谈谈你的理解 | 1. 健康指强壮的身体，有较强的活动能力和劳动能力 |
| 2. 健康也指心理健康，良好的社会适应力，以及有道德 | |
给同学们的建议 | 1. 利用学校每天的“阳光体育一小时”，积极参加锻炼 |
| 2. ……(请考生结合自身想法，再写一到两点) |
1. 对所有要点逐一陈述，适当发挥，不要简单翻译；
2. 词数100左右。开头和结尾已经写好，不计入总词数；
3. 文中不得提及有关考生个人身份的任何信息，如校名、人名等。
Ladies and gentlemen,
It’s my great honor to have been given the chance to share with you my opinion on health.
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It was Lauren’s birthday and she told everyone in our class that there would be a magician. I really didn’t want to go because I always felt very nervous and scared if I had to go anywhere there would be lots of people (like basically everywhere). Also because the day before my dad had told me that sometimes magicians cut people in half. I cried a lot when we got there so Mum said I could stay next to her.
But when the magician got there we all had to go and sit down on the floor to watch the magic. He said “Hello, boys and girls! I’m Magic Andy!” in the loudest voice ever. Then he made everyone shout “Hello, Magic Andy! ”at him again and again, louder and louder, only I couldn’t open my mouth to say anything so I couldn’t join in.
Then Magic Andy said, “Now, who would like to be my special magical assistant?” And straight away I thought, Not Me. I don't like standing up in front of people, I don't like anyone looking at me, and I had decided by then that I didn't like magicians very much either. So everyone put their hands up apart from me. And it was a bit like being in An Actual Nightmare (噩梦) because Magic Andy did something I thought was against the law - he picked me to be his volunteer. The only person without a raised hand who really did not want to be his volunteer.
Everyone turned and stared, and I felt like they were playing a trick on me or something, because I had accidentally volunteered myself by Definitely Not Volunteering. I felt hot and dizzy and I couldn't move my head to see if Mum was behind me. I was frozen to the spot but someone helped me up to the front and everyone was clapping.
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As I stood on stage, I felt extremely nervous.
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Magic Andy continued with more tricks and I slowly began to relax.
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English was always easy for me, but that changed the first day I walked into Mrs. Johnson’s class. I’d heard rumors from former students that she was strict and demanding that her class was impossible to pass, and that I was crazy for even wanting to take it. Consequently, I was extremely nervous.
On the first day of school, Mrs. Johnson stood in the front of her classroom, smiling, while she waited for the class to settle down. Her long, curly, red hair and clear blue eyes made her seem full of life. You could tell she had so much knowledge that it just wanted to overflow and spill (溅出) all over the floor.
“This course is Advanced Writing Course,” she said. “I’m not exaggerating when I say this class will be difficult, but if you trust me, I’ll guide you.”
She explained her grading system was different from what we were used to and that we’d better forget about the so-called good grades we had got before. She guaranteed that our writing would improve once we understood the new writing skills which she would teach us.
“Writing is an art,” she said. “You can’t just put words on a piece of paper and sign your name on top of it. Instead, what you put your name on is out there to be judged.”
I’d never thought about it that way. Every time I rushed to finish an essay and wrote my name on top, it was still my writing, my words, out there for everyone to read.
She hoped that if we wanted to be good writers, we had to remember writing really was an art, and that it might take a long time to perfect.
Even though I thought I was doing fine in her class, my writing grade was terrible. I began to doubt myself and even thought about quitting the writing class. That was when I realized I needed to find out what I could do to improve my grade.
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So I went to Mrs. Johnson’s office after class.
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___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Erie raised his daughter Riley alone. One day, Eric noticed a young teenage boy standing in front of a drugstore. He approached him, and found out that the boy wanted to buy medicine for his sick mother, but had no money. The boy cried out, “if I don’t bring home medicine, my mom will die. But I won’t be able to handle it.”
Upon hearing this, Erie didn’t hesitate to pay for the medicine. “I’ll pay for the medicine on his behalf,” he said, handing the pharmacist (药剂师) a couple of bills from his pocket. The boy looked at Erie with grateful eyes, and cried, “Thank you so much. You are heaven-sent.”
“There will always be people willing to help you, son,” Eric told him before handing him two portions of food. “Here, take this to your mom and have a hot meal with her,” he said before letting the boy go.
His daughter Riley saw the whole scene and said, “Dad, we have barely enough money. Why did you pay for the medicine?” “Riley, the good you put out into the world will eventually find its way back to you. Just keep doing good,” Eric told his daughter.
When Riley turned thirty, she needed an operation urgently after being told there was something wrong with her heart. With difficulty breathing, Eric rushed Riley to the hospital in an ambulance. “You’ll be alright, Riley.” he cried. “Don’t worry, Daddy is here. We’ll get through this together,” he promised her.
Eric did try his best to find the money for bis daughter’s operation. He asked all of his friends, but it was still not enough. Therefore, Eric decided to sell their house. It was enough to pay for her operation, but they would be left with nothing, “it’s okay,” he told himself. I will be able to earn money again, but if I lose my daughter, nothing will ever bring her back.”
By the time Erie made it back to the hospital, Riley was in her hospital room, weak and pale. He sat beside her bed and held her hand. “You’ll be okay, my sweet daughter. We’ll soon have the money for the operation,” he promised her.
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__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________“Daddy, I have something to tell you. I wanted to ask your permission to go to America.” I didn’t finish my speech as he shouted, “No!” “But why? What…”, I replied. “If this all is about money, then you may not worry, I got a scholarship …”
I didn’t know what to do. I felt a warm tear running down my cheek. I thought there would be no problem because he always knew how much I dreamt about studying abroad. I was so angry and said: “But why do I have to ask your permission? I am already 18 and I’m not a kid anymore. You can’t tell me what is right and what is wrong.”
I shut the door so hard that it staggered. I was so disappointed that all these years he couldn’t see what I was doing. The tears were flowing on their own. I realized how much my love for dad was, however, I just could not stay at my hometown anymore.
I left home and my eyes were full of anger and tears. I didn’t know what to do and what to expect, but I decided to go far away from home and start creating my dream life. I took a bus and went to the airport.
I closed my eyes and felt that something was wrong. Everything was so silent when suddenly I heard my phone ringing. It was a nurse from the local hospital:
“Hello! Are you the daughter of Kuat?”, she asked. “Your dad has had a heart attack and he’s in a coma now. The situation’s serious. We want you …”
I wasn’t listening to her anymore. Tears were flowing and I started to choke when all of a sudden I heard a man’s voice and opened my eyes. I realized that it was a nightmare.
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I started searching for my phone and wanted to hear my dad’s voice.
__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________“Here you are, my sweetie. I’m not letting you leave because I don’t want you to forget me.
__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________“You’re a mom of five. You’re fifty years old!” My thoughts fought with my kids’ words—“Do it, Mom. You never do anything for yourself.”
It was Wednesday, the time for my first drum lesson. The minute I stepped into the house, I headed directly to the seating area in the back. My hands kept fidgeting (不停摆弄) with the sticks. I kept nervously looking at the time. I knew the teacher would say I was not the right type of person to play the drums. I turned around to see an older man looking at me.
“Stephanie? I’m Mike, the drum teacher,” he said. I felt nervous. But Mike had a very calm manner, so I relaxed just slightly. Not only did he not tell me that I was the wrong type of person to play the drums, but he complimented (称赞) me on how well I held the sticks and followed along with him. I learned how to read a couple of simple sheets of music, but then my thirty-minute lesson was over.
Walking back to my car, I was full of energy. With my practice pad set in the living room, I practiced as much as possible throughout the week. My fourteen-year-old daughter had often complained that I never sat down with them and that I was always working around the house. But now with my lesson to practice, I finally sat down with them, talking as I practiced my drumming. My second lesson came, and I played the sheets of music for Mike. When I finished the whole lesson without stopping, Mike said, “You played that perfectly!” He sounded amazed.
I’m by nature a quiet person—I work at the library—so it seems contradictory for me to pick drumming as something just for me. But I find as I sit in front of my set and beat out rhythms, I become so focused on the drums. I’m not nervous, shy or quiet. I’m a drummer.
As the weeks turned into months of playing, Mike convinced me to play at a show his band hosted.
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“I’m so nervous. What will I do? What will I play?” I asked.
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My teacher went up to the microphone and made the announcement.
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1. 你的观点;
2. 说明理由;
3. 分析前景。
注意：写作词数应为80左右。
Will ChatGPT replace humans?
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When I was twelve, my parents let me babysit for Mr. and Mrs. Joseph who lived down the street with their two little preschool girls. Most of my babysitting occurred during daylight hours while Mrs. Joseph went shopping. One day she asked if I could stay with her daughters in the evening, promising she and her husband would be home by ten p. m. After pleaded with (恳求) them, desperate to earn fifty cents an hour for six hours—three whole dollars!—my parents agreed.
At four o'clock, I knocked on the Josephs' front door, greeted the kids, and received detailed instructions from their mother. A few minutes later, the girls and I were alone. We played hide-and-seek, did some finger painting together, and I fixed them scrambled eggs (炒鸡蛋) and toast soldiers for dinner. Then, at about eight p, m., I gathered the two kids beside me on the sofa and began to read them a story.
I heard a soft click, as if the front door had been opened, and I stopped. “Go on,” said Melanie, the four-year-old. “Keep reading.” “Wait.” I put my finger to my lips, “I thought I heard someone come in.” I heard the click again, and the lamp beside me switched on. All three of us jumped. Then the drapes (帘子) closed across the big window.
I screamed, put a little girl under each of my arms, and ran upstairs to the bathroom. As I locked the door behind us, I heard music begin to play from a radio somewhere downstairs. The girls clutched (紧紧抱住) each other in fear as I calmed them down, saying, “There's a bad man in the house. You have to be perfectly quiet. ”
The three of us sat on the floor, ears pressed to the wooden door ... listening. Even two-year-old Tricia was very quiet. For two hours we listened to the music playing, but we never heard another sound. No footsteps, no creaking (嘎吱作响的) doors, or breaking of china. Definitely no one walking up the stairs.
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Then the front door opened with a bang and we all jumped.
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With only a week before Easter knocked on their door, Faith, the eldest daughter, sat at her old sewing machine—a special gift from her late mother aside from her sewing skills. Her father, George, lost his arm in an accident.
“Let’s have a festive dinner, Dad!” she told George. “We haven’t celebrated anything since Mom’s death.”
“Honey, I barely have any money left.”
“But,” he added. “I can buy some groceries to make a big one.”
“Perfect!” Faith screamed.
In the street, no one noticed George carrying the groceries alone with only one arm. One of his shopping bags slipped and he knelt to pick it up, unaware of an SUV rushing toward him. The harm was done before George could act, with groceries scattering everywhere.
Faith turned around after hearing her father scream but couldn’t locate him. When she dashed down the street, she found George in front of the SUV.
The driver was rushing to get to a meeting and didn’t notice George. She stuffed the money in George’s fist and was about to leave. But George refused.
“I maybe poor, but I can’t take it. My father didn’t raise me to become such a man. Have a good Easter. Try to be more empathetic to others if possible!”
The rich woman couldn’t believe it.
“Sorry, Faith. You have to go through Easter without a dinner.” George said.
“Dad, don’t say that,” Faith wrapped her arms around her father and told him not to worry. She had a brilliant idea!
For the next two days, Faith didn’t sleep a wink(整夜未合眼). She sat at her old sewing machine, making new garments(服装) for an online sale. Luckily, everyone loved Faith’s designs.
On Easter morning, Faith got a strange message from a woman named Emma, who was interested in her designs and wanted to meet her. Faith was so delighted and wrote a reply, accepting the meeting.
The next day, Faith got up early, George preparing breakfast. When she heard the sound of tires, she raced to the window and saw a familiar SUV pull up.
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As Faith opened the door, followed by George, she found herself face-to-face with a fashion woman she’d never forget.
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Sugar is sweet, and so are you.
Those words were what one of my new classmates wrote to me in an autograph book (签名簿) when I moved with my family to a new country, feeling extremely lonely.
Having settled in a completely unfamiliar place, my father and mother worked day and night to provide for the family, though we were still in debt. I spoke a little English and was sent to a public school. Being ten years old, I was placed in the fourth grade. Some of the children in the class tried to be friendly but I didn’t have time to hang around with them after my lessons because I had to help with the housework and look after my little brothers and sisters.
At the end of the school year all the kids were excited about going to camp, a concept that was quite foreign to me. Also foreign to me were some of the customs the children had. The strangest one was the “autograph book”! It was a blank book, about four by six inches, with pages in different colors. My schoolmates exchanged their autograph books with each other and wrote silly messages on the pages. These messages made no sense to me: “Yours till the kitchen sinks.” “Yours till the horse flies.” “Yours till Niagara falls.”(永远属于你) Teachers and older relatives wrote more serious and practical words like a prayer or wish—I remember something about a “wise owl living in a tree” (少说话多做事的人).
The boy whose desk was next to mine asked me to write a few words in his autograph book. I didn’t know what to say, so I just signed my name. Then he asked if he could write in my autograph book. I explained I didn’t have one, embarrassed and upset.
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That night when I went to bed, I felt sorry for myself.
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The next day, the boy sitting beside me whispered he wanted to give me something at break.
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