全程设计 Section IV Writing
Section Ⅳ Writing
写作触类旁通 典题示例 读后续写 阅读下面材料，根据其内容和所给段落开头语续写两段，使 之构成一篇完整的短文。续写词数应为150左右
典 题 示 例 读后续写 阅读下面材料,根据其内容和所给段落开头语续写两段,使 之构成一篇完整的短文。续写词数应为150左右。 写作·触类旁通
The guitar in the corner of the room is as silent as it has ever been for years now.It has been more than three months that no one has played it,and no one will ever play it again.A layer of dust has formed all over it.I could dust it off,but somehow I feel unworthy of touching it,let alone picking it up.It had been such a big part of my childhood,hearing its amazing notes flow without hesitation,but only when held by the right hands did it sound as amazing as it could.I had always been afraid of it somehow.I am still a bit,since the sound was always strong yet comforting
The guitar in the corner of the room is as silent as it has ever been for years now.It has been more than three months that no one has played it,and no one will ever play it again.A layer of dust has formed all over it.I could dust it off,but somehow I feel unworthy of touching it,let alone picking it up.It had been such a big part of my childhood,hearing its amazing notes flow without hesitation,but only when held by the right hands did it sound as amazing as it could.I had always been afraid of it somehow.I am still a bit,since the sound was always strong yet comforting
I can't stop thinking about how I will never hear it again,how it would probably stay in that corner of my room for the rest of eternity.Sitting on the sofa facing the guitar I could almost see him,my dad,telling me that it was the second best thing in his life.I remember that moment so well.I was seven.I asked him,"What's the first?"and he told me "You
I can’t stop thinking about how I will never hear it again,how it would probably stay in that corner of my room for the rest of eternity.Sitting on the sofa facing the guitar I could almost see him,my dad,telling me that it was the second best thing in his life.I remember that moment so well.I was seven.I asked him,“What’sthe first?”and he told me “You
It made me feel so special,being picked over an instrument that could make such wonderful music with just a bit of help from the man that was in front of me.When he was home,every waking minute there was music radiating from it.The music made me feel safe,as if there wasn't anything else in the world but its amazing sounds.I stayed staring at the dust-covered guitar remembering the last time I saw my dad;he was heading out once more.He was excited and he was always proud of serving his country.He never complained.The only thing that he wouldn't like was being away from Mum and me
It made me feel so special,being picked over an instrument that could make such wonderful music with just a bit of help from the man that was in front of me.When he was home,every waking minute there was music radiating from it.The music made me feel safe,as if there wasn’t anything else in the world but its amazing sounds.I stayed staring at the dust-covered guitar remembering the last time I saw my dad;he was heading out once more.He was excited and he was always proud of serving his country.He never complained.The only thing that he wouldn’t like was being away from Mum and me
If I had known that it was the last time I would see him,I would have never let him go,and I would have begged him not to leave.I would have told him that I didn't want the guitar to stay in the corner collecting dust. He would have left anyway,I thought.He loved protecting his country,and he used to say that he did it because he wanted me to be safe. It was getting late.I stood up from the couch and headed to bed
If I had known that it was the last time I would see him,I would have never let him go,and I would have begged him not to leave.I would have told him that I didn’t want the guitar to stay in the corner collecting dust. He would have left anyway,Ithought.He loved protecting his country,and he used to say that he did it because he wanted me to be safe._________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ It was getting late.I stood up from the couch and headed to bed.________________________________________________
写作指导 本文是一篇记叙文。作者的爸爸曾答应作者教他弹吉他，但 是爸爸为了报效祖国而牺牲，爸爸的愿望永远无法实现了。 1作者的父亲是一名军人，为了报效祖国而牺牲。虽然父亲 曾经答应作者，回来之后教他弹吉他，但是这一愿望却永远无 法实现。结合故事的结尾处，作者想如果知道父亲这次回不 来的话，当时就不会让他走了。 2.结合续写第一段首句可知，作者的父亲无论如何也会离开 的，因为他那样做是为了家人和国家的安全
写 作 指 导 本文是一篇记叙文。作者的爸爸曾答应作者教他弹吉他,但 是爸爸为了报效祖国而牺牲,爸爸的愿望永远无法实现了。 1.作者的父亲是一名军人,为了报效祖国而牺牲。虽然父亲 曾经答应作者,回来之后教他弹吉他,但是这一愿望却永远无 法实现。结合故事的结尾处,作者想如果知道父亲这次回不 来的话,当时就不会让他走了。 2.结合续写第一段首句可知,作者的父亲无论如何也会离开 的,因为他那样做是为了家人和国家的安全
3.由续写第二段首句可知，作者回忆完之后，准备回屋睡觉， 续写这一部分的时候，应该注意向着积极的方向进行拓展
3.由续写第二段首句可知,作者回忆完之后,准备回屋睡觉, 续写这一部分的时候,应该注意向着积极的方向进行拓展
高分范文 He would have left anyway,I thought.He loved protecting his country,and he used to say that he did it because he wanted me to be safe.The last time he played the guitar for me,he promised to teach me how to play it after he came back.Then he left again,the guitar standing there,collecting dust!And he couldn't keep his promise every time.Mum went out,getting everything ready for the funeral.My dad never came back after serving his country
高 分 范 文 He would have left anyway,Ithought.He loved protecting his country,and he used to say that he did it because he wanted me to be safe.The last time he played the guitar for me,he promised to teach me how to play it after he came back.Then he left again,the guitar standing there,collecting dust!And he couldn’t keep his promise every time.Mum went out,getting everything ready for the funeral.My dad never came back after serving his country
It was getting late.I stood up from the couch and headed to bed.Halfway to my room,I stared at the guitar again,taking it to my room.I cleaned it,as if there had never had dust on it.It looked as if Dad had never left.I laid the guitar beside my bed,as if hearing Dad playing again.Those beautiful notes flowing like a flowing river."I'm proud of you,Dad.You are a hero,”I said..“And I will play your guitar now
It was getting late.I stood up from the couch and headed to bed.Halfway to my room,I stared at the guitar again,taking it to my room.I cleaned it,as if there had never had dust on it.It looked as if Dad had never left.I laid the guitar beside my bed,as if hearing Dad playing again.Those beautiful notes flowing like a flowing river.“I’m proud of you,Dad.You are a hero,”I said.“And I will play your guitar now