2022届高考英语专题复习：2021年1月浙江高考英语读后续写范文十篇(附试题原文)

2021年1月浙江高考英语读后续写范文十篇（附试题原文）

Pumpkin(南瓜) carving at Halloween is a family tradition. We visit a local farm every October. In the pumpkin field, I compete with my three brothers and sister to seek out the biggest pumpkin. My dad has a rule that we have to carry our pumpkins back home, and as the eldest child I have an advantage — I carried an 85-pounder back last year.

This year, it was hard to tell whether my prize or the one chosen by my 14-year-old brother, Jason, was the winner. Unfortunately we forgot to weigh them before taking out their insides, but I was determined to prove my points. All of us were hard at work at the kitchen table, with my mom filming the annual event. I’m unsure now why I thought forcing my head inside the pumpkin would settle the matter, but it seemed to make perfect sense at the time.

With the pumpkin resting on the table, hole uppermost, I bent over and pressed my head against the opening. At first I got jammed just above my eyes and then, as I went on with my task, unwilling to quit, my nose briefly prevented entry. Finally I managed to put my whole head into it, like a cork(软木塞) forced into a bottle. I was able to straighten up with the huge pumpkin resting on my shoulders.

My excitement was short-lived. The pumpkin was heavy. “I’m going to set it down, now,” I said, and with Jason helping to support its weight, I bent back over the table to give it somewhere to rest. It was only when I tried to remove my head

that I realized getting out was going to be less straightforward than getting in. When I pulled hard, my nose got in the way. I got into a panic as I pressed firmly against the table and moved my head around trying to find the right angle, but it was no use. “I can’t get it out!” I shouted, my voice sounding unnaturally loud in the enclosed space.

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I was stuck for five or six minutes though it felt much longer.

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That video was posted the day before Halloween.

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Pumpkin carving at Halloween is a family tradition. When I lived in Las Vegas, we had to make do with baseball-size ones from the grocery store. But since we moved to the north-west 10 years ago, we’ve visited a local farm every October.

There we ride tractors to the pumpkin patch and I compete with my three brothers and sister to seek out the biggest specimen. My dad has a rule that we have to carry our pumpkins back to the wheelbarrow, and as the eldest child I have an advantage-in 2015 I staggered back with an 85-pounder

The following year, when I was 16, it was hard to tell whether my prize or the one chosen by my 14-year-old brother, Jason, was the winner. Unfortunately we neglected to weigh them before scooping out their innards, but I was determined to prove my point. All five of us were hard at work at the kitchen table, with my mom filming the annual ritual. I'm unsure now why I thought forcing my head inside the pumpkin would settle the matter, but it seemed to make perfect sense at the time.

With the pumpkin resting on the table, hole uppermost, I leaned over and pressed my crown against the opening. At first I got jammed just above my eyes and then, as I leant into my task, unwilling to quit, my nose briefly prevented entry. Then in it popped: my whole head, like a cork forced into a bottle. I was able to straighten up, triumphantly, with the gigantic squash resting on my shoulders.

My exultation was short-lived The pumpkin was heavy. “I’m going to set it down, now,” I said, and with Jason helping to support its weight, I bent back over

the table to give it somewhere to rest. It was only when I tried to remove my head that I realised getting out was going to be less straightforward than getting in. The knot of my ponytail caught against the rim when I tried to pull out, as did the underside of my jaw. When I pulled my chin into my neck, my nose got in the way instead. I felt a jab of panic as I braced against the table and moved my head around trying to find the right angle, but it was no use. \"I can't get it out! \" I roared, my voice sounding unnaturally loud in the enclosed space. The muffled voices from outside were oddly calming, though-mom unruffled and amused, Jason giving advice, my 10-year-old brother, Austin, singing a song I couldn’t make out. There was enough space around my neck to let a little light in and fortunately, I’ve always liked the smell of pumpkin. My bellowing provoked little sympathy. \"Don't use up all your oxygen, Mom suggested. Dad was summoned- less, it seemed, in expectation of practical help than to make sure he didn't miss out on the spectacle. I heard him propose calling the fire department. \"Stay tuned, \" said Mom; shed mentioned she was going to upload the video to Facebook, but it was only then I realised she'd been filming the whole time. I was stuck for five or six minutes though it felt much, much longer.

The video cuts before my rescue-dad got me to push my head farther into the pumpkin so Mom could reach in and undo the rubber band round my ponytail. I emerged with squash-conditioned hair, a sore chin and my nose plugged with pulp.

That Facebook video went up the Monday before Halloween, and by the end of that day it had over 1, 000 views. People asked Mom to put it on Youtube, and

by Wednesday morning we were getting 5am calls from TV breakfast shows and then the international media -the video started racking up hundreds of thousands of views. When I went on a youth camp, I was recognised by children I'd never met. The pumpkin also became a minor celebrity. Passersby and trick-or-treaters would knock and ask, \"Which is Rachel's pumpkin? before taking selfies with it

Although our pumpkin carving the following year was a more sedate affair, I wouldn't say I learned my lesson. A few months later I squeezed myself into a laundry basket during a game of hide-and-seek and became hopelessly jammed. It was Dad who responded to my cries for help. Inevitably, I was kept waiting for a while- first he had to look for the video camera.

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It was five or six minutes though it felt much longer. The air inside the hollow vegetable was full of my anxious breath. I could hear my sister’s laughter and Jason’s muffled voice talking about cutting the giant thing open. “No! Not my precious pumpkin!” I protested. Eventually, Dad helped me adjust my body to a more relaxed position, and pulled the pumpkin gently off my head. Hair in knots, nose and chain covered in pumpkin flesh, I let out a sigh of relief. That’s when I realized the camera had been rolling the whole time!

The video was posted online the Monday before Halloween.I looked just like a

pumpkin head in it. Embarrassed and a little annoyed, I fled to my room, but Mom stopped me. “You haven’t read the comments yet.” I scrolled down the screen and marveled at the stories the viewers shared about Halloween. One girl recalled celebrating it with her brothers and sisters, and thanked us for “bringing her home”. The words brought warmth to my heart and tears to my eyes. I felt lucky to be a part of this mischievous yet loving family.

（二）

I was stuck for five or six minutes though it felt much longer. Inch by inch, I worked my fingers to the bone to pull the pumpkin up, but in vain. My brain didn’t work at that time. I rued the day if only I hadn’t forced my head into the pumpkin. I had no choice but to turn to my family for help. My brother, Jason, seized the pumpkin and pulled it over and over again, like a famer pulling a carrot form his garden, but still in vain. I was thrown into a world of darkness and sank into despair. Just at that time, my dad went downstairs, seeing my embarrassment, grinning from ear to ear. He grabbed a knife and pierced the pumpkin with care. The pumpkin was dissected in two. I was full of the joys of spring instantly my father took the pumpkin away from my head. I felt the air much fresher than ever before. During the time, my mom was constantly filming the whole moment.

That video was posted online the Monday before Halloween. At the outset, I had an egg on my face due to an awkward dilemma. However, my mom told me with pride that the video filmed by her was so popular that it attracted millions of followers and received a thousand and one likes. Hearing the news, I almost

laughed my head off. Never in my wildest dreams was it the video that made me become a web celebrity, which made my jaw drop. Everywhere I went, there were millions of followers, asking for my signature and taking photos with them, which made me float on air. What an unforgettable Halloween for me.

（三）

It was five or six minutes though it felt much longer. I was overwhelmed by a feeling of regret and annoyance, while my parents and Jason burst into laughter. I pointed to the pumpkin on my head, saying, “Help! Help! I can't support its weight.” Much sooner than expected, my dad was determined to break the pumpkin with the help of a sharp knife. Eventually I could take a breath of fresh air, only to find that my mom was engaged in recording my embarrassing and awkward situation.

The video was posted online the Monday before Halloween. No sooner had the clip been posted on the line than it managed to attract the attention of hundreds of thousands of viewers, making many funny and warm comments. It was when reporters called for an interview that I realized how popular the video was. Wild with joy, I became a celebrity in my city. There was no denying that this was the most unforgettable Halloween I had ever had.

（四）

It was five or six minutes though it felt much longer.Jason suggested using a

knife to cut the pumpkin open. I waved my hands wildly in protest at the plan. “Then you need to find a way of pulling yourself out.” My dad said in a calm, cool voice. His voice settled my nerves. I was conscious that my nose was acting as an impediment to my escape. With stretching out my face and biting into the pumpkin, I surmounted the large obstacle and managed to pull my head out. A ripple of excitement ran through us but the first thing I saw was the camera.

The video was posted online the Monday before Halloween. In the space of a week, it had been viewed over a million times. It filled Mom with greater astonishment. Rarely had a pumpkin’s video had so many hits as this one. Dangerous as it is, some viewers’ curiosity was too strong to resist. They left messages describing the feelings they had while watching it. Some laughed at me, while others praised my parents, who remained calm throughout. Looking through these reviews, the sunlight peeking through our window, Dad’s calm smile reflected his motto “All’s well with us, never fear”.

（五）

It was five or six minutes though it felt much longer. I still remembered how I got rescued. The air inside the hollow vegetable was full of my anxious breath. Upon seeing what had happened, overwhelmed with anxiety and fear, mom laid down her phone and approached towards me in a flash. \"Don’t use up all your oxygen! \"She cried, pushing my head farther into the pumpkin so that she could reach in and undo my rubber band. Only when mom spared enough space for me did I manage to get out of it successfully, though my chin and nose were full of

pain. \" I made it! \"I let out a cry of relief. My 14-year-old brother, Jason, standing in front of me, it was only then that i realized he'd been filming the whole time

The video was posted online the Monday before Halloween. Surprisingly, it became a hit that the video started racking up hundreds of thousands of views. At the very beginning, hardly could I contain my embarrassment when I was recognized as the one in the video. However, with time trickling by, my life was back on track. a family tradition as pumpkin carving at Halloween was, the following year was a more sedate affair whenever i thought about the day on which I got my head stuck in a pumpkin, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. I would say I learned my lesson--look before you leap.

（六）

It was five or six minutes though it felt much longer. I wriggled my head frantically in order to pull it out of the hole, but the pumpkin just shut up like a clam. Suddenly, I felt my feet off the ground. It was dad, who heard my whining and presently came to my rescue. He lifted the pumpkin and started shaking it. Gravity did its miracle and I was dropped onto the floor. Meanwhile, the others roared with laughter as they watched me dangling in the air. Mom, who filmed the whole scene, decided to upload the video. \"People can do with a little laugh.\"

The video was posted the Monday before Halloween. Much to my amazement, it went viral and spread like wildfire. The number of hits skyrocketed. Beneath the video posted numerous comments profusely expressing people's heartfelt

amusement and appreciation. When I read through the messages, my face blushed with embarrassment, but my heart leapt with pride and pleasure. After all, you can't deny it was a remarkable achievement for a teenager to help brighten up the day of thousands of people.

（七）

I was stuck for five or six minutes though it felt much longer. Although I was panicking, my family found my foolish display more comical than dangerous. To my dismay, instead of trying to help, Jason reached for his phone. While mom and dad worked hard to help calm me down in between fits of laughter, Jason recorded the whole ordeal. He was determined to keep a video record of the events in its full entirety, surely to tease me with it for a long time to come. Pull as I might, my head couldn’t budge. Finally, after some olive oil to help ease the friction and a final pull with all my might, I stumbled back to the ground - my head free and the pumpkin firmly grasped by mom and dad.

That video was posted online the Monday before Halloween. If I didn’t feel humiliated enough at home, now I get to live with my foolishness in school as well. It was not long before I was given the nickname “Pumpkin Head”, and it stuck. The nickname could not come at a better time; my friends begged me to seriously consider putting my head back in the pumpkin for our annual trick-or-treating adventures tomorrow night. At this point, I could not do anything but smile and chuckle along with the rest of my friends. Acts of foolishness can happen to anybody. After all, I would have done the same to Jason or my friends if they were

the ones stuck in the pumpkin. Come Halloween night, I figured might as well be a good sport and play along with the joke. I went around my community with my friends, trick-or-treating with my head in another pumpkin that mom and dad had found for me. This time, I made sure to cut a big enough hole.

（八）

I was stuck for five or six minutes though it felt much longer. The hard pumpkin weighed stubbornly upon my shoulder, not wanting to budge at all. Through the thick wall of the pumpkin’s meaty shell, I could hear my mom and Jason struggling to hold back their laughter while supporting me to pull my oversized orange astronaut helmet off. I attempted the artful removal of pumpkin head calling out all of my hidden gymnastic abilities in ways that I knew I never could have moved. To put it simply, my body was like an octopus crawling out of a borrowed conch shell, and my mom captured all the tactful escape on camera.

That video was posted online the Monday before Halloween. Never had I ever felt so embarrassed but never had I ever been so famous! Instantly, without a few hours, the video went viral. My emotions were so conflicted between whether I should be happy or sad. As it turned out, dad managed to hold on to the pumpkin and keep it steady so that I could perform my dance routine. Together, the choreography appeared quite hilarious. Until today, I am still unsure what to make of that unforgettable Halloween and super thankful for my dad’s rescue.

（九）

I was stuck for five or six minutes though it felt much longer. Dad held onto pumpkin steadily and mom pulled my body. In the meantime, Jason burst into laughter and joked: “Sticking your head into the pumpkin would not count for extra weight!” Fortunately, I got my head out of the pumpkin. I saw Jason holding his phone at me: “I am going to post this online and you are going to be famous!” Finally, we came to an agreement that he may post the video, but I am the winner of this year’s pumpkin contest.

That video was posted online the Monday before Halloween. I am too embarrassed to see watch the video, let alone seeing my friends’ comments! “It has over 100 views already!” Jason announced triumphantly at breakfast. “Then let it be!” I pretended to be not bothered. At the cafeteria during lunch, my friend Nathan greeted me smirkingly, “I heard someone had a little too much pumpkin over the weekend.” I ignored his mocking tone and responded proudly: “Someone might have, but someone also won the pumpkin contest!”

（十）

It was five or six minutes though it felt much longer. Dad was summoned – less, it seemed, in expectation of practical help than to make sure he didn’t miss out on the spectacle. I heard him propose calling the fire department. “Stay tuned,” said Mom; she’d mentioned she was going to upload the video to Facebook, but it was only then I realized she’d been filming the whole time. The video cuts before my rescue —Dad got me to push my head farther into the pumpkin so Mom could reach in and undo the rubber band round my ponytail. I emerged with

squash-conditioned hair, a sore chin and my nose plugged with pulp.

The video was posted the Monday before Halloween. By the end of that day, it had over 1,000 views. People asked Mom to put it on YouTube, and by Wednesday morning we were getting 5:00 am calls from TV breakfast shows and then the international media – the video started racking up hundreds of thousands of views. When I went on a youth camp, I was recognized by children I’d never met. The pumpkin also became a minor celebrity. Passersby and trick-or-treaters would knock and ask, “Which is Rachel’s pumpkin?” before taking selfies with it.