(
课件网) 读后续写学案2评讲 主题：个人成长 一、 素材积累 积累 情绪描写词汇积累：生气 词块 flush with anger, feel a surge of anger, burst into anger, be mad with anger, tremble with anger, with arms crossed over the chest, be seized/overcome/swallowed/overwhelmed by anger, boil with rage, stamp one’s feet in anger (愤怒地跺脚), slam the door(用力甩门) 气得满脸通红 感到一阵怒火 勃然大怒 气得发狂 气得发抖 双臂交叉抱在胸前 被愤怒攫住 / 冲昏头脑 / 吞噬 / 淹没 怒不可遏 ( -mm- ) 印发资料有 二、续写一练习知识回顾：环境描写积累 拖车里的灯光很昏暗，却充满了温暖。 The light in the trailer was dim but full of warmth. 2. 拖车里只有一盏旧灯，却照亮了每个人的脸庞。 There was only one old lamp in the trailer, but it lit up everyone’s face. 3. 拖车里的空间很小，但大家挤在一起却很温馨。 The space in the trailer was small, but it was cozy when everyone huddled together. 4. 炉火在角落里燃烧，驱散了空气中的寒冷。 The fire burned in the corner, driving away the cold in the air. 知识点回顾：上次续写训练1出现过的环境描写 齐读 三、续写训练2练习 It all began with a perfect gift. A couple of months before I started high school, my parents gave me the greatest gift any teenage boy could ask for: a smartphone. I lived on that phone all summer with my face buried in its screen. I held multi-day marathon messages with every friend to stay connected to every one of them. I became addicted to the phone and ignored my family, my surroundings. What I was doing was secondary to what everyone else was doing. Being connected was more important than being present. So, I felt extremely displeased when I learned what my dad had planned for our family vacation that year. “This year,” my dad said, “we’ll be doing something special. We’re going camping.” His excitement was met with a disappointed sigh. But I wasn’t too annoyed and sort of accepted the arrangements. It wasn’t my dream vacation, but it was still a vacation. I remained unbothered throughout the packing, planning and, of course, the instructions that went in one ear and out the other. My mind was on my phone, and the messages were flying back and forth. I was so absorbed in the screen in my hand that absolutely nothing could get my attention. Actually, the first time I can remember truly looking up was when we drove across a bridge on the way to our campsite. I stared out the window in a daze and saw redwoods towering above us, and a roaring river rushing by. The air blowing into the car from the open windows was hot and smelled of pine. But none of that mattered to me. The reason I had looked up was for something far more serious. More shocking. My phone no longer had service. On the first day, I didn’t abandon hope. I shouted. I bargained. I begged. However, nothing would add bars to my phone service. I went to bed angrily that night, thinking I would be bored to death in the absence of phone service the next day. But when I woke up in the morning, something h ... ...
