He was an unlucky man, born into a poor doctor's family. When I was young, I was not well educated. After joining the army, I was captured and seriously wounded, with my left hand disabled. However, I made many military achievements and was awarded by the marshal. But when he was carrying marshal's recommendation and dreaming of becoming a general, he was captured on his way home and sold to Algeria, where he worked hard for five years.
When he returned home, his country had forgotten the hero, and he could not find an ordinary job.
I managed to find a quartermaster position in the Armada. On one occasion he went to the country to press the levy, and was framed up for imprisonment by the squire because he would not grant him tax relief. After coming out of prison, he became a tax collector. Once he gave his tax money to a bank, which failed, and he was sent to prison a second time. The second time out of prison, he was poor, and his wife, sister, daughter are dependent on him alone.
He lived in the most wretched conditions: a tavern downstairs, a brothel upstairs. One day there was a fight in the pub and one man fell to the ground, dying. He carried the man home out of sympathy, but when he failed to save his life, he was sent to prison for a third time for murder. After that, his wife died and he was arraigned in court over his daughter.
He was enriched by the experience of a man who had been taken prisoner twice and put in prison three times, and whose fortune had never been kind to him. With his reflection on life and the spirit of matador, he wrote Don Quixote, a masterpiece that made the world famous.
The great hapless, the Spanish writer Cervantes. And the protagonist of the work seems to be the author of a self-mockery. He proved that the pain of bad luck and the joy of favorable winds were the income of life, and that there was no expense in his books.