My Father

I turned the pillow over to the cold side and kept turning left and right until a comfortable position was found. Oh, I am very comfortable. But wait, I guess the ball in my stomach still occupies my whole body. I went to the kitchen to drink a cup of milk and ate biscuits, but the ball in my stomach was still there. I returned to bed, I felt a cold air in my skin fan; a goose bumped. The sound of the snoring of my sister made it difficult for me to fall asleep. I went to bed one hour.

So I interviewed my father and sister. My father's family originally came from Guangdong China in southern China. There are nine people, they are my grandparents, aunts, and my uncle. My father is from southern China, but his grandfather lived in northern China. At that time, there were so many wars in China, because people had to move their house to another safe area. In other ways, this is two or three states my family originally lived in China. My grandparents are soldiers in our country, my grandfather is also a soldier.

My parents died, about 35 years ago, my father went to the birthplace of the father of Southern Italy. My father and mother finally went to Italy many times. They can not stop enthusiasm for it, and their best travel memories all include Italy. At that time, I was already in my twenties, but I am also interested in other things. I think my parents are wonderful in Italy, but this is where I start and finish. Among all of these, I noticed that I am not merely an American. I am an American, his ancestor comes from the country I am visiting. This is a great revelation for me. It is also a revelation to experience culture among Italian people. I am fascinated by their culture, their manner, their emotions, and their talking emotions. We seem to have missed their expression and the simplicity of daily life here.