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1. PASSING THROUGH FAMOUS LANDSCAPES...
Brushing past the Trang An rivers and mountains
Both banks adorned with ancient white reeds
A boat gently sways amidst light rain
Back to the past as if it were just yesterday.
Footprints of our ancestors along the old path
Through a history shining brightly
Clearing chaos, building an imperial city
The Imperial Citadel's prestige shines brightly
A region abundant with mountains and rivers
Friends from all corners eager to visit
There, beautiful women dreamily gaze
Dreaming under the moon's reflection in Vân Giang
Original forests deep and vast
Cúc Phương once wild and vibrant with life
Tam Cốc's golden season with boats sailing
The scent of lotus blossoms permeates Vân Long's sky
Phát Diệm's evening bell resonates
Moving souls with the essence of autumn's heart
Cồn Nổi whispers in the wind
Phù Sa's Đáy River overflowing with autumn's gold
Kim Sơn's rice wine exudes richness
Xẩm melodies echo deeply rooted folk tunes
From north to south, traversing through
A region of majestic and magical landscapes
Moss-covered wonders cast mystical shadows
Hoa Lư's epic poems resonate through the ages
Gently drifting like clouds
Ninh Bình, a stunning beauty amidst Vietnam's skies.
12.2019
2. REUNION...
Giggling, we're truly childish
Old school, old friends, we remember teachers
Eagerly nostalgic, seeking reunion
Carrying memories that never fade.
A few old boys... now with gray hair
Hugging, reminiscing old loves
Quietly recalling, not expressing
Carrying regrets till now.
...
Gathered again, talking about old times
Simple meals, surplus clothes
Early mornings full of dreams
Barefoot, braving the rain to class
Still chaotic, no harmony
Old folks and youngsters vying
Let them be happy and noisy
As we step out, feeling lost once more.
11.2019
3. HOMECOMING...
Oh hometown... where have you hidden?
Riverside, communal house, swaying bridges
Footprints in muddy alleys
Following buffaloes plowing thin fields
Where are the clustered thatched roofs?
Evening smoke surrounds the bamboo village
Who remembers the golden moon?
The cooperative yard lively with childhood...
Back to the village, feeling like in a dream
Changed, stunned, my soul freezes
Village paths, vibrant with flowers
Both sides fragrant, awaiting distant kin
White egrets traverse the sky
The vast 'Mẫu lớn' field, lush and green
Cement bridges span the canal
Electric lights glitter, guiding the way home
Urban shadows overlay the rural scene
Houses, vehicles, late-night stalls bustling
Where are the deserted hamlets?
Missing father herding sheep through the days...!
A mesmerizing tour, overwhelming joy and warmth
Homeland constantly renewing each hour
Gazing, my heart fills with nostalgic excitement.
13.12.2019
4. AUTUMN SHADES
Golden sun, a field of hay
Gentle breeze rustles leaves on branches
The sky appears clearer today
Layered clouds await the rain.
You've been away for so long
Today autumn arrives, I've waited long
You return, bringing the cool breeze
Rustling, whispering, sowing sorrows in me.
As you return, leaves shed from branches
Anger dissipates, green hues return to the sky
Stubbornly remaining in life's embrace
Waiting for spring to sprout, you depart.
A faint breeze softly nudges
Gently nudging leaves along the doorstep
Ten o'clock, adding purple daisies
Bees and butterflies frolic in the garden.
Night falls, the moon fades
Gone are the blinding, scorching days
You return, calming love
Longing sent, just enough to suffice.
8.2019
5. WELCOMING AUTUMN...
Last night.
A car, parked by the roadside.
Wrapped in a blanket of faded yellow leaves
From the trees, all sap gone last night
Leaves departed with the chilly breeze...
This morning
The sky gray again, gentle breeze sways
Still the leaves, falling back to their roots
The gardener, nurturing colors
Golden leaves, hues of lingering green snow
Hastily leaving branches with their peers.
Oh, suddenly remember
Summer bid farewell last day
The sun-drenched car passing by the roadside
Crickets chirping, horns honking, cicadas' songs
Kids on the street, marveling and gazing
Nostalgic for the clusters of phoenix flowers.
Autumn has arrived
Bright golden hues
The sky denser, space tighter
Autumn slowly arrives on the boat
Cool water leaning gently against the back.
Release gently, serene welcoming of autumn./.
8.2019
6. JUST A SMILE
Accidentally encountering a lovely smile,
Suddenly, the heart throbs, the soul dances.
That smile touches her eyes
Awakening the burning longing of days gone by!
Rosy cheeks, dove-like eyes
A smile sprinkled with melancholy in someone's heart?
7.2019
7. SUN-KISSED!
A SUNBEAM... accidentally falls into his eyes
Suddenly, INTOXICATION arrives, the heart races
In a gentle smile... the sun quickly departs
Leaving vastness under the blue sky.
Why does the sun leave... unable to speak?
The sun smiles, the heart lightens, eyelashes blink
Confused, hurried, I turn away
Deep in my heart, a figure walks away.
Hope to meet you again, at dawn
Gentle, pure, after rebirth
Muffled murmurs, the sun struggles
Burning my heart with a love affair./.
8. SLOWLY EMBRACING SPRING...
Spring wings flaunt pink hues
Tet festivities linger
A touch of winter adorns the attire
Radishes bloom hesitantly in yellow
Oars slow in the festive stream
Merging into the flow of celebrations
Seeking blessings, fortune, and prosperity
Spring romance exudes fragrance
In January, sunbeams shed
Whitening the alleys with Ban flowers
Outside, swallows soar across the sky
Spring weaves like a silk cloth
Fragrant pomelo blossom in lush hair
Tilting umbrellas shyly
In the midst of endless silence
Lost in the embrace of spring...!
02.2020
9. ONCE UPON A TIME AND FOREVER...
(Written for comrades who were once members of the 600th CAVT Battalion)
Remember the day when I didn't choose to enter the school
To become a teacher preaching in the future
Instead, I chose to love the profession following the beat
Of the passionate heart loving the green color
Out there, the peaceful ocean islands
Along the border, forests full of dreams
I became a soldier in green uniform
Determined to wield my gun to protect the peace of the Motherland
Even though dreams have not yet become reality
Not going to the front lines or the border
The country chose, I, a dutiful son
Keeping peace in the central workplace
Amidst Ba Dinh where the heart of the nation lies
Lac's blood flows to every homeland
I'm there amidst the peaceful land and sky
Harmonizing with the flow, there lies the resting place of the Great Leader
We, comrades, joyful and loving life
Being trusted by the leaders
A bit of tension in our tasks but still cheerful
Truly proud, there we remain loyal
According to the laws of time, swiftly passing by
Leaving behind historical imprints, changes
Then going to study elsewhere to grow
Never forgetting the soldiers in green.
10.2019
10. SPRING STROLL...
Spring reigns among the leaf gaps
Youthful buds tinted in azure
A bit of haste in the winter sky
Following the gentle release of branches by sunlight
Gently against my shoulder
Your cheeks blush brightly
Reflecting sparkling spring drops
Intense with every breath
Butterflies lightly tapping at the door
Casually strolling through the spring garden
Beyond the temple gate echoes the bell
Tranquil heart within the near distance...!
02.2020
11. JANUARY WITH MOTHER...
In January, mother hurries to the field
Patching up the small piece of land by the river awaiting
Spring sky lightly drizzles
Mother's embroidery embellishes the green riverbank
'Thượng nguyên' holiday awaits mother's return
Head adorned with a ceremonial hat, ascending the temple
Praying for favorable weather from the heavens
Grass and trees flourish, blessing the land
Mother's figure, worn from years of toil
Bent back bearing the weight of her springtime
Silently enduring sacrifices
Hoping husband and children find peace amidst life's challenges
January, we miss you dearly, mother!
Prosperity budding green and blue, burgeoning
Recalling a simpler time
Leaning into mother's embrace, spring overflows…
02.2020
12. QUIET NIGHT IN THE COUNTRYSIDE
Amidst the silent midnight
Hearing the earth breathe behind the house
Restless in profound calm
Revisiting nostalgic tales
Returning home after a while
Inhaling deeply the scent of earth
Gently releasing our souls
Swimming in the realm of memories
Altar incense faintly lingering
Festive spring scent saturating
Immersed in the scene of Buddha
Heart as vast as the countryside
Tet has arrived! Who has yet to return
A moment of countryside tranquility
Merging into intoxication
The melody of homeland burning eternally...
Ha Tinh, night of 16.01.2020
13. MOMENT OF TRANSITION...
The clock hands laboriously move
Transitioning to the final moment
Across the sacred milestone
Tears welling in reverent eyes
The transition moment haltingly passes
Earth and sky seem to slow down
Hearing the buds gently stir
Spring overflowing with love
Wishing eternal youthfulness
Wishing family prosperity
Our nation remains steadfast
Humanity's warmth deeply felt
A fleeting stir in the heart
Harmonizing with heaven and earth
Floral fragrance fills the air
Hints of spring dust linger
01.2020
14. WHITE STRAND...
If one were to release a gentle gaze
Unintentionally caught amidst a rose garden
Startled, gently shaking a butterfly
Treading upon powdery dust, amidst swaying pink petals
Faint fragrance lingering
Round wings dotted with dewy rain
Threads of the heart lightly clinging to flower stamens
Swaying, lost in sync with the heart's rhythm
Trembling, intoxicated with emotion, swaying as if at dawn
Across a white strand carried by the wind
Awakening to a sudden, intoxicated trance
8.2019
15. CIRCUMAMBULATION
Raindrops
At the tip of leaves
Glistening, rounded.
Too heavy
Leaves dangling
Gently swaying...
Falling swiftly
Carrying the green hue.
Seeping into the earth
Seeds sprouting green
Becoming trees, becoming leaves
Water droplets returning
Clutching onto leaf tips
....
Around and around... laborious
Forever preserving the green
9.2019
16. FOR YOU
Far away, mountains and rivers
Whose shadow illuminates a captivating smile
The tranquil beauty of nature fades
As the wind tousles your hair, enhancing your charm
A beauty stirring with anticipation
Leaves the valiant unsettled
Why does your light step onto the boat
A graceful lady drifting toward the ancient capital...
11.2019
17. SEPTEMBER FAREWELL...
Tomorrow September will depart
Autumn is reluctantly bidding farewell.
October, with its wildflowers and asters,
Nestles quietly beside deserted streets as autumn passes by.
Leaves in disarray on the veranda,
A heavy heart bids a long farewell to a friend.
The cat lounges lazily at summer's end,
Sadly indifferent to the laughter of bees.
The golden sun faintly descends,
Enveloping fluttering butterflies throughout the garden.
September leaves behind its tender sky,
Sowing seeds of longing in waiting hearts.
October brings a hint of winter's chill,
Numbing the moment of autumn's departure.
Parting ways, what can I say,
Goodbye September, swiftly return.
10.2019
18. REMEMBERING...
(Commemorating the 50th anniversary of Uncle Ho's passing
21/7/1969 - 21/7/2019 lunar calendar)
50 years, it seems like just yesterday,
People bid farewell, tears still fresh.
Echoes of His words before departure,
Pouring heartfelt wishes into generations.
For today's independence of the nation.
Autumn comes, August adorned with flags and flowers,
The nation celebrates, singing songs of victory.
Bac's image spans the length of the country,
Walking side by side with continents...
The day He left... the country divided in two,
Not yet unified, the two regions still separate.
Peace brings beautiful development,
Today our country is dignified,
Complete joy... if today with Bac.
Today His commemoration... the whole nation bows,
Thank you for declaring independence,
Leading the nation to civilization.
We pledge to fulfill His will,
Lac blood always flows in our hearts,
On the path to civilization's shore,
The nation is braving the storm,
Blood may shed... but the East Sea, islands,
Are the nation's sovereignty to protect,
If someday we must ride the wind,
Tread the waves of the East Sea to preserve independence,
We promise, Uncle, the Vietnamese people are determined,
To maintain peace and national integrity.
Let's bow for a moment beneath His portrait,
To remember and cherish His distant journey,
The soul of the nation is His,
Manifesting with the people's resounding praise.
21.8.2019
19. THIS AFTERNOON ON LÁNG STREET...
Oh, yesteryears! Does anyone still remember?
The weekend rendezvous on Láng street
Hurriedly together on a chilly winter afternoon
Along the lush green fields of vegetables
Láng street, once with few tall houses
Together like our homeland's features
Two heads leaned, casting faint shadows
Under the lights, amidst the green canopy
Passing by, reminiscing fragile memories
Hearts ablaze with nostalgic ecstasy
The bustling road, the old street no longer desolate
No one in sight, the figures of yesteryears
Láng street this afternoon, damp with raindrops
A hint of the past rushes back in the cold winter
Dazed, seeking, memories once forgotten
A mystical era, now gone!
The hustle and bustle swept away
To both ends of the horizon, illusions linger
Today amidst the vast expanse
A bit of excitement... recalling, sending to the past!
12.2019
20. MY HOMELAND, KIM LỘC...
(Dedicated to Kim Lộc)
Oh, how I long to return to Nghệ, my dear!
For fear of straying too far, half a lifetime has passed,
Nights restlessly yearning for the realm of memories,
A homeland scalding hot with bygone times.
In our homeland, Kim Lộc whispers, oh my dear,
Beside the cradle, the melody of mother's lullaby in childhood,
Imprinted verses nurturing a poetic soul.
I've traversed the homeland's various regions,
Nowhere like the rustic Land, the bustling Market,
Mật Thiết, Yên Tràng, village names and lands.
Footprints in the mud from schooldays,
Together with friends, overcoming hardships in our youth...
Our homeland in the past was also arduous,
Bearing the scorching sun and enduring storms,
Sharing in the fiery blood of war.
A land of poverty, generations of honor,
Like La Sơn in the era of Quang Trung Nguyễn Huệ,
Once aiding kings in founding kingdoms and building cities;
Today, Kim Lộc's descendants continue,
Assuming national responsibilities, commanding sectors.
Somewhere across the length of the nation,
Are talents carrying the bloodline of our homeland.
Sent to you, rooted in our homeland,
With fervent hearts and longing.
Every day, immersed in contemplation,
Eradicating poverty, constructing civilized lives.
Even when far away, never forgetting gratitude and affection,
Where the essence flows within the veins,
Where voices carry the weight of folk songs,
Hà Tĩnh's identity, deeply vibrant.
I will return, my dear, I feel the longing!
A cup of strong wine, with a bowl of green tea.
My homeland once had many thatched houses,
Now rising, adorned with fresh red roofs.
Hearing of my homeland's journey to new rural areas,
What is there to lose compared to urban life...
I long to return to the love and longing,
At the end of the embankment, the silhouette of returning evenings,
Where in the past, promises were solemnly made,
By those who left, and those who stayed behind.
I will return to nestle in mother's embrace,
Hearing lullabies echoing the essence of our homeland./.
7.2019
