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Merry Christmas

I was alone at home today. After a gruelling travel down south and back. Went back to PJ to finish my report. How I wish I could stay back in Klang tonight. Then I saw the stack of movies that I brought back from Seremban. Something caught my eye.. and this was the movie.



It was a story bout a violin prodigy Liu Xiao Chun and his father, Liu Cheng, who hails from a poor village to Beijing with one purpose, to get a good teacher for the son. The protagonist however, was unappreciative of his father's effort. The movie expressed the love of a father for his son, even though they are not biologically related; and how the son discover his true feelings of love and gratitude to his father, whom has sacrifice everything for the sake of getting him to stardom. The movie ended with Xiao Chun, running away from a prestigious competition to seek for his father who plans to return to their old village.

It was a no brainer that I was crying through out the second disc of the movie. I suddenly thought of my dad. My car's battery died and I had no choice but to call my dad for help. He came, despite all the awkwardness between him, mum and the family. He came, helped me to pushed and jumpstart the car. One might say it was just a small favour, but it really meant something to me. NO matter what happens, he will always be my dad, and me, his daughter. Nothing in this earth can change that. No matter how angry was I, I know that he loves me and my brothers. Perhaps, he needs more time to find his way in life. I don't know. Sadly, I didn't manage to say "Thank You" to him..I guess it's just too awkward.

Anyhow, it's already Christmas. Merry Xmas to everyone, who reads. Have a blessed and day.

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