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阅读下面的材料,根据要求写一篇不少于800字的文章。

    某喜剧演员在《木兰从军》小品中,身穿古装、嘴啃烧鸡走上舞台,将中国古代巾帼英雄花木兰,恶搞成贪吃、不孝、胸无大志、贪生怕死的傻大妞形象。节目中,“花木兰”因贪生怕死而不敢奔赴前线,被父亲骗去从军。在军队中,木兰因吃亏被迫上战场成为将军,回归故乡后,去世的父亲留下一封信,从信中得知因邻居恶霸看上她,父亲才骗其去当兵等等荒唐情节,严重颠覆了花木兰聪慧、孝顺、刚毅、勇敢等英雄形象。节目播出后,立即引起众多网友和观众不满,要求该演员及剧组公开道歉。

    对此,有人认为仅仅是娱乐而已,并无恶意,国外还有恶搞总统呢,因此无需道歉;有人则认为是对传统文化毫无敬畏,应该道歉。你认同哪一种看法?请根据材料,阐述你的看法和理由。要求选好角度,确定立意,明确文体,自拟标题,不要套作,不得抄袭,不得泄露个人信息。

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喜剧演员道歉,娱乐圈还有救吗?

某戏剧演员最近出了点事,节目中喜剧演员的小品因为“恶搞花木兰”,结果被一个叫做“木兰文化研究中心”的组织要求道歉。

起先所有的一切都像是一个段子,一边是省级卫视和著名演员,另一边是闻所未闻的神秘组织。巨大的话语权差距,使得整件事看上去都像是媒体炒作出来的一个不存在的争议。

当段子忽然变成了事实,看客们脸上的笑容就僵住了。这感觉像是演员在表演打脸,起先是挑逗和搞笑,画风忽然

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    One day when I was 12, my mother gave me an order: I was to walk to the public library, and borrow at least one book for the summer. This was one more weapon for her to defeat my strange problem—inability to read.

    In the library, I found my way into the “Children's Room.” I sat down on the floor and pulled a few books off the shelf at random. The cover of a book caught my eye. It presented a picture of a beagle. I had recently had a beagle, the first and only animal companion I ever had as a child. He was my secret sharer, but one morning, he was gone, given away to someone who had the space and the money to care for him. I never forgot my beagle.

    There on the book's cover was a beagle which looked identical (相同的) to my dog. I ran my fingers over the picture of the dog on the cover. My eyes ran across the title, Amos, the Beagle with a Plan. Unknowingly, I had read the title. Without opening the book, I borrowed it from the library for the summer.

    Under the shade of a bush, I started to read about Amos. I read very, very slowly with difficulty. Though pages were turned slowly, I got the main idea of the story about a dog who, like mine, had been separated from his family and who finally found his way back home. The dog was my dog, and I was the little boy in the book. At the end of the story, my mind continued the final scene of reunion, on and on, until my own lost dog and I were, in my mind, running together.

    My mother's call returned me to the real world. I suddenly realized something: I had read a book, and I had loved reading that book. Everyone knew I could not read. But I had read it. Books could be incredibly wonderful and I was going to read them.

    I never told my mother about my “miraculous” (奇迹般的) experience that summer, but she saw a slow but remarkable improvement in my classroom performance during the next year. And years later, she was proud that her son had read thousands of books, was awarded a PhD in literature, and authored his own books, articles, poetry and fiction. The power of the words was held.