A man is the scorching sun of summer, the shade of a woman's banyan tree, and the cool breeze of a fan. An umbrella on the head in the rainy season, the immense joy of enjoying nature at the white and blue fair in autumn, dewy grass on the morning of autumn, light fog as a companion for wandering around the fair in nature, the cold on the body, and the waves floating in the tide of love in spring.
A man's life is very difficult - a man.
As infinite as the sky, as shady as a banyan tree, as deep as the ocean in the mind, and as patient as the height of the mountain.
Like a blue voice, he holds all the poisons within himself, hides his tears in his chest, boxes up his hobbies and pleasures, and fulfills his family responsibilities.
He mixes his tears in the rainwater, gives up his happiness with a smile, and turns himself into a coconut.
By giving up his thousand dreams, he becomes a dreamer for his younger brothers and sisters, sons and daughters. He devotes himself to the service of his parents.
Real men hold the hand of the woman they love tightly in any situation. Even though they are human, they are steadfast like a machine. They hide all their pain and make a vow to keep everyone happy.
A man is a sailor who shows the way to a lost woman, a magical guide in the chaos of life, a beautiful and smooth day, and the address of mental happiness and peace.
One cannot become a man just by being born into a male family - a man who does not consider a woman an object of enjoyment or a toy, who does not try to make a woman a puppet in his hands, who does not consider a woman as property.
Being a man is not easy; a real man is actually one who knows how to protect a woman, knows how to respect her in all situations, considers a woman as a treasure, not a property.
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