Older Single Woman, Going to the United States to Study for a Ph. D.

Poverty and wealth, I have seen both kinds of life. Rich people drive sports cars, live in villas, speak fluent English, and receive good education. Handsome men and beautiful women, they are academic masters, they think they are humble and polite. They eat Western food, taste wine, travel to many places in the world, explore, and engage in art. I think about the week before I was going to study abroad, I wanted to eat peaches. My mother took me to a peach orchard in the countryside to pick peaches. I saw that seller. Years of exposure to wind and sun had made her face dark, her wrinkles were like knife carvings, and her hair was gray. In fact, she is not yet fifty years old. In summer, it is very hot in Taoyuan. I saw a tent with a simple bed inside. Pillows and thin blankets were scattered on the bed, which was already dirty and black. There is also a biscuit. In fact, I don't dislike it at all. I just think it's too hard for people who farm. If people want to live, they have to make such a big effort and pay such a big price. Even rebirth can't change fate. But how can I have the right to be compassionate towards others? Even I am embarrassed. He is the cannon fodder NPC in the heroine world. I know that 20,000 yuan is my monthly living expenses, and it is also the annual income of many rural people, but it is only enough for two meals for the rich. The world is so crazy. If the poor never feel their poverty, and if the rich never realize their evil, both people will be happy. It's just me, being caught between the rich on one side and the poor on the other, often makes me feel suffocated.