讀后續(xù)寫（蒲公英）課件-高三英語(yǔ)一輪復(fù)習(xí)

1、讀后續(xù)寫原文 I grew up in a small town where the elementary school was a ten-minute walk from my house. Since it is not far away, I could go home for lunch and find my mother waiting for me. At the time, I did not consider this to be so important, although today it certainly would be. actually, our lunch

2、time together in the past years had had a great influence on my life before I realized it. Our lunch time when I was in third grade will stay with me always. I had been picked to be the princess in the school play, and for weeks my mother had patiently helped me practise my lines with me . But no ma

3、tter how easily I delivered them at home, as soon as I stepped on stage, every word disappeared from my head.Finally, my teacher took me aside. She explained patiently that she needed a narrator and had written a narrators part to the play, and asked me to switch roles. Her words, kindly spoken, sti

4、ll hurt me, especially when I saw my part go to another girl. I didnt tell my mother what had happened when I went home for lunch that day. But she sensed my unease, and instead of suggesting we practise my lines, she asked if I wanted to walk in the yard.it was a lovely spring day and the rose vine

5、 was turning green. under the huge trees, we could see yellow dandelions(蒲公英) appearing unexpectedly through the grass in bunches, as if a painter had touched our landscape with small amounts of gold. I watched my mother casually bend down by one of the bushes. “I think im going to dig up all these

6、weeds,” she said, pulling a blossom up by all its roots. “from now on, well have roses in this garden.” I immediately protested, “But I like dandelions. all flowers are beautiful-even dandelions” Paragraph 1:“Do you mean that every flower has its own beauty?” asked my mother thoughtfully.Paragraph 2

7、:“But you will be a beautiful narrator ”, Mum said. A storyWho？When？Where?What？“I”My motherThe teacherWhen “I” was in the third gradeLunch timeHomeSchool yardI was chosen to be _ in the school play. And I practiced my _ for weeks with my _.the princess lines Though I delivered them easily _, I forgo

8、t my lines completely _. mother The teacher told me to switch my role to be the _, and I felt deeply _.narratorhurtat homeon the stageWhen we walked in the yard and saw some dandilions, my mother decided to replaced the dandilion with the _ and I am _ it. rosesagainst“Do you mean that every flower h

9、as its own beauty?” asked my mother thoughtfully.“But you will be a beautiful narrator,” Mom said.What was my answer?What else did my mother say?Did my mother know what happened to me?How did she know?What was her response when knowing the truth?“Do you mean that every flower has its own beauty?” as

10、ked my mother thoughtfully.What was my answer?I thought for a while, and nodded: “Even the smallest dandelions have its own beauty that roses dont have. ”I nodded without hesitation, as if a second wasted could deprive the dandelions of their life. I nodded at once and stated, “Even though dandelion

11、s dont have fascinating and glorious blossom as roses. I was absorbed in its specific beauty.”Without thinking twice, I replied, “of course, every flower has its own beauty and has its meaning to grow,”What else did my mother say?Did my mother know what happened to me?“But she senses my unease, and

12、instead of suggesting we practice my lines, she asked if I wanted to walk in the yard”“The same to you,” she added, her voice soft. “Not everyone can be a rose, and it is also an honor to be a dandelion.”Mothers eyes sparkling like diamonds, she smiled and patted my shoulder, “ ”“Dear, Im so glad th

13、at you can think in this way. I wonder if youd like to share your problem with me. ” Mother said as she gently put her hand on my shoulder. What was my response ?Hearing my mothers words, I felt a lump in my throat as the sorrow crept upon my mind. / I tried hard to choke back my tears but in vain.

14、My eyes were blurry with tears. I took a deep breath and told her what happened at school. Knowing that my mother had realized my pain, I took off the mask that I had worn for the whole lunch time and poured out my unease heartily.I told her that Id like to be the most beautiful princess that would

15、win everyone s favor.“I want to be a princess rather than a narrator. ” I said with tears streaming down my face. “She didnt see how hard I practiced for the part, ” I said with my eyes full of tears, “and now I am just a narrator!”She listened to me patiently and patted me on the back tenderly. Sud

16、denly she stopped, as if to say something.“But you will be a beautiful narrator,” Mom said.“But you will be a beautiful narrator,” Mom said.How would my mother inspire or encourage me?How would I prepare for my part?她提醒我我在家里的時(shí)候能夠很流利地說(shuō)出自己的臺(tái)詞。She reminded me of how fluently I could deliver my lines at

17、 home.那時(shí)我才意識(shí)到也許我更適合當(dāng)旁白。It was at that time that I understood that maybe I was more suitable for a role backstage like a narrator.從那之后，我全心全意地和我母親一起練習(xí)臺(tái)詞。From then on, I practiced my lines heart and soul with my mother at lunch time for weeks. How was my performance as a narrator? And the performance a

18、pproached ultimately. Standing backstage, nervousness came flooding in me. Whatencouraged me to overcome it was the inspiration from the beautiful yellow dandelions. The performance that night was eventually a big success. Hearing the thunderous applause, I took pride in my role and firmly believed

19、that even a dandelion had its own beauty.一篇分?jǐn)?shù)好看的讀后續(xù)寫需要寫出強(qiáng)調(diào)句My mothers words made a great difference to me. It was my mothers words that made a great difference to me. Her words inspired me to overcome my fear. It was her words that inspired me to overcome my fear. 非謂語(yǔ)動(dòng)詞作狀語(yǔ)站在后臺(tái)的時(shí)候，恐懼淹沒(méi)了我。Standing bac

20、kstage, nervousness came flooding in me.聽(tīng)到母親的話，我覺(jué)得如鯁在喉。 Hearing my mothers words, I felt a lump in my throat. 聽(tīng)到雷鳴般的掌聲， 我為我自己的角色感到驕傲也堅(jiān)信蒲公英也有自己的美麗。 Hearing the thunderous/deafening applause, I took pride in my role and firmly believed that even a dandelion had its own beauty.母親的眼睛像鉆石一樣閃耀，她微笑著拍了拍我的肩膀。

21、 Mothers eyes sparkling like diamonds, she smiled and patted me on the shoulder. 各類從句What encouraged me to overcome it was the inspiration from the beautiful yellow dandelions. I took pride in my role and firmly believed that even a dandelion had its own beauty.She reminded me of how fluently I coul

22、d deliver my lines at home.讀后續(xù)寫dip/lower/hung ones headpour out dry out ones eyesstroke head console sb patientlypat sb on the + 身體部位 swallow my sadnessNo sooner had I finished the last word than cheers and applause took over the classroom. When the performance came to an end, I spotted mother stand

23、ing under the stage, casting a warm smile in my direction. A thunderous applause erupted from the crowd.The audience rose to their feet and cheered. There was an extraordinary outburst of applause from every corner of the auditorium. One possible version: “Do you mean that every flower has its own b

24、eauty?” asked my mother thoughtfully. I nodded without hesitation, as if a second wasted could deprive the dandelions of their life. “The same to you,” she added, her voice soft. “Not everyone can be a rose, and it is also an honor to be a dandelion.” Knowing that my mother had realized my pain, I took off the mask that I had worn for the whole lunch time and poured ou