A writer should express criticism and indignation at the dark side of society and the ugliness of human nature, but we should not use one uniform expression.
Mo YanI have always been independent. I like it that way. When someone forces me to do something, I don't do it.
Mo YanFor a country boy, poor as I was, whose constant worry was to be able to have enough to eat, the Army guaranteed one's survival.
Mo YanThe sun, a red wheel, was sinking slowly in the west. Besides being spectacularly beautiful, the early-summer sunset was exceedingly soft and gentle: black mulberry leaves turned as red as roses; pristine white acacia petals shed an enshrouding pale-green aura. Mild evening breezes made both the mulberry leaves and the acacia petals dance and whirl, filling the woods with a soft rustle.
Mo Yan