I watched the first part last night and the latter part at noon. After reading it, my friend told me to go out, and then I got up and left. It was a little chilly outside, which made me awake a little bit from the groggy. Another ordinary afternoon. An old man completed his reconciliation with his family and himself after he was over half a hundred years old. He has what he loves. Although his life is not so good and his family seems to have abandoned him, he still tries hard to make what he loves to exist better. He also found a way, although not in a good way. People are always surrounded by something in their life, and then they come out at some point for the rest of their lives. This will be a long story. Earl reminded me of my father, a man who didn't read a lot, couldn't say anything nice, couldn't express his feelings, had a bad temper and was almost paranoid, and worked diligently day in and day out to take care of the family. I never thought that my father also had a very wonderful life. He has also seen many interesting things in many places, met many strange people, and heard many stories. If he didn't listen to him expressing too much, he would also be bored and unhappy at a certain moment. But he didn't express too much, he just smoked and drank alcohol for himself. His way of expressing love is by cooking, cooking what I love and avoiding what my mother doesn't eat. I like Earl, and I think of my father, who is a lot like Earl, a man full of stories.
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