I want to tell you a story about my father.

But there are no great stories.

I only know that he has experienced difficulties.

I often listen to his memories of bitter experiences and sweet experiences.

The rough blue shirt embraced my childhood.

Callus touches my smiling face.

Blow my head and show me the way.

A slap in the face lit up my future.

Your eyes let me know true and false, good and evil.

Your slap made me understand right and wrong.

Your roar made me understand that I was given few resources.

Your white hair and wrinkles are engraved.

It's engraved

Vicious canyon

Tell dad's story.

There was nothing touching in the past.

All I know is that he has worked hard all his life.

Dad is his name.

Call dad's name.

I'll call him that all my life.

I know I will go with him.

This is dad's story.