专题08 读后续写
参考答案
1．参考范文
But what I saw took me completely by surprise. John was surrounded by the very teenagers he had described
as troublemakers. They were sitting on the grass, listening intently as John recounted his sea stories, their eyes wide
with fascination. The loud music was gone, replaced by the gentle sound of John’s voice weaving tales of adventure
and solitude on the high seas. The teenagers, who had once seemed so wild and unapproachable, were now
captivated by John’s words, their expressions softening with each passing story.
When John saw me, he came up smiling, eager to tell me what had happened. He explained that when he had
arrived at the park, the teenagers had initially been their usual boisterous selves. But as he began to speak, sharing
snippets of his life as a sailor, they had gradually quieted down, drawn in by the authenticity and richness of his
experiences. From that day on, John had a new group of friends, and the park became a place of connection rather
than fear, where stories were shared and friendships were forged across generations.
2．One possible version:
Paragraph 1
Just as they were approaching the shallow water, a huge wave suddenly rolled ahead. Luca’s heart raced, but
he stayed calm. He called out for the surfer to hold on tight, then changed the direction to avoid being hit directly
by the huge wave. However, the wave still poured down on them, but Luca sheltered the exhausted man with his
body. When the mist cleared, he guided the board forward again, his muscles screaming but his resolve unshaken.
They inched closer to shore, each movement fighting against the leftover current.
Paragraph 2
When Luca finally dragged the surfer onto the beach, lifeguards rushed over immediately. They checked the
surfer’s condition and wrapped him in a blanket. The man, still trembling, grabbed Luca’s hand and thanked him
repeatedly. “You saved my life,” he whispered weakly. Luca smiled, feeling a sense of pride. When his parents
rushed to the beach and hugged him tightly, their worries were replaced by admiration. He smiled more broadly
with satisfaction, for all his hard surfing training proved to be a lucky bonus in the rescue.
3．The celebration we had worked so hard for seemed to be on the edge of ruin. Everyone stopped their work,
staring at the pouring rain with disappointment. My father paced anxiously, muttering about the wasted
preparations for the garden. But my mother quickly calmed us down, saying, “We just need to move everything
indoors!” We all sprang into action at once: moving tables and chairs from the garden to the living room and dining
room, hanging the lanterns on the walls, and placing the delicious food on every available surface. My brother and I
even added some fairy lights around the stairs, making the house warm and bright. In no time, the messy rooms
turned into a cozy party space.
The guests arrived one after another, joining us in the indoor celebration. They all praised the warm
decoration and the delicious food, not minding the last-minute change at all. We gathered around the newborn baby,
taking turns to hold him gently and sending our best wishes. Laughter and talking filled every corner of the house,
mixing with the sound of rain outside. My father raised his cup, saying, “This storm can’t stop our joy for the new
life!” Everyone cheered. That day, I learned that the best celebrations aren’t about perfect plans, but about the love
and togetherness that make every moment special.
4．
Without any hesitation, Bell pulled over and hurried to the car. The flames were already licking the door, and
thick black smoke was pouring out of the window, making the driver cough violently and struggle to breathe. Bell
didn’t think twice, grabbed a heavy stone nearby, smashed the window with all his strength, and pulled the driver
out of the burning car just as the car’s front seat caught fire. He quickly patted the driver’s back to help him spit out
smoke and calm him down patiently until the fire truck and ambulance arrived. Once again, he gently declined the
driver’s eager thanks, saying softly, “Anyone would do the same in this situation.”
A week later, the rescued driver together with reporters came to Bell’s house. The driver held a sincere thank-
you letter and a small gift, repeatedly expressing his deep gratitude for saving his life. Reporters gathered around,
asking Bell why he always acted bravely without hesitation. Smiling gently, Bell said, “I just remember how
desperate it feels to be in danger — helping others is not heroism, but the most basic kindness we should have.” His
plain words touched everyone present, and the small town finally understood: true heroism lies in humility and a
warm, kind heart.
5．One possible version:
After the curtains fell, Emily found Grace. She saw the genuine concern and regret in Grace’s eyes. In that
moment, Emily understood the power of forgiveness. Holding onto her hurt feelings wasn’t only harming their
friendship but was also hurting herself. Emily forgave Grace, not just in words, but with a heartfelt hug. They
talked it out, understanding that miscommunication happened and that their friendship was strong enough to
withstand misunderstandings.
Their reconciliation (和解) brought back the joy in their lives. They learned that forgiveness is not just about
the other person but also about freeing oneself from negative emotions. Their friendship grew stronger, built on a
deeper understanding and respect. The experience taught Emily and Grace, and those around them, an important
lesson about the power of forgiveness. It showed them that everyone makes mistakes, but the willingness to forgive
and move forward is what truly strengthens friendship.
6． The next day, Jack went to the teacher’s office. His hands trembled as he knocked on the door. When Ms.
Cathy looked up, he took a deep breath and confessed, “I didn’t write the essay myself — I used AI.” Tears welled
up in his eyes as he explained his struggle with writing and his regret. To his surprise, Ms. Cathy smiled gently.
“Honesty takes courage, Jack,” she said. “Let’s work together to improve your writing skills. The competition is
about growth, not just winning.” Relieved, Jack felt a weight lift off his shoulders.
The day to announce the results of the contest came. Though Jack’s essay was disqualified, Ms. Cathy
praised his integrity in front of the class. Later, she handed him a new assignment — a handwritten essay on “The
Value of Honesty.” This time, Jack poured his heart into it. Weeks later, his revised work won a school award.
Standing on the stage, he realized true success came not from shortcuts, but from effort and honesty. The applause
he received felt sweeter than any trophy.
7．例文
To help Mike learn the lesson, Mr. Stone figured out a unique strategy. The next morning, he entered the
classroom holding a severely crumpled piece of paper, immediately capturing the students’ curiosity. He placed the
wrinkled paper on his desk and then instructed the students to try smooth it out. Despite their great efforts, the
paper couldn’t return to normal. “This,” he began, “was once smooth and perfect, just like every heart before it gets
hurt by unkind words.” Mr. Stone looked at Mike meaningfully and continued, “The pain caused by hurtful words
is like these permanent wrinkles—even time cannot completely erase them.”
Hearing this, Mike lowered his head in shame. Heart aching with genuine regret, he finally understood how
deeply his thoughtless joke must have hurt Sara. At that moment, he made a firm decision to not only apologize but
also to make things right. During the break, he approached Sara’s desk nervously. “I’m truly sorry for making fun
of your hair. Your hair is actually unique and cool.” To his surprise, Sara offered a warm smile. Witnessing this, Mr.
Stone nodded, recognizing that while paper wrinkles remain, kindness can always draw new patterns over them.
8．
Nearing the doorway, Jenny took a deep breath. The scene of her mother anxiously pacing back and forth
outside the house flashed through her mind, making her heart ache. She raised her hand to knock on the door, but
hesitated for a moment. Memories flooded in: how her mother would tuck her in at night, how she would patiently
wait for her to come home from school every day, and how she would prepare her favorite meals without
complaint. “I was so stupid,” she murmured to herself, tears welling up again. Finally, she mustered up the courage
and knocked on the door.
A gentle touch on her hair called her mind back. She looked up and saw her mother’s worried yet relieved
face. Her mother’s eyes were red, and there were faint traces of tears on her cheeks. “Where have you been? I’ve
been looking for you everywhere,” her mother said, her voice trembling with emotion. Jenny threw herself into her
mother’s arms, sobbing, “Mum, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have quarreled with you and run out of the house. I’m so
grateful for everything you’ve done for me.” Her mother patted her back gently, saying, “Silly girl, I’m the one
who should be sorry. I shouldn’t have scolded you so harshly.” In that warm embrace, Jenny realized that her
mother’s love was the most precious gift in the world.
9．例文
Minutes later, I was knocking gently on Mr Marco’s door. I wondered whether he accepted my invitation.
Upon catching sight of me, he couldn’t contain his surprise. My arrival took him aback slightly. I quickly explained
I was extending an invitation for him to join us, adding that as neighbors, it would be a pleasure for him to meet my
family. A long silence hung in the air, before he finally broke it with a slow, deliberate nod - a gesture that spoke
volumes for his acceptance. For the first time, a genuine smile touched his lips-one that reached his eyes, bringing
warmth to both our hearts. Then, we turned toward my rooftop.
My husband and Lily hid their surprise, greeting Mr Marco with genuine warmth. They greeted Mr Marco
as though welcoming a long-lost friend. They put a chair beside the table, where laughter ran like ripples on spring
water, melting away the long cold silence between them. As he drank his tea, signs of his old stern look changed
into a calm glow that made his face peaceful. The rooftop, once divided by walls of not understanding each other,
turned into a warm place full of family feeling and quiet happiness. In that shared meal, kindness filled every gap,
showing that even the farthest distance can be gently brought into a sense of belonging.
10．参考范文
On the day of submission, Maya hesitated at the judges’ door. She remembered her father’s words — and
walked in. Inside, three judges sat at a long table. “Title?” a woman asked. “Return,” Maya said softly. The lady
smiled, pressed the “play” button on Maya’s tiny recorder, and the room filled with the sound of waves, drumbeats,
and seagull cries. Maya held her breath. When the music ended, another judge looked up and said, “Thank you.
We’ll remember this.” Maya nodded, took back her recorder, and walked out, heart pounding but lighter than
before.
Finally, it was time for the winners to be announced. Maya’s heart raced. The judges stepped out with a
microphone and said, “Third place… second place…” Each name made the crowd clap. Then one judge paused and
smiled. “First place — Maya, with Return!” The crowd cheered. Maya’s dad lifted her onto the stage. Maya
received a big seashell and took the microphone, her voice shaking but clear: “Thank you, Dad, for telling me the
song only had to be mine. You stood by me when I doubted myself, you taught me to be brave, and you showed me
what matters most.” The boats answered with long whistles, as if the sea itself were applauding.
