2023年-新高考全国 I, II卷-读后续写-写作比赛Paul Revere’s horse

阅读下面材料, 根据其内容和所给段落开头语续写两段, 使之构成一篇完整的短文。 When I was in middle school, my social studies teacher asked me to enter a writing contest. I said no without thinking. I did not love writing. My family came from Brazil, so English was only my second language. Writing was so difficult and painful for me that my teacher had allowed me to present my paper on the sinking of the Titanic by acting out a play, where I played all the parts. No one laughed harder than he did. So, why did he suddenly force me to do something at which I was sure to fail?His reply: “Because I love your stories. If you’re willing to apply yourself, I think you have a good shot at this.” Encouraged by his words, I agreed to give it a try. I chose Paul Revere’s horse as my subject. Paul Revere was a silversmith (银匠) in Boston who rode a horse at night on April 18, 1775 to Lexington to warn people that British soldiers were coming. My story would come straight from the horse’s mouth. Not a brilliant idea, but funny; and unlikely to be anyone else’s choice. What did the horse think, as he sped through the night? Did he get tired? Have doubts? Did he want to quit? I sympathized immediately. I got tired. I had doubts. I wanted to quit. But, like Revere’s horse, I kept going. I worked hard. I checked my spelling. I asked my older sister to correct my grammar. I checked out a half dozen books on Paul Revere from the library. I even read a few of them. When I handed in the essay to my teacher, he read it, laughed out loud, and said, “Great. Now, write it again.” I wrote it again, and again and again. When I finally finished it, the thought of winning had given way to the enjoyment of writing. If I didn’t win, I wouldn’t care. 注意:1. 续写词数应为150个左右； 2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。 A few weeks later, when I almost forgot the contest, there came the news. ___________________________________________________________________________ I went to my teacher’s office after the award presentation. _______________________________________________________________________________

范文1 A few weeks later, when I almost forgot the contest, there came the news. It was exhilarated to learn that I had gained the first prize and an award ceremony would be held in some days. Stunned by the news, I was choked with emotion while my classmates were clapping their hands for me. Finally came the big day! When my name was announced, I mounted the stage against wild cheers and thunderous applause.With prize cup in one hand and award certificate in the other hand, I threw my eyes at my teacher,who gave me a thumb-up, his eyes twinkling with pleasure and pride. It was at that moment that I was overwhelmed with gratitude to my teacher. I went to my teacher’s office after the award presentation.There was nobody else inside. I slipped in and gingerly set the prize cup on my teacher’s desk with a note attached, saying, “It’s a glory for both of us!Your inspiration seems like a beacon guiding my way ahead.” Reading it,my teacher just smiled , saying nothing. However,my enthusiasm about writing led me to choosing literature as my major in university and accordingly, being a writer became my career after graduation. So far, my published stories have won the hearts of numerous readers both at domestic and abroad, bringing me a sense of fulfillment and happiness,which I attributed to my teacher’s recognition and guidance. 范文2 A few weeks later, when I almost forgot the contest, there came the news. With the news that I had won the first place, I went over to my teacher and embraced him tightly, actually, eyes having been filled with tears. Much as I had to say, words failed me again as many times they had. I just showed the greatest gratitude to what he had done for me that period. Finally, I told him that actually my thought of winning had given way to the enjoyment of writing. I did enjoy writing then. Hearing these words, my teacher patted my shoulders softly and said he expected to see me again after the award presentation. I left my teacher excitedly but waited for the day. I went to my teacher’s office after the award presentation. Just while I was about to say something, my teacher as immediately, “ Do you still remember I told you I love your stories?” I said I did.Then, he continued to tell me that actually we each had our own potentials in certain field, and what we needed was someone to identify them for us in a proper way....... since I had found pleasure in writing, I ,without any doubt, should spare every effort again and again until make it greatly.I nodded, tears in eyes. Now,with the deep love of writing, I have become a successful writer , but I still believe once a person’s potentials are identified properly, what he can realize will be by far beyond what people expect. 范文3 A few weeks later, when I almost forgot the contest, there came the news. I was informed that I won the first prize in the writing contest and that there would be an award presentation in two days. I was so happy to hear the news that I immediately shared it with my teacher. “I knew you’d win! I am proud of you. You made it!” he said excitedly. Then came the big day. When I was invited to the stage to receive the award, I expressed my thanks to my teacher. I said, “It’s you who make me fall in love with writing, my social studies teacher. Without your recognition and guidance, I couldn’t have written this article. Again thank you very much!” I went to my teacher’s office after the award presentation. My teacher was waiting for me. Holding my hands, he said “Congratulations! You are a good writer, so keep writing.” “You know I didn’t like writing before, but now I am crazy about it! I will try my best to create good works.” I said seriously. Since then, I have written many good works and now I am a famous writer. I owe my success to my social teacher who is a beacon in my life on the road to writing.