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A father’s love is like the vast sky—

wordless, yet boundless.

It gives us the courage to pierce through mist and doubt,

and shields the pure, blazing fire of our dreams.

With his shoulders, he upholds the lights of a thousand homes;

with his eyes, he kindles the way toward our farthest shores.

He is the hardy cypress rooted in the cliffs of Songping Valley,

standing tall and unyielding through shifting frost and thaw.

He is the serene bamboo raft on Mumian Lake,

ferrying us calmly across life’s swells and still waters.

He is the silent, steadfast rock of Qizi Bay,

guarding the years with quiet grace and abiding peace.

A father’s love is like a lamp—

never flaunting its warmth,

yet always shining to light our way home.

On this day brimming with gratitude and blessings,

let us take time as our parchment

and weave our longing into the tenderest lines:

May you stay strong and well, and may beauty and light accompany you all your days!