Several years ago,I was living in New York and working for an airline,so I never got back home for Christmas. My Christmas was happy too with some other colleagues around. But in my heart,I was sad because I couldn't stay with my family. Sometimes my colleagues would say our Christmas was filled with tears. But this Christmas was different. I was lucky. I had the whole day off, which meant I could stay with my family on Christmas Eve.
When Christmas morning came, I awoke to a small hand feeling my face. "Dad, Merry Christmas!" was all my younger son had time to say. He seemed to be racing against time. I knew he was hunting for gifts with his brother eagerly. I got downstairs just to see the two little boys' faces as they looked at the pocket rockets Santa Claus had left them. I realized that the real Christmas was for the children who had deep belief in the amazing power of Santa Claus. At first, their fingers went almost shyly over their toys. When their inspection（检阅）had been completed, the two boys ensured that the gifts were really delivered by Santa Claus and they pulled everything into the center of the living room.
Delight flooded the room. As their mother began giving out gifts,I smiled to myself,wondering how my unexpected gifts this year would be received. With so many Christmas spent outside, I had prepared so many gifts for my children and together with my wife I hid them in several secret places. But the children were excellent detectives（侦探）and they found all of them. They were happily opening packages,thanking considerate Santa Claus for his kindness and ability to know their desires. But I had not received a single one. I knew they had forgotten my existence（存在），for I hadn't been with them during Christmas these years.
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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，可适当补充细节，使情节完整；
3.每段的开头语已为你写好，不计入总词数。
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I had to say that my disappointment was growing little by little.
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Suddenly my wife walked up to me.
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Pumpkin(南瓜)carving at Halloween is a family tradition. We visit a local farm every October. In the pumpkin field, I compete with my three brothers and sister to seek out the biggest pumpkin. My dad has a rule that we have to carry our pumpkins back home, and as the eldest child I have an advantage — I carried an 85-pounder back last year.
This year, it was hard to tell whether my prize or the one chosen by my 14-year-old brother, Jason, was the winner. Unfortunately we forgot to weigh them before taking out their insides, but I was determined to prove my point. All of us were hard at work at the kitchen table, with my mom filming the annual event. I’m unsure now why I thought forcing my head inside the pumpkin would settle the matter, but it seemed to make perfect sense at the time.
With the pumpkin resting on the table, hole uppermost, I bent over and pressed my head against the opening. At first I got jammed just above my eyes and then, as I went on with my task, unwilling to quit, my nose briefly prevented entry. Finally I managed to put my whole head into it, like a cork(软木塞)forced into a bottle. I was able to straighten up with the huge pumpkin resting on my shoulders.
My excitement was short-lived. The pumpkin was heavy. “I’m going to set it down, now,” I said, and with Jason helping to support its weight, I bent back over the table to give it somewhere to rest. It was only when I tried to remove my head that I realized getting out was going to be less straightforward than getting in. When I pulled hard, my nose got in the way. I got into a panic as I pressed firmly against the table and moved my head around trying to find the right angle, but it was no use. “I can’t get it out!” I shouted, my voice sounding unnaturally loud in the enclosed space.
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I was stuck for five to six minutes though it felt much longer.
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That video was posted the day before Halloween.
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When I was a baby, my parents gave me anything I wanted. I would play with a toy for a while, get bored, and ask my parents for a new one. Then my dad died when I was 2, and I got even more stuff as my mom, friends, and family gave me more and more stuff to try to make me feel better. My mom continued to treat me to whatever I wanted until I was seven and my world crashed.
That was when the real estate market crashed. My mom had thought buying houses was a good idea as a way to invest her money to take care of us. After the crash, I went from the kid who got a fine iPod and who had the coolest house, to almost having nowhere to stay.
Since then, when I would ask for a new toy or bike, or even to see a movie my mom would say “I’m sorry, honey but we really can’t afford that right now.” But my mom had grown up in a family where money was never a problem, so this change was as big for her as it was for me. My constant requests for toys and video games deepened her concern about our financial situation. But I wasn’t used to hearing “no.” So, for a year or two, I kept asking for things whether I really needed them or not.
Then something happened that would change my way of thinking forever. My mom had been working really hard all year, just to pay for the necessities, like our rents, and water and power bills. When she asked me what I wanted for my birthday, I said that I wanted a new video gaming system. I didn’t know that it was expensive. All I knew was that my friends had them and that I wanted one, too.
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On my birthday, I started opening presents, believing that I would get what I asked.
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From then on, I wouldn’t ask for anything that I didn’t need.
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He was fifteen years old and still on his father's farm. He loved his father. He had not known it until one day a few days before Christmas, when he had overheard what his father was saying to his mother. “Mary, I hate to call Rob in the mornings. He's growing so fast and he needs his sleep. If you could see how he sleeps when I go in to wake him up! I wish I could manage alone.”
“Well, you can't, Adam.” His mother's voice was brisk, “Besides, he isn't a child anymore. It's time he took his turn to help milk the cow.”
“Yes,” his father said slowly. “But I sure do hate to wake him.”
When he heard these words, something in him spoke: his father loved him! He had never thought of it before, taking the tie of their blood for granted. Now that he knew his father loved him, he got up, stumbling blind with sleep and pulled on his clothes.
And then on the night before Christmas, that year when he was fifteen, he lay for a few minutes thinking about the next day. He wished he had a better present for his father instead of the usual tie from the ten - cent store. He lay on his side and looked out of his attic window.
A thought struck him like a silver dagger. Why should he not give his father a special gift, out there in the barn (畜棚)? He could get up early, earlier than four O'clock, and he could creep into the barn and get all the milking done. He laughed to himself as he gazed at the stars. It was what he would do, and he mustn't sleep too soundly.
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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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He must have awakened twenty times.
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Back in his room he had only a minute to jump into bed, for he heard his father up.
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I am Sadie. I love oceans, especially the one near my grandma's house with beautiful shells. Why? That's what I am about to tell you.
It all started when my parents divorced a few weeks ago. I had remained silent since then. So my mother decided to send me to Florida to live with my grandma.
On the way to my grandma’s house, my mother said, “Sadie, I know we are not the best family you can have and I truly apologize. I just do not know how to be a mother. But remember, Sadie, whatever happened, I do love you." These words made me sadder.
When we arrived, Grandma told me to go upstairs and unpack my things while she spoke to my mother. When I saw a blue and green painted room with a huge window and a comfortable bed, I thought, Moving to Florida might not be that bad." I comforted my-self as I walked towards the window. I opened the curtains and saw sky-blue waves slowly washing away the sand on the beach and sea birds flying in the clear sky. The ocean was only a few hundred meters away from here.
After my mother left, Grandma softly touched my shoulder, “I want to take you to the place I called 'the Big Blue’. And I think you might like it." (I guess you could know where it is.)
Before I stepped on the sand I could smell the ocean. Together we enjoyed the sunset with a whole lot of yellow and orange. Suddenly she picked out the most beautiful shell I had ever seen in my life. It was almost gold, shining in the sunlight. I couldn’t move my eyes off it.
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1. 所续写短文的同数应为150左右;
2. 续写部分分为两段,每段的开头语已为你好;
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"Want to know how I get through my parents' divorce?" Grandma asked.
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"The beautiful shells here gave me the courage to live on,” Grandma said.
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1.你最感激的人是谁；
2.为什么感激他/她；
3.如何感恩。
注意：1.词数 100 左右;
2.首句已为你写好。
Hello, boys and girls,
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Thank you for your listening.
My mom had only one eye.I hated her.She was such an embarrassment.
She ran a small shop at a flea market and collected old clothes and some other things to sell for the money we needed.Once during elementary school, it was field day, and my mom came.I was so embarrassed and wondered how she could do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out.The next day at school, my schoolmates asked me,"Your mom has only one eye? !"and laughed at me.
I was so angry with my mom and wished that she would just disappear from this world.So I said to my mom, "Why don't you have the other eye? You’re only gonna make me a joke! "My mom trembled with shock, and said in an apologetic tone, "I’m sorry that I have only one eye, and I was an embarrassment for you.But I was so proud of my son to see a whole new world for me with that eye.I will leave right now.Sorry! "My mom turned around staggered away.
For the words I had said to her earlier, there was something biting at me in the corner of my heart.Even so, I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty.Maybe because my mom hadn't punished me, I didn't think I had hurt her feelings very badly.
I told myself that I would become successful in the near future, so I studied very hard.Later I got accepted by the Seoul University.I left my mother and came to Seoul to study.I never went back to visit my mom.
Then I got married there.I bought a house of my own.Then I had kids, too.I was living happily as a successful man.I enjoyed the life in Seoul because it was a place that didn't remind me of my mom and my past.This kind of happiness was getting bigger and bigger, until one day someone knocked at my door.
注意：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；
Paragraph 1: It was my mom! And still with her one eye！
Paragraph 2: Holding the letter, I cried for the person who only lived for me.
1. 学习的重要性； 2. 如何面对目前的困难。
注意：1.词数100左右；
2.可适当增加细节，以使行文连贯；
3.信的开头和结尾已经给出，但不计入总词数。
Dear Lucy,
I am sorry to hear that you have decided to
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Looking forward to your reply.
Yours,
Li Hua
1.Susan,14岁：来自美国：
2.外貌：高，蓝色眼睛，金色长发：
3.爱好：喜欢读书、听音乐，对中国文化和历史感兴趣；
4.喜欢交朋友，乐于助人；在她的帮助下，我的英语取得了巨大进步。
注意：
1.写作词数应为100左右；
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My good friend
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