Recently a piece of news about a child pouring ink and his parents’ education method has aroused a heated discussion among netizens. A 7-year-old naughty boy poured some ink out of a window on the 7th floor, not only dirtying the clothes on the neighbors’ balconies downstairs, but also staining the windows, walls and floors. Hearing about the situation, the parents made apologies from door to door with their son. Meanwhile, they brought home the neighbors’ stained clothes to wash and compensated for their losses. In addition, the parents paid for professionals to clean the polluted walls, in front of which their son was kept standing in the sun and watching them being cleaned.
The news resonated (共鸣) with netizens in that many families have such children, who often make mistakes. High praise has been given to the couple for the method of educating their son. Instead of beating or scolding him, the couple took their responsibility as parents and punished their son to make him aware of the consequences of improper behavior.
【写作内容】
1. 用约30个单词概述上述信息的主要内容；
2. 你如何看待该父母处理此事的方式，并给出理由;
3. 请针对孩子犯错，给出合理的应对建议（不少于两点）；
4. 结合自身实际，谈谈你会如何回报亲情。
【写作要求】
1. 写作过程中不得直接引用原文语句；
2. 文中不能出现真实姓名和学校名称；
3. 不必写标题。
【评分标准】
内容完整，语言规范，语篇办连贯，词数适当。
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Navratri was almost here! Deepa couldn't wait for the party in the dance hall. She'd wear her special two-piece dress with tiny bells on it. She'd jump and skip just to hear those bells jingle.
"I think you should try it on," Mom said, handing Deepa the skirt. "You've grown a lot this year. It may not fit."
Deepa stepped into her skirt and tried pulling it up. Mom made a worried expression and said, "It's too small. Try the blouse." But that was small, too.
Deepa's throat tightened. Last year, Deepa and Mom had flown to India to visit Deepa's aunt, or Masi, for Navratri. Masi had taken Deepa shopping for a holiday dress. Deepa had loved the way the bells on Masi's anklets jingled as they walked through the market. When Deepa found a dress that jingled, too, she cried, "That one!"
For nine nights, she and her aunt had laughed and danced in the village with their skirts. And now the dress no longer fit.
"Can we have it changed?" Deepa asked. "We can try," said Mom. But when the tailor looked at the dress, he shook his head. He said it could only be made smaller. That afternoon, Deepa and her mom went to an Indian store in the mall and picked out a dress covered with little mirrors. It didn't feel special. But it fit. Deepa tried getting into the holiday spirit as they drove to the Navratri party. But her dress was too quiet.
In the parking lot, Mom opened the car trunk to put away her bag. Deepa noticed a familiar bag. "Is that my dress?" she asked. "I forgot to put it away," Mom said, closing the trunk. No one would ever see it again, Deepa thought sadly.
As they neared the dance hall, Deepa heard drums beating and people laughing. Inside, hundreds of dancers clacked colorful sticks together in a circle. The room felt warm and alive.
A lady danced past and her little girl followed, jumping along holding sticks tied with bells. Deepa smiled. It was like watching herself with Masi. Later, paper plates thick with sauce were served.
注意：
1．续写词数应为150左右；
2．请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。
The girl squeezed past Deepa, carrying a plate.
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Deepa touched Mom's arm and whispered, "I can help her."
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Melissa was a single parent of three small children, working at a low-paid job. Money was always tight and she had to work hard to make ends meet. But they still felt blessed with a roof over their heads, food on the plate, clothes on their backs, and even if not a lot, always enough. Not knowing they were poor, the kids just thought their mother was strict in money management. Melissa was really glad about that.
Christmas was just around the corner. Although there wasn't budget for a lot of gifts, Melissa planned to please the kids with a family party. She prepared weeks ahead of time, asking one by one what the kids wanted for Christmas. Fortunately, Melissa managed to spare $ 80 dollars for the whole family to enjoy the fun of Christmas shopping.
The big day arrived. Mellissa drove the kids to a nearby Walmart and gave each kid a twenty-dollar bill. “Now, my children,” she announced, “you have two hours to pick a gift in the supermarket. Then we will meet back at the gate.” Excited, the children scattered (四散) and rushed into the supermarket.
Melissa smiled. She looked at her own note and put it back into her pocket. Well, the Melissa smiled. She looked at her own note and put it back into her pocket. Well, the children's shining faces were the most precious Christmas gift for her, weren't they? Sitting in the car, she waiting patiently, imagining what gifts the kids would choose. She couldn't wait to share their joy.
Two hours later, the kids came back one by one. Tom and Tick rushed to their mother, eyes twinkling with excitement. They showed their gifts to Melissa and jumped with joy. The third child, Ginger, was obviously left behind, who dragged her feet to the car. To everyone's surprise, Ginger was empty-handed. Melissa said nothing, asked the kids to get into the car and headed home:
注意：1.续写词数应为150左右；
2.请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。
Driving home, everyone was talking about their gifts in high spirits except the youngest daughter, Ginger.
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________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Once there was a little girl named Emily. Although her singing was very pleasant to hear, lacking of courage, she never dared to sing in front of strangers.
One summer, the neighborhood where she lived would hold a singing competition. Her best friend, Lucy, came to invite her to participate in the competition, but Emily said, “I’m afraid to take part in it.” Her mother said, “It’s okay; just do it bravely.” Emily followed her mama’s advice and decided to give herself a try. The day came. Emily and Lucy went to the competition site. But she was too timid (胆小的) to walk onto the stage. She had been waiting until others finished singing. She shakily (颤抖地)forced herself to stand on the stage. She started to sing, but her voice was so low. What’s worse, she was so nervous that she forgot the lyrics (歌词)after singing a few words. Being laughed at by others, embarrassed and shy, she ran away from the stage.
Some naughty boys ran after her and said, “Emily, coward (胆小鬼)! Emily, coward!” Emily didn’t argue with them. What she wanted was to go back home as quickly as she could. Finally she rushed into the house, hugged her mom and cried sadly.
“Well, my poor girl, don’t cry. Tell me what happened to you,” asked her mom. Emily looked up at her mother and told her what she had experienced.
Listening to her, her mom cupped her face and said, “It doesn’t matter, girl. As long as you practice singing more in front of strangers, you will become braver little by little. So, my girl, don’t be beaten by a failure. You can go out to practice singing every day. No matter who is listening to you, go on singing and never stop. I believe there will be a harvest for you.”
注意: 续写词数应为80-100左右。Emily listened to her mother carefully and followed her mom’s suggestion.
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1. 简要地描述漫画的内容；
2. 阐述这幅漫画的意义。
注意：
1. 字数100左右；
2. 邮件的开头和结尾已经给出，不计入总词数。
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[写作内容]
1. 用约30词概括你对社会责任的理解；
2. 依据你的理解阐述社会责任感的重要性；
3. 结合实际谈谈如何有效培养中学生的社会责任感。
[写作要求]
1. 作文中不能出现真实姓名和学校名称；
2. 不必写标题。
[评分标准]
内容完整，语言规范，语篇连贯，词数适当。
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In the 1970s, when I was a new teacher at a school in Detroit, I was arranged to teach a particularly talented class. The students included a little girl named Mary Kay, who had spent only one year at our school — the year that I had her in my third-grade class.
Her father was Billy Kim, a quite famous man. He was from South Korea. His daughter Mary Kay could speak beautiful English, and loved smiling. She had great respect for learning and never made trouble in class.
In one class, I asked Mary Kay to read an article in our book out loud. To my surprise, although Mary Kay could speak beautiful, flowing English, she was poor in reading. She even mispronounced many words. Immediately, the kids in the class laughed at her.
Then I said to Mary Kay, “Why don’t you go and write some words in your native language on the blackboard for everyone?” Mary Kay’s eyes suddenly brightened, and she walked with a smile to the board, full of new-found confidence.
The other children watched as she wrote word after word along with her name in her native language. The whole class immediately watched with a bit of respect and amazement, not pity. Then one of the students said, “Write my name Mary Kay.” And she did. Then more students asked. Soon, the whole class had their names on the board, and Mary Kay became a heroine. She could do something the others could not. She went from feeling inadequate (能力不足的) to feeling proud. In the following days, I still often encouraged Mary Kay.
After Mary Kay finished her third grade, I had never met her and lost contact with her. About 30 years later, I happened to meet with her father in a local church. And I decided to ask him about Mary Kay, so I introduced myself first.
Paragraph 1: I said, “Hello, Mr. Kim. I’m Sophia brown.”
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Paragraph 2: She told me how much my class had influenced her life.
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