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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，使之构成一篇完整的短文。Shoveling the snow had always been the best part about winter. Not that I thought it was fun but my dad's reaction to a clean driveway kept me going. He hated shoveling snow more than anything. So, I took it upon myself at eight years old to do it for him. Every time I saw snow fall from the sky, I knew the universe was ready to put me to work.I would run and put on my jacket, snow boots to prepare myself for the work ahead. But every single time, before I went outside, I would stop by my older sister's room to see if she wanted to help me. I knew she would say no, but I always asked anyway.One day there was a lot of snow, and there was no way I would be able to clean it all up myself. It was getting dark, and I hated the thought of my dad having to shovel the snow after a long day of work. So I did the routine and knocked on my sister's door. As I expected, she gave me the same old "no". Annoyed, I asked again. Without saying anything further, she got up, pushed me out of the room and slammed (平地关上) the door in my face.I stood there silently for a second. Then, I turned around, went out of the house, and set out in the cold to tackle the enemy that lay in my driveway. But I couldn't calm down. I was really angry that she would leave me to battle this alone. All I wanted was some help. The more I remembered every "no" she had ever said to me, the angrier I became.I fought tirelessly, my short arms swinging from side to side while the wind cut against my cheeks. After one long hour, I was not even halfway done. Looking at the victorious snow, I thought of Dad's disappointment.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。Feeling bitter and desperate, I couldn't stop my tears. My sister and I went outside.  答案：Feeling bitter and desperate, I couldn't stop my tears. My inner anger was like a growing monster, uncontrollably driving me to the edge of madness. Before I realized it, I was sobbing in my sister's room, with bullets of words firing through my mouth, expressing my long-buried dissatisfaction towards her absence from my snow shoveling experiences. The house seemed to be holding its breath when I stopped my accusation, still weeping. "Please don't cry. Every teardrop of yours is a reminder of how selfish I was. I'm sorry. Would you give me another chance to go shoveling with you?", said my sister with gentleness and sincerity in her voice.My sister and I went out. More than half of the driveway was still blanketed in white but I wasn't alone in this battle any more. Every shovel of snow was a witness to the energy and excitement in me. By the time we finished, my back was aching, muscles sore, and body exhausted. However, deep inside me was a brother, who was so overcome with happiness that he felt on top of the world. That was the beauty of companionship. And from the bright smile blooming on my sister's face, I could tell that she felt the same. Arm in arm, we walked inside as darkness fell, waiting for father to come home.

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