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For a long time, I wanted to write a story about my brother, but I was always afraid that it would fall into a rut and dare not start writing.
Today, I finally have the courage to record these many years. Like a loyal historian, I write with my heart for a person who carries history. Although he is just an ordinary little person, he carries almost all his youth history and represents a group of people of his time. In the eyes of historians, he is no different from any hero who goes down in history.
I don't know why, it's always so difficult and it takes so long to get to the point. There are too many things to explain and too long memories. This made my thoughts stagnate or wander in the blue sky and whistling wind throughout my childhood and adolescence. . . There are as many tears as there are smiles.
Maybe it is very difficult or even wrong for me to extract or separate my brother from the legend of this family and the legend of this interdependent family to form a separate version, because every step my brother takes, including myself, is inseparable from this dramatic life background, so how can I explain the cause and effect of all this?
Anyway, the story begins.
That year, my brother ran away from home. When he left home, he first ...
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