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When I was a kid, I always loved climbing onto my dad's shoulders. His shoulders were like a warm mountain back then—every time I hopped up, he'd squat down with a smile. There's an old photo whose edges are all frayed. It was taken during Chinese New Year when the snow was falling heavily. Dad was wearing a new leather jacket, and I was riding on his neck, pulling his hair. We both squinted our eyes with laughter at the camera, and his hands were steadily holding my calves.   The moment I restored the photo to high definition and it started moving, Dad's shoulders gave a gentle shake. I seemed to smell the scent of soap mixed with tobacco on him again. His Adam's apple rolled as he hummed off-key children's songs, and beads of sweat trickled down his neck from his temples. But the next second, the image froze. The old photo remained just an old photo, covered in a thin layer of dust.   Tears suddenly fell, splashing onto the album cover and spreading into small marks. Now that my father is no longer here, I'll never have the chance to pat his shoulder and say,
When I was a kid, I always loved climbing onto my dad's shoulders. His shoulders were like a warm mountain back then—every time I hopped up, he'd squat down with a smile. There's an old photo whose edges are all frayed. It was taken during Chinese New Year when the snow was falling heavily. Dad was wearing a new leather jacket, and I was riding on his neck, pulling his hair. We both squinted our eyes with laughter at the camera, and his hands were steadily holding my calves. The moment I restored the photo to high definition and it started moving, Dad's shoulders gave a gentle shake. I seemed to smell the scent of soap mixed with tobacco on him again. His Adam's apple rolled as he hummed off-key children's songs, and beads of sweat trickled down his neck from his temples. But the next second, the image froze. The old photo remained just an old photo, covered in a thin layer of dust. Tears suddenly fell, splashing onto the album cover and spreading into small marks. Now that my father is no longer here, I'll never have the chance to pat his shoulder and say, "Dad, carry me a little further." The weather app on my phone says it will rain tomorrow. He used to nag me about not dressing warmly enough every time the weather changed. But now, staring at the crinkles by his eyes in the photo, I suddenly want to ask if his shoulders are still tired over there. #OldPhotoRestoration #VintagePhotos #TouchingMoment #PhotoRestoration #SilentFatherlyLove #MissingDeceasedLovedOnes #EternalMemory #BloodTies #PowerOfFatherhood #FatherlyLove

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