请就以下话题，按要求用英文写作。

If you could give your younger self one piece of advice, what would you say?

要求：

（1）作出回答并说出理由；

（2）词数不少于60；

（3）在答题卡上做答。

    After study for hours, I went outside and up to the roof nearby for a break and watched people swimming in the sea. It was a sunny day—a blue, cloudless sky over a calm sea. But then, as I looked in the distance. I discovered a series of three or four big waves heading towards the shore. I'd seen these mini-tsunamis (小型海啸)many times before. They were heading at speed in the direction of the swimming area. Most people knew to look out for them, but from the screams that started coming from the beach, I could tell someone was in trouble.

    Without thinking, I ran down into the street, holding my bodyboard (冲浪板)on the way and shouted at a stranger to call the coastguard(海岸警卫). My neighbor Tom had heard the screaming as well and was also outside with his bodyboard, so together we rushed to the steps that led down to the sea.

    Once we got closer, we discovered the waves had pulled a boy and a girl into the open sea. I knew that the nearest boat would take at least 30 minutes to reach us. I wasn't used to this sort of emergency—I'd never been trained as a lifeguard—but I didn't think twice about trying to save them.

    I suppose in a way I wanted to impress everyone; at 19, a deal like that can seem like a good opportunity to show off.

    Tom and I dived into the water and it took us 10 minutes to get to them. When we finally reached them, they were almost lifeless with only their heads coming in and out of the water. We could tell they were still alive from their small breaths but it was clear they wouldn't have been able to stay there much longer. I held the boy and pulled him over my board. Tom then moved the girl onto his board.

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    We discussed pushing them back to the shore, but we were too far out.

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    That night, word came from the hospital that the two kids were in good condition.

    My family moved from Taiwan to a small town in central Georgia, where my dad got a visa for his family and a job. I had just learned English, and from what little I could gather from my friends, Santa Claus would come down one's chimney and put toys in one's stocking on Christmas Eve! What a great country, I thought. After I looked up "stocking" in my Chinese-English dictionary, I knew what I had to do and always expected that day.

    Finally, the big day came. On that wonderful night, after everyone went to bed, I sneaked out of bed, took my longest, cleanest knee sock and attached it to a nail already on the mantel (壁炉). Obviously, the previous owners of this house were no strangers to this Santa character. Gazing at the sock and imagining the delicately-packed gift in it, I couldn't help giggling (咯咯笑). For the first time, I found it hard to fall asleep.

    And for the first time, I woke up before everyone else in the early morning. Then I headed straight to the fireplace and was even ready for what to say after seeing the gift. However, what happened next was the least thing I wanted to mention. On the nail was the empty and lonely sock. I was hit with the reality of the empty sock and the biggest lie ever told. I tried my best to hold back my tears but failed. Bursting into tears, I quickly took down the sock and stuffed it in the back of a drawer.

    Every December since then, the topic of Christmas memories would unavoidably come up, and I would amuse my friends with my poor-little-me story. I had to make it as funny as possible, or else I would cry once again. I didn't know whether any of my audience ever noticed the sparkling tears hidden in my eyes.

    How could I know that Santa was just late? Nine years ago, on Christmas Eve, I heard a knock on the door when I was watching TV. Unwillingly, I dragged my feet and opened the door.

注意：

1）所续写短文词数为 150 左右；

2）应使用 5 个以上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，请用下划线标出你使用的关键词语。

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    Outside the door stood an old man with a white beard and a red cap, holding a well-packed box.

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    Through tear-blurred eyes, I recognized the handwriting on the card.

It was Christmas Day. Pappy was working alone fixing an old lantern in the backroom when he heard the ringing of his bell on the shop door. The bell, which produced a uniquely pleasant sound, had been in Pappy's family for over a hundred years. He valued it dearly and enjoyed sharing its song with all who came to his shop. Although the bell hung on the inside of the main door, Pappy had tied a wire to the screen door so that it would ring whether the inner door was open or not. Hearing the bell, he left the backroom to greet his customer.

"And how can I help you, little lady?" Pappy's voice was joyful.

"Hello, sir." The little girl spoke almost in a whisper. She looked at Pappy with her big brown eyes, and then slowly scanned the room in search of something special. Shyly she told him, "I'd like to buy a present, sir."

"Well, let's see," Pappy said, "who is this present for？"

"My grandpa. It's for my grandpa. But I don't know what to get."

Pappy began to make suggestions. "How about a pocket watch? It's in good condition." The little girl didn't answer. She had walked to the doorway and put her small hand on the door. She shook the door gently to ring the bell. Pappy's face seemed to glow as he saw her smiling with excitement.

"This is just right," the little girl said. "Momma says grandpa loves music."

Just then, Pappy's expression changed. Fearful of breaking the little girl's heart, he told her, "I'm sorry, Missy. That's not for sale. Maybe your grandpa would like this little radio. "

The girl looked at the radio, bowed her head, and sadly sighed," No, I don't think so. "

In an effort to help her understand, Pappy told her that the bell had been his only companion, for the rest of his family were all gone now, except for his estranged (疏远的) daughter whom he had not seen for nearly a decade.

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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With a giant tear in her eye, the little girl looked up at him.  

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Later that evening when Pappy was closing up the shop, he heard a familiar ringing.

"Were you Mark's math teacher?" an old man came to my office and asked. I nodded. "Mark talked about you a lot. I want to show you something," he said, taking a wallet out of his pocket. "They found this on him when he was killed in the battle. We thought you might recognize it. "

Opening the wallet, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. I knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which I had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him. And that happened 20 years ago.

Mark was in the third grade class I taught. All 34 of my students were dear to me, but Mark was one in a million. Very neat in appearance, he had that happy­to­be­alive attitude that made even his occasional misbehavior delightful.

Mark also talked without stopping. I tried to remind him again and again that talking without permission was unacceptable. What impressed me so much, though, was the sincere response every time I had to correct him for misbehaving. "Thank you for correcting me, Sister!" I didn't know what to make of it at first but before long I became accustomed to hearing it many times a day.

One morning my patience was growing thin when Mark talked once too often. I made a new teacher's mistake. I looked at Mark and said, "If you say one more word, I am going to tape your mouth shut！"

It wasn't ten seconds later when Chuck shouted, "Mark is talking again." I hadn't asked any of the students to help me watch Mark, but since I had stated the punishment in front of the class, I had to act on it.

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I walked to my desk and took out a roll of tape.

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One day I decided to do something different when Mark talked again in class.

Jim collapsed in a state of despondency upon the sofa. The impending celebration of the maternal anniversary, known as Mother's Day, was fast approaching, and he found himself devoid of any gift to bestow upon her. "What avenue is available to me for the procurement of a present when my financial resources are non-existent?" he pondered with a sense of urgency.

In a bid to alleviate his melancholy, Jim retrieved the daily journal of current events that was casually dispersed across the sofa. His attention was arrested by a prominent proclamation on the initial page. A nearby establishment for retail purposes was the progenitor of a competition. "Articulate the unique qualities that render your mother distinguished and stand a chance to acquire an uninhibited foray into our marketplace for her," the proclamation declared.

"This presents a serendipitous opportunity!" Jim exclaimed inwardly. With alacrity, he proceeded to his chamber, clasping the journal in his grasp. From his study desk, he selected a writing utensil and an unmarked sheet of paper, and commenced to inscribe his thoughts.

"Her maternal excellence surpasses that of all other mothers in the terrestrial sphere. She is perpetually in the act of preparing a repast for my scholastic sojourn, and never does she overlook the provision of a sweetmeat. She indulges my desire for tales by reading to me in the twilight hours, and with unwavering diligence, she ensures the sub-lethal inspection of my slumbering quarters for any lurking nocturnal visitants. Furthermore, she bestows the most affectionate embrace, yet with a considerate discretion when in the company of my comrades, who might ridicule such a display of familial affection."

Jim was well-pleased with his composition. He transcribed it with meticulous care and sought an envelope and the necessary postal insignia from his paternal figure. With haste, he made his way to the receptacle for outgoing correspondence, his entry in hand, "Mother will revel in the unrestrained exploration of the marketplace," he mused.

Jim dutifully monitored the mailbox for the arrival of his accolade. Time elapsed—a succession of days, then weeks. The eve of Mother's Day arrived, and still, there was no communication regarding the outcome of the contest.

"What am I to do at this juncture?" he questioned himself. A gift remained elusive, as did the prospect of a shopping extravaganza, and his financial status remained unchanged. He was compelled to devise an alternative. With his eyes tightly shut, his toes curled in concentration, and his mind racing, Jim exerted such intense effort in his contemplation that it induced a sensation of discomfort in his auditory organs.

注意：（1）所续短文的词数应为150左右；（2）续写部分分为两段，每段开头语已为你写好。
Suddenly he had an idea

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The next morning Jim handed his present to his mom.

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