Reflection of Unforgettable Experince

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1. The Most Unforgettable Thing in Life
About ten years ago at a friend’s gathering, somebody proposed a chat topic: each person was asked to say the most unforgettable thing, whether good or bad, that had changed their thinking and life. Everyone was quiet. Then, one friend who was born in the 1940′s broke the silence. His story started one day in January 1960, when his boarding school started winter vacation and he had rushed home to spend the Chinese New Year with his parents and sister. His home was in a small village not far from the county seat of Li in south China’s Anhui Province. When he got home and opened the door, he found that the house was empty, and covered by a thick layer of dust and cobwebs. He was scared and went looking for people. There was no one in the village. Eventually he found his aunt at home, in her bed, dying. His aunt told him that his parents and sister all starved to death three months ago. More than 200 people in the village of 300 died of starvation. Those who had no strength to walk stayed to die. He never found out where his parents and sister were buried, as the living did not have strength to dig graves. Corpses and bones were everywhere. He spent more than a day digging a pit to bury over 20 corpses, including his now deceased aunt. That day he knew he was an orphan in the world. Then someone else spoke. A friend who was born in the 1960’s in Yueyang City, Hunan Province, said that he would never forget 1:00am on June 4, 1989, when he saw more than 20 soldiers wearing helmets and carrying submachine guns suddenly open fire on people on both sides of the road at the intersection of Wukesong and West Chang’an Avenues in Beijing. At least forty people dropped. He said from that moment he was fully aware that the communist regime was against the people. He felt that people living under the regime are like ants, pigs, or dogs—able to be killed by the communists anytime, anywhere, with any excuse. When it was my turn, I...
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