外研社杯全國(guó)英語(yǔ)寫作大賽真題(模板6篇)

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外研社杯全國(guó)英語(yǔ)寫作大賽真題(模板6篇)
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在日常的學(xué)習(xí)、工作、生活中,肯定對(duì)各類范文都很熟悉吧。范文怎么寫才能發(fā)揮它最大的作用呢?下面我給大家整理了一些優(yōu)秀范文,希望能夠幫助到大家,我們一起來(lái)看一看吧。

外研社杯全國(guó)英語(yǔ)寫作大賽真題篇一

dear mom,

i have encountered the poem

a travelers song

again in my class in the strange land where i feel lonely, and i cannot help writing something for you, mom, even though we have been separated since long and i have to travel so much that i never actually speak to you. now im writing to you to tell my story about your absence.

true, life was hard without you. when i travelled in this world at the age of ten, i was always bullied by others who enjoyed the jocund company of their mothers. they laughed at me, teasing me as a ^v^pathetic pity^v^, as some primitive creature with no family teaching. i tried to fight back, wrestling with the boys and pulling other girls hair, which augmented the hatred between us. other less malicious children would shun from my presence. things became more tricky when i entered puberty, as a growing girl lacking common sense. i was too timid to ask dad about the changes in my body, to whose answer i had to secretly search on the internet for. how unfair! im nothing less than the others. the point is just that i travel away from you while others stay with your counterparts.

i did hate you, sometimes, but always i did not. i asked dad where you stayed, and he answered, with a hushed sob that you were travelling all around the world. that was when i burnt your photos furiously and then buried the ashes in the ground, for i thought you were such an irresponsible mother to travel all the way with no caring for your own child. yet i came to understand, gradually, that it was my dad and i who travelled constantly and even willingly, that you were always there, waiting to hold me and caress my face in reunion.

i understand this because i found the gifts that you had made for me: a hill of handmade sweaters which are meticulously designed and crafted at every corner, dazzling and rejoicing like a garden of unfurling flowers in spring; a mountain of toys for both girls and boys ( which i understand fully because you knew not my gender ); a box of letters that you composed for me, full of words like ^v^dear^v^ and ^v^baby^v^ and ^v^my angel^v^. then i finally learned to love you. i learned to write, and the very first writing was about you; i tried to paint, and i without hesitation drew down my image of you. i returned to where i had buried your photos and dug out the ashes and turned the pitch black clay into a shimmering statue of you. father loves you as well, by the way, keeping your slippers beside his bed and renewing your transportation pass every month. only if we could cease to travel and go back to you!

however, i know i must keep traveling, because this is your wish for me, but your wish will never stop me from blaming myself. i have discovered the secret, to tell you the truth. dont tell dad, for im aware of how hard he has been trying to seal this. i overheard the reason why you were left alone and unable to travel with us when dad was talking to my grandmother with every line on his face suffused with severe sorrow, that you had to leave because of me, that you left when i came to this world and embarked on my journey. but...but...how could you be so hard like a stone! to make me love you and let me blame myself! how could you let me kill you! i was paralyzed with an unnamed fit at that time and i rushed back to my own room, feeling something cold and sad streaking down my face.

i remember that night when leaves fell without wind, and i wished to barter my life for yours in vain. i remember in the dream that you tapped on my head like a ghost and sighed, with which i soon recovered and braved my lonely journey.

now i have decided to live, not only for me, but for you. i still wear the sweaters you made, and i answer the letters you wrote, feeling your being perching on the bough of my soul. i shed tears, really, when i read the poem again. i know i must return late from my travel which is a life-long one, but i assure you that i will never forget you and never stop feeling grateful.

what a pity that you may not know my name, but i will always love you.

yours.

(為真實(shí)展示選手賽場(chǎng)上的寫作風(fēng)貌,文章為從itest 大學(xué)外語(yǔ)測(cè)試與訓(xùn)練系統(tǒng)中摘出的原生作品,僅供學(xué)習(xí)分享使用。)

外研社杯全國(guó)英語(yǔ)寫作大賽真題篇二

許泓一 四川大學(xué)

(指導(dǎo)教師:方云軍)

2019“外研社·國(guó)才杯”全國(guó)英語(yǔ)寫作大賽冠軍

通過(guò)審題,我認(rèn)為這次記敘文的創(chuàng)作主題明確指向親情。這種主題的故事寫起來(lái)格外容易流于俗套和矯作,因而,如何把一個(gè)司空見慣的主題寫得兼具新意和真情便成為了我構(gòu)思的重點(diǎn)。出于描寫深摯情感的需要,我決定采用書信體進(jìn)行寫作,并通過(guò)化用茨威格的letter from an unknown woman確定了我的標(biāo)題。我同樣用生死的問(wèn)題來(lái)解釋“unknown”一詞,但比起茨威格小說(shuō)中絕望的感情,我認(rèn)為《游子吟》傳遞的恰恰相反,是充滿希望的感激,由此明確了故事的整體走向。

在行文過(guò)程中,我特別注意保持記敘文的故事性,避免其成為純粹的抒情文段。圍繞著“我”對(duì)母親在我成長(zhǎng)過(guò)程中缺席這一認(rèn)識(shí)的加深展開故事,并將母親為“我”而死留作懸念,在對(duì)這一懸念的揭示中把故事推向高潮。

在寫作中,我又反復(fù)閱讀《游子吟》:游子為什么要離開?為什么可能“遲遲歸”?基于這些疑問(wèn),嘗試把整首詩(shī)理解為一個(gè)隱喻,并將這種暗示融進(jìn)文中,希望通過(guò)“失去母親的游子”這一意象引發(fā)讀者的聯(lián)想——關(guān)于成長(zhǎng)中的漂泊、兩代間的矛盾、向死而活的生命。

重讀全文,我發(fā)現(xiàn)自己的語(yǔ)言還有不少缺陷,觀點(diǎn)也不夠成熟,但我仍然希望這個(gè)故事能帶給讀者一些感動(dòng)與思考。

外研社杯全國(guó)英語(yǔ)寫作大賽真題篇三

write a story based on the poem

a travellers song

by meng jiao, a chinese poet of the tang dynasty. you can choose to write a true story or an imaginary one. you should provide your own title and write between 600 and 800 words.

游子吟

慈母手中線,

游子身上衣。

臨行密密縫,

意恐遲遲歸。

誰(shuí)言寸草心,

報(bào)得三春暉。

a travellers song

by meng jiao

translated by liu jianxun

the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother

makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy;

carefully she sews and thoroughly she mends,

dreading the delays that will keep him late from home.

but how much love has the inch-long grass

for three spring months of the light of the sun?

外研社杯全國(guó)英語(yǔ)寫作大賽真題篇四

feeling of youth

no young man believes he shall ever die. it was a saying of my brothers, and a fine one. there is a feeling of eternity in youth, which makes us amend for everything. to be young is to be as one of the immortal gods. one half of time indeed is flown-the other half remains in store for us with all its countletreasures; for there is no line drawn, and we see no limit to our hopes and wishes. we make the coming age our own-

the vast, the unbounded prospect lies before us.

death. old age. are words without a meaning. that paby us like the idea air which we regard not. others may have undergone, or may still be liable to them-we ^v^bear a charmed life“, which laughs to scorn all such sickly fancies. as in setting out on delightful journey, we strain our eager gaze forward-

bidding the lovely scenes at distance hail!

and see no end to the landscape, new objects presenting themselves as we advance; so, in the commencement of life, we set no bounds to our inclinations. nor to the unrestricted opportunities of gratifying them. we have as yet found no obstacle, no disposition to flag; and it seems that we can go on so forever. we look round in a new world, full of life, and motion, and ceaseleprogress; and feel in ourselves all the vigor and spirit to keep pace with it, and do not foresee from any present symptoms how we shall be left behind in the natural course of things, decline into old age, and drop into the grave. it is the simplicity, and as it were abstractedneof our feelings in youth, that (so to speak) identifies us with nature, and (our experience being slight and our passions strong) deludes us into a belief of being immortal like it. our short-lives connection with existence we fondly flatter ourselves, is an indissoluble and lasting union-a honeymoon that knows neither coldness, jar, nor separation. as infants smile and sleep, we are rocked in the cradle of our wayward fancies, and lulled into security by the roar of the universe around us0we quaff the cup of life with eager haste without draining it, instead of which it only overflows the more-objects prearound us, filling the mind with their magnitude and with the strong of desires that wait upon them, so that we have no room for the thoughts of death.

外研社杯全國(guó)英語(yǔ)寫作大賽真題篇五

john olbrich

任教于清華大學(xué)

2019“外研社·國(guó)才杯”全國(guó)英語(yǔ)寫作大賽評(píng)委

the judges were asked to evaluate the essays in the writing competition according to three criteria: content/ideas,organisation/development,and language. i shall follow this format.

content was excellent, very well-argued and thought-through. the writer’s range of knowledge of current social issues was impressive, covering genetics, cloning, ai, disease, moocs and the new york stock market. she/he argued persuasively for the continuing evolution of humanity through advances in medicine, ai and technology rather than along sir david attenborough’s more simplistic view of evolution as a darwinian survival of the fittest.

organisation and development were also outstanding. the writer followed a logical progression, numbering her/his points and with clear and ordered writing. sentence structure was good, and her/his ideas were presented with clarity and intelligence. the argument had an introduction, definite paragraphs with separate points and a clear conclusion, and the argument was easy to follow yet with intricate knowledge.

language was where the writer fell down. although complex vocabulary was used widely and for the part correctly, this piece is not immune from simple grammatical mistakes – in particular

in general, this was an outstanding piece of argument, clear and logical and using a wide range of ideas and concepts.

上周讀過(guò)寫作大賽高分議論文之后,是否感到意猶未盡,余韻悠長(zhǎng)。

本次將為大家?guī)?lái)2019“外研社·國(guó)才杯”全國(guó)英語(yǔ)寫作大賽決賽

冠軍的記敘文佳作

,一起感受選手筆下的動(dòng)人故事,聆聽專家的細(xì)致點(diǎn)評(píng)!

外研社杯全國(guó)英語(yǔ)寫作大賽真題篇六

田朝霞教授

南京師范大學(xué)

2019“外研社·國(guó)才杯”全國(guó)英語(yǔ)寫作大賽評(píng)委

文學(xué)博士,劍橋大學(xué)、倫敦大學(xué)學(xué)院、墨爾本文法學(xué)校訪問(wèn)學(xué)者。南京師范大學(xué)“教學(xué)十佳”及“教書育人”獎(jiǎng)獲得者。

2019“外研社.國(guó)才杯”全國(guó)英語(yǔ)寫作大賽的記敘文要求選手基于唐代詩(shī)人孟郊的《游子吟》,寫一篇真實(shí)的或虛構(gòu)的故事。

這是一篇觸人心弦,使人久久不能忘懷的故事。其可圈可點(diǎn)不可勝數(shù)。

其一,標(biāo)題引人入勝。

標(biāo)題乃是文眼,“a letter from an unknown child”立刻映入讀者眼簾,使人忍不往下讀?!皍nknown child”是誰(shuí)?給誰(shuí)的信?為什么要寫信?發(fā)生了什么事兒?懸念迭起。

其二,書信形式新穎別致。

用書信的形式來(lái)呈現(xiàn)一篇故事出人意表,著實(shí)很妙!書信,是最古樸、最真摯的情感表達(dá)方式,也可以說(shuō)是最隱私、最信任的一種情感交流,必然給人帶來(lái)強(qiáng)烈的情感期待:是心跳、是驚駭、是悲痛、是喜悅?讀者不由自主地進(jìn)入一段體驗(yàn)的旅程。

其三,故事完整,跌宕起伏。

故事開始,在他鄉(xiāng)讀起《游子吟》,“我”不由想起“你”,于是向“你”傾訴沒有“你”的日子。沒有“你”的童年是沒有愛和歡樂的童年,于是“我”心中生“恨”?!拔摇遍_始埋怨“你”的不負(fù)責(zé)任,憤而燒毀“你”的照片。而當(dāng)“我”看到堆放得滿屋子的“你”親手編織的sweaters,當(dāng)“我”看到堆成山的“你”為“我”準(zhǔn)備的各式玩具,當(dāng)“我”品味滿盒子里“你”的親筆信,“我”了解了“你”的愛。

一波未平,一波又起?!拔摇迸既猾@知,原來(lái)“你”的死皆因“我”起,原來(lái)“你”知道“我”的來(lái)臨便是“你”的死期?!拔摇辈唤袊@:“to make me love you and let me blame myself! how could you let me kill you!”“我”曾對(duì)“你”何等殘忍、何等不公!“我”愿以“我”的命換“你”的,如果可以?!澳恪庇肋h(yuǎn)待在原地,“你”愛光芒照射我四周,從未遠(yuǎn)離;而“我”必須前行,這亦是“你”的希望。無(wú)風(fēng)葉落的秋夜,你再入夢(mèng)來(lái),輕彈我的額頭,于是我孤獨(dú)的旅程再無(wú)恐懼。

今日再吟《游子吟》,“你”的手中線,“我”的身上衣(sweater),淚已濕滿襟。在“我”的故事里,還巧妙地穿插著父親、祖母。他們的出現(xiàn)自然地推動(dòng)著故事的發(fā)展和轉(zhuǎn)折,更加襯托母親的愛,使主題更加深刻。

其四,語(yǔ)言表達(dá)可圈點(diǎn)。

應(yīng)該說(shuō),在關(guān)鍵處,特別是感情飽滿處,行文語(yǔ)言流暢自然,感人至深。例如“the point is just that i travel away from you while others stay with your counterparts”“yet i came to understand, gradually, that it was my dad and i who travelled constantly and even willingly, that you were always there, waiting to hold me and caress my face in reunion”“then i finally learned to love you. i learned to …; i tried to …. i returned to … and turned the pitch black clay into a shimmering statue of you”“i remember that night …. i remember in dream that you tapped my head ….”等。

其五,與所給材料相呼應(yīng),并巧用比喻發(fā)人深思。

題目要求基于《游子吟》寫一篇故事,選手干脆就寫了一篇“慈母手中線,游子身上衣”的故事。這是第一個(gè)照應(yīng)。故事開頭因讀詩(shī)開始,最后以讀詩(shī)結(jié)尾,這是與材料的第二個(gè)照應(yīng)。第三個(gè)照應(yīng),無(wú)論是有意無(wú)意,可說(shuō)是“妙”——是“travel”的隱喻使用?!拔摇笔撬l(xiāng)的游子;“我”和父親無(wú)時(shí)無(wú)刻不在路途中;“only if we could cease to travel and go back to you”;“我”必須“keep traveling”以完成“你”的遺愿——“你”死“我”生那一刻,已注定“我”的不歸路;“你”夢(mèng)中的安撫,掃去“我”途中的孤寂與恐懼。“我”生來(lái)是游子,一路上都是故事,故事里充滿對(duì)“你”的情思。

貫穿全篇的“travel”和“journey”讓人想起“l(fā)ife is a journey, and we are all travelers”的比喻——只要有時(shí)空和人的存在,又有什么時(shí)間軸上的延展不是journey呢?這個(gè)比喻并不是故事的焦點(diǎn),卻讓人回味深長(zhǎng)。

這篇作品有瑕疵嗎?有,應(yīng)該還不少。這里僅提兩點(diǎn)。第一,語(yǔ)言表達(dá)及規(guī)范問(wèn)題頻現(xiàn)。這里不多舉例。提醒注意信函開始的格式以及第一段的多處錯(cuò)誤。第二,根據(jù)不同讀者的閱讀體驗(yàn),可能有些讀者感覺這個(gè)故事不夠“新”。

在有限的時(shí)間里能夠完成這樣一篇故事,真的不該太苛刻。應(yīng)該說(shuō),

這是一篇主題突出,情節(jié)豐滿,故事曲折,感人至深的故事。

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