Top 10 Poems about Hưng Yên

Welcome back to HƯNG YÊN

To be mesmerized by orchards full of fruit

The HƯNG HẢI River carries abundant shrimp and fish

Fields covered with thousands of green rice plants

The sour soil now nurtures many crops

The people here are honest and diligent

Gentle nature, unaware of anger or resentment

In hardship, the mouth still smiles brightly

Building a life with remarkable intelligence

For the motherland to become richer and more beautiful

Laden with lychees, branches proud and high

With friends always side by side, moving forward

Come once to never forget

The old village has undergone many changes

Many long, wide sugar mills are open

Always welcoming friends for a livelihood

Come here to talk about love and fate

So that winter evenings don't chill the village girls

For HƯNG YÊN, sweet with its own love story

Please come back to the lychee land HƯNG YÊN.

Poetry: Lê Nhường

Have you visited the land of lychee with me?

Bán Nguyệt Lake reflects the shadow of the couple

Immerse the soul in the sound of distant temple bells

Watch the storks gracefully dance in the hometown street.

Under the moonlight, stroll along the riverbank

The river sparkles, flowing back to the past

In the illusion, as if from the legend of Fairy Dung - Dong Tu

Stepping out from the ancient fairy tale.

Together with me, feel the breeze carrying fragrances

The lotus field exudes the scent of young girls

Pinkish hues clinging to the footsteps of many visitors

Captivating souls in the inner charming fields of love.

Dispel the darkness with the shimmering electric lights

The young city adorns itself with new clothes

Every aspiration is reaching out day by day

Hưng Yên, oh! Fulfill the long-awaited expectations.

A moment of reunion, two people counting each second

Savor the thick, sweet aroma of luscious lychees

Each gentle touch, my lips close to yours

The path of love paints our steps in purple hues.

Poem: Lê Duyên

Hưng Yên, my small hometown
With Three Genies Pagoda, fertile alluvial soil
My commune along the Red River's tributary
By the Cai River, known as Tan Chau
My district named Khoai Chau
With Tien Dung returning from Phong Chau
Meeting Chu Dong Tu, lost in fascination
No harshness along the riverbank of the Red River
We have Dạ Trạch vast and extensive
Mudflat, reed field devoted to the King
We have Trieu Quang Phuc passionately
Building a stronghold to resist and defeat the enemy
Under French colonial rule, Đởm post, Phuong Tru
Guerillas bravely fought, forcing the French to retreat
Female guerrilla Hoang Ngan
Bearing blows to defeat the enemy, multiple times the French withdrew
Famous for lychees, joyfully cheering
Gifted by the King, sweet and succulent for years
Pho Hien, with a history of about a thousand years
Now, large streets and roads, a hundred thousand times more
Bac Hung Hai aids farmers
Irrigating fields, contributing to abundant harvests
The whole nation grateful to the General Secretary
For innovating tax policies in a timely manner.
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Hưng Yên 12-01-2022

Author: TG HOA LE XUAN.

The land of fertile alluvial soil, Hưng Yên
Women of Hưng Yên, excellent and loyal
Three Obediences, Four Virtues, admirable qualities
Courageous beyond measure since ancient times.

Ỷ Lan, beautiful and wise
Skilled in diplomacy, a political genius
Empress Regnant for the second time
Contributed to the prosperity of the Ly Dynasty.

Đào Thị Huệ, using both talent and beauty
Sang a song of peach blossoms to kill Ming invaders
Devised a plan, offering wine to intoxicate the enemy
Boldly sacrificed herself to let the enemy drift away in the river.

Two wars seemingly paused before their eyes
Women always resilient and steadfast
Hoàng Ngân, a shining example forever
A woman of strength worthy of the name.

Bùi Thị Cúc, the name of a female hero
Full-moon age, blossoming and beautiful
Youth sacrificed for life
A beauty vanquishing enemies, revealing a glorious battlefield.

These shining, unwavering examples
The Lạc Hồng blood, people of Hưng Yên
For many years, resisting the Americans with enduring determination
My brave mother, selflessly forgetting herself.

Each child sacrificed in battle
Husbands not returning, mothers resenting the cruel enemy
Shouldering the burden, raising soldiers
Resolute, kind, and dutiful to the utmost.

The day of liberation, the sun rises brightly
Spring has come, women are even more radiant
Bright smiles on their lips
Strengthening production, building a prosperous life.

Now, continuing the golden tradition
Still resolute, brave, and loyal
Household chores and national duties carried with strength
Energetic, creative, and intelligent.

Living with humanity, loyalty, and virtue
Confidently weaving love and affection
Building families, developing the homeland
Wealthy people, a strong nation, all joining hands.

Pho Hien, the old town, bustling today
Women, together in integration, rise
Neighborly love from bottom to top
Teaching children to be good, mothers kind and successful.

Always worthy of the Dragon and Phoenix lineage
Women of Hưng Yên, the descendants of heroes
Today we are determined and united
Building and developing the country, rich with youth.

Author: Hoàng Thủy Tiên

Who visits the land of Hưng Yên,

Admires the charming, enchanting daughter,

She's radiantly smiling,

Welcoming the season of bountiful fruits from heaven.

As the sweet and fragrant season arrives,

The local longan trees bear fruits big and succulent.

Nowhere else can compare to this place,

Where trees bear sweet fruits filled with delightful aroma.

This longan belongs to the homeland,

She presents it as a gift to a beloved with heartfelt affection.

She stands there alone,

Perhaps awaiting a distant lover.

She sends this longan as a gift,

To a young man, a symbol of the homeland.

So our love will forever linger,

And you will remember the homeland of longan.

In the future, as husband and wife,

Your heart will forever remember the fields of her homeland.

Longan, sweet fruit of Hưng Yên,

Forever renowned in every corner of the homeland.

Poetry: NT

My hometown shines in history,

Formerly the first and second capital, Hưng Yên,

Many brave hearts devoted themselves,

Sacrificing for the country and the cause of freedom.

Countless individuals overcoming challenges and growing,

Lifetime dedication to the well-being of our people,

In my homeland, there's Nguyễn Văn Ninh,

General Phạm Ngũ Lão, a legendary and resolute figure.

An immortal love story through the ages,

Bắc Sơn, Bãi Sậy, once echoing with heroic songs,

The fragrance of longan blossoms fills the air,

Straight fields as vivid as Đông Hồ paintings.

People and landscapes become poetry,

Bán Nguyệt Lake, where the lady awaits to wash her feet,

Oh, don't hesitate or have second thoughts,

Come visit the longan land, bond with dear friends.

Author: Hồng Phúc

Come with me back to Hưng Yên,

Whispers of someone singing, sweet and enchanting.

Stroll through Phố Hiến for a while,

This is the trading port in my heart, my dear!

Time passes, but never forgets,

The tranquil village market with its rhythmic nights and days.

I enter Hiến Pagoda, where the bell tolls,

A soul serene, like paradise for so long.

Visit Đồng Tử Temple, with profound grace,

Tall buildings, love overflowing, released and flowing.

Đa Hòa, Dạ Trạch... holding grudges,

A thousand years, Bãi Sậy... still etched in memory.

Celebrate Hàm Tử, the day of departure,

Visit the Mẫu Temple... adorned, elegant, abundant.

An eight-hundred-year-old tree, how astonishing!

Bending Bán Nguyệt Lake, who built it, extending an invitation?

Gently swaying in an elegant posture,

Hằng Nga combs her hair, which mirror did she drop?

Làng Nôm, fields of rice to the horizon,

The banyan tree, the water's edge... who sits there, fishing?

Roofs disappearing in the distance, melancholy ripples,

Release the soul with the wind, quickly sinking into the sad direction.

Local specialties of the homeland,

Longan in Phố Hiến, sheltering softly on tender lips.

Flavorful soy sauce, calling its name,

Frogs embracing, quivering, scripting a date.

Who granted the chicken liver pâté?

Returning, murmuring, worried, thin and gaunt.

Where are you hiding, my dear?

Evening shadows eagerly clutch the souls of trees.

Hưng Yên ripens in the red dreams,

The sound of hearts rushing to the shore of love.

Author: Thiên Ân

I returned to visit your hometown

Ripe longans in Hưng Yên, the eighth month

As the autumn breeze just arrived at the lake

My heart stirred in the warm early-season sun.

Fragrance wafting through the old garden

Round, ripe fruits bursting with vitality

Thick pulp, white skin, golden-brown, water-rich

Sweetness distinct, the scent of your homeland.

I came to Hưng Yên, my affection grew stronger

The landscapes, the famous temples and shrines

The rosy-cheeked, friendly local girls

Under the tilting autumn sun, heading home.

In August, along the embankment, your homeland's longans ripen

A boat carries autumn, overflowing with longing

On my first day, I felt a bit bewildered

Calling the ferry as the longans turned ripe.

I returned to your beloved homeland, oh my dear

Love for the land of Hưng Yên, love immeasurably

It earnestly lulls my soul like that

When returning from the longan season in your homeland.

Author: Tạ Thăng Hùng

Has anyone come to Hưng Yên?

Visit my longan garden

Plump, sweet, and refreshing longans

The King's advancing longan variety

Exceptional specialty

Afternoon rain, morning sunshine

The fragrance of longans permeates every lung and heart chamber

Beneath the azure sky

The longan orchard stands charmingly

Displaying bunches of delicious, fragrant fruits brimming with sweetness

I love my hometown

So, I love every inch of this land...

Author: Ngô Minh Hằng

So, the longan season returns

Far from home, haven't been to Hưng Yên for so long

Due to constant work engagements

Haven't revisited my Hưng Yên homeland.

Homeland carries so much meaning, so much emotion

There, the shadow of the past lingers

Life's fate is bitter, full of sourness

Since then, we've drifted apart... lost each other now.

Author: Nguyễn Hải Bình