My father is a sensitive man he does not like others mentioning that he did not finish senior high school. At that time his family was too poor to support his education and he quarreled with his teacher because he scolded him and laughed at him in class. He went out to find a job. He was smart and learnt architecture by himself. In China in the 90s there were a lot of choices. A boss did not mind if you didn't have a qualification. My father worked with undergraduates，but he did not like it when others asked him where he graduated. He thought about this problem and responded "I graduated from the society university because at that time，a book from Russia was very famous—《мои университеты》.The writer learnt everything by himself，just like my father. But I had another edition. When my parents were going out they talked in a park，my father told her his problem. My mother liked reading and had just read that book so she gave that humorous response to my father. Now my father works in a factory. Because of the economic crisis in China he could not support his construction company. Every time he drives in this city，he always tells me the name of every building he built. He remembers every road in this city，every story concerning their construction with his team and partners. Once when we were walking somewhere I was not familiar with，he suddenly stopped and said ："This used to be farmland ，after it was built we lived here and sent you to a kindergarten which you did not like. I suddenly remembered ：It was snowing heavily, and my father was walking to work in the light blue snow. I would never foget this picture，because on that day，I was allowed to stay at home because of the heavy snow，and my father treaded lightly on the blue snow, and left a series of footprints，like a bird.

My father is a sensitive man; he does not like others mentioning that he did not finish senior high school. At the time, his family was too poor to support his learning, and he quarrelled with his teacher，because that man scolded him and laughed at him in class. He went out to find a job; he was smart and learnt architecture by himself. In the 90s in China，there were lots of opportunities; the boss did not mind if you (did not have?) a Certificate. My father worked with undergraduates，but he did not like it when others asked him where he graduated. He thought about this problem and had a response：I graduated from the society university，because at that time, there was a book from Russia that was very famous—《мои университеты》.That writer learnt everything by himself，just like my father. But I had another edition. When my mother fell in love with him, they talked in a park and my father told her that problem. My mother liked reading and had read that book，so she gave that humorous answer to my father. Now my father worked in a factory. During the economic crisis in China，he could not support his construction company. Every time that he drives in this city, he tells me the name of every building he built. He remembers every road in this city and every story of constructing them with his team and partners. Once, when we walked in a place I was not familiar with，he suddenly stopped and said: "there was a farmland here; after constructing it, we lived here and sent you to a kindergarten，which you did not like." A strange picture suddenly appeared in front of me ：It was snowing heavily and my father walked to work in the light blue snow. I will never forget this picture，because that day，I was allowed to stay home from kindergarten because of the heavy snow，and my father treaded lightly on the blue snow, leaving behind a series of footprints，like a bird.