【文章內(nèi)容簡(jiǎn)介】 he cloth his mother made was very cheap. ( ) did Mencius’ mother feel when she knew Mencius haven’t read any book? felt very happy. felt very sad. felt very excited. felt very pleased. (B) How much pocket money do you get from your parents every month—200 yuan? Some may need more to buy birthday presents, fast food, ice creams or cartoon (動(dòng)畫 ) books. But for Zhou Li, 30 yuan a month is enough. The only thing she buys is lunch— yuan each day. “ My favorite food is fried potato slices and rice,” said Zhou, “ meat is too expensive for me.” Zhou, 14, is a Junior 1 student at Hongzhi Experimental School in Beijing. Her parents are migrant workers (外來務(wù)工人員 ). They are from a village in Luohe of Henan and came to Beijing two years ago. Her father now works as a cleaner and earns 500 yuan every month. Her mother has no job. Every day, Zhou gets up at 5: 30 . and rides 20 minutes to school. She studies hard, and reads books even during break time. Her favorite subject is puter.“ I’m learning typing now. I 5 hope to be the fastest in my class.” said Zhou. Like many teens, Zhou has a lot of homework. It usually takes her at least one hour to finish it every day. But that is not all her work. She helps her mom cook. On weekends, she helps wash clothes.“ I was able to cook when I was eight. My father said sometimes I cooked better than mom!” Zhou said she wanted to be a doctor when she grew up.“ I watched TV and found that there were many people with AIDS in Henan. Some are kids. They need help.” said Zhou. But she is afraid of having to leave school.“ I hope I will always be in school,” said Zhou. “Dad works hard to make money. I promise him I will study hard to be a good student at present and a good doctor in the future.” 根據(jù)短文內(nèi)容， 判斷正（ T）誤（ F） 。 ( ) Li came to Beijing from Henan. ( ) goes to school by bike. ( ) Li spends half an hour on her homework every day. ( ) girl’s wish is to be a teacher. ( ) girl could cook when she was only eight. (C) One day, I saw a man struggling(費(fèi)勁 ) to tie his shoes. I stopped to help him. “Thank you,” he said. “I39。m glad I could help. I just thought it would be easier for me to reach,” I said. He is a disabled man, and is forced to look down most of the time. His arms and legs are twisted (扭曲的 ) terribly, and he couldn39。t do what the rest of us would consider easy. He is always used to look up to see how you reacted (反應(yīng) ) to his words, however. He had a big smile, making me feel fortable. I was still on my knees by his wheelchair. “ Nice shoes,” he said. “Thanks. No one ever plimented me on them before,” I said. “No one has the same view of the world as I do,” he replied. “Tell me about the world as you see it,” I said, smiling. “Most people can see if someone is fortable with them or not from their eyes. I see it from their feet.” he said.“ If people keep moving their feet, I just let them go. Because I know they’re impatient with me. I don39。t want to make people unfortable.” “What about me”? I asked. “I could see your passion. And then you came down to my level. I was the one who was nervous.” he said. “I don39。t normally have