The world is an endless expanse of sea, beyond which lie boundless aspirations and hopes. The youth, drawn by these dreams, leave the harbors where they grew up without hesitation, embarking on seemingly endless adventures. Home is like an island, and also like a lighthouse—always the coordinates guiding wanderers back. A father’s love is deep and enduring, as vast as the earth, and as silent as the earth. He gently places his babbling child into a small boat, guiding the little one’s clumsy attempts at rowing. As the child grows, the boat becomes larger, and the range of their journeys expands further.
One day, the child will set off for distant shores, just as the father did in his youth. What remains unchanged is the lighthouse, which has guarded generations of wanderers, radiating its warm light.
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