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。Christmas was coming. This year, my dad suggested that our family pack up and drive 500 miles north to celebrate the New Year's holiday at our 600-square-foot lake cabin (小木屋) in northern Michigan.At first, I was hesitant. The cabin was awesome in the summer. It was our favorite spot for boating, fishing, swimming, water skiing, and tubing. Hanging out there in the dead of winter sounded boring and bleak (阴冷的).I wrinkled my nose in disgust and asked, "What will we do?""There's tons of stuff to do," Dad replied. "We can spend the week skiing, snowshoeing, ice skating, and sledding! We can play games, sleep in, and explore northern Michigan in a different season. We can build a giant bonfire down by the lake and have a barbecue, then come inside and drink hot cocoa."Okay, I was in. My brother, Dan, was also interested.A few days after Christmas, Mom, Dad, Dan, and I piled into our car and hit the road. Five hours into our trip, my eyes fluttered shut. In my mind's eye, I imagined the scene that would welcome us when we arrived at the cabin. The bare tree limbs would be covered in snow and ice crystals. I suspected the lake might look larger in the absence of docks and boats. The one thing that I hoped would be like summer was that the sky would be a bright blue.Several hours later, just as the sun was setting, we turned onto the cabin's gravel (碎石) lane and were greeted by the familiar sound of crackling rocks beneath the tires, though slightly softened from the snow on the ground. Before long, the cabin came into view, with long icicles (冰锥) hanging from its eaves (屋檐) and window frames. Anyway, it felt good to be grounded and at our happy place. As the car stopped, we all jumped out and ran to the cabin doorway.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。Paragraph 1: Eagerly, Dad put the key in the cabin's door lock, but it wouldn't turn.__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________Paragraph 2: Although our first day of winter vacation was more adventurous than expected, we made plenty of wonderful memories that week.__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
答案: Eagerly, Dad put the key in the cabin's door lock, but it wouldn't turn. He jiggled it a few times, frowning. "The lock must be frozen," he muttered. Dan and I exchanged glances — this wasn't the warm welcome we'd imagined. Mom suggested pouring warm water on the lock, but we had no thermos. Then Dad grinned. "Time for Plan B!" He grabbed a lighter from the car and carefully held the flame near the keyhole. After a minute, the metal warmed just enough for the key to turn with a satisfying click. We cheered as the door swung open, revealing the cozy interior, dusted with a layer of cold but promising warmth once we got the fireplace going. Although our first day of winter vacation was more adventurous than expected, we made plenty of wonderful memories that week. We built snow forts by the lake, their walls glittering under the winter sun. At night, we gathered around the bonfire, roasting marshmallows while Dad told stories of his own childhood winters. On New Year's Eve, we strapped on ice skates and glided under a sky streaked with stars, laughing when Dan tripped into a snowdrift. By the time we packed to leave, the cabin felt like a winter wonderland — not bleak at all, but alive with joy and the quiet magic of the season.