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阅读下面短文，把1-5四个句子填入文中空缺处，使短文内容完整、正确，然后完成第2小题。

     Pakistani girl Malala Yousafzai is the youngest ever to win the Nobel Peace Prize. She has become the voice of girls throughout the world.

     Born in Swat Valley in Pakistan in 1997, Malala lived a quiet life until 2009, when the Taliban（塔利班）, an Islamic organization of violence（暴力）took control of her village.    A     they believe educating girls is against Islam. But Malala didn't agree. She wouldn't give up her education and kept going to school.    B   “What is wrong with us girl students? We want all girls to get their schools back," she wrote. Her hard work encouraged many young girls in Swat Valley.

       C   On Oct 9, 2012, when Malala was taking a bus home, a Taliban man got on the bus with a gun in hand. A bullet immediately hit her in the face. Luckily, the shot didn't kill her. She was taken to a hospital in the UK.

      The shot didn't kill her courage, either.    D   Her courage made her famous. She has spoken at the United Nations, met world leaders and written a book, I Am Malala.

      On Oct 10, 2013, the EU awarded Malala their top human rights prize. They said, “She is an icon（符号）of courage for all teenagers who dare to follow their aspirations（愿望).”

请阅读下面短文，根据短文内容从每小题所给的A、B、C、D四个选项中选出最佳选项。

    Carlton Joseph is a fashion designer(服装设计师), but not just any fashion designer. He appears on television, he writes books, and he owns his fashion house.

    Born in 1980, Carlton started designing clothes when he was eleven. His father owned a clothes store, and Carlton used to work there at the weekend. Then he did a design course at college.

    When he was 21, someone suggested doing a TV program. He made his first show “Carlton's Clothes” in 2004, and he wrote his first book in the same year. Since then he has written four more. Carlton got married to TV producer Susan Mills in 2005.

Three months ago, Carlton started his new company. He called it “Design Carlton”.

At work Carlton always wears black trousers and a blue coat, but at home, or when he goes out, he wears clothes with bright colors (red, blue and yellow). He is especially crazy about new glasses, he buys a new pair every few weeks. “I like to look different every day,” he says.

     Carlton started wearing glasses when he was twelve. He dyed(给……染色) his hair red when he was 18. It is still red, and this year, for the first time, he has grown a beard. “My wife likes it, that's why” is his explanation. But his beard is black.

How The Little Kite Learned To Fly?

    By Katherine Pyle

    "I never can do it." the little kite said,

    As he looked at the others high over his head.

    "I know I should fall if I tried to fly."

    "Try, "said the big kite." only try!

    Or I fear you never will learn at all."

    But the little kite said: "I'm afraid I'll fall,"

    The big kite said: "Ah, well, good-bye;

    I am off." And he rose towards the sky

    Then the little kite's paper stirred(微动)

    And he shook himself free for flight

    First whirling(回旋) and scared，then bravery grown,

    Up, up he rose through the air alone,

    While far below he could see the ground,

    And the boys like small ants moving round.

    I'll never forget that day on which my brother took me to stay at the street. Everytime I thought about his face, my heart shook strongly.

    "Got it? Just a couple of seconds later I will come back." Saying this, his figure went disappearing in the earth. At the same time I saw people sleeping with fear, suddenly realizing that persons didn't belong to anyone. And as time went by, I could never forecast(预想) what would be going on where I stayed.

    I watched the way my brother went on, thinking of something that happened when I was a kid. You know, I was not that outgoing, for which I always refused to talk to anyone including my parents. It is so weird that relations looked down on me and my parents ever sent me to the psychologist(心理医生). They never understood what I was really sick for.

    But something totally changed on a blue moon night. It's him, my brother. He knew the softest in my deep heart, being the first one to care for me. He would stay with me when my sleep was spoiled by horrible dreams; when I was down after something unpleasant occurred; when huge happiness surrounded(环绕) me and was needed to be spoken out to a listener. He gave me all these, on which the others didn't focus. I was moved.

    He always stayed. And kept staying. I was mixed in it. Which ever drove me crazy. But now I have to accept the truth that he has already gone. Like an opening petunias, come with charming smells, and then go with heart breaking. I don't feel sad, or any sense of bitterness. It's just like a two-people party, now it's time to end.

    Had someone given me a chance, could I let him stay? I think it's fate, unstoppable. His eyes are too small, not being able to fill me in. He's right. I shouldn't force him and myself.

    Today I live well. My life goes the right way. I will still miss him, imaging his life in heaven. Then it reminds me of that day. Eight years ago, he felt dying, then held me tightly, passing the beats and temperature to me. That street is in Wenchuan, on May 12th in 2008.