
The Fleeting Time of My Youth
by Hao Caizi
About This Novel
I was born on the ruins where suffering had just receded. My sister was sent away due to the pressure of life, and my mother passed away when she was young. I grew up under the roof of my grandparents, Between the smoke and the sound of wind, learn to be with loneliness. The villages and rice fields are still beautiful, The seasons are slow, the sky is low, the world is quiet and vast; But schools, systems and relationships, I have been told silently - this world is never fair. After walking for two hours on a snowy road, my eyebrows and hair tips were frozen; The students were holding soup that had been boiled into a paste. On the other table, there was hot oil and the aroma of meat! I'm not angry. I just slowly remember-- Position determines destiny; Silence is the only way to survive.
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