My father once told me: Compositions are made up by your imagination, while diaries are made up by adding a little bit of reality.
I will describe my father's daily life in my memory.
After all, these are the only memories I can rely on to miss him.
Please don't belittle it, I just wrote it for myself.
The names and events in the article are all adapted from my life.
Intention: Intention to be added