Our short story is about the life of a young boy and has to fight with fate and determine his destiny.
All human beings on earth are almost identical in structure, physique, and limbs, but they are quite different in
thought, spirit, and dream. The little boy in our story is also an ordinary person with his dreams and aspirations,
whose interesting life and destiny led me to write this brief but useful book.
The little boy was born in a small town to a religious family. At the age of four, he learned the multiplication
table and almost all the principles, religion and character of greatness. He was raised by his grandmother, and from
his childhood, great thoughts arose in his mind because of his friendship with great people. He did not have a good
financial situation, but he was always the highest ranking student in primary school.
He always listened carefully to the advice in the afternoons when it was cooler. He wanted to grow up early and
become a great man. His whole life was books, books and books, and worshiping and listening to his grandmother's
sweet advice. He understood love from the very beginning because the grandmother always cleaned the picture frame
of her martyr son and was always talking to him with tears and said: Oh, let me be a sacrifice to my son. I cry out of
joy that you became a martyr, it made me proud, but it turned out that nostalgia had exhausted her. In short
All human beings on earth are almost identical in structure, physique, and limbs, but they are quite different in
thought, spirit, and dream. The little boy in our story is also an ordinary person with his dreams and aspirations,
whose interesting life and destiny led me to write this brief but useful book.
The little boy was born in a small town to a religious family. At the age of four, he learned the multiplication
table and almost all the principles, religion and character of greatness. He was raised by his grandmother, and from
his childhood, great thoughts arose in his mind because of his friendship with great people. He did not have a good
financial situation, but he was always the highest ranking student in primary school.
He always listened carefully to the advice in the afternoons when it was cooler. He wanted to grow up early and
become a great man. His whole life was books, books and books, and worshiping and listening to his grandmother's
sweet advice. He understood love from the very beginning because the grandmother always cleaned the picture frame
of her martyr son and was always talking to him with tears and said: Oh, let me be a sacrifice to my son. I cry out of
joy that you became a martyr, it made me proud, but it turned out that nostalgia had exhausted her. In short