I was born in Shaanxi on that day in 2004. I was accompanied by my grandfather's contempt, my father's abuse, my mother's tears, and my grandmother's heartache.
I walked that road without lights for eighteen years, one step at a time. Those footprints shone with the color of blood in the dawn light.
On my eighteenth birthday, I took to the streets and sat on a bench by the roadside for a day. Watching people coming and going, I suddenly realized that it had only been eighteen years.
I would like to write this book to commemorate my eighteenth year
Purpose: live a good life