Spend the Rest of Your Life Facing the Sun, Carrying the Light in Three Rounds

My name is Lin Zhou, and I have been with cerebral palsy for twenty-two years. The spasm in my right hand has never stopped, and my walking posture is always pointed at. I didn't want to be a burden on the family, and I didn't want to live under the protection of others, so I spent the five yuan I spent on carrying twenty buckets of water to save up a second-hand three-wheeler little by little, and plunged into the world of food delivery. There were winds and rains, grievances and embarrassments, but there was always unexpected tenderness: the boss lady who handed me warm water, the lonely grandma who stuffed me candies, the veteran riders who supported me, and the system that lighted the way forward for me, who was clumsy. The three wheels are not big and can carry three meals and enough food and clothing; the sun is not far away and can illuminate the rest of my life. For the rest of my life, I will face the sun and carry the light on three wheels. Even if I stagger, I must ride towards my own light step by step.