Doris and I are good friends. We are in the same school.

　　One day after school,I go to her home with her. She has a new bedroom. Her room is very nice. There is a picture on the wall in the picture, there are some hills and a river with a boat on it. There is a big desk next to the bed. There are two chairs behind the desk. Her pens and books are on the desk. Her school bag is on the wall behind the door. She has a cat. It's under the chair. The cat looks like a hat.

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Look! This is Li Mei’s room. What’s in her room? Her books are on the desk. This is one of her shoes. Where is the other one? Oh, It’s under the desk. She can not find her school bag. Where is it? Oh, It’s behind the door. Li Mei can not look after (照看)her things. Her mother often says to her, “ Li Mei , you must look after your things.”
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【小题1】Look ! One of Li Mei’s shoes is                               

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　　We are middle school 1 . We are in Class One. Kate, Mike. Lucy 2 I are classmates. Kate is eleven. Mike and I 3 twelve. Lucy is thirteen.

　　We have a new 4 . In it you can 5 40 desks and chairs. A blackboard, a clock and a map are on the wall. It is a 6 China. The brooms are 7 the door. On a desk, there are some school bags. The red one is 8 bag. 9 bag is blue. Oh, it's about five o'clock. It's time 10 play games.

When I was a child, my parents often took me to an old house in a thick forest. No other children ever stayed there. I didn’t even have the choice of playing with a brother or sister.
I could never understand what the attraction(吸引) of the house was, even for my parents, who enjoyed nothing better than to sit in silence with a good book. The woman in the house, my father’s distant cousin, was a terrible cook and her food was inedible.
One day, when I was wandering around the garden behind the house, I noticed a wooden house which had clearly been abandoned(被遗弃的). As I walked towards it, I heard a noise, like an animal moving hurriedly away. Then I saw a man with a long beard standing at the door. I was greatly surprised.
“Please don’t tell them you saw me,” he said. “They never use this place, and I have nowhere else to live.” “Don’t worry,” I said. “I won’t tell anyone. But are you all right out here? I mean—do you have enough to eat?” The old man shook his head.
The same evening, I took a small plastic bag into the dining room and, while no one was looking, emptied some of the food into it. Later, I got out of the back door secretly and gave the food to the old man, whose name I had discovered was Taff.
I had never seen anything else as lovely as the smile of satisfaction on Taff’s face when he ate the food. From then on, my visits to the old house had a purpose, and I enjoyed every minute of the rest of my stay.
【小题1】 How did the writer feel about staying in the old house at first?