The sun still rises from the east
After many years, when I stop, my dreams are still haunted by those growing up years. Painful, but fulfilling. It is also those red years that accompany me to welcome every rising sun. And, eagerly looking forward to the next time the east turns white...
Chapter 1 1995 Earthquake, Loss of Father, Relocation
Chapter 2 Dropping out of school in 1996, retiring and returning to school
Chapter 3 Reconstruction of Junior High School in 1997 Distortion
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Chapter 10 2005 Entrepreneurship University Divorce
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