A young and successful manager had a new Jaguar, whose side* door was dented （凹陷的）. The damage was very noticeable, but the manager never bothered to repair it. He kept the dent there to remind him of one afternoon as well as this message： Don't go through life so fast that someone has to throw a brick at you to get your attention!
The manager was traveling down a neighborhood street, going a bit too fast in his new. Jaguar. He was watching for kids rushing out from between parked cars and slowed down when he thought he saw something. As his car passed, no children appeared. Instead, a brick crashed into the Jag's side door! He braked sharply and drove the Jag backward to the spot where the brick had been thrown. The angry driver then jumped out of the car, grabbed the nearest kid and pushed him up against a parked car, shouting, “What was that all about and who are you?”
The young boy apologized. "Please mister ... please, I’m sorry. . . I didn't know what else to do," he begged.
“I threw the brick because no one else would stop. . ." With tears corning down his face, the little boy pointed to a spot just around a parked car.
“My elder brother fell out of his wheelchair and I can't lift him up. he said.
Still crying, the boy asked the astonished manager, "Would you please help me get him back into his wheelchair? He's hurt and he's too heavy for me. ”
Moved beyond words, he hurried to the spot with the boy. Another boy was lying on the, ground bleeding. He took out his clean handkerchief and touched lightly at the fresh scrapes （擦 伤）and cuts. A quick look told him that the wound was serious, the disabled must be taken to the hospital at once.
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Luckily, he had a first-aid kit in the car.
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In fifteen minutes, they arrived at the nearest hospital.
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One day, I found a wallet on the street. The wallet contained only three dollars and a very old letter. The envelope was worn and the only thing on it was the return address. I started to open the letter, hoping to find some information. Then I saw the date-1990, and the signature-Beatrice. The letter was written several decades ago.
Then I made every effort and found out that Beatrice was now working in a hospital. I showed her the letter. The second she saw the letter, she took a deep breath and said, “Young man, this letter was the last contact I ever had with Henry. He is my only brother. I loved him very much. I was only 16 at the time and my brother is two years younger than me. If you can find him, tell him I'm still looking for him,” she said and tears began to well up in her eyes. “Mother is waiting for him to come back home.”
When I walked out of the building with the wallet in my hand, the guard of the building recognized the wallet, and with his help, I finally found its owner, Henry. I handed the wallet to Henry and he said, “Yes, that's mine! It must have dropped out of my pocket this afternoon.”
“I read the letter in the hope of finding out who owned the wallet.” I said. The smile on his face suddenly disappeared. He asked, “You read that letter?” “Not only did I read it, but also Beatrice read.” I replied. He suddenly became excited. “Beatrice? You know where she is? How is she? Please tell me,” he begged. “She's fine. She has been looking for you.” I said softly.
He grabbed my hand and said, “Sir, you know she is my only sister in this world. I've always missed her.”
Henry and I took the elevator (电梯) down to Beatrice's room. I walked over to her. “Beatrice,” I said softly, pointing to Henry, who was waiting with me in the doorway. “Do you know the man?”
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Beatrice adjusted her glasses, looked for a moment, but didn't say a word．
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Every Saturday night Mama would sit down by the kitchen table and count out the money Papa had brought home.
“ For the rent.” Mama would count out the big silver pieces.
“ For the groceries.” Another group of coins.
“I'll need a notebook.” That would be my sister Christine, my brother Nels or me.
Mama would put one or two coins to the side. We would watch with anxious interest. At last, Papa would ask, “Is that al!" And when Mama nodded, we could relax a little. Mama would look up and smile, “Good. We do not have to go to the Bank.” We were all so proud of Mama's Bank Account. It gave us such a warm, secure feeling.
When Nels graduated from grammar school, he wanted to go on to high school. “It will cost a little money,” he said.
Eagerly we gathered around the table. I took down a box and laid it carefully in front of Mama. This was the “Little Bank”. It was used for sudden emergencies, such as the time when Christine broke her arm and had to be taken to a doctor.
Nels listed the costs of the things he would need. Mama counted out the money in the Little bank. There was not enough. “We do not want to go to the Bank,” she reminded. We all shook our heads.
“I will work in Dilon's grocery after school,” Nels volunteered.
Mama gave him a bright smile and wrote down a number. “That's not enough,” Papa said. Then he took his pipe out of his mouth and looked at it for a long time. “I will give up smoking,” he said suddenly.
Mama reached across the table and touched Papa's arm. Then she wrote down another figure.
“I will look after the Elvington children every Friday night,” I said. “Christine can help me.”
Now there was enough money. We all felt very good because we did not have to go downtown and draw money out of Mama's Bank Account. I often dreamed of adding some money to the Bank Account someday. And that was twenty years ago.
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2.续写部分分为两段，每段的开头语已为你写好。
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Last year I sold my first story and got some money.
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Mama looked at me and said, “There is no account.”
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It was dark and freezing cold outside though it was four o'clock in the afternoon. The wind kept blowing. At that time, the bell rang loudly, and everybody packed their schoolbags and got ready to go home. The teacher dismissed the students, and they walked orderly to the school gate.
David was in Class One, Grade Seven. His mother would come and pick him up from school but today she was absent. David wondered what had happened, but he was not worried at all. It usually took only ten minutes for his mother to get to school by riding an electric bike. David saw his best companion, Tommy, who was his deskmate. Tommy was waiting patiently for his mother as well. They began to talk freely and happily. David congratulated Tommy on his excellent performance in the last math exam. At the same time, Tommy thanked David, without whose help he couldn't have made such rapid progress. Five minutes later, Tommy's. mother picked up Tommy and they said goodbye to each other.
David had to put up with his moments of solitude. He had no choice but to wait until his mother came into his sight. However, half an hour passed, and there was no sign that his mother would come. David was determined to walk home.
On his way home, David could hardly see any passers-by. The trees shook with the wind and the leaves fell from them without making any noise. David was lost in thinking what was wrong with his mother. Some terrible thoughts jumped out of his mind. “Maybe an accident happened to her. Maybe she got hurt by some robbers. Maybe she was seriously ill. ”Little David burst into tears and quickened his step. He did not dare to think over the results. What he could do was pray for the safety of his mother and wish everything was all right.
Time slipped away like an arrow. 2 In the short distance, it was his beautiful house with a garden. “This must, be the worst experience in my life," David thought to himself and felt scared.
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David stood in front of the door and opened it hurriedly.
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2.如何影响你。
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The person who influences me most
Many people do have a great influence on me
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How to get along well with your parents
As you are growing up, you may want to be free from your parents.
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My Dad’s Best Flower
I remember my first home was a small apartment on the second floor with a lovely and spacious balcony. When my mom was busy in the kitchen, she let me stay on the balcony watching the kids playing in the street. On that balcony I played sometimes with my elder sister, Maria. She was seven years old and when my mom was absent, she was like a mother to me. The balcony was a great hobby place for my father. After his work he used to grow carnations (康乃馨) in flower boxes. His carnations were red, pink and white, and everyone appreciated them for their beauty.
He took care of them with so much love and devotion. He dealt carefully with his flowers like a mother taking care of her baby. Many times I sat on the floor of the balcony for hours observing him and his lovely flowers with patience. He was always doing something on that balcony. He was watering them every day, cleaning the balcony floor, changing the potting soil and when the stems were thick, strong and high enough, he started his improvement operation attentively like a doctor.
My dad took a tiny knife and with his left hand he held the stem of the carnation and measured the height. Then he made a small mark on the stem with his finger. Afterwards he made a sharp cut with the knife, just enough to fit in again of barley (插穗的芽). Then he bandaged the stem with a small bandage. His job was then to water the plants and to take care of them. “No one should touch them,” he said to Mom. Every day, when he came home from work he went straight to the balcony.
Mom used to tell us, “Do not touch Daddy’s flowers.” For us it was a fascinating experience to watch how the small stems were growing and making flowers. When the carnations had grown big enough, my dad enjoyed watching them every day. We the kids did too.
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One day, my elder sister, who loved Dad very much, had a great idea.
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When my dad arrived, he went as usual, straight to the balcony and saw his flowers lying on the floor like dead animals.
_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________A lady wanted a birthday gift from her husband. For many months she had longed for having that beautiful ring, and knew for sure her husband could afford it. She told him that was all she wanted. On the morning of the birthday, her husband told her how proud he was to have such a good wife, and how much he loved her. As it was expected, he gave her a beautiful gift package. She couldn't wait to open it but only found a Bible inside. Angrily, she raised her voice and said to
her husband, “With all your money wasted, you give me a Bible?” She was so upset and disappointed that she only touched the cover of the book and left for another town far away. They hadn't contacted each other since then.
Many years passed and the lady was very successful in business. She owned two large companies and devoted all her time to running them. With time going on, she realized her husband was very old, and thought perhaps she should go back to visit him one day. But before she could, she received a letter telling her that he had been seriously ill and wanted to see her again for the last time. Without hesitation she drove on the way back almost at once.
When she arrived at his house, sadness filled her heart. He was lying in the bed and couldn't say even one word. He saw her, looking happy and excited. He pointed at something beside his pillow.
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She saw the still new Bible，just as she had left it years before.
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He looked at her and smiled to her just like many years ago.
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I lay on my bed, legs leaning against the wall, desperately wishing my mother would call. But I remembered the last time I'd seen her, right before the train for Providence pulled out of the station, “You know how expensive it is to call,” she said, then hugged me tight and said good- bye.
This was my first birthday away from home. I missed my mom, missed my sister, and most certainly missed the special pound cake my mother always made for my birthday. Since getting to college that year, I would watch jealously as the other freshmen received care packages from their parents on their birthdays--and even on ordinary days. Big boxes containing summer slacks and blouses, packages of M&M's and Snickers , things they needed and things they didn't. Instead of feeling thrilled about my upcoming eighteenth birthday, I felt empty. I wished my mom would send me something, too, but I knew that she couldn’t afford presents or the postage. She had done her best with my sister and me--raising us by herself. The simple truth was there just was never enough money.
But that didn’t stop her from filling us with dreams. “You can be anything you want to be,” she would tell us. “Politicians, dancers, writers -- you just have to work for it; you have to get an education.”
Thanks to my mom's sacrifices and big dreams, I’d made it to the Ivy League: Brown University in Providence, Rhode Island.
As I was recalling these things, my roommate joined me on the bed. “Hey. After we study, let's buy ice cream and cake.” I nodded, closed my eyes, and imagined the cake Mom would have made. Mmm. I could see the golden yellow of each of the twelve eggs, and I could almost smell the vanilla(香草) filling the house while the cake baked.
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1.所续写短文的词数应为150左右；
2.续写部分分为两段，每段的开头语已为你写好；
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The Meredith family lived in a small community. As the economy was in decline, some people in the town had lost their jobs. Many of their families were struggling to make ends meet. People were trying to help each other meet the challenges.
Mrs. Meredith was a most kind and thoughtful woman. She spent a great deal of time visiting the poor. She knew they had problems, and they needed all kinds of help. When she had time, she would bring food and medicine to them.
One morning she told her children about a family she had visited the day before. There was a man sick in bed, his wife, who took care of him and could not go out to work, and their little boy. The little boy -his name was Bernard-had interested her very much.
“I wish you could see him,” she said to her own children, John, Harry, and Clara. “He is such a help to his mother. He wants very much to earn some money, but I don't see what he can do.”
After their mother left the room, the children sat thinking about Bernard. “I wish we could help him to earn money,” said Clara. “His family is suffering so much.”
“So do I,” said Harry. “We really should do something to assist them.”
For some moments, John said nothing, but, suddenly, he sprang to his feet and cried, “I have a great idea! I have a solution that we can all help accomplish(完成).”
The other children also jumped up all attention. When John had an idea, it was sure to be a good one. “I tell you what we can do,” said John. “You know that big box of corn Uncle John sent us? Well, we can make popcorn(爆米花), and put it into paper bags, and Bernard can take it around to the houses and sell it.”
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When Mrs. Meredith heard of John's idea, she thought it was a good one, too.
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With everything ready, Bernard started out on his new business.
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