Top 10 Best Poems About Con Son and Kiep Bac

Will you come visit my hometown with me?

The beloved Hai Duong, famous in the East

Visit the poetic Co Island near Thanh Mien

A beloved countryside that stirs the soul with its beauty.

Or join me to explore Chi Linh's land

Where we walk hand in hand on Con Son Mountain

This is where ancient sages once lived

And where great minds of Vietnam were born.

Stop by Nam Sach, where peaceful rivers flow

Admire Chu Dau pottery, with glazes as clear as jade

Travel to Thu Ky and Gia Loc

My homeland, as cherished as a beautiful tapestry.

Come to Thanh Ha, the land of lychees

By the riverbank, watch kites fly in the wind

In May and June, enjoy the sweet, ripe lychees

Visit Kinh Mon, where peace reigns.

Stop by Mao Dien, a land of great scholars

Where many famous doctors once made history

Creating glory that will forever last

How proud I am of the land in the East.

Author: Nguyễn Đình Huân

The land of Hai Duong is stunningly beautiful

Tranquil, it lets travelers' souls wander freely

A place where the bonds of family are always warm

The love of this land glows eternally bright

Visitors arrive with joy, their hearts lightened

People come with admiration, touched deep inside

Kiep Bac's story lingers in their minds

The majestic Con Son, its beauty reaching the skies.

Author: Nguyễn Quang Long

My homeland is in Thanh Dong

Hai Duong, the land where phoenixes and dragons roam

Thanh Ha, where water swirls and rises

Lychees so sweet, their golden fruit hanging heavy

The famous sticky rice cake of Ninh Giang

The Quan Tranh Temple, where folk songs resound

Co Island in Thanh Mien, where the sun sets

White wings spread wide, drifting in the evening glow

Binh Giang, home to many scholars

The village of Mo Trach, where kings honored talented men

Cẩm Giang, with its elegant robes and crowns

Mao Dien, the second temple in the imperial city

The Bia Temple, renowned for its peaceful lands

The famous healer Tuệ Tĩnh, known for saving lives

Gia Loc, the market of Bóng, worth a visit

Sticky rice cakes, sausages, treats from afar

Con Son and Kiep Bac, their beauty timeless

Chi Linh, with its sacred mountains and temples

Trần Hưng Đạo, steadfast like a pillar

Nguyễn Trãi, whose name echoes through history

Chu Văn An, a wise scholar admired by all

The Cao An Phu Temple in Kinh Môn

People come to pray for blessings and good fortune

In Tứ Kì, the golden rushes sway

The fragrant rươi and tangerines circle the air

Nam Sách, peaceful and pure

Mạc Đĩnh Chi, his name engraved in gold

The Chu Dau pottery, known far and wide

Caravans moving in harmony, connecting trade

Kim Thành, the girl from Lai Vu

With feet like a serpent, crushing enemies with fierce grace

Eastern Vietnam, come visit soon

In these changing days, it matches the grandeur of the old capital

Green bean cakes, poems to treasure

Anyone passing through will want to take them home

The roads are wide, the bridges strong

Trade flows, reaching across the land

The women of Hai Duong are gentle and kind

They work hard, enduring the challenges of life

They love deeply, their hearts full of longing

Loyal and steadfast, their love unchanging

I miss my hometown, Thanh Dong

Far from home, but always yearning...

Author: Hồng Loan

Hai Duong, my homeland, listen closely

The land of the East sends greetings far and wide

Full of deep affection and warm kindness

Come, dear friends, and visit once more

Co Island in Thanh Mien welcomes you

Thanh Ha’s friendly land invites you to explore

Mao Dien, the sacred temple in Cẩm Giang

Charming Green Bean Cakes from the ancient city

Con Son, standing proudly beside Kiep Bac

History forever carved in golden books

Chu Dau pottery, rich in color and craft

Gia Loc's spring rolls, a taste beyond compare

Everyone remembers Hoang Thach Cement

Towering buildings that withstand the test of time

In Đại An, the industry thrives

Growing stronger, a beautiful and prosperous center

No matter where you are, come to visit

You’ll be pleased and touched by Hai Duong

From across a thousand roads, far and near

My homeland calls you to return to her embrace.

Author: Thơ Hải Duong

Last year today, I knelt at Con Son’s feet

The sound of the rhododendron stirred my lonely heart

Though I know the land is wonderfully beautiful

My heart aches for Nguyễn Trãi’s unjust fate!

Where is the stream that gently flows?

Its sound like a broken string echoing through the woods

How beautiful – moss and stone beneath the trees

Wine in hand, my poetic spirit finds peace!

Pines grow like a needle, bamboo sways in the breeze

I seek a cool place to stretch my weary limbs

In my dreams, I see a youthful poet

His words echo through time, his fame forever shining!

A thousand years later, what remains of that fateful meeting?

Joy, sorrow – a night under the full moon!

The old castle has vanished with time

Who truly understands the cost of glory and disgrace?

Author: Đặng Tiên Sinh

Will you come back to Chí Linh, my hometown?

To see the beautiful green tea fields and fertile lands

The girls of Chí Linh are gentle and graceful

Their kindness is as deep as the love they give.

Come back and taste the sweet durian fruit

Visit Con Son and Kiep Bac during the festival season

Listen to the boat song with the 'Lới lơ' melody!

By Mật Sơn Lake, enjoy the scenery of the town.

Will you return to speak of your love?

Promise me we’ll walk through the ancient Chí Linh streets together

Come back, my love, I wait for you with an open heart

Don’t let my youthful days pass without your return!

Come back with me, won’t you?

The people of Chí Linh always welcome with open arms

The girls of Chí Linh have long known this waiting

And my heart remains steadfast, waiting for you to come back...

NVM (23/9/2021)

I will return to your hometown, Hải Dương

On a bright day with a gentle breeze and clear skies

I will visit Con Son, the sweet, heavenly place

Listening to the stream’s song, soft like a melody

I will join you to visit the Kiếp Bạc temple

Then we’ll stroll through the vast, ancient forests

The evening breeze will hum a soft flute tune

It will be full of love, so tender and deep

We’ll have endless fun, joyfully together

With the traditional water puppet show in Thanh Hà

Crafted by skilled artists, passed down through generations

Back to your hometown, I’ll look forward to tasting

The fragrant bánh đậu xanh (green bean cakes)

The sweet flavors of home in the warm bowls of soup

The fried tilapia cooked by your mother’s hands...

I will return to visit your beloved hometown

On the soonest day, I’ll be there, my dear!

Author: Violet Hoa

The sacred atmosphere of the land rises to the sky

The stream meanders around, filling every field

Kiếp Bạc shines with the green of the mountains

Con Son, with its cool streams, reflects a thousand stars

Echoes of the Bình Ngô declaration resound

The legendary Hưng Đạo, with his sword to defeat the invaders

The heroic relics live on forever

Against the fierce winds and heavy rain.

Author: Phạm Đình Nhân

Source: 300 Poems of the Phạm Clan, Literature Publishing House, 2012

Translated Poem:
The Song of Con Son

The stream of Con Son flows gently,

Its sound like the music of a zither in my ears.

The stones of Con Son, covered with moss,

I sit on the rocks, feeling as if on a soft bed.

Among the pines growing like spears,

I seek a cool shade to rest and lie down.

In the forest, the bamboo shades are dense,

Under the soothing green, I casually recite poetry.

Why wait for so long to return?

Why linger in the dust of the world?

What’s the use of wealth and fame?

Rice and vegetables are enough, fate will decide.

The sounds of the world echo through the valley,

With the warmth of pepper, golden and full.

Beyond, on the hills of Thu San,

There are those who suffer hunger, yet pay no heed to fame.

Two paths, each wise in its own way,

Both strive to fulfill their heart’s desires.

Life passes, a hundred years,

We are like plants, our bodies fragile and fleeting.

From joy to sorrow,

From flourishing to withering, all cycles change.

The mountains and the tombs are everywhere,

Once dead, who knows the day of disgrace or glory?

In the end, there is rebirth,

Listen to the song by the banks of Con Son.

Author: Nguyễn Trãi

Hải Dương, with its warmth, reflects the kindness of its people,

Tomorrow, I will return to gaze at Con Son.

The pine trees whisper in the wind, rustling soft and clear,

The stream flows, its sound even sweeter than music.

We'll visit Kiếp Bạc, where history echoes through the ages,

Returning to Hải Dương, how delightful it will be.

Hồng Phong welcomes us with its puppetry,

I will return, surrounded by so much love.

I will forever remember how we stood side by side,

In Ninh Giang, where sweet cakes filled with love await.

The taste of the cake, a symbol of the love given to me,

Its fragrance, a memory that will always remain.

Your homeland is like heaven, filled with deep affection,

Let's unite and share the love we've found.

Hải Dương is beautiful, its threads of connection strong,

Come to me, and together, we will walk this path of love.

Author: Hoa Đồng Nội