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。续写的词数应为150左右。
Every year on my birthday, from the time I turned 12, a white gardenia was delivered to my house in Bethesda, Maryland. No card or note came with it. Calls to the florist were always in vain一it was a cash purchase. After a while I stopped trying to discover the sender's identity and was just delighted in the beauty and fragrance of that magical, perfect white flower placed in soft pink tissue paper.
However, I never stopped
imagining who the anonymous giver might be. My mother contributed to these
imaginings. And at that time, she'd ask me if there was someone for whom I had
done a special kindness showing appreciation. As a teenager, I had more fun
imagining that it might be a boy I fell in love or one who had noticed me even
though I didn't know him.
When I was 17, a boy broke
my heart. The night he called for the last time, I cried myself to sleep. When
I awoke in the morning, there was a line of words on my mirror in red lipstick.
I thought about that quotation from Emerson for a long time, and until my heart
healed and went to get the glass cleaned, my mother knew everything was all
right again. One month before my high school graduation, my father died of a
heart attack. My feelings ranged from grief to abandonment, fear and
overwhelming anger; my dad was missing some of the most important events in my
life. I became completely uninterested in my coming graduation, the play and
the prom. But my mother, in the midst of her own grief, would not hear of my
skipping any of those things.
The day before my father
died, my mother and I had gone shopping for a prom dress. We'd found a
spectacular, and impressive one, with yards and yards of dotted Swiss in red,
white and blue.
注意:
1)续写词数应为150左右:
2)续写部分分为两段,每段的开头语已为你写好;
It made me feel like a film star, but it was the
wrong size.
……
She always loved her children all the way.
……
答案:Paragraph 1: It made me feel like a film star, but it was the wrong size. Although I liked it very much, I felt quite sorry for its wrong size. The next day, my father died, and I had no time to deal with the dress, so I threw it at random. However, until the day before the prom, I found a new dress was hung in the living room, it was the right size! My mother did it. Relief and gratitude filled my heart. Paragraph 2: She always loved her children all the way. She not only would come up with a variety of ways to meet her children's needs, but also would be very artistic to show her love to her children. For example, delivering a white gardenia to my house every year on my birthday was a magical and mysterious incident to me all the time. But I didn't know the truth until my mother died because the gardenia stopped coming after that year. And at that time, I could not stop my tears of gratitude rolling down.