Top 10 Poems about Hanoi for Children

Hanoi boasts kites

Spinning on their own indoors

No need for winds to blow

No need for you to run far

Hanoi has many flowers

Bundled carefully

Many folks buy flowers

Smiling faces everywhere

Hanoi has Hoan Kiem Lake

Water clear as ink

By the lake stands the Pen Tower

Writing poetry into the sky

Hanoi has many ramparts

Guns' bellies filled with bullets

And many dolls

Round figures for all

Hanoi has electric trains

Rattling along the tracks

People getting on and off

Everyone looks beautiful

Even after years of bombardment

Ba Dinh remains green with trees

Golden moon at One Pillar Pagoda

Tay Ho adorned with flying flowers…

Author: Tran Dang Khoa

I love my mother like the sky above

So vast, it never ends

How can I know

Where the sky truly lies?

The sky is wide and high

Mother hopes, when will I arrive!

I love my mother like Hanoi

To remember her, I'll search everywhere

From this street to that

I'll find my mother soon

Hanoi is too vast

Streets like spider webs

These streets and those

Meeting mother, how can I meet them all!

I love my mother like the school

All day long, I stay there

When I study, when I play

There, I always have my mother

But when I come home at night

I'm far from school again

While mother stays alone

She misses me very much

Her nature is to always remember

Always wanting to be with me

If there's anything closer

I love my mother with that

Oh mom, there's a cricket

Always in my matchbox

Open it and you'll see

I love my mother with that cricket.

Author: Xuân Quỳnh

Hanoi, the capital city grand

Stand at Hang Mam, gaze the land

There's O Quan Chuong, Dong Xuan Bridge

Hang Duong, Hang Dao, not out of reach

Turn at Hang Nau, leads to Dong Xuan Market

Hang Than, Hang Cot, footsteps market

Passing Hang Long, near the railway station

Back to Hang Lo, then turn right

Hoa Lo Street, straight is the way

Along Cau Thi, we walk calmly

Twilight at Cho Duoi, bustling spree

Buy and sell in a hurry to be free

Not lingering till the market closes for the day

Our street, briefly told this way

For Western Street, one must sway: Trang Tien

Thai Ha, Truong Buoi, Trung Hien

With trams running all through the day

Fares are cheap, come what may

Two pennies for a ticket, you're on your way

There's even a bus station in play

Transporting passengers, goods at one's pay.

The lakeside view is quite merry.

- Collected -

Gather to play across Long Thanh,

Thirty-six streets, each lane shines its own way:

Hang Bo, Hang Bac, Hang Gai,

Hang Buom, Hang Thiec, Hang Hai, Hang Khay,

Ma Vi, Hang Dieu, Hang Giay,

Hang Lo, Hang Cot, Hang May, Hang Dan,

Pho Moi, Phuc Kien, Hang Than,

Hang Ma, Hang Mam, Hang Ngang, Hang Dong,

Hang Muoi, Hang Non, Cau Dong,

Hang Hom, Hang Dau, Hang Bong, Hang Be,

Hang Thung, Hang Bat, Hang Tre,

Hang Voi, Hang Giay, Hang The, Hang Ga,

Around to Hang Da,

Travel the streets, so beautifully quaint.

First bustling area Long Thanh,

Streets laid out like a chessboard game.

People return, in awe they remain,

Poetic notes, capture the cultural flame.

- Collected -

Welcoming You Back to Hanoi

The sky spreads its vast blue

Streets blazing hot

Seemingly sulking at you

You've been away for too long

Forgetting Hanoi, how?

Returning to Hanoi

Night's veil, wind whispers

Alleyways, narrow paths

As if longing for your return

You go to Hanoi, remember

Don't want to leave you anywhere

Returning to Hanoi

Glistening lights

Sounds and melodies

Merge with your steps

You go to Hanoi, eagerly awaited

You return to Hanoi, joyful

Returning to Hanoi

After days apart

Meeting with nostalgia

Still the street corner, the road

When you're far, do you remember?

A beloved Hanoi.

Author: ShinichiTN

Hanoi boasts many beautiful scenes

With its green Sword Lake, floating Turtle Tower

The vast expanse of the sea, the Red River

Indulging in delicious dishes every day

I love the capital city of Hanoi

Where I live, there are so many things.

-Collected-

Joyful steps echo along Hanoi streets

Proudly known as the children's capital

Sword Lake sparkles, Turtle Tower's silhouette

Dong Da Hill where ancient victories stay

How we love this city with a thousand years of history

Our forefathers endured countless sacrifices

Building and preserving this heroic capital

For a thousand years, resilient and splendid

Joyful steps echo along Hanoi streets

Proudly known as the children's capital

We still hear the echoing voice of Uncle Ho

Calling us to follow our forefathers' steps

Carrying on traditions of resilience for thousands of years

To rise together, study harder

The capital shines with the light of peace.

Author: ShinichiTN

Gather to behold the beauty of Sword Lake

Witness Thê Húc Bridge, admire Ngọc Sơn Temple

The Pen Tower, the Ink Slab stand steadfast

Who, we ask, crafted this land of rivers and mountains?

-Compiled-

“Love Hanoi, we love Hanoi,

Love our parents, love our dear home.

Happy friends, kind teachers,

So many things here that we cherish.

By the lake stands the lovely Turtle Tower,

The Red River sings through all four seasons.

Visiting Uncle Ho in his mausoleum,

So many beloved figures here.”

Author: Bao Trong

Hanoi dots the red mark

The sun fans flames from coal

Dreamy banyan trees shed leaves

Midnight summer streets bared

Hoan Kiem Lake cool and fresh

Suddenly someone boils tamarind

Cicadas shed skins with sobs

Flamboyant flowers blaze bright

Streams of people sweat, cars honk

Scarves cover faces, roads sizzle

The cage bird stops singing — still?

Hanoi, the well in your eyes

Cools flesh, marks it red!

A verse lowers heat, soothing

Suddenly green, green streets!

Author: Phan Huy Hung