My name is Ding Yan. I’m 30 years old. I’m a taxi driver. I’m generally the kind of people who can’t find the kind of people, very common. My father died when I was very young. It was my mother who raised our three children through all kinds of hardships. I have a brother and a sister. Now they are all married and their children are in their teens. They are more than ten years older than me, so I haven’t suffered much at home.