用方框中词语的适当形式填空，使短文正确、连贯、通顺，每个词限用一次。

Dear Sam,

How are you? I’m happy to hear1. ________ you. Let me tell you what I usually do at2. ________. On Saturday morning, I 3.________ do my homework at home. I4. ________ about three hours in finishing my homework. In the afternoon, I usually5.________ my emails and search for some6.________ on the Internet. I7. ________ play computer games on it because I think it’s8.________ for my eyes. Sometimes I watch movies with my mother. She likes9. ________ movies too. I also10.________ English on it. In the evening my parents and I 11.________ at home. We listen to music together. On Sunday I often go to the12.________ to see animals with my sister. My favourite animals are 13._______. They are very tall. They like eating14.________ as well as plants. But my sister15.________ to see pandas because she thinks they are very cute.

Yours,

Yang Mei

David Moore taught science at the City School．He needed some expensive books，so he bought them．He put the books in his car in a quiet street．Then he went to other shops to buy something else．At six he carne back to the car．One door was open—and the books were not there．David drove home．   

    That night he wrote a letter to a newspaper．The next day he went to the police station．

    On Friday people read this in the newspaper：

    Books： Have you any old books? I buy old and modern books．

    Open all day on Saturday．Dauid Moore．26 Fry Road．   

    David stayed at home on Saturday．The first mall came at eight．David took him to the kitchen．At half past nine another man arrived．He had a bag under his arm．

    “Mr．Moore?”the man asked．

    “That’s right，”David said．“Can I help you?”

    “I’ve got some good books．You buy books，don’t you?”

    “Yes．Bring them in。Let me have a look．”

    Soon the books were on the dining-table．“Come in now．”David called，“and bring the list．”

    A policeman came into the dining-room．He read the names on the books and the names on the list in his hand．They were the same．

    “Come with me．Sir．”the policeman said to the man．

1.What happened to David Moore one day?

A．He lost his way in the city．        B．He couldn’t find his car．

C．Someone stole his books．         D．Many people read his letter．

2.The first man to David’s home was a_________．

        A．thief        B．policeman    C．driver        D．cook

3.From the story，we know the second man_______．

        A．is one of David’s friends         B．wants to return the books to David

        C.wants to show the books to David  D. reads the newspaper

4.Which of the following shows the right order of what happened to David?

        a．He left his car in a quiet street．        b．He went to the police station．

        c．He wrote a letter to a newspaper．      d．He bought some dear books．

        e．He bought something else at other shops．

A．d，b，c，a，e              B．d，a，c，e，b

C．d，a，e，b，c              D．c，d，e，a，b

5.David probably bought the books on________．

        A．Wednesday       B．Friday       C．Saturday    D．Sunday

I loved my mother’s desk since I was just tall enough to see above the top of it when mother sat doing letters. Looking at the ink bottle, pens and white paper, I decided that the act of writing must be the most wonderful thing in the world.
Years later, during her final illness, mother kept different things for my sister and brother,“But the desk,”she said again,“is for Elizabeth. ”
I never saw her get angry, and never saw her cry. I knew she loved me, and she showed it in action. But as a young girl, I wanted heart-to-heart talks between mother and daughter.
They never happened and a gulf opened between us. I was “too emotional (易动感情的)”, but she lived“on the surface”.
As years went by and I had my own family. I loved my mother and thanked her for our happy family. I wrote to her in careful words and asked her to let me know in any way that she did forgive (原谅) me.
I posted the letter and waited for her answer. It didn’t come.
It seemed that nothing happened. I couldn’t be sure that the letter had even got to her.
I only knew that I had written it, and I could stop trying to make her into someone she was not.
Now the present of her desk told me that she was pleased that writing was my chosen work, though she had never been able to. I cleaned the desk carefully and found some papers inside… a photo of my father and a one-paper letter. Folded (折叠) and refolded many times.
Give me an answer, my letter asks, in any way you choose. Mother, you always chose the act that speaks louder than words.
【小题1】The writer began to love her mother’s desk ______.