1、高考英語讀后續(xù)寫專練Sunday in the park（附三種不同結局的答案）It was still warm in the late-afternoon sun, and the city noises came muffled (使聲音降低) through the trees in the park. She put her book down on the bench, removed her sunglasses, and sighed contentedly. Morton was reading theTimes Magazinesection beside her; the

2、ir three-year-old son, Larry, was playing in the sandbox: a faint breeze fanned her hair softly against her cheek.How good this is, she thought, and its really necessary for them to be out more often, especially because Morton was so city-pale, staying all week inside the gray factory like universit

3、y. The only other adult left in the playground was a man on a bench a few feet away. He was a big man, and he seemed to be taking up the whole bench as he held the Sunday comics close to his face.She supposed he was the father of the other, rather fat little boy in the sandbox. At that moment, the f

4、at little boy threw a spadesful of sand at Larry. Some of it landed on his hair and forehead. Larry looked up at his mother, his mouth tentative (遲疑的); her expression would tell him whether to cry or not.Her first instinct (本能) was to rush to her son, brush the sand out of his hair, and punish the o

5、ther child, but she controlled it. She always said that she wanted Larry to learn to fight his own battles. “Dont do that, little boy,” she said sharply, leaning (傾斜) forward on the bench. “You mustnt throw sand!” The man on the bench moved his mouth as if to spit, but instead he spoke. He did not l

6、ook at her, but at the boy only. “You go right ahead, Joe,” he said loudly. “Throw all you want. This here is a public sandbox.”She felt a sudden weakness in her knees as she glanced at Morton. Morton adjusted his glasses. He was very pale. 版本一：忍辱化解沖突She felt a sudden weakness in her knees as she gl

7、anced at Morton.He had become aware of what was happening. He put hisTimesdown carefully and turned his face toward the man. “Youre quite right,” he said pleasantly, “but just because this is a public place .” The man lowered his comics and looked at Morton from head to foot. “Yeah?” His rude voice

8、was edged with threat. “My kids got just as good right here as yours, and if he feels like throwing sand, hell throw it, and if you dont like it, you can take your kid out of here.”Morton adjusted his glasses. He was very pale.“Now, just a minute,” Morton said politely, “you must realize .” “Aw, shu

9、t up,” said the man. He stood with his legs spread apart, rocking a little, looking at Morton. “You and who else?” For a moment the two men looked at each other nakedly. Finally Morton turned his back on the man and said to his wife and son, “Come on, lets get out of here. A fight wont prove anythin

10、g but tolerance can.”版本二：沖動較量反受傷She felt a sudden weakness in her knees as she glanced at Morton.He had become aware of what was happening. He dropped hisTimesand turned his face toward the man, “Youre quite right,” he said angrily, “but just because this is a public place .” The man lowered his com

11、ics and looked at Morton from head to foot. “Yeah?” His rude voice was edged with threat. “My kids got just as good right here as yours, and if he feels like throwing sand, hell throw it, and if you dont like it, you can take your kid out of here.”Morton adjusted his glasses. He was very pale.“How d

12、are you say that?” Morton shouted, “You must realize .” “Aw, shut up,” roared the man. “You and who else?” The two men couldnt help hitting each other with their fists. She stood aside and could do nothing to stop the fight. Theres no doubt that Morton was badly hurt and lost one tooth. Meanwhile bo

13、th kids were frightened to cry. A beautiful day was ruined just because neither of them understood the value of tolerance and gave in.版本三：妻子從中勸和She felt a sudden weakness in her knees as she glanced at Morton.It seemed that he had become aware of what was happening. He put hisTimesdown carefully and

14、 looked at the man angrily. “Youre quite right,” he cried, “but you must realize that this is a public place .” However, the big man shouted, “Shut up. If my son feels like throwing sand, hell throw it, and if you dont like it, you can take your kid out of here.”Morton adjusted his glasses. He was very pale.He clenched his fists in anger. She was frightened that something violent would happen and put her hand on Mortons sleeve to pull him down. He understood her in an instant and gradually calmed down. Slowly and with head high, Morton walke