(共14张PPT)
专题六 读后续写
题组二：校园生活
Writing 1
（2025·湖南张家界二模）
In the crowded center of our school, where the chatter of
students filled the air, one individual stood out—my deaf classmate,
Alex. His world was a silent canvas, shaped by the gestures of sign
language, a language he knew profoundly, and one that I was eager
to explore. Despite the lively environment, Alex moved through his
day with quiet grace, his hands gesturing smoothly as he
communicated with those who understood him. However, for many of
us, his gestures were a mystery, creating an invisible barrier between
him and the rest of the student body.
This barrier became strikingly apparent when I noticed how
effortlessly Alex interacted with the few students and teachers fluent
in sign language. With them, he was a different person—confident,
expressive, and fully engaged. The transformation was remarkable; the
barrier that seemed so overwhelming to us was non-existent to them.
He laughed more and participated more. It was clear that in those
moments, Alex was not just surviving in a silent world but thriving
in a language that allowed him to be his true self.
I remember the first time I saw him struggle to communicate
with us. We were in the cafeteria, and Alex was trying to explain
something important. His eyes were searching for understanding, his
hands tracing patterns in the air that were lost on us. The frustration
on his face was evident, and the helplessness we all felt was equally
disheartening. Simple tasks, like asking for directions or participating
in group discussions, became significant challenges for Alex. He often
had to rely on written notes or the limited knowledge of sign
language that a few of our classmates possessed.
These daily struggles were a constant reminder of the
communication barrier that existed. It was during one particularly
difficult group project that the reality hit me hard. Alex had brilliant
ideas, but conveying them was a painstaking process. His eyes would
light up with enthusiasm, only to fade with disappointment when we
couldn't understand his signs.
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At that moment,I realized that we should do something.
_____________________________________________________________
It was time for another group project and we were
ready.________________________________________________________#2.2
One possible version:
At that moment,I realized that we should do something. I made a
proposal that we learn sign language together. To my delight, many of
them showed great enthusiasm, eager to bridge the gap and help Alex
feel more included. We formed a small group and started meeting
after school to practice. Together, we shared resources, supported each
other and celebrated every bit of progress we made. With each
passing day, our sense of achievement and pride as a team grew, and
we couldn't wait to use our new skills to make a difference.
It was time for another group project and we were ready. As we
gathered around the table, we greeted Alex with simple gestures we
had just learned. At the sight of sign language, Alex's face lit up
with astonishment and joy. With our joint efforts, we could understand
each other easily and we communicated smoothly in the whole
process. The pride we felt in breaking down the invisible barrier was
immeasurable, and the happiness in Alex's eyes made every effort
worthwhile. That day, we realized we not just understood a language,
but also created a space where everyone felt valued and heard.
Writing 2
（2025·江苏南通二模）
Growing up, I was always shy and unconfident in myself. Aside
from my parents, I felt others found my shyness difficult to accept. It
used to be something that affected my life in the most negative way
possible. It made me unable to talk in any setting in which I felt
uncomfortable. This means that I wasn't even able to speak in class,
chat with my friends, order my own food, etc.
In the 5th grade, my parents moved to a neighbouring city
because of the job relocation and I changed schools. I found myself
in a new classroom with a new teacher, whom we called Ms. S,
surrounded by 30 new faces. This was fairly terrifying. And so when
I was asked to stand up and introduce myself, I was trembling.
Still then, I was labelled as “shy and quiet”. I didn't have a lot
of friends, only spoke in class if I really had to, kept everything to
myself, avoided public events, and panicked badly at the thought of
oral presentations in class.
This haunted （萦绕） me until one day, Ms. S announced in
class that each of us was going to be singing a solo in front of the
class. I'd had no idea that this was going to happen. When it was my
turn, she called me up to the front, instructed the piano player to
begin and I very unwillingly sang “Cuckoo, cuckoo, what do you
do...” in a barely audible, high-pitched voice, with the rest of silent
children staring up at me. Ms. S stood next to the piano, saying:
“Louder! Louder!” But I didn't know how to project my voice; I
couldn't make it any louder.
I was really upset at it. I cried for a few hours. I suspected my
childhood shyness was largely unsupported in the new school. This
even made me not want to go to school.
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After school,Ms. S asked me to go into her office._____________
________________
I took her word for it and something shifted for me.___________
__________________#2.2
One possible version:
After school,Ms. S asked me to go into her office. Though I was
hesitant, I dragged myself to her office and Ms. S waved at me with
a welcoming smile. As it turned out, not only was I allowed to make
up for my poor performance, but Ms. S was the first person other
than my parents to accept my shyness. She shared her own shyness
story, and this really surprised me. Ms. S suggested I should go
beyond my comfort zone by doing new activities.
I took her word for it and something shifted for me. At first, I
simply worked at feeling comfortable speaking in English and making
new friends. Then when I was a bit more used to the school, I
started talking to teachers. After that, I also started getting more
involved in clubs and activities. Currently, I'm working at talking with
more people and just being more open in general. All these great
changes are due to Ms. S, whose guidance has helped me break away
from shyness and become the confident person I am today.(共16张PPT)
专题六 读后续写
题组三：助人为乐
Writing 1
（2025·浙江绍兴二模）
At a local high school in San Francisco, Mr. Adams was well-
loved by his pupils. He had taught music, something he was
passionate about, ever since he was a child.
Not all students were fond of playing musical instruments and
singing, but because of Mr. Adams's fun and easy lessons, he
instantly became every pupil's favorite teacher. He would teach them
how to play instruments and have jam sessions（即兴演奏会） with
them where they performed the students' favorite songs.
“You know, the key to making the kids love your lessons is to
make it relatable to them,” he told his fellow teachers. “Once you
catch their attention, it'll be easier for them to absorb what you're
trying to teach them.”
Mr. Adams taught 11th-grade and 12th-grade high school students.
Thanks to his fun nature, his students respected him as a teacher but
treated him like a friend. They went to him for advice and would
hang out with him outside of class to play music and exchange
stories.
One day, his students scheduled a day to spend time with him to
make the playlist of their upcoming prom. It was such a formal dance
that they would spend a lot buying dresses and suits. He was glad to
help them and scheduled their session for Friday that week.
However, that Friday, Mr. Adams didn't show up to class for the
first time. “I wonder if he's okay,” one student said, worried. “He's
never been absent before!”
The students waited inside the music room patiently. After a
couple of minutes, though, the school director entered the room and
said that Mr. Adams would not be returning any time soon.
“I know how much you all love Mr. Adams, so I'm disclosing
this information. Last night, a forest fire burned down his house, and
he was devastated. He worked hard to put up that house, but he
couldn't save it. He was only able to retrieve a few items, but other
than that, everything he owned is gone,” she revealed. The news
saddened Mr. Adams's students.
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“We have to help him!”the student council president said.
_____________________________________________________________
When Mr. Adams finally made it to the prom,he was surprised to
see everyone in casual wear instead of the formal clothes.__________
___________________#3——_______
One possible version:
“We have to help him!”the student council president said. The
students immediately took action. They organized a fundraising
campaign, setting up donation boxes around the school. Everyone was
eager to contribute. Some students gave up their weekly allowances,
while others sold handmade crafts to raise more money. They also
planned a charity concert, where they performed all the songs Mr.
Adams had taught them. The whole school came together, and in a
short time, they had collected a remarkable amount. They used part of
the money to buy essential items for Mr. Adams and saved the rest
to help him rebuild his house.
When Mr. Adams finally made it to the prom,he was surprised to
see everyone in casual wear instead of the formal clothes. The student
council president stepped forward and explained, “Mr. Adams, we
knew you lost so much in the fire. We decided to cancel the formal
part of the prom and use the money we would have spent on fancy
dresses and suits to help you. This is our small way of showing how
much we care.” Mr. Adams was deeply touched. Tears welled up in
his eyes as he looked at his kind-hearted students. He realized that
the love and support he had given them were returned in the most
beautiful way.
Writing 2
（2025·安徽合肥二模）
On a bitterly cold January morning in Alexandria, Minnesota, the
temperatures had dropped dangerously below freezing point, and biting
winds made conditions even worse. Overnight, a thick blanket of
snow had quietly covered the town, streets were deserted, and a sharp
silence hung in the air. People stayed indoors, enjoying hot drinks and
keeping their fireplaces burning brightly, cautious about the bitter cold
that threatened frostbite and hypothermia （体温过低）.
The town was quiet as people remained indoors. However,
Eleanor, an 83-year-old lady who lived alone, worried the birds would
go hungry in this freezing weather. As she struggled through deep
snow, her boots suddenly slipped on hidden ice beneath, causing her
to fall. Unable to rise with wet gloves and numb （麻木的） fingers,
she had been stuck in the snow. Unfortunately, she had nobody to
turn to for help.
Originally, Eric Nelson had no intention of stepping outside that
morning. He stood at his kitchen window, briefly observing the frozen
landscape and rubbing （搓） his hands together to stay warm.
However, as he thought about the possibility of frozen water pipes—
an inconvenience that could make the already unbearable cold worse—
he decided to step out quickly and inspect them.
As Eric opened his front door, an icy wind struck his face,
nearly taking his breath away. To his surprise, he noticed his elderly
neighbor Eleanor's small dog, Maya, was already standing anxiously
on his doorstep, shaking slightly but barking insistently. She moved
her feet anxiously as her breath formed small white clouds in the
cold air. Snow stuck to her fur, suggesting she had been outside for
longer than was safe in such extreme temperatures.
Eric instantly sensed something was seriously wrong. Eleanor
rarely went outside, especially in such extreme weather. Feeling
increasingly uneasy, he quickly followed the anxious dog as she
dashed urgently toward Eleanor's backyard. When he arrived, his heart
sank. Eleanor lay helplessly on the snow-covered ground near a bird
feeder, pale-faced and shaking uncontrollably.
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Without hesitation,Eric rushed to Eleanor._____________________
_____________________________________________________________
Two days later,Eleanor knocked on Eric's door after being
released from the hospital._____________________________#2.2______
One possible version:
Without hesitation,Eric rushed to Eleanor. His heart pounding
wildly, he gently rolled her over, only to find her lips turning blue
and her body trembling violently. With great care, he lifted her up in
his arms, mindful of her fragile condition. Racing back to his house,
he laid her on the couch, covering her with every blanket he could
find. Immediately, he dialed 911, telling Eleanor's condition to the
operator. As he waited, Eric heated water bottles, placing them around
her body to warm her up. Eventually, the ambulance arrived, taking
Eleanor to the hospital.
Two days later,Eleanor knocked on Eric's door after being
released from the hospital. Her eyes sparkled with gratitude. “Eric, I'm
truly grateful to you,” she said, holding out a hand-knitted scarf.
“This is a small gift of my appreciation.” Eric beamed, refusing the
gift at first. But seeing the earnestness in her eyes, he accepted it.
“You're more than welcome, Eleanor. I'm just glad you're okay.” From
then on, their bond deepened, and they became closer than ever,
setting an example of neighborly love in the community.(共13张PPT)
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题组四：人与动物
Writing 1
（2025·江苏苏州二模）
In Los Angeles, California, there was an aquarium（水族馆）
called Ocean Wonders Aquarium, located along the scenic coastline.
The aquarium was home to a wide variety of ocean creatures,
attracting countless visitors who were amazed at the colorful tropical
（热带的） fish, slow-moving seahorses, graceful jellyfish, and
intelligent dolphins. However, the aquarium had to go through a major
restoration, and as of December 1st last year, it closed its doors to
the public. The construction was expected to last until the summer,
with the entire project taking more than six months to complete.
Without visitors, the aquarium grew extremely quiet and felt like
an empty space. The animals, who were used to human interaction
every day, now saw very few human faces, only the familiar
caretakers. Something strange began to happen. The dolphins, once
energetic and lively, seemed tired, lacking the usual enthusiasm they
had for play.
One morning, after the caretaker Amanda threw small fish into
the dolphins' tank, the dolphins swam lazily to the tank walls and
barely showed any interest in their favorite meals. They stared blankly
into the distance, their usual excitement absent, “Something's not right,”
Amanda whispered to herself.
Dr. Harris was called in to investigate. He examined the dolphins
and initially suspected digestive issues. “Perhaps we should reduce
their food intake,” he suggested. “Give them smaller amounts of food
and see if that helps with any potential digestive discomfort.”
But after a few days, there was no improvement. The dolphins
continued to suffer, showing no interest in food or play. Disappointed
and worried, John, a senior caretaker, gathered the team. “What should
we do ” he asked, his voice filled with concern.
Then, one of the caretakers posed an idea: “Could it be that the
dolphins are lonely without the visitors ”
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While everyone was doubtful,they decided to try something.
_________________________________________________________
As the dolphins started to recover,the staff became more creative
in their efforts._____________________________________________#2.2
One possible version:
While everyone was doubtful,they decided to try something. They
printed life-sized pictures of human faces, taping them onto the tank
walls, creating an odd, makeshift display. It seemed absurd, like
crafting temporary “scarecrow” figures, but with no other options, they
hoped this would offer some form of interaction. Surprisingly, the
dolphins reacted with newfound energy, swimming excitedly to the
images and touched them with the noses. It was a small victory in an
unconventional approach, but a hopeful sign that their solution was
making a positive impact on the dolphins.
As the dolphins started to recover,the staff became more creative
in their efforts. They turned to social media, asking followers to send
videos of themselves waving and offering wishes to the dolphins,
promising to visit once the restoration was complete. These videos
were played near the tank, giving the dolphins the false impression of
people surrounding them. Their behavior returned to normal,
responding with more excitement, as if sensing the love and attention.
Everyone realized that intelligent animals also need emotional care to
thrive. It was a powerful reminder of the deep connection between
humans and animals.
Writing 2
（2025·湖北八市二模）
The sun was shining brightly during our PE class as we ran laps
around the busy playground. With laughter and cheers all around me,
I took a short break near the field's edge to catch my breath. It was
then that I heard a faint mewing sound. Following the sound, I finally
spotted a tiny kitten. It looked scared and hurt, its leg twisted at a
strange angle.
“Hey, guys! Come here!” I called out to my classmates. They
gathered around, their faces filled with concern. “We need to help it,”
said Sarah. We all agreed. Carefully, I picked up the kitten, feeling its
tiny body shake in my hands. It was so small and weak.
We decided to seek help from our kind PE teacher, Mr Johnson.
“Mr Johnson, we found this poor kitten, and it seems badly hurt,” I
said, holding it out to him. He looked at the kitten and then at us, a
serious expression crossing his face. “Let me call the school nurse
Mrs Thompson,” he said.
Before Mrs Thompson came, we quickly made a makeshift
stretcher （临时担架） using a towel and two sticks, and gently
placed the kitten on it with Mr Johnson's direction. A moment later,
Mrs Thompson came running with a first aid kit. As she examined
the kitten, we all held our breath. “It looks like it has a broken leg,”
she said. “We need to get it to the animal hospital immediately.” Mr
Johnson nodded and told us to go back to the classroom after the PE
class was over. Then, he and Mrs Thompson took the kitten to the
vet.
The rest of the day was a blur. We could only think about the
kitten, hoping it would be fine. Before the school was over, Mr
Johnson returned to the classroom with a big smile on his face.
“Good news, kids!” he announced. “The kitten's surgery was a success.
The vet said that with proper care, it would make a full recovery.”
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Hearing this,we all felt relieved. ____________________________
In the animal hospital,we saw the recovered kitten._____________
________________#3.2
One possible version:
Hearing this,we all felt relieved. The classroom erupted in cheers
and applause. Sarah clapped her hands, her eyes shining with joy.
“We saved a life today!” she exclaimed. I couldn't help but smile,
feeling a warm sense of pride. Mr Johnson praised us for our
teamwork and kindness, reminding us that even small actions could
make a big difference. We decided to visit the kitten after school to
see how it was doing.
In the animal hospital,we saw the recovered kitten. It was resting
in a cozy bed, its leg wrapped in a tiny cast. The kitten looked much
better, its eyes bright and curious. The vet told us it would need a
few weeks to heal completely. “Who will take care of it ” I asked.
Mr Johnson smiled and said, “I've already spoken to the principal.
The school will adopt it, and we can all help take care of it.” We
cheered again, knowing the kitten had found a safe home.(共13张PPT)
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题组五：历险脱困
Writing 1
（2025·山西太原三模）
The afternoon sun cast golden light over the mountain town of
Pine Ridge. Emma Carter, a 17-year-old volunteer at the Wilderness
Café, was wiping tables when the aroma of freshly baked blueberry
muffins filled the air. Outside the café window, hikers with backpacks
passed by, heading toward the popular Eagles Peak Trail. A family of
four—parents adjusting their walking poles while their two children
argued over a water bottle—caught Emma's attention briefly.
Suddenly, a sharp scream pierced the calm. A teenage boy came
stumbling down the trail, his face pale. “Bear! There's a bear by the
creek!” he shouted. Panic rippled through the crowd. Emma froze as
she saw a flash of brown fur moving swiftly through the trees behind
the café. Her heart pounded when she noticed 6-year-old Lily
Thompson, the café owner's daughter, playing obliviously near the
trash cans 50 meters away.
Dropping her cleaning cloth, Emma grabbed the metal tray from
the counter. She burst through the back door, banging the tray
violently and yelling at the top of her lungs. The juvenile black bear,
startled by the sudden noise, rose on its hind legs. Lily froze in terror,
her stuffed rabbit slipping from her grasp. Emma positioned herself
between the child and the bear, continuing to create a human wall of
sound. The bear swiped the air once before turning toward the forest.
When the bear finally retreated, Emma scooped up the trembling
girl. But as she turned to carry Lily to safety, a guttural growl
echoed from the woods. The bear had returned—this time with two
cubs trailing behind. Emma's blood turned to ice. Protective mother
bears were known to be aggressive, and the narrow path back to the
café now seemed miles away.
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Holding Lily close,Emma began backing slowly toward the café
door.____________________________
The next day,the Pine Ridge Gazette ran a front-page story titled
“Tray Hero Saves Child.”____________________________#1.7
One possible version:
Holding Lily close,Emma began backing slowly toward the café
door. Each step felt like walking on brittle glass. The mother bear's
low growls vibrated through the air as cubs clambered up a nearby
pine tree. Emma forced herself to keep eye contact, her arms shaking
from holding both Lily and the dented tray. When her heel finally
touched the café's wooden step, she lunged backward, slamming the
door shut with her elbow. Cheers erupted as customers rushed to lock
windows. Outside, the bear family disappeared into the forest, leaving
only claw marks on the trash cans.
The next day,the Pine Ridge Gazette ran a front-page story titled
“Tray Hero Saves Child.” A photo showed Emma serving pancakes
with the now-famous tray displayed behind the counter. Wildlife
experts praised her quick thinking, while the café saw record crowds
asking to see “the bear-proof tray”. When reporters asked about her
bravery, Emma blushed and gestured to Lily's drawing taped on the
wall—a stick-figure girl wielding a shining tray like a superhero's
shield. “I just did what felt right,” she insisted, though customers
noticed she kept the tray within arm's reach ever since.
Writing 2
（2025·山东日照一模）
It was the summer of 2019, and I was part of a team of eight
climbers attempting to reach the top of Mount Rainier in Washington
State. We had been training for over a year, preparing for the
physical and mental challenges of the climb. Our team, composed of
experienced mountaineers and a few beginners like myself, had grown
close during our training sessions. We relied on each other for support,
encouragement, and motivation. If someone was struggling, the rest of
us would step in to help, whether it was carrying extra sports
equipment or offering words of encouragement.
The first two days of the climb went smoothly. We made good
progress, reaching Camp Muir at 10,000 feet without any major issues.
The weather was perfect, and our spirits were high. On the third day,
we began our push for the peak. The plan was to start early in the
morning, around 2 a.m., to take advantage of the colder, firmer snow.
We roped up and began the climb, each of us focused on the task at
hand.
As we approached Disappointment Cleaver, a steep and dangerous
section of the climb, the weather began to change. The wind picked
up, and the temperature dropped significantly. We could barely see
more than a few feet in front of us because of the dense fog, and
the snow underfoot became unstable. Despite the challenging
conditions, we carried on, determined to reach the peak.
Then, disaster struck. One of our team members, Sarah, lost her
footing and slipped. The force of her fall pulled the rest of us off
balance, and we all fell, sliding down the slope （斜坡）. I felt a
sharp pain in my leg as I hit a rock, and I knew immediately that
something was wrong. The rest of the team quickly regained their
footing and managed to stop our slide, but I was unable to stand.
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“I think my leg is broken,”I said painfully.____________________
_____________________________________________________________
The rescue team finally arrived.____________________________#2.2
One possible version:
“I think my leg is broken,”I said painfully. The team members
gathered around me, their faces filled with worry. Our team leader,
Mark, quickly assessed the situation. He gently examined my leg,
trying to determine the extent of the injury. Sarah, who felt guilty for
causing the fall, burst into tears. “I'm so sorry; this is all my fault,”
she sobbed. Everyone comforted her, emphasizing that accidents
happen. Mark radioed for help, but due to the poor weather conditions,
the rescue team couldn't reach us immediately. In the freezing cold,
the team gathered around me, sharing their body heat to keep me
warm.
The rescue team finally arrived. They carefully fastened me onto
a stretcher and carried me down the mountain. The rest of the team
followed closely behind, relieved that I was in professional hands.
Back at the base camp, I received medical treatment. Although my leg
was broken, I was filled with gratitude for my teammates. They had
not only supported me during the accident but also made the decision
to stay with me instead of continuing their journey to the peak. The
experience taught me the true meaning of teamwork and friendship.(共16张PPT)
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题组一：家庭生活
Writing 1
（2025·山东省实验中学一模）
I suppose everyone has one particular childhood Christmas that
stands out more than any other. Only a small child, I could not name
the precise year; it is an insignificant blur（模糊的记忆）in my mind,
but the events of that Christmas will live forever in my heart.
My father, who had been employed at Burlington, never let on to
us that we were having financial difficulties. We only knew that my
daddy, who usually worked long, difficult hours, was now home more
than we had ever remembered; each day seemed to be a holiday.
Mama, a homemaker, now sought work in the local textile mills,
but jobs were scarce. Daddy's unemployment check would now be our
family's only source of income. For my parents, the Christmas season
brought mounds of worries, crowds of sighs and tears and cascades of
prayers.
I could only imagine what happened between my parents in those
moments when the answer came. Perhaps it took a while for the ideas
to fully form, but somehow it did. While dark, rough-skinned hands
cut, hammered and painted the wood, I had no idea where I was. But
somehow my parents found time to pour themselves into my gift, and
the excitement of Christmas was once again born for the entire
family.
That Christmas Eve, the sun was just setting over the distant
horizon when I heard the roar of an unexpected motor in the
driveway. Looking outside, I could hardly believe my eyes. Uncle
Buck and Aunt Charlene had driven all the way from Georgia to
surprise us. Packed tightly in their car sat my grandparents. I also
couldn't help but notice countless gifts for all of us, all neatly
packaged and tied with beautiful bows. They had known that it would
be a difficult Christmas and they came to help.
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The next morning,I awoke early and dashed to the living
room._____________________________
Daddy approached and gave the gift of love to me.____________
_________________#1.8
One possible version:
The next morning,I awoke early and dashed to the living room. It
was a sea of colorful packages. I was like a kid in a candy store,
my eyes wide with excitement. I tore the gifts from our relatives,
oohing and aahing at each new gift. But in the back of my mind, I
couldn't help but wonder about the gift my parents had made. I knew
they must have put so much effort into it. At this moment, I noticed
my parents watching me, their faces filled with a mix of joy and a
hint of nervousness.
Daddy approached and gave the gift of love to me. At first
glance, the simple wooden toy seemed plain compared to the store-
bought gifts. But as I looked closer, I saw the smooth texture of the
wood, the carefully painted color, and the little details like the
perfectly placed hinges. I remembered how hard my parents had
worked, a wave of warmth washing over me. “Thank you,” I said,
hugging my parents tightly. At that moment, I realized that this
simple wooden toy, made with love, was the most precious gift of all.
Writing 2
（2025·广东深圳三模）
One of my teachers once asked my class what our favourite
memory was. She was asking for the moment in which “you felt the
best, and you felt that you had the world in the palm of your hand”.
Some described grand awards; others described winning a tournament.
But I felt the best when I first learned how to ride my bike at
thirteen. I didn't mind my classmates' stares and snickers, because I
knew there was more to the story.
My brother and I shared a typical brotherly relationship: we
couldn't stand each other. Or, to be honest, he couldn't stand me. I
hero-worshipped him. My clothes mysteriously looked like his, and
even my words tended to mimic those I heard from him. Many times,
I even wanted to literally follow my brother, sobbing every time I
was prevented from hanging around with him. Needless to say, I was
an annoyance to him. Any sort of conversation we had usually
degraded to fighting, and try as I might, my brother usually won.
After a while, I stopped trying to impress him and learned to be
totally indifferent; perhaps the silent treatment would get more
approval. I was wrong. We soon fell into a sad pattern—I avoided
him, he ignored me, and deep inside, it hurt. Indifferent or hostile, he
was only a brother in name. So that's how it was between us. I
believed we would forever be apart, two housemates without
conversation, two strangers without warmth. And nothing more.
I still remember the day I learned to ride a bike. I had received
it that Christmas, which was great, until I realized I had no idea how
to ride it. My mom was too busy and had long since abandoned any
attempt to teach me. I decided to teach myself to ride, a little bit
each day, but in vain. On that critical day, it was no different. I was
coming to the end of my daily one-hour torture, and I was so
frustrated that I threw my bike aside and began to cry.
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I guess that was what caused my brother to come outside.______
_______________________
An hour later,I was showing off my riding skill to my
mom._____________________________#1.7
One possible version:
I guess that was what caused my brother to come outside. I
turned my face away, fearing he would tease me. Unexpectedly, he
gently picked my bike up and gestured me over, “Get on it.” His
determined look smoothed away my doubts. As he gripped the back
seat, I got on the bike, took a deep breath and started to pedal,
holding tightly onto the handlebars. During the whole process, we
didn't talk much. He simply offered a few necessary instructions at
times. But never once did he shout at me, nor did he let me fall. His
patient teaching proved efficient and I gradually got the hang of
riding.
An hour later, I was showing off my riding skill to my mom. She
was amazed to see me riding steadily around the yard. While sharing
my learning experience with her in excitement, I noticed my brother
standing at a distance smiling at me. I cast him a grateful look and
he nodded and then walked back into the house. From that day on,
the sad pattern between us began to change. There were occasional
conversations between us, filled with less embarrassment but increasing
concern. I could feel a different kind of brotherly relationship slowly
developing between us. I would always treasure that day as my
favourite memory, the moment when I felt the best.
