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读后续写原文; I didn't tell my mother what had happened when I went home for lunch that day. But she sensed my unease, and instead of suggesting we practise my lines, she asked if I wanted to walk in the yard.it was a lovely spring day and the rose vine was turning green. under the huge trees, we could see yellow dandelions(蒲公英) appearing unexpectedly through the grass in bunches, as if a painter had touched our landscape with small amounts of gold. I watched my mother casually bend down by one of the bushes. “I think i'm going to dig up all these weeds,” she said, pulling a blossom up by all its roots. “from now on, we'll have roses in this garden.” I immediately protested, “But I like dandelions. all flowers are beautiful----even dandelions”
;;A story;I was chosen to be __________ in the school play. And I
practiced my ____ for weeks with my ________.; “Do you mean that every flower has its own beauty?” asked my mother thoughtfully.
“But you will be a beautiful narrator,” Mom said.;“Do you mean that every flower has its own beauty?” asked my mother thoughtfully.
What was my answer?
①I thought for a while, and nodded: “Even the smallest dandelions have its own beauty that roses don’t have. ”
②I nodded without hesitation, as if a second wasted could deprive the dandelions of their life.
③I nodded at once and stated, “Even though dandelions don’t have fascinating and glorious blossom as roses. I was absorbed in its specific beauty.”
Without thinking twice, I replied, “of course, every flower has its own beauty and has its meaning to grow,”
;What else did my mother say?
Did my mother know what happened to me?
“……But she senses my unease, and instead of suggesting we practice my lines, she asked if I wanted to walk in the yard……”
“The same to you,” she added, her voice soft. “Not everyone can be a rose, and it is also an honor to be a dandelion.”
Mother’s eyes sparkling like diamonds, she smiled and patted my shoulder, “ ”
“Dear, I’m so glad that you can think in thi
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