input with options: Read the following article and answer the question. Article: Actually, long-distance bicycle camping is one of the happiest activities I have ever experienced. I generally sleep poorly at night, but in the woods on a tour, I sleep like a baby with the music of insects. In the morning, birds wake me up. I eat a snack before getting up, and then I quickly pack my sleeping bag, tent, and other things and get on the road. Usually I have less speed. Traveling by bike allows me to stop anywhere, such as lakes(especially places to swim), woods, and scenic spots . Somewhere near lunch, I find a small drugstore and buy some bread, sandwich materials, and fruit. In the afternoon, my speeds are higher, and I spend less time at stops. In the late afternoon, I start thinking about stopping. I finally find a place in the early evening, cook a simple meal, and rest and cool off. As it starts to get dark, I put up my tent, and fall asleep. There are exciting times and difficult times as well. Visiting strange or famous places are always exciting to me. I meet and talk with interesting people along the way. Enjoying beautiful scenes, meeting wild animals(usually at my camping site), and traveling up and down hills also make me cheerful. On the other hand, I may run into rainy or hot days, have to repair my bike, or just find myself in a bad state. The problems are easily dealt with. The pleasures remain in my mind for years. Question: Where does the writer usually have a good sleep? Answer:
OPTIONS:
- In a hotel.
- At home.
- In the woods.
- In a drugstore.
output: In the woods.

Q: Read the following article and answer the question. Article: A man stopped his car at the door of a flower shop. He planned to order flowers and asked the shopkeeper to deliver them to his mother, who was far away in the man's hometown. The man saw a little girl crying on the road when he was about to enter the shop. The man asked her: "Why are you crying?" "I want to buy a rose for my mother, but I haven't got enough money," said the girl. The man took the girl's hand and entered the flower shop. He first ordered the bouquet for his mother and bought a rose for the girl. Walking out of the shop, the man asked the girl if she would like a ride home. "Will you really drive me home?" she asked. "Of course," the man replied. "Then drive me to my mother. But the place where my mother lives is very far." The man drove along the mountain road and finally came to the cemetery . The little girl put the flower onto a new grave. In order to present a rose to her mother who had passed away a month before, she had gone on a very long journey. The man drove the girl to her home and then returned to the flower shop. He cancelled the bouquet and bought a big bunch of fresh flowers instead. He drove directly to his mother's home, a five-hour drive from where he was. He would present the flowers to his mother in person. Question: Whom did the man go to a flower shop to order flowers for? Answer:

OPTIONS:
- His girlfriend.
- His mother.
- His wife.
- A little girl.

A: His mother.

input: OPTIONS:
- She lost her homemade lunch.
- She had her homemade lunch stolen.
- She didn't like the taste of her homemade lunch.
- She gave her homemade lunch to a hungry boy. Now, answer this question: Read the following article and answer the question. Article: Katie was in big trouble.She was such a sweet kid; a third-grade teacher always dreamed of having a classroom filled with Katies, she was never ever a discipline problem. I just couldn't imagine why she had made her parents so angry. It seemed that Katie had been spending money in the lunchroom. Her parents explained that Katie brought a great homemade lunch each day, and there was no reason for her to buy school lunch. They wondered why but failed.So they asked me to help them get to the bottom of this situation. The next day, I asked Katie to my office. "Why are you buying lunches, Katie? What happened to your homemade lunch?" I asked. "I lose it," she replied. "I don't believe you, Katie. Is someone stealing your lunch, Katie?" I asked. "No. I just lose it," she said.Well, there was nothing else I could do. The problem was still unsolved the next week when I noticed a boy who was new to the school sitting alone at a lunch table. He always looked sad and scared. I thought I would go and sit with him for a while. As I walked towards him, I noticed the lunch bag on the table. The name on the bag said "Katie". Now I understood and I talked to Katie. It seemed that the new boy never brought a lunch, and he wouldn't go to the lunch line for a free lunch. He had told Katie his secret and asked her not to tell anyone that his parents wanted him to get a free lunch at school. Katie asked me not to tell her parents, but I drove to her house that evening after I was sure that she was in bed. I had never seen parents so proud of their child. Katie still buys lunch every day at school. And every day, as she heads out of the door, her mom hands her a delicious homemade lunch. Question: Why did Katie eat school lunch instead of her homemade lunch every day? Answer:
A:
output: She gave her homemade lunch to a hungry boy.

Read the following article and answer the question. Article: About five hundred years ago, an earthquake happened in a small village. Luckily for them, it didn't destroy anything and no one was hurt. But a large stone fell from a nearby mountain and stopped in the middle of the road. When the earthquake stopped, many people came to the road and saw the stone. Some of the strongest men wanted to move it away, they tried again and again but at last they failed. "Well," they said sadly ,"there's nothing we can do about it, we'll have to change the way." At this time a boy of 12 years old said , " I think I can move the stone away." "You?" all the strong men laughed at the boy, "What are you talking about ?" The next morning people were all surprised to see that the stone was gone. It wasn't on the road any longer and it wasn't even near the road. The boy smiled and said "I _ it." The people looked rather surprised. "You see," he said , "I dug a deep hole next to the stone and I dug a small incline up to the stone and the stone rolled down into the hole itself. Then I covered it with earth. "The villagers shouted "Clever boy! Clever boy!" and some of them said, " Why didn't we think out this good idea ?" Question: Around 500 years ago, this story happened in a small _ . Answer:

OPTIONS:
- town
- village
- city
- country

Answer:
village