昨天和高三老师和学生一起参加了英语三模考试，总体感觉试卷难度不大，相对老高考试题难度，更是不能相提并论。
整套试题做起来较为顺畅，我昨天除了听力和作文外，错了一道阅读理解题。按单科成绩，进不了清华北大，上个南大应该没问题了。
这些年自我感觉专注力下降，连体力和脑力都感觉跟不上。因为昨天上了下午第一课，接着参加三模考试，晚上还有第一节自修。今天又是早读和一二课连上，最后人都有虚脱之感，脑神经绷得太紧，导致睡眠困难。不经感叹，年岁不饶人哪！
没想到竟然有朋友期待我的下水文，那我就献献丑，写个下水文，希望得到批评指正。
I insisted it didn't hurt to look and stepped into the room. Once inside, I scanned the room for any sign of living things. Soon there in the corner a little poor thing who curled up into a tiny ball caught my eye. It changed so much but instantly I recognized it as my sweet kitty who had been missing for a couple of weeks. As we approached, it looked alert and frightened, ready to flee at any moment. "It was impossible! It couldn't be her, "My father insisted, shaking his head in disbelief, and so did the staff member of the shelter.
一进去，我就扫视了一下房间，看有没有动物。不久，在角落里，一个可怜的蜷缩成一个小球的小家伙，引起了我的注意。它变了很多，但我立刻认出它是我的小宝贝。当我们走近时，他看起来很警觉而害怕，随时准备逃跑。“这不可能，不可能是她，”我父亲坚持说，难以置信地摇着头，收容所的工作人员也不敢相信。
Sensing their doubts, I was ready to prove she was my cat. I fetched her usual carrier from father's car and placed it on the ground. I called her name repeatedly, trying to luring(引诱) her to me. You could imagine how excited I was when my Baby-Girl came running towards me mewing all the way, wagging her furry tail. It pained me to see her so skinny as I held her tight to my chest. It was hard to imagine what she had undergone in the past few weeks. On the way back home, I wondered what it was that brought her back to me. Maybe she managed to survive with firm faith, just as I always had. Or this Christmas eve was the season when miracles happened.
觉察到他们的怀疑，我准备证明她是我的猫。我从父亲的车里取出她常用的提包，放在地上。我不停地叫唤她的名字，试图把她引诱到我身边。你可以想象，当这只小家伙向我跑来的时候，我是多么的兴奋，她一路上喵喵叫着，摇动着她毛茸茸的尾巴。我把她紧紧地抱在胸前，看到她这么瘦，我感到很心疼。很难想象她在过去的几个星期里经历了什么。在回家的路上，我思考是什么让她又回到我身边。也许她靠着坚定的信念活了下来，就像我一样（一直满怀有坚定的信念）。或者这个圣诞夜是奇迹发生的季节。
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