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閱讀下面材料，根據(jù)其內(nèi)容和所給段落開頭語續(xù)寫兩段，使之構(gòu)成一篇完整的短文。
Mom drank stories with her morning coffee, a warm soup of words mixed with paragraphs, commas (逗號), and periods. They came in various flavors and were all appetizing. Whenever I attempted to read aloud like Mom, however, no words dared to climb out. My world was silent, without a voice to call my own.
That silence invited jeers (嘲笑), tears, and many heartbreaks. I couldn't remember how many times I had switched schools and how many times I had run home crying, signing desperately to Mom, “I'm done with school.” My fingers were the voice I couldn't find and the only way I could cry out. Everything changed, however, when I met Ms. Park.
It was a lovely day. Mom drove me to my new school and I felt calm until the car stopped in front of a large white building. The moment I got off, Ms. Park, my new English teacher, came up. “Nice to meet you,” she signed. How could she know sign language! I signed back while pretending to be distracted by the posters on the walls. “Interested in our writing contest ” she asked. I looked up, noticing the huge black-and-white words on one poster. “Try it! Just hand in a story to me next week,” Ms. Park smiled. The thought of entering fascinated me. It was my chance to speak without actually speaking.
At home, I sat with a blank sheet of paper in front of me. Closing my eyes, I heard Mom's honey-like stories, so tasty that anyone who listened begged for more. She always told me that satisfying stories came from the heart. Then, I had it. What story could be closer to my heart than my own So after a week of intense writing, I let my story flow through my pen and drip onto the paper and handed it to Ms. Park.
Then, one day, when walking through a crowded hall, I saw Ms. Park signing from afar, “You've made the cut (入選)!” Her dancing fingers were too good to be true and I began waiting for the day of the upcoming awards ceremony.
注意：
（1）續(xù)寫詞數(shù)應(yīng)為150個左右；
（2）請按如下格式在答題紙的相應(yīng)位置作答。
That day, however, I learnt all winners should read stories on stage.
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A story began streaming from my fingers, along with Ms. Park's voice.
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比賽被要求朗讀自己的故事
一、續(xù)寫要點（兩段）
第一段（得知要上臺的沖突）：
主角因必須當眾朗讀陷入恐慌（閃回被嘲笑的經(jīng)歷）
Ms. Park 提出創(chuàng)造性解決方案：她朗讀，主角同步手語表演
主角內(nèi)心掙扎后接受，體現(xiàn) “沉默≠無聲” 的主題
第二段（表演與影響）：
主角通過手語講述鳳凰重生的故事，肢體語言充滿力量
觀眾被感動，掌聲雷動，象征社會對多元表達的接納
新增 “小女孩請求學手語” 細節(jié)，展示主角沉默的感染力
結(jié)尾用 “重寫人生” 呼應(yīng)開頭的 “無聲世界”，點明成長
二、情感線（150 字）
主角的情感變化：
恐懼→抗拒→希望→勇氣→釋然→自豪
得知上臺時：呼吸急促（hitched breath）、回憶創(chuàng)傷（mockeries）
Ms. Park 提議時：猶豫（backing away）→試探（tentative nod）
表演時：專注（fingers flying）→漸入佳境（soaring like wings）
成功后：釋然（tears of relief）→頓悟（smile of realization）
影響他人時：自豪（shoulders straighten）→使命感（determined gaze）
三、故事線（6 條）
主角因聾啞無法朗讀，陷入危機
老師提出 “手語 + 朗讀” 的合作方案
主角選擇講述鳳凰重生的隱喻故事
表演中手語與文字共振，打動觀眾
觀眾中有人被觸動，主動學習手語
主角領(lǐng)悟沉默的力量，完成自我救贖
四、主旨升華句（5 句英文）
Silence is not absence—it’s a symphony waiting to be conducted by the heart.
Sometimes the most profound voices are those that dance without sound.
Words may fail us, but the language of the soul speaks in every gesture.
A story isn’t just ink on paper—it’s a bridge built from vulnerability.
The world doesn’t need your voice to hear your truth; it needs your courage to share it.
五、寫作示范（兩篇）
示范 1（鳳凰隱喻版）
That day, however, I learnt all winners should read stories on stage. My throat closed as laughter echoed in my mind—"Dumb girl can’t even talk!" Ms. Park signed, "What if I read, and you act out the story " She mimed opening a book, her hands softening my panic.
A story began streaming from my fingers, along with Ms. Park's voice. As she read my tale of a phoenix trapped in ice, my hands cracked open like melting frost. When she reached "The phoenix discovered her song wasn’t in her throat, but in her wings," I leaped into the air, arms flaring like fire. The audience gasped, then erupted in cheers. A boy in the front row signed, "Teach me that!" Later, Ms. Park said, "You’ve turned silence into a language of its own." I smiled, finally understanding: My voice had always been in my hands.
示范 2（家庭傳承版）
That day, however, I learnt all winners should read stories on stage. My chest heaved as Mom’s stories of my childhood flooded back—"One day, your voice will find its way." Ms. Park touched my arm, "Let’s read together. Your hands, my voice."
A story began streaming from my fingers, along with Ms. Park's voice. I signed my mother’s life story: escaping war, raising me alone, her laughter like shattered glass. When I reached "She taught me that silence can be louder than words," the room held its breath. A woman in the audience wiped tears, then signed "Thank you." Later, Mom hugged me. "You’ve given my stories wings," she said. Ms. Park nodded. "And you’ve shown the world that every silence has a story to tell." I held their hands, knowing my voice was no longer silent—it was a chorus.
【參考答案】
That day, however, I learnt all winners should read stories on stage. Panic gripped me immediately. How could I, without a voice of my own, read aloud to an audience My heart raced as I imagined the crowd waiting for words that wouldn’t come. Ms. Park noticed my distress and signed reassuringly, “We’ll find a way together.” Though fear lingered, her words comforted me somewhat. Together, we rehearsed tirelessly, combining my signs with her clear voice, until the story felt like a joint performance we were ready to deliver.
A story began streaming from my fingers, along with Ms. Park’s voice. As her voice rang out, matched perfectly with my signs, I felt a surge of confidence. The audience’s eyes shifted between Ms. Park and me, understanding each word and gesture. For the first time, I felt heard without actually speaking. My silence had found a voice, shared through a partnership that transcended spoken language. When we finished, the applause roared through the hall, and my heart soared, knowing I had finally told my story. I felt the joy of being understood and accepted.

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