spoke up, “The correct answer to number 17 is true!”
Instead of arguing that this was a nationally standardized test, Mr. Whiteside did the most powerful thing I
have ever seen a teacher do.
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Para. 1 Nodding smilingly, he held out his chalk to me in front of the class.
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Para. 2 From that day in his geometry class, something changed.
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（十二）
（2025·黑龙江·二模）
One of my teachers once asked my class what our favorite memory was. She was asking for the moment in
which “you felt the best, like you had the world in the palm of your hand.” Some described grand awards; others
described winning a tournament. But I felt the best when I first learned how to ride my bike at the age of seven.
Actually, when I was born, my brother was a junior student at school, so there seemed to be a generation gap
between us. In his eyes, maybe I was too little to understand him or too young to share his sadness or happiness.
However, I hero-worshipped him. I was so curious about his world that I couldn’t wait to inquire about his
school life the moment he came back home. “I am so occupied with my assignment. Can’t you wait…?” he often
responded like that. Many times, I even wanted to literally follow my brother, sobbing every time I was prevented
from hanging around with him. “I was an annoyance to him.” I murmured sadly.
Later, I stopped trying to impress him and learned to be totally indifferent. Perhaps the silent treatment would
get more attention. I was wrong. We soon fell into a sad pattern—I avoided him, he ignored me, and deep inside, it
hurt. Indifferent or hostile, he was only a brother in name. I believed we would forever be apart, two housemates
without conversation, two strangers without warmth. I gradually assumed that my big brother didn’t show any concern
for me at all. My little heart got broken.
But the tide was turning last year. I got a bright-red bike as a birthday gift, but mom was too busy with endless
work and had no time to teach me. Of course, even though I was eager to learn, I was reluctant to beg my big brother to
teach me, so I decided to teach myself to ride, a little bit each day, but in vain. On that fateful day, it was no different. I
was coming to the end of my daily one-hour torture, and I was so frustrated that I threw my bike aside and began to
cry.
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I guess that was what caused my brother to come outside.
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An hour later, I was showing off my riding skill to my mom.
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（十三）
（2025·广东·二模）
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.
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She asked Mr. Carter for permission and began by taking on small tasks.
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Then one day, Mr. Carter rushed in with unexpected news: Olivia had suddenly fallen ill.
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（十四）
（2025·山东泰安·二模）
I really loved school, but since Maggie had transferred in, Elliott Elementary had become an uncomfortable
place. At approximately five eight inches, Maggie was the tallest in our fifth-grade class and actually taller than all
the students in the school. Despite her frightening height, Maggie’s attitude was the real problem. She teased everyone,
from helpless third-graders to boys in gym class. Many students secretly remarked that Maggie was all talk and no
action, but I was doubtful and cautiously avoided her attention. However, all changed when I went to school one
morning with a new hairstyle.
It all started when my best friend, Jaime, said my hair looked nice. I sensed Maggie’s sharp look, which made
me uncomfortable — but I remained focused on my math worksheet. At noon, in the cafeteria, Maggie walked by
and said, “Nice braid (辫子). Someone might cut it off.” What really made me very worried was when Maggie moved
her fingers like scissors. I was scared, but what really sent me into a panic was when Maggie moved her fingers to
imitate a pair of scissors in motion. My stomach dropped to my knees, and I immediately came up with a plan —
hiding in the bathroom after school to avoid meeting Maggie on the way home.
As soon as I got home, I told my mother about it uneasily. “Mom, Maggie Jordan wants to cut off my braid,” I
said, tears welling up in my eyes. My mother looked at me with concern, saying, “She’s a bully. She takes pleasure
in scaring others. Don’t be afraid of her. If she sees that you’re not scared, she’ll stop. I’ll bet she’s like everybody
else. Maybe she just wants to fit in but doesn’t know how.” I rolled my mother’s words around in my head. She did
have a valid point. Maggie wasn’t so great at making friends. Realizing Maggie might just be a regular fifth-grader
longing for friendship beneath her tough appearance, I decided to see if I could befriend her.
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The next day at noon, I spotted Maggie sitting in a corner of the cafeteria.
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My schoolmates were shocked to see Maggie and I show up in the gym.
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（十五）
（2025·湖北·二模）
On Sunday, Mike and his mother Rose went to Grandma Alondra’s house for lunch. Alondra had prepared
Mike’s favorite meal. “Mike’s school prom (舞会) is approaching, Mum,” Rose told Alondra. “Do you still have that
tailor’s contact who owned that old shop in town? I want to get a suit tailored for Mike. ” “Oh! I do! ” Alondra
laughed. “So, Mike, who’s going to be your date? ” she asked. “Nobody. I haven’t found anyone. So, I might not go, ”
Mike said, his eyes fixed on his phone.
Alondra said, “You kids are so lucky to have the prom and everything. I’ve never gone to one! ” “Really, Mum?
” Rose asked with a surprised look. “Well, yes. But that’s an old, old story! Let’s not go there, ” Alondra said. “The
thing is, Mike, you should definitely go and have a good time. ”
It was then that Rose had an idea. She asked Mike to take Alondra as his date to the prom. Mike disliked the
idea. As a teenager, and as the most popular boy at school, he didn’t want to take his grandmother to the prom. He
was afraid the other students would laugh at him. However, he couldn’t find a reason to turn this down. Not a single
one. Most importantly, he loved Alondra.
So, on the afternoon of prom day, Mike and Rose drove to Alondra’s house. When the older woman opened
her door to Mike in a suit, she smiled. “Oh! Look how beautiful you look, darling!” she said. Rose nudged (用肘轻
推) Mike. “Thank - thanks, Gran,” he said with a sigh (叹气) . “Will you, um, be my date tonight? I want to make
your dream come true. . . I want to take you to the prom.”
Alondra was both surprised and excited. While she didn’t want to go, Rose had persuaded her that it would be
a great bonding (联络感情的) time for her and Mike. So, Alondra put on her finest dress and went to the prom with
Mike.
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2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。
As Mike walked into the school hall with his grandmother, the whole place fell silent.
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Seeing Alondra was welcomed, Mike was relieved, and soon the party got started.
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