Mixed Feelings

From a mother who loved me dearly, and a father who is stubborn but tough.

I am from the Land of Stories, A Tale of Magic.

From the smell of the leather sofa, plus the peeling skin of the wooden table.

I am from dumplings and sushi, the lovely aroma of tomato soup.

I am from a decorated shoebox, filled with Christmas crafts from school.

From Thanksgiving and the Mid-Autumn Festival, to the Christmas tree shining in the dark.

I am from Canada, From lakes and forests, Ranging from mountains to rivers.

I am from my memories, forever in my past.

Light wood

From the childhood song, See You Again, and the Fight Song.

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