【英文译文】
I couldn't read his countenance without seeing his face．However, judging from what he had said, he was evidently living in a world of his own-bereft of home, love or warmth, and flogged by the scourge of life. But he acted unyieldingly and was filled with bitter hatred. He was using both hands to bear the burden of life. He was never scared or discouraged. He could achieve what children from well-to-do families could “achieve, and he had ideas that they didn't dare to have. Life is a melting pot which hardens the will of children like him so that they are able to withstand the bitterest blows of life ever.