近些年来，随着人们生活水平的日益改善，饲养宠物的人们的数量与日俱增。饲养宠物给人们带来快乐的同时，也随之带来了一些问题。主要有：（一）、宠物发出的噪音非常扰民；（二）、动物的粪便会污染环境；（三）、当主人带着宠物去公共场所时，有些宠物会吓着孩子甚至咬人；（四）、 某些宠物会传播疾病，已经引起了人们的广泛关注。

假如你是李华，请你就上面提到的人们饲养宠物带了的问题给报社编辑写一封信，寻求帮助， 并期待媒体能够就解决该问题做一些事情。

注意：

1 字数：100左右；

2 可以适当增加细节，以使行文连贯；

3 信的开头和结尾已经给出，不计入总词数。

Dear editor,

    I'm sorry to occupy your precious time, but

    I encountered God the summer I was five. My father had finally grown too sick to get out of bed, so the heat and nervous tension in the air inside the house made it impossible to breathe. I would escape by squeezing under the front porch. All manner of creatures lived there, but I mostly ignored them, with one exception — a little frog who, every time I crawled (爬行) under the porch, stared at me with great, golden eyes.

    In late June, the frog finally hopped (跳跃) toward my arm and stared at me, demanding eye contact. Once he had my attention, he opened his wide mouth and said, "Hello, Sophie."

    I should have been shocked, but for some reason, I wasn't. Perhaps at five years old, I was more receptive to something against the laws of nature. At any rate, I was not shocked that a frog could speak. I had a more pressing question.

    "How do you know my name?"

    The frog blinked slowly. "I know everything. I am God."

    I spoke, "You can't be God. You're too small."

    He extended a long, webbed finger and was pointing to the edge of the porch's shadow — to the spot where my mother had tried to grow flowers there for years. She had stopped trying when my father's condition worsened.

    "Look there," commanded the frog, and I stared as a beautiful white flower blossomed as if stretching its limbs after a long sleep. In my five years, I had never seen anything so splendid.

    God and I became good friends that summer. I spent every day under the porch, talking to him.

    Sometimes I asked God questions. Sometimes he answered. Once, I asked him where Heavenwas.

    "Heaven," he said, "is where I live."

    In August, my father's illness had progressed to the point that I was sent to my aunt's house in Virginia. I told God I would be back soon, and then waited in Virginia for my father to get better.

注意：

⒈所续写短文的词数应为150左右；

⒉应使用5个以上短文中标有下划线的关键词语；

⒊续写部分分为两段，每段的开头语已为你写好；

⒋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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    Six months later, I came back home for my father's funeral.

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    Suddenly, an idea crossed my mind that my father might travel to Heaven.

Alexis and Zoe were sitting at the kitchen table doing their homework. They had a hard time focusing on their homework because the radio station was playing music from their favourite band, the Shape Shifters.

"I can't believe the Shifters are going to be playing here and we can't go!" Alexis said.

"I know," Zoe replied. "Tickets are sold out in five minutes and even if we can get some, they are so expensive!"

"It's totally unfair," said Alexis. "They should give the tickets to their biggest fans first!"

"You mean us, right?" Zoe said.

"Obviously," said Alexis. "Everyone knows we're their number one fans."

Zoe turned the radio up a bit louder. Their fevourite song was on, and the girls had an impromptu (即兴的) dance party right there in the kitchen. As it ended, they sat on their chairs again. The radio host started talking about the concert.

"I have exciting news to share with all of you. We will give away two tickets to Saturday's sold-out show and will look for the third caller who can correctly answer this question: who is the oldest member of the Shape Shifters?" the host said.

Alexis and Zoe looked at each other. They couldn't believe how easy the question was.

"It's Georgie!" said Alexis.

"No, it's Natasha," answered Zoe.

"Everyone knows Georgie is 29. He's much older than the rest of the band," said Alexis.

"I know he's the oldest person, but the question is who's the oldest member of the band. Natasha started the band when she was just 15. The others joined the group after her," Zoe explained.

Alexis thought for a while and later agreed with Zoe. And they decided to call the radio station to answer that question. They stood together and held their breath.

"Hello, girls, you are lucky caller Number 3!" The girls screamed excitedly. "Nobody seems to know the answer to our question. Do you?" the host continued. Zoe said, "We know the answer!" "I hope so. If you get it right, you'll have a chance to Saturday's sold-out show!"

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"Okay, I am ready to answer that question," Zoe said breathlessly.

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"Congratulations, girls! You've won two tickets to this concert!" the host shouted.

Every previous year on Thanksgiving Day I'd woken up early, filled with excitement, unable to wait for the turkey, pumpkin pie with pecans, and my grandma's famous cheesecake. But I would never forget the lesson that my mother taught me when I was 14 years old. That Thanksgiving, I couldn't find the magic anymore. For some reason the holiday seemed fake (假的). I suddenly felt like Thanksgiving was a big lie. I saw no reason to celebrate.

As my aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandma started to arrive carrying plates of food, baskets of bread, and pitchers of egg nog, I grew more and more angry and frustrated. None of them were really thankful, I realized. The whole thing was a lie!

When my mom called for everyone to take their seats for dinner, I left. I ran into the guest room where no one would look, crying. I was defiant (反抗的) because I wanted to be an honest person but 1 was realizing that Thanksgiving was fake. It didn't feel right to join in the tradition—say something beautiful one by one around the table.

My mom, worried that 1 was absent from the table, came to see what was wrong, "No one is really thankful!" I sobbed, "They just pretend for one day because that's what you're supposed to do!"

My mom sat down next to me and listened wisely. Then she nodded. "You're right," she told me, "it's fake until you find the truth for yourself." She said Thanksgiving was a time to reflect because we don't always get a chance to see loved ones and eat a good meal. Then she left. I didn't listen to her. I was convinced that I could never find joy celebrating again.

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。

But I was also starving and I had to eat something.

……

At her words, I realized they wanted me to be a part of the tradition.

James, a 24-year-old investment banker from Toronto, was just one week into his new job on Wall Street. Over the past month, he'd been settling in to the New York City apartment he was sharing with his college friend, an artificial intelligence engineer named Raphael. 

Now, last week, the two were going to meet in a lunchtime on Pier (码头) 15, overlooking the East River, when James froze. "Somebody's in the water," he said. Before Raphael could respond, James climbed over the rail (栏杆) at the edge of the pier and jumped into the cold, polluted water without taking the time to remove his shoes.

What James had heard was an alarmed fisherman shouting from Pier 16, nearly 50 yards away, "Help! He's in the water!" And what he'd seen was a person floating, lifeless. 

Raphael didn't need to see the victim. Maybe James saw someone in the water who needs our help, he thought. Or maybe it's James who needs my help. Either way, I'm going in. He took off his shoes and dived. 

Approaching the unconscious victim, James saw that it was a middle-aged man. He was big, around 200 pounds, respectably dressed and sinking fast. He was 3 feet below the surface by the time James reached him. The rescuer dived, felt around, grasped the man and kicked upward until they both got out of the surface. Raphael was there now. In the water, the two friends floated the man on his back. As Raphael put his arms around the man's shoulders and James supported the bottom and knees, the pair pulled the man back to Pier 15. Their lungs heaved and their muscles burned as they pushed and pulled the immobile figure through the water. 

They might have been dragging a dead body. The man's skin was blue, and neither Raphael nor James detected any breathing. When at last they reached Pier 15, they faced a new uncertainty. How to get out of the water? The shore was half meter above their heads. 

注意：1. 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。

On the pier, a crowd had gathered.

……

Suddenly the man moved, breathing again.

The Girl with Freckles (雀斑) on Her Face

    When I was a kid about twelve years old, I had a lot of freckles. I had reached the age when I had begun to really look at myself in the mirror, and I was underwhelmed. Apparently my mother was too, because sometimes she'd look at me and shake her head. 

    I had a cousin whose name was Janette Elizabeth. She looked exactly like her name sounds. She had a flawless peaches-and-cream complexion. I couldn't help comparing myself with her and thinking that my life would be a lot different if I had beautiful skin too. 

    And then, in the back pages of Janette Elizabeth's magazine, I found the answer: an advertisement for freckle-remover cream. I knew that I could afford it if I saved my money, and I did. The ad assured me that the product would work well. For three weeks I went to the mailbox every day precisely at the time the mail was delivered. I knew that if someone else in my family got the mail, I would never hear the end of it. There was no way that they would let me open the box in private. 

    Three weeks later, my package finally came. I went to my room with it, sat on the edge of my bed, and opened it. I was sure that I was looking at a miracle. When I got up the next morning, I applied the cream all over my body. Then I took my hoe and went with my brother and cousins to hoe the field, where I got rid of some tiger lilies, seemingly ugly with black and small spots. 

    The sun was so strong that even my faces started to burn. By the end of the day, when I came back to the house, my family, knowing nothing about the freckle-remover cream, began to say things like, "I've never seen you with that many freckles before. "When I saw myself in the mirror, I dissolved into tears and hid in the bathroom. 

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。

    Para 1: My mother called me to dinner table, but I ignored her.

    Para 2: After what seemed a century, I heard a gentle knock on my bedroom's door.