Once I was dreaming about bright future like any other young men. I was planning my life thinking I would go to a good college, study abroad, and become a great man. But unlike my dreams, in my twenties my life rushed downhill into the mire of despair. Right after my marriage, sudden sickness struck me and ruined my whole body. I couldn't do anything as the head of the family. Instead I was only a burden to them. My brothers used to love me very much, but as my sicknesses were prolonged, they gradually kept their distance from me. I thoroughly realized the love among siblings is so meaningless. I also felt deep in my bones the heartbreaking pain of poverty.