Buzz
Embracing the path of nostalgia
On this journey of reminiscence
Exploring the bamboo-lined trail
Every morning awakens anew,
Under the melancholic moon, the riverside mourns.
Beneath the ancient bamboo, time weaves tales of old.
Once upon a time, oh days of yore.
Time, can it ever turn back?
In the humble village.
Guiding you back to my homeland, where bamboo-lined paths meet the sun-kissed coconut shadows.
Longing... for the homeland.
We return this evening... on the old path...
A symbol of resilience: The Vietnamese bamboo.
Summer arrives, with the buzzing of cicadas.
Bamboo toothpicks.
Born from a bamboo tree.
Old bamboo, new shoots.
The legacy of bamboo.
