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Jin-1997

Although I was born in America, I still miss Hong Kong. I remember listening carefully to adults saying that I had to leave Hong Kong before 1997. So I know nothing about it. Ten years after the reunification, Hong Kong seems to be the same. Well, I went back to my mother's house, which really seemed to show that I was stupid until I got off the plane. I seem to have turned back to the future. I have changed my children's summer vacation to keep grandma busy. Most parks absorb fresh air. I don't want to go to Happy World or shopping malls to buy toy stores and markets. If you don't want to buy or send it, you have to go around twice. If you have grandchildren, I will blink. I grew up in Hong Kong, but even the new airport was buried. I didn't know my old bean immigrated to America. A finger plays a drama in the Tang Dynasty, newspapers in the Tang Dynasty, Chinatown and people in the Tang Dynasty all need to be fully exposed. To tell you the truth, I really dreamed of the latest report in 2006. I never thought I would have this opportunity to share my experience with you. I came to Hong Kong for the first time to do a program to stimulate the roller coaster. I don't care how tall I am. I really miss you.

Kim: Let's talk about Lao Dou. Actually, when will you come to America?

Dad: It's been 197 1 year. I'm a senior.

Jin: Er, up and down, you, you remember what Hong Kong was like.

Dad: I remember there were many wild places when I was fourteen or fifteen, but I didn't live at home with you. In fact, Hong Kong is so developed that I can easily miss it. It seems so wet to go to Kai Tak.

Kim: Well, you can even talk about Hong Kong, right?

Dad: If I were a terrier, I would be from Hong Kong. ABC come here.

Kim: Hong Kong, ABC.

Dad: Yes, son, you can't just type my blog. Just ask.

Kim: No, I'm a little stressed.

Dad: Well, I was shocked when you filmed my blog and my interview. I am under pressure.

Kim: Hey, I'm stressed when you're stressed.

Dad: I'm under great pressure to ask questions. Keep asking questions. Why don't you just fan my blog? Would you like to have a look while I'm sunbathing at home?

Kim: Think about it.

Dad: If you want to visit, apologize to me. Kim: OK, I'm sorry.

Dad: shake hands before apologizing.

Kim: Ha ha ha ha.