Chinese writer Mo Yan has won the 2012 Nobel Prize in Literature (文学). He is the first Chinese 1 has won this prize.

    Mo Yan was born into a family in Shangdong 2 1955. He left school at the age of twelve, first on a farm and 3 in a factory. In 1976 he 4 the PLA and during this time he began to study 5. His first short story came out in 1981. He has written many famous books about his childhood and his hometown. Many of his books have been translated into English, French and many other 6.

    Mo Yan's winning of the Nobel Prize is bringing more confidence (自信) to the nation's young 7.

    Long ago, there was a queen 1 lived in a palace. She felt 2 and said to her advisor (顾问), "All the things around me are too boring. I need a different kind of beauty. Let everyone3 that I will hold a competition for the most beautiful thing in the world. And the prize 4 this crown."

    Several days later, lots of people came to the competition and showed their things. The queen was not satisfied with 5. The advisor suggested, "What you are looking for cannot 6 to you. You must look for it by 7. What about a journey?"

    The queen was interested 8 the idea, so she started immediately. 9 she was on top of the hill near her palace, she looked down and suddenly something cried in her heart. "Why have I never 10 my palace so beautiful?"

    The queen spent one year 11. She saw beauty on the farm, in the forest and even in the stars twinkling (闪烁) at night on her journey. But what was the most beautiful thing？She12. Suddenly, she understood beauty was everywhere. She 13 learn to enjoy the world. She left the pieces of her crown at different places that she has seen. As time went by, the queen's crown got smaller and smaller 14 nothing was left.

    She found 15 thing at last, it was the world.

    When I was a boy, I used to love walking in the 1 around my house. My mom warned me several times2 to travel so far or I would lose the way. Being a naughty(淘气的)boy, however, I soon found 3 walking further and further away, testing4 I could go into the woods without getting lost. But once after losing my way for two hours, I decided to leave a mark the next time I went for a walk.

    The next day I decided to try it. I walked into the woods5 the house couldn't be seen. Then I broke a small branch(树枝)to mark my place. I walked further and broke many branches. After a while I got tired and decided to return. When I turned around, I6 found my way home, but I felt7 rather than being proud. I could see the mark of destruction(破坏)that I left in the woods. I promised never to do that again. Instead, I started to value my time alone in the woods. I'd sit by the streams(小溪)and 8 their beautiful singing. I'd bend down(弯下腰)to 9 the flowers.

    I've tried to leave marks of kindness and goodness since then. I've tried to show others 10 they can do the same. May you always leave marks of joy in your life.

    Tony was a 15-year-old boy living with his little sister, Jane. Their parents had passed away long ago. Tony 1 Jane by himself.

    One day, Tony woke up at 3 in the morning as usual. When Jane was 2 alone, Tony left their little house m deliver(递送) the newspaper. As he did so, he found something unusual. One3 was sitting in front of his house. Tony was so 4that he stopped to look at him closely. It was a very 5 morning and he looked very old.

    The poor old man didn't have anything to cover himself with. Tony went into his house to get the old man a blanket (毯子), 6there were no extra blankets. Tony thought bard and took his father's 7. It was the only thing of his father's that he had left. Tony wrote a short 8 . "Sir, I routed you sleeping in front of my house. This is 9 father's coat. I hope it fits you well " He put the note in a pocket of the coat, and covered the old man with the coat. Then he went to work. When he 10three hours later, both the man and the coat were gone. Tony thought that it was the 11 thing he could have done with his father's coat.

    That afternoon, Tony hurried home after school because Jane was12alone. However, Jane and the old man were standing in front of the house, and Jane shouted to Tony, "Brother! He's our 13!"

    The grandfather smiled and said, "Tony. I have been looking for you all around the country for eight years. I'm not 14. But I can take care of you two. Thank you for giving me the coat and letting me know what a 15 person my grandson is. This coat was the very one that I gave my own son, a long time ago."