注意：1.词数100左右。2.可以适当增加细节，以使行文连贯；3.开头语和结束语已为你写好。

Dear Silvia,

    Greetings from China! I am Li Hua, a high school student in China.……

    Looking forward to your reply.

    Best wishes.

Yours sincerely,

Li Hua

词数：120左右。

高二学生吴名在上学路上，目睹了一起交通事故；一位老妇人被撞，左腿受伤，血流不止，而肇事者逃逸；吴名运用所学知识对老妇人进行急救，旁人打电话求助；老妇人被送往医院，吴名上学迟到，但为自己能帮助他人感到自豪。

    A friend of mine whose name was John Smith had a bad memory, which made him famous. He was so forgetful that he sometimes forgot what he was talking about in the middle of a sentence. His wife had to constantly remind him about his meetings, his classes - even his meals! Once he forgot he had eaten breakfast twice, at home and at school. His wife liked to remind her neighbors, "If John didn't have his head tied on, he would forget that too!" Since Smith was a professor at a well-known university, his forgetfulness was often an embarrassment to him. It wasn't that he was not clever, as some critical people tended to say, but just very very absent-minded.

    One hot summer day, Professor Smith decided to take his children to a seaside town about a three-hour train ride away. To make the trip more interesting for his young children, he kept the name of the town a secret. However, by the time they arrived at the station, Smith forgot the name of the town he was planning to visit. Luckily, a friend of his happened to be in the station. He offered to take care of the children while Smith hurried back home to find out where he was going.

    The professor's wife was surprised to see him again so soon.

    "Oh, my dear, I forget the name of the town."

    "What? You forget the name? Maybe one day you will forget my name! Now I'll write the name of that town on a piece of paper, and you put it in your pocket and please, please don't forget where you put it."

    Satisfied that she had solved the problem, she sent her husband off again. Ten minutes later she was astonished to see him outside the house for the third time.

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。

Paragraph 1:

    "What is the matter now?" asked his wife.

Paragraph 2:

    Hearing the cry, out rushed their neighbors, trying to find out what had happened.

I wanted to go to a party. Especially it was a beach party. It had been almost the only thing my friends had been talking about for the last couple of weeks. But My mom had said no. The more desperately I pleaded her case, the more forcefully my mother said no. "I don't care who's going," said coldly my mother, "you are not going." I was heartbroken. This was my best friend's party.

Sunday dinner came around and my grandmother joined the family for the meal. Gran noticed my depression but didn't say a word. It was my turn to wash up and Gran said, "Let me help you." "What's up?" asked Gran as I dumped the dishes into the foaming water. Gran wiped a plate with a tea towel. "Mom won't let me go to my best friend's party." I said sadly. "Has mom explained why she doesn't want you to go?" asked Gran. "No." I replied. "Then for a moment, put yourself in her position." said Gran. "If you were mom, what would your objections be?"

I hadn't stopped to think about my mom's side. "Well," I answered, "it's a beach party. Maybe she doesn't trust us or thinks we'll get into trouble."

"Are there going to be any adults there?" asked Gran. "No," I said, "who wants their parents hanging around when you're trying to have fun?" "Might it just be," said Gran, "your mother doesn't want anything unfortunate to happen to you.""Nothing will happen." I objected. "Maybe you're right," said Gran, "but maybe mom's worried in case it could."

Gran looked at me gently, seeming to expect my agreement. For a minute or so, I kept silent, pondering for a while about my eagerness for the party. "Maybe, you are right, however, is there no hope?" I inquired. "Not necessarily." answered Gran, lost in thought. 

Paragraph 1: "Then maybe think of a compromise." suggested Gran.

Paragraph 2: The long-awaited beach party finally came.

My mom only had 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 a field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed and wondered how she could do this to 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?! If you're only gonna make me a laughingstock!" My mom did not respond, I guess I felt. a little. bad, but at the same time, I felt so good to have said what I wanted to say. 

I hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty. 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. Then I got married there. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too. I enjoy the life in Seoul because it's a place that doesn'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. It was my mom! And still with her one eye! It felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom's eye. I screamed at her, "Who are you? I don't know you! How dare you come to my house and scare my daughter!" To this, my mom quietly answered, "Oh, I'm so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared out of sight. 

One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. After the reunion, I went down to my old house, just out of curiosity. There I found my mom fallen on the cold ground. I did not shed a single tear. 

Then a piece of paper in her hand came into my eyes. It was a letter to me. 

注意：1. 续写词数应为150左右；2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。

My son,

I think my life has been long enough now, and I won't visit Seoul anymore. 

You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident and lost your eye. 

"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.