Once I was dreaming about bright future like any
other young men. I was planning my life thinking I
would go to a good college, study abroad, and become a
great man. But unlike my dreams, in my twenties my life
rushed downhill into the mire of despair.
Right after my marriage, sudden sickness struck me
and ruined my whole body. I couldn’t do anything as the
head of the family. Instead I was only a burden to them.
My brothers used to love me very much, but as my
sicknesses were prolonged, they gradually kept their
distance from me. I thoroughly realized the love among
siblings is so meaningless. I also felt deep in my bones the
heartbreaking pain of poverty.