Albert Bierstadt Among the Sierra Nevada Mountains California painting

Albert Bierstadt Among the Sierra Nevada Mountains California painting
Fabian Perez Tango painting
My Dad, a humorous “big Boy”, he loves me very much, and also my Mom. Although I’m 20 years now, he always calls me in a sweet voice. Sometimes I really couldn’t stand it, but if he didn’t call me in that way, I couldn’t bear much more, I think! Perhaps he seldom taught me a lesson, so I remembered the only four times he beat me, and I remembered very deeply. Every time I recalled these four times, he always said, “Oh, no! You still remember that, why do you have so good memory? But do you remember I was you “nianbu” in winter? Do you remember I enclasp you through the whole night just because you crying all the time? Do you remember…? “I’m afraid I can’t, Dad! “Oh, No!” I love my Dad, and I know that he loves me so deeply, because I’m his little princess. Everybody says that I have a warm family. We like friends but not like the traditional parents and children. Whatever, I like my family, I love my parentsmother always covered her five fingers in my arse. Now I’m an adult, I sometimes told my relatives that she used to be a cruel mother. And she explained that how mischievous I used to be, and she was so worried about me. Though, she was a bit