I have been a drifter since I was 17 years old, enduring the glares and indifference, and enjoying the warmth and friendship. When I was the poorest, I couldn't afford a $1 popsicle, and I also lived in other people's doghouses.
In the blink of an eye, I have been drifting in Beijing for almost 30 years, and I have achieved certain results and entered the ranks of the middle class.
I want to present my true story to everyone, not for everyone's applause, but probably more for my own entertainment.
Call her inspirational? It doesn't seem to be inspiring! Call her wonderful? It doesn't seem to be very exciting! But I think a life with stories is a complete life. Being able to tell you stories is one of the great joys in my life.
You and I are both ordinary people, and everyone has different wonderful things, right?