Hearing Mrs Frais's words, he froze for a long time, unable to believe his ears. Her heart began to churn and tears welled up in her eyes. Mrs Frais insisted on returning the necklace to her, but she said she would never get it back, saying it was the price she paid for losing it.

Walking on the path in the park, her tears rolled down and the breeze brushed her face as if to comfort her. Then she seemed very calm, because she began to understand that ten years of such a hard life really aged her a lot, but it was also this decade that made her walk out of the abyss of hypocrisy and awakened the real me. The beautiful appearance disappeared, but it brought back a beautiful heart. Her heart no longer yearns for beautiful clothes, precious items and jewels, and she only knows how to maintain a poor life.

Now she has become stout, hardworking, smart and full of wisdom, which is an invaluable asset of her ten years' efforts. To some extent, hard work and simplicity are more important than money and power.

When he got home at night, Loire lowered his head and handed her a letter. She took it. It turned out to be another invitation, just like the one ten years ago. Loizai said: "I will write to them tonight and tell them that we will not attend." Mathilde said, "We must attend, or it will be impolite." "But ... you won't ..." She smiled and said, "Although my beautiful appearance is gone, I will infect others with my inner beauty." Loizai was surprised and excited. I didn't expect my wife to say such a thing.

On the day of the party, she wore the skirt she wore ten years ago. Although it's old, it's neat. When they came to the party, they saw many women with makeup and jewels and gentlemen in gorgeous clothes. When they passed by, they immediately became the focus of the meeting. Mrs. Loizai doesn't have everyone's luxury, but she gives people the feeling of being natural, simple and fresh. Although both of them are old, it is easy to see that their hearts are still young. That night, Mathilde smiled brightly, and people marveled at her optimism about the aging brought by the passage of time.

She took her husband's arm and said, "Time has eroded our faces, but it has made our hearts younger. We have weathered the difficulties together and made us the most loving couple. " Rowazai said with relief: "My wife is the most beautiful angel, without precious decorations and gorgeous dresses. Because her experience has been purified and sublimated. We are no longer poor, and our life is no longer tired. Because there is an oasis in our hearts. "

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"What? You said that you hanged yourself is false? " Mathilde's proud expression suddenly froze on his face. "Impossible, how can you wear a fake necklace? You must be mistaken, you must be mistaken! "

"Oh, my poor Mathilde, why didn't you tell me at that time? How did you live for more than ten years for that fake necklace? " Mrs Frais looked at Mathilde and said sympathetically.

"How is that possible? How is that possible? ..... "Mathilde still muttered incredulously, as if to convince Mrs. Fleischer.

Mrs Frais looked at Mathilde like this, and she was afraid, so she coaxed Mathilde and said, "Yes, maybe I made a mistake. Let me go back and have a closer look. You see it's getting late. I'll take you home first! " As she spoke, she helped Mathilde, who was already delirious, to go home.

At home, Loire looked at this Mathilde and got a fright. He was even more surprised when Mrs. Frais told her the reason, but this is Madeleine sitting at the table, still mumbling. Loisel called out to her, and she seemed to see the savior, pulling Loisel and saying, "How is that possible? How can that necklace on Friday be fake? " They invited a doctor, but there was nothing the doctor could do after seeing it. He only said that she had suffered a lot and asked her to have a good rest.

Mrs Frais felt very sorry, and returned the necklace to Loisel the next day, saying, "I didn't expect that necklace to bring you so much trouble. Mathilde is still delirious. Do you think this necklace will help Mathilde? " So they gave Mathilde the necklace. Mathilde was very happy when she saw the necklace. "Someone invited us to dance again? I'll be careful not to lose it this time. " But after a while, she added, "Jenny said that the necklace I lost last time was fake. How is that possible ... "

So Mathilde wore a necklace and a skirt that she wore to the dance every day, and danced in the room. ...

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2. The Necklace continued to write 600 compositions.

Level 8 | 600 words | Other

Introduction: Mo Bosang's The Necklace is an excellent short story, which is well known by middle school students, especially literature lovers. Today, our Chinese class is Mo Bosang's necklace. The homework given to us by the teacher is The Necklace Continuation. We are not Gao E, and we dare not dream of continuing to write a dream of red mansions, but it seems that we have plans to continue to write a short ending for the necklace.

"alas! My poor Mathilde! But my hanging is fake, worth 500 francs at most! (Starting from the following)

Poor Mathilde fainted when she heard this, and the sky seemed to be falling. She grabbed Mrs. Fleischer and said, "Oh, my God, that necklace, my youth, paid for me, for fainting before I finished speaking. Somehow, she felt that she was back at the party, wearing a real diamond necklace and spinning wildly.

At this moment, a female guest came over. "She must be jealous of my beauty," she thought. The female guest came forward and said, "Are you feeling better, madam?" Then Mathilde knew that she was lying in a hospital bed.

Ten years of youth and a thousand years of beauty are buried in a necklace! ? Mathilde, I wish this were a dream.

Mrs. Frais's Day came to see her. They reached an agreement that Mathilde could choose to accept forty thousand francs or a necklace. In addition, Madame Frais will pay Mathilde 6,000 francs and compensation for mental damage. She accepted the latter. She went home wearing a necklace. On the way, she thought, "I finally have a necklace of my own." However, when her husband knew that she didn't choose money, he swore: "You idiot! Can a diamond necklace fill your stomach? Wear it for a lifetime! " Then he slammed the door with six thousand francs. Mathilde was completely desperate. However, she would rather beg along the street than sell necklaces, and even less live by hook or by crook. This is her lifelong belief, and she is confident that she will not owe anyone anything in this life.

Christmas is coming, and the holy snowflakes fall from the sky, as big as plum blossoms, flying all over the sky, full of gloom and busyness, laying a thick snow mattress on the whole city of Paris. Some people sing and dance, others give gifts to each other. In the joyful atmosphere, no one noticed a beggar in rags sitting in the corner with a diamond necklace around his neck.

Please help me find my composition and continue to write my necklace. The necklace is about 500 words long.

Mathilde, a poor woman who has suffered for ten years to pay her debts, stood still, her limbs stiff, her eyes staring straight at the one without focal length in front of her for a while, as if she suddenly lost her life. At this point, it seems that the outside world has nothing to do with her. The only thing she can feel is the hum of countless bees flying around her head. Obviously, she still couldn't accept this earth-shattering information, and even her wife, Fleischer, called her several times before she pulled out of the wandering state. However, this is still incredible:

"You said the necklace was fake?"

"Yes is false! Oh! Poor Mathilde "Mrs Fleischer felt very sad. Mathilde's original happy mood is mixed at the moment. I really don't know what it is The hardships and sorrows of the past ten years flashed before our eyes, but in the end, we found that our efforts for ten years were in vain. We lived a plain and happy life ten years ago, but in the past ten years, we borrowed money from others, signed many contracts and made many contracts, which also made her husband think about it at night. Suddenly, my heart hurts a little, as if it were about to burst, but it's too late to regret it.

"I can't believe my fake necklace has turned you from a beauty without water. I hate myself for not telling you that this necklace is fake! I am really sorry for you! " Mrs Fleischer regrets, regrets, and blames herself.

"No, I can't blame you! At the beginning, if I wasn't too vain and wanted to show my best at the dance, why would I borrow your necklace? I did all this myself. "

"Oh, dear, poor Mathilde, it's very thoughtful of you. You don't deserve this. I'll give you your necklace back. Don't worry, I will! "

"Come on, the necklace, I gave it back to you, it already belongs to you. This necklace means nothing to me now. It can only give me sadness now, but it can't return to the previous style! This necklace is for you, just to help me forget this pain. So, this is what you deserve, just consider it your original chain! "

Mrs. Fleischer didn't want to wear this evil necklace anymore. She dodged it several times. Although Mathilde almost wants to keep the necklace for herself, she has made up her mind. Yes, she must give it back to her. When her mood calms down in a few days, be sure to give it back to her!

Three days later, Mathilde has gradually calmed down from the pain caused by the cruel facts. She thought, let bygones be bygones. Now life is poor, but it is calm and full. Maybe she was too greedy before, but now she understands that it is enough to live a plain life with her husband. By this time, Mrs Frazier had stood at the door with a necklace and knocked at the door. Mathilde had no idea that Mrs Fraser would visit her. After a short pause, she quickly invited her into the house.

"Dear Mathilde, listen to me. I know you think this necklace is mine, but I really can't accept it. I feel guilty about what happened to you, so please take it back as an apology, so I will feel better. " Mrs Fleischer's face was full of sincere expression.

"This that is all right! I will collect it. " Mathilde can no longer refuse Mrs. Jeff from Flache.

After seeing Mrs Frazier off, Mathilde looked at the necklace and was absent-minded. Soon, she resolutely put the box on the bed, as a lesson of vanity in the past, always reminding herself that she must live with her husband in the future.

4. According to Mo Bosang's "The Necklace", continue to write an essay "Where is the Necklace?" "This is fake, worth 500 francs at most ..." "This is fake, worth 500 francs at most ..." Mathilde broke Jenny's hand dully and turned and walked to his little attic. When Jenny saw this scene, she felt an indescribable sense of guilt. Catch up with Mathilde step by step: "Dear Mathilde, I really don't know what to say and how to make up for your youth. I hope I told you the truth when I borrowed the necklace. Honey, wait a minute, I'll bring you the necklace right away! " At this time, Jenny really realized the heaviness of hanging the necklace, which was bought with youth and must be returned. She dragged her ten-year-old child to her luxurious house to get a necklace. At this time, Mathilde has completely lost the feeling of everything around him, and the scene of the banquet ten years ago reappeared in his mind. At that time, I was more beautiful than any female guest, just like an angel, but now? I'm old, so I hang a necklace for that.

The river in the sunset is particularly bleak, much darker than ten years ago, and can't afford to scrape any ripples.

Mathilde returned to the attic with tears in her eyes. She looked around, and it was in this small attic that she grinded her hands day after day and year after year; It wrinkled her beautiful face. Her eyes are no longer shining; Her blonde hair no longer rolls up waves; Even her exquisite figure has completely disappeared. ...

"Cheep ..." "Honey, I'm back!" Loisel didn't hear his wife.

5. After the article "Necklace", she felt that her swollen hands twitched obviously and suddenly became cold.

"Oh, my poor Mathilde, are you okay?" The pale face has a painful expression, and the trembling lips have lost their ability to express themselves.

"I don't want to believe this is true, Mathilde. The necklace you gave me back is exactly the same as the original one. Oh, my God! Do you need to take you home ... "Mathilde couldn't hear anything and stumbled back to the shabby attic without saying a word. She doesn't know or need to express anything.

Everything is lost, and she has never been so fragile and scared in ten years. A few hours ago, Mathilde contentedly thought that the lost necklace, the borrowed money … everything had been paid off.

Now, everything is lost, but nothing can be found back. So she searched desperately and suddenly thought of the skirt. For ten years, she dare not expect luxury and beauty, but she doesn't want to pawn any more.

Mathilde carefully lifted it out of the bottom of the box, but now the thick waist can't get in. She is so old in the mirror, with red hands and rough dark skin, which doesn't match the gorgeous color of the skirt. She gave a wry smile. The mistake of fate made her born in the beauty of the staff family, and it was also the mistake of fate that deprived her of all the rights of beauty, pride and vanity. Just thinking, I heard a dull knock at the door and my husband came back.

Mathilda has a sad face. She decided not to tell her husband. What if she did? Poor Lou Oizel! They have to live. Mathilde suddenly felt much better. She is used to this fate. Maybe one day, the mistake of fate will make them better off. Maybe … Mathilde thought, quickly picked up the skirt and stuffed it into the locked box. Suddenly, with a bang, Mathilde recognized that it was the necklace worth 500 francs.

6. The Necklace continued to write 200 words at the end. Version 1: She felt her swollen hands twitching obviously and suddenly getting cold.

"Oh, my poor Mathilde, are you okay?" The pale face has a painful expression, and the trembling lips have lost their ability to express themselves.

"I don't want to believe this is true, Mathilde. The necklace you gave me back is exactly the same as the original one. Oh, my God! Do you need to take you home ... "Mathilde couldn't hear anything and stumbled back to the shabby attic without saying a word. She doesn't know or need to express anything.

Everything is lost, and she has never been so fragile and scared in ten years. A few hours ago, Mathilde contentedly thought that the lost necklace, the borrowed money … everything had been paid off.

Now, everything is lost, but nothing can be found back. So she searched desperately and suddenly thought of the skirt. For ten years, she dare not expect luxury and beauty, but she doesn't want to pawn any more.

Mathilde carefully lifted it out of the bottom of the box, but now the thick waist can't get in. She is so old in the mirror, with red hands and rough dark skin, which doesn't match the gorgeous color of the skirt. She gave a wry smile. The mistake of fate made her born in the beauty of the staff family, and it was also the mistake of fate that deprived her of all the rights of beauty, pride and vanity. Just thinking, I heard a dull knock at the door and my husband came back.

Mathilda has a sad face. She decided not to tell her husband. What if she did? Poor Lou Oizel! They have to live. Mathilde suddenly felt much better. She is used to this fate. Maybe one day, the mistake of fate will make them better off. Maybe … Mathilde thought, quickly picked up the skirt and stuffed it into the locked box. Suddenly, with a bang, Mathilde recognized that it was a necklace worth 500 francs ... Version 2: "Fake! Originally full of pride face suddenly turned pale, "are you kidding? ! How, how is it possible? " Mathilde was speechless and kept shaking her head. She felt her heart stop.

After finally stabilizing herself, her face was not so pale. She seemed to think of something, and she smiled.

Now Mrs. Forrest froze: "Mathilde, are you, are you okay?" "I'm fine." As if looking for something, Forrest looked into her eyes and saw only a lake.

"Honey, you have changed." "hmm."

"Are you really all right?" "Well, how do you say it? Look, Jenny, I have nothing to lose, right? Although ten years is a long time, I have changed. As you said, I understand a lot ... Seeing my friend's face blank, she sighed, "Forget it, it's really incredible. You are still so beautiful. What else does Foretstier want to say: "That necklace?" ... ""Well, dear! " Far away, Lowasser waved to her.

She smiled and waved. "Don't take it to heart. His eyes are not very good. Look, I have to go. " Forrest opened his mouth and closed it again.

After a few steps, she suddenly turned and said, "The necklace is still yours. Good luck, dear. "

"Honey, who are you chatting with?" "Nothing, a poor woman, let's go home." Version 3: ..., ..., "Alas! My poor Mathilde! But my hanging is fake, worth 500 francs at most! ...... "(The following begins): Poor Mathilde fainted as soon as she heard this sentence, and the sky seemed to be falling.

She grabbed Mrs. Frais's Day and said, "My God, that necklace, my youth, give it back to me, give it back to me ..." Before the words were finished, she fainted and was unconscious. Somehow, she felt that she was back at the party, wearing a real diamond necklace and spinning wildly.

At this moment, a female guest came over. "She must be jealous of my beauty," she thought. The female guest came forward and said, "Are you feeling better, madam?" Then Mathilde knew that she was lying in a hospital bed.

Ten years of youth and a thousand years of beauty are buried in a necklace! ? Mathilde, I wish this were a dream. Mrs. Frais's Day came to see her.

They reached an agreement that Mathilde could choose to accept forty thousand francs or a necklace. In addition, Madame Frais will pay Mathilde 6,000 francs and compensation for mental damage.

She accepted the latter. She went home wearing a necklace.

On the way, she thought, "I finally have a necklace of my own." However, when her husband knew that she didn't choose money, he swore: "You idiot! Can a diamond necklace fill your stomach? Wear it for a lifetime! " Then he slammed the door with six thousand francs.

Mathilde was completely desperate. However, she would rather beg along the street than sell necklaces, and even less live by hook or by crook. This is her lifelong belief, and she is confident that she will not owe anyone anything in this life.

Christmas is coming, and the holy snowflakes fall from the sky, as big as plum blossoms, flying all over the sky, full of gloom and busyness, laying a thick snow mattress on the whole city of Paris. Some people sing and dance, others give gifts to each other. In the joyful atmosphere, no one noticed a beggar in rags sitting in the corner with a diamond necklace around his neck.

7. Continued text "Necklace" Dear landlord: Positive Solution Poor Mathilde fainted when she heard this sentence, and the sky seemed to be falling.

She grabbed Mrs. Frais's Day and said, "My God, that necklace, my youth, give it back to me, give it back to me ..." Before the words were finished, she fainted and was unconscious. Somehow, she felt that she was back at the party, wearing a real diamond necklace and spinning wildly.

At this moment, a female guest came over. "She must be jealous of my beauty," she thought. The female guest came forward and said, "Are you feeling better, madam?" Then Mathilde knew that she was lying in a hospital bed.

Ten years of youth and a thousand years of beauty are buried in a necklace! ? Mathilde, I wish this were a dream. Mrs. Frais's Day came to see her.

They reached an agreement that Mathilde could choose to accept forty thousand francs or a necklace. In addition, Madame Frais will pay Mathilde 6,000 francs and compensation for mental damage.

She accepted the latter. She went home wearing a necklace.

On the way, she thought, "I finally have a necklace of my own." However, when her husband knew that she didn't choose money, he swore: "You idiot! Can a diamond necklace fill your stomach? Wear it for a lifetime! " Then he slammed the door with six thousand francs.

Mathilde was completely desperate. However, she would rather beg along the street than sell necklaces, and even less live by hook or by crook. This is her lifelong belief, and she is confident that she will not owe anyone anything in this life.

Christmas is coming, and the holy snowflakes fall from the sky, as big as plum blossoms, flying all over the sky, full of gloom and busyness, laying a thick snow mattress on the whole city of Paris. Some people sing and dance, others give gifts to each other. In the joyful atmosphere, no one noticed a beggar in rags sitting in the corner with a diamond necklace around his neck.

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8. Continuation of Mo Bosang's Necklace She felt her swollen hand twitch obviously and suddenly become cold.

"Oh, my poor Mathilde, are you okay?"

The pale face has a painful expression, and the trembling lips have lost their ability to express themselves.

"I don't want to believe this is true, Mathilde. The necklace you gave me back is exactly the same as the original one. Oh, my God! Need to take you home ... "

Mathilde, hearing nothing, stumbled back to the shabby attic without saying a word. She doesn't know and doesn't need to express anything. Everything is lost, and she has never been so fragile and scared in ten years. A few hours ago, Mathilde contentedly thought that the lost necklace, the borrowed money … everything had been paid off. Now, everything is lost, but nothing can be found back. So she searched desperately and suddenly thought of the skirt. For ten years, she dare not expect luxury and beauty, but she doesn't want to pawn any more. Mathilde carefully lifted it out of the bottom of the box, but now the thick waist can't get in. She is so old in the mirror, with red hands and rough dark skin, which doesn't match the gorgeous color of the skirt. She gave a wry smile. The mistake of fate made her born in the beauty of the staff family, and it was also the mistake of fate that deprived her of all the rights of beauty, pride and vanity.

Just thinking, I heard a dull knock at the door and my husband came back. Mathilda has a sad face. She decided not to tell her husband. What if she did? Poor Lou Oizel! They have to live. Mathilde suddenly felt much better. She is used to this fate. Maybe one day, the mistake of fate will make them live a better life. Maybe … Mathilde thought, quickly picked up the skirt and stuffed it into the locked box. Suddenly, with a clang, Mathilde recognized that it was a necklace worth 500 francs …

& lt； Postscript >; Let's say something. I saw the necklace a long time ago and couldn't bear to think about its ending. This is too cruel for Mathilde. She has been tortured by that woman's vanity for ten years. What shall we continue to write? Her pain? Maybe Mo Bosang didn't think about how to write it down. Today, I'm still piecing together the unnatural ending of Deng Yingjing's story, and I find that the story can't end unless Mathilde is assumed to be dead.

9. "Necklace" continued to write 800 words. She felt her swollen hands twitch obviously and suddenly get cold.

"Oh, my poor Mathilde, are you okay?" The pale face has a painful expression, and the trembling lips have lost their ability to express themselves.

"I don't want to believe this is true, Mathilde. The necklace you gave me back is exactly the same as the original one. Oh, my God! Do you need to take you home ... "Mathilde couldn't hear anything and stumbled back to the shabby attic without saying a word. She doesn't know or need to express anything.

Everything is lost, and she has never been so fragile and scared in ten years. A few hours ago, Mathilde contentedly thought that the lost necklace, the borrowed money … everything had been paid off.

Now, everything is lost, but nothing can be found back. So she searched desperately and suddenly thought of the skirt. For ten years, she dare not expect luxury and beauty, but she doesn't want to pawn any more.

Mathilde carefully lifted it out of the bottom of the box, but now the thick waist can't get in. She is so old in the mirror, with red hands and rough dark skin, which doesn't match the gorgeous color of the skirt. She gave a wry smile. The mistake of fate made her born in the beauty of the staff family, and it was also the mistake of fate that deprived her of all the rights of beauty, pride and vanity. Just thinking, I heard a dull knock at the door and my husband came back.

Mathilda has a sad face. She decided not to tell her husband. What if she did? Poor Lou Oizel! They have to live. Mathilde suddenly felt much better. She is used to this fate. Maybe one day, the mistake of fate will make them better off. Maybe … Mathilde thought, quickly picked up the skirt and stuffed it into the locked box. Suddenly, with a bang, Mathilde recognized that it was the necklace worth 500 francs.