The road we have taken

I was taken to the special training class by my uncle. After this year, I will be 18 years old. In such an era of frequent wars, I know that my age is not young. Many soldiers on the front line may not be as old as I am, so I did not have any resistance to going to special training classes. Good family living conditions make me tall and handsome. Of course, my well-dressed and well fed life also makes me strong. Although I sympathize with the beggars on the road and the poor people in rags, I can’t change anything. This is a declining country and society. It’s not only front-line soldiers who are starving, but also low-level farmers who are struggling. While others are still in a hurry for the next meal, I am eating fresh bread and drinking imported red wine. This is because my uncle is a member of the Chinese Communist Party and my mother is a member of the Legislative Council of the national government.