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阅读下面短文, 根据其内容写一篇 60词左右的内容概要。

My old professor’s death sentence came in the summer of 1994. Doctors guessed he had two years left. Morrie knew it was less. But my old professor had made a great decision, one he began to construct the day when he came out of the doctor’s office with a knife hanging over his head. “Do I give up, or do I make the best of my time left? ” He had asked himself. He would not be ashamed of dying. Instead, he would make death his final project, the center point of days.

The last class of my old professor’s life had only one student. I was the student. The last class took place once a week in his house, by a window in the study, The class met on Tuesdays. It began after breakfast. The subject was The Meaning of Life. It was taught from experience. No grades were given, but there were oral exams each week. You were expected to respond to questions, and you were expected to ask questions of your own. You were also required to perform physical tasks now and then, such as lifting the professor’ s head to a comfortable spot on the pillow or placing his glasses on the bridge of his nose. Kissing him good-bye earned you extra credit. No books were required, yet many topics were covered, including love, work, community, family, aging, forgiveness, and, finally, death.

I look back sometimes at the person I was before I rediscovered my old professor. I want to talk to that person. I want to tell him what to look out for, what mistakes to avoid. I want to tell him to be more open, to ignore the tricks of advertised values, to pay attention when your loved ones are speaking, as if it were the last time you might hear them. Mostly I want to tell that person to get on an airplane and visit a gentle old man in West Newton, Massachusetts sooner rather than later, before that old man gets sick and loses his ability to dance. I know I cannot do this. None of us can undo what we’ve done, or relive a life already recorded. But if Professor Morris Schwartz taught me anything at all, it was this: there is no such thing as“ too late”in life. He was changing until the day he said good-bye.

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阅读下面材料，根据其内容和所给的段落开头语续写一段，使之构成一篇完整的短文。

We’re driving along a road and saw a piece of card saying: “Bungee Jumping, 5km” and an arrow pointing to the left. I couldn’t even see a road going left and there was no sign of any bungee jumping, but you insisted.

“We don’t have to do the bungee jumping, we can just go there and see what’s happening. It’ll be interesting!” As usual, you got your way. I gave in and off we went along this dirt road. After driving for ages, suddenly some trees appeared like a small wood. “This must be the place,” you said. We pulled over. As soon as we’re out of car, we heard voices of people shouting and laughing. It sounded like they’re having a good time. In the middle of the wood there were some people. They’re polite and friendly, but I felt like we’re interrupting.

Once there had been a river, but now there was just a dry ditch. A metal bridge crossed the ditch. The bridge didn’t look too stable. I thought the kids had built it. The kids were in the middle of the bridge. They’re all leaning over and looking down into the ditch. They’re shouting and laughing. Another person was hanging from a long piece of elastic rope in the middle of the ditch. He was laughing madly. The other people slowly pulled him up to the bridge. As the guy came to the top he looked shocked but also very happy.

“I want to do that!” you said. And you knew what I wanted to say: What will happen if the rope breaks? I didn’t say it, but I was thinking it. I didn’t say anything, because I knew that you wouldn’t have answers for any of my questions. You’ve always been a lot more adventurous than me.

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1.所续写的短文词数应为150左右；
2.请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。

I remembered when I was a kid, my friend had a bicycle with no brakes.

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I breathed in, closed my eyes, didn’t think about anything and jumped.

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阅读下面材料，根据其内容和所给段落开头语续写两段话，使之构成一篇完整的短文。

As a young boy, I sometimes traveled the country roads with my dad. He was a rural mail carrier and on Saturdays he would ask me to go with him. Driving through the countryside was always an adventure: There were animals to see, people to visit, and chocolate cookies if you knew where to stop, and Dad did.

In the spring, Dad delivered boxes full of baby chickens, and when I was a boy it was such fun to stick your fingers through one of the holes of the boxes and let the baby birds peck (啄) on your fingers.

On Dad’s final day of work, it took him well into the evening to complete his rounds because at least one member from each fatuity was waiting at their mailbox to appreciate him for his friendship and his years of service. “Two hundred and nineteen mailboxes on my route,” he used to say, and a story at every one. One lady had no mailbox, so Dad took the mail in to her every day because she was nearly blind. He once lectured me that to bring everyone plain pleasure is his greatest pleasure, which has clung to me so far.

Mailboxes were sometimes used for things other than mail. On cold days Dad might find one of his customers waiting for him with a cup of hot chocolate. A young girl wrote letters but had no stamps, so she left a few buttons on the envelope in the mailbox; Dad paid for the stamps.

With a heavy heart, I traveled back to my hometown on the sad occasion of Dad’s death, and the mailboxes along the way reminded me of some of his stories. I thought I knew them all, but that wasn’t the case.

As I drove home, I noticed two lamp poles, one on each side of the street. When my dad was around, those poles supported wooden boxes about four feet off the ground. One box was painted green, and the other was red, and each had a long narrow hole at the top with white lettering: Santa Claus, NORTH POLE. For years children had dropped letters to Santa through those holes. I was among the kids whose letters were always answered in time.

I made a turn at the corner and drove past the post office and across the railroad tracks to our house. Mom and I were sitting at the kitchen table when I heard footsteps. There, at the door, stood Frank Townsend, Dad’s postmaster and great friend for many years. Threads of silver ran through his beard and the hair. Obviously, time and sorrow for the past days ploughed deep wrinkles on his brow. Sitting down at the table, he began to tell old stories.

注意：1. 续写词数应为150词左右；
2. 续写部分分为两段，每段的开头语已为你写好。
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At one point Frank looked at me with tears in his eyes as if recalling something.

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Thinking of my father’s philosophy of pleasure, I resolved to be this year’s Santa Claus.

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。

Tom and Jane planned a holiday at the lake, and they decided to take their children, Tim and Sarah, with them. However, Tim and Sarah wanted: to visit Disney World for their holiday or hire a yacht (游艇) in Hawaii. Camping by the lake wasn’t even on their list of holiday adventures.

“We can visit some of the islands too,” Jane said. “Your dad and I always wanted to explore the mysterious cabin on Moose Island.”

Mysterious cabin? The children were now far more interested in this lake holiday idea.

“We might see Big foot,” Tim said.

“Or some unusual species!” Sarah turned to her parents. “We’re in. When do we leave?”

The children’s excitement quickly disappeared when they arrived at the lake. While their parents were carrying their suitcases inside, Timand Sarah stood on the path and stared at the cabin they’d be staying in for the next week, complaining about the smell around, the dust, and the various small insects.

“We’re in nature now, kids. Enjoy the experience! Your dad is building a fire so we can have barbecued fish and potatoes baked in the coals. Isn’t that great?”

Sarah choked. “I am not eating food cooked in coals! I want takeaway instead.”

“Me too.” Tim was about to cry. “Holidays are supposed to be fun, Mom.”

“Come on, guys. There’s a lot of joy to be found in living a simple life and spending time together as a family.”

“People in the suburbs live a simple life, which is more like being homeless!” Sarah shouted

“Yeah,” Tim added. “How can there not be a single restaurant that delivers here? How do these people survive?”

“They eat coal potatoes!” Sarah laughed. “And fish they kill with their bare hands!”

Sarah ran away, and Tim followed. Jane buried her head in her hands. She realized she had to do something to correct their children’s attitude towards simple life. After dinner, she told all about this to Tom, who agreed with Jane. Then they came up with an idea.

注意: 1. 续写词数应为150左右；
2. 请按如下格式在相应位置作答。

Paragraph 1: The next morning, Tim and Sarah entered the main room to demand they leave immediately, but neither Mom nor Dad was in there.

Paragraph 2: When Tim was about to fall asleep, he heard the sound of heavy footsteps outside, which were approaching.

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