1)写信目的

2)你们之间难忘的事情

3)再次表示感谢与表达良好的祝愿

注意：1) 词数100左右；

2)可以适当增加细节，以使行文连贯；

3)开头语及结尾已为你写好， 不计入词数。

    "Nothing will ever be the same again," Ally whispered. She sank slowly into her father's favorite chair and stared at the small American flag on his desk. It was the flag which Chief Russell had given to her after the funeral last summer, when he hugged her and told her how proud the Police Department was of her dad's work for them. His tears had warmed Ally's cheeks; her own tears were still frozen inside her heart.

    Ally looked at her father's picture on the bookcase. Dad was sitting in the middle of a stream, wet through but grinning proudly. "I miss you, Dad," she said softly .By this time last year she had already taken dozens of pictures. Ever since she could remember, she and Dad had been a team, searching the woods behind the house each weekend for a glimpse of the special wood warbler(林中莺).

    Ally reached for the first photo album she and Dad had put together. On the cover a tiny orange bird with bluegray wings and sharp black eyes peered out of the photo her father had clipped from a local newspaper. Ally smiled, remembering the excited look on his face when he first showed her the pretty bird. "Ally, I bet if we search real hard, we'll see this little guy together some day."

    They'd never spotted the warbler, but her father had an amazing way of making each outing seem special. Staying with Dad, Ally felt comfortable, "If only I could get that good feeling back," she thought, sighing.

    Staring at the bird, suddenly, she knew exactly what she had to do. Grabbing the little flag, she placed her camera around her neck and hurried outside. Ally stuck the flag among the flowers in the garden. "Please let me see the warbler," she murmured to herself. She gave her worried Mom a kiss and then set off into the woods.

注意：

1）所续写短文的词数应为 150 左右；

2）至少使用5个短文中标有下划线的关键词语；

3）续写部分分为两段，每段的开头语已为你写好；

4）续写完成后，请用下划线标出你所使用的关键词语。

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    Familiar smells of the earth rose up to greet her.

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    Determined to start out the next morning, she was about to head home when a ringing birdsong floated down to her.

提示：①袁隆平，1937年9月7日出生在重庆的一个贫困农民家庭。②1953年毕业于西南农学院（South West Agricultural Colleage），毕业后被分配到湘西农校（Agriculture School）任教。③1964年开始从事水稻研究。1981年荣获我国第一个国家发明特等奖，被国际上誉为“杂交水稻之父”（Father of Super Hybrid Rice）。④生活简朴，不计名利。⑤你对他的评价。

注意：①要有标题。②介绍须包括所有内容要点，但不要逐条译成英语。

The other day I was travelling to San Antonio by train to visit my sister. The train was a little crowded and there was a young man sitting next to the window. Since it was a hot day, I wanted that window seat more than anything else at that time. As a young lady, I thought the young man would give me the seat if I asked him. So I smiled at him and asked whether he could give up his seat and take another one. To my surprise, he said that he needed that seat and refused my request. I had no choice but to take the seat next to him.

The train was crossing station after station. The weather was so hot that the scenery (风景) outside the window could not attract my interest. I had nothing to do, so I started to focus my attention on the young man and stare at him up and down. He wore a blue shirt and there was a shawl (披巾) on his legs. He did not even rise from his seat once, which made me feel a little bit strange. Moreover, only a madman would use a shawl in such hot weather, I thought.

After the five-hour long journey, the train arrived at the final stop. I picked up my bag and stood up, waiting for the door to open. I gave a neglectful (不经意的) look at the young man and asked, "The train has arrived at the final station. Are you not getting off?" Hearing my words, he began to smile at me and said in a calm voice, "Someone has to come for me and take me off the train because I can't do it by myself." I gave my foil attention to his legs, only to find there was nothing under that shawl!

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The man was a disabled person.

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After hearing his story, I could not meet his eyes anymore!

The day of my big solo (独唱) had finally arrived. Everyone was there: my mom and dad and my little brother. Uncle Scott and Auntie Tammy had even picked up my grandma from the nursing home so she wouldn't miss the big event.

My name was on the cover of the program in bright yellow with a daisy chain drawn around it. "Cindy Hamond ... Soloist."

I couldn't believe it when I saw my name. Not that it was my name, but that it wasn't Renee Swanson's.

Renee and I had been classmates since kindergarten. She was always wherever I was and she was always ahead of me.

Dance-class recital needs a big finish? Renee was picked.

Selling Girl Scout cookies? "Oh, I'm sorry," the lady at the front door would say. "I just bought twenty boxes from Renee Swanson. Such a nice girl." Yeah, whatever.

Softball? She played first base while I watched her from my position in the outfield.

The day of the choir concert tryouts (选拔) was nerve wracking. We waited in the library while Ms. Jenkins called us one at a time into the choir room. When Ms. Jenkins called my name, my whole body was shaking.

When I came back to the library, Renee smiled at me. Ms. Jenkins called her name and she calmly followed her. She was still calm and smiling when her tryout was over.

Ms. Jenkins made the announcement at the end of the week of who had made the special choral group. I wasn't surprised when Renee's name was on her list and mine wasn't. "So," I said under my breath, "what else is new?"

Sudden clapping brought me out of my sulking (郁闷). Everyone was looking at me.

Ms. Jenkins looked at me and said, "Cindy, you will have to start practicing with me during your study halls since the solos take extra preparation."

Solo? I got the solo? I glanced over at Renee. She grinned (露齿而笑) and gave me the thumbs-up sign.

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。

When the day came, we filed onto the stage and took our places.

When we filed off the stage, my family met me with praise and hugs and Renee was next to hug me.

"I'll bet Anjali knows. Right, Anjali? Why don't you show us since you're the star student, " Deepak taunted（奚落）.

Anjali was confused. She wasn't trying to show off. She was just playing table （印度塔不拉鼓）， like everyone else. And why was Deepak being so mean lately? Is it because tabla is a boy's thing? She didn't care that people thought it was a boys' instrument. Anjali knew there was no such thing. She danced her fingers across the tabla to perform the composition in confusion. "Ugh!" Anjali heard someone groan, and she stopped playing. 

"I guess I don't know it that well after all, "Anjali said sheepishly to the teacher, Mr. Zakir. Her stomach was doing flip-flops. That wasn't true. Not even a little. Mr. Zakir's eyes narrowed. He looked like he was about to say something, but changed his mind. "The recital （演奏会） is next week, everyone. Keep practicing. I will be announcing who will get to perform onstage with me at my next concert! "Anjali had dreamed of a moment like that. She wanted to win the opportunity, but she needed to sort things straight with Deepak first. 

As the class was dismissed, Anjali hurried over to Deepak. When she finally made eye contact with him, he purposely looked away and walked off. The next day at school, Anjali overheard Deepak whispering to Mary. "People are only interested because she's the only girl in tabla class and they want her to feel special. She's not that good—" Anjali was furious. She excused herself and went to the bathroom. She took some deep breaths but couldn't relax. Her heart was pounding:

"It's not my fault that people make a big deal about a girl playing tabla. I make mistakes too, but I work really hard. Maybe he should too. He should be less mean and practice more."

"If I play in this concert, no one will talk to me again. He will turn everyone against me."

"I don't want to see a tabla or hear a tabla or play a tabla EVER AGAIN! ! Anjali yelled at the mirror. It was quiet for a moment. She believed it was one of her darkest days ever. 

注意：

1. 续写词数应为150个左右；

2. 请按如下格式在答题纸的相应位置作答。

Stepping out of the bathroom, Anjali saw some inspiring posters on the wall.

After the recital, Deepak walked up to Anjali.