What is the meaning of home?

When I was young, my home was my mother's nagging, my father's scolding, a birdcage for boredom, and a bondage to a free life. What is home? In my eyes, my father's home is the land of cattle and sheep, the blue sky, the labor of sweat dripping down the grass, and the sweetness of the heavy ears of rice. What is home? The home I love deeply is the embrace of my parents, the reunion dinner during the festival, the family affection that is thicker than water, the constant longing, the call of love, and a warm harbor.