What makes you feel nostalgic about interacting with my father? A bond with my father, to whom the text connects. He hugged me with his big body when he showed my father a novel that he kept writing up little by little every day. My father was so big. I turn my hand on my father's back, too.

My father is an unclear type of talker, but he suggested some tips on living from childhood. Audio the story aloud in the garden to me when I'm weak, or build up strength with a dog walk... the day ends when I count it up. He also taught me the importance of hard work. In any difficult pile of conditions, we aim for a single light to break through the incident and break open and escape.