Top 10 Most Beautiful Poems About An Giang

Dreaming of returning to An Giang

My heart is swept by the winds of love, blooming ever brighter

Meeting you, I can only smile

Admiring your delicate twenty years of life

Long Xuyen, Chau Doc... there they are!

Chau Thanh, Chau Phu... words of love exchanged

The song of Cho Moi, soaring in the air

Tinh Bien, An Phu... love drawing us closer

The homeland rich with fish and shrimp

The rice fields sing, the garden shadows dance

I cherish the thot not tree, so simple

Under the midday sun, tears fall from deep pain

Spinning silk, planting mulberry trees...

This is the land where Tân Châu nourishes the lake

Passing through the Seven Mountains with a breeze

On the river, you dry your clothes, carefree

Mount Sam carves the stone of life’s pain

The hands of the craftsmen, exceptional and skillful

Glimpsing the vast waters

In the rice season, the river’s ebb brings deep thoughts

Venerating the spirit of the Lady of the Mountain

The eternal soul, forever lingering in life

Cù Lao Giêng, where laughter rings true

Cù Lao Ông Hổ, forever grateful in spirit

Here, I adore the local dishes

Sour mango salad, delicate sticky rice fostering love

Chau Doc fish paste, echoing memories

Seven Mountains’ beef, who will take it home in the evening?

An Giang, a fleeting moment of love

Goodbye, my eyes follow you as you leave.

Author: Thiên Ân

No lantern can shine brighter than that of Chau Doc

No hill stands taller than the ones in Can Tho

I love you, you walk slowly with a dreamy air

Like a scene where Tôn Cáo waits for Bạch Viên.

- Collected from folklore -

Oh, An Giang

Even before visiting, I miss you

Golden wild rice fields

Lighting up a riverbank

Flowers fluttering like butterfly wings

Returning to meet

With the rising water season

Endlessly vast

Oh, An Giang

Before loving, I miss you

Seven mountains veiled in mist

Waiting for a visitor

Faint outlines of distant hills

As tomorrow suddenly blooms

Bringing the warmth of sunlight

From a distant sky

Oh, An Giang

Even before leaving, I miss you

Your long hair sways

The storks flying

Travelling across many years

To a time long past

Vast green fields

Stretching to the horizon.

Author: Trịnh Bửu Hoài

Falling for the girl from An Giang

With a graceful figure, gentle and so lovely

Your homeland is blessed with mountains and rivers

The green fields and shimmering rice paddies

The river flows gently, endlessly

With the Seven Mountains steeped in poetry

For you, the kind-hearted girl

I, a visitor from Hue, am enchanted by you

You, the girl from An Giang

With your gentle nature and impeccable grace

I, the stranger, deeply infatuated

In love with you because my heart beats only for you

I adore the violet twilight

The golden sunset shimmering with affection

Oh, lovely girl, petite and charming

May you joyfully accept this heartfelt love

I cherish you, the sweet and virtuous girl

I, a boy from Hue, with my poetic soul

Hue, a land of deep emotions and dreams

I hope you will accept this innocent love from afar...

Author: Thanh Bình.

The sun struggles to breathe, clouds drift over the mountains

The bodhi leaves whisper softly in the breeze

Three rivers, the fertile silt flows like honey

On Tiên Isle, misty and mysterious

Tan Chau, the land of silk, where spring shyly arrives

Longing for the color of the violet lotus that floats

My heart fills with old dreams

At first touch, hands didn’t want to part

At the riverside café, the bitter coffee sips

Smoke curls, drifting, like memories of friends

Forgetting and remembering, tucked in drawers

Life drifts, vague like the morning mist

The church bell chimes, echoing nostalgia

Eyes follow the distant past

At every crossroads, facing joy and sorrow

How do we ever finish speaking of sunshine and rain?

You and I, sharing our bonds of affection

The garden of love grows anew, day by day

Opening the door to hear the birds sing

Whatever life brings, it’s worth living, my dear!

- Collected -

The plains suddenly seem to lack sunlight

Floodwaters spread, turning the fields into seas

Do you see it? Humanity feels so small

But our willpower is vast and limitless!

Each day, the waters continue to rise

And each day, we must outwit nature’s fury

In hunger and hardship, we must carry the load together

But where are the tears that can truly save us, my dear?

Lives and possessions have sunk into the depths

Enduring a lifetime, in an instant, we’re left with nothing

In life and death, there’s no dividing line between them

Who owes whom, the people or the heavens?

We cannot stand by and wait for death

Let’s rise together, through heartache and sorrow

Let love empower us and bring new strength

The waters will recede, and life will bloom again!

After the flood, the sun will shine bright

Earth and people will plant the seeds of renewal

The white stork’s wings will carry the ancient songs

An Giang, my homeland, will smile again!

- Collected -

Excitement stirs at Ong Ho Island

The sun pierces the sky, casting golden rays

The flowers promise a return of butterflies

Life flows in harmony along the winding rivers

Love and longing are sown, a connection that endures

The vibrant hues of silk robes worn by passersby

Let us breathe in the scent of the fields and breeze

My heart carries the weight of love and affection

The garden trees grow greener, more fertile

Your hair smells sweet as springtime arrives

I feel your love budding like fresh leaves

Time flows together with the rhythm of our passion

Oh, mighty Mekong, the skies of our homeland stretch wide

The fertile silt enriches even the harshest lands

How deeply I cherish the bonds of village life

My Hoa Hung, the soul of An Giang!

- Collected -

I return to Châu Đốc, An Giang
The Seven Mountains, the sky shrouded in a dream
The distant afternoon, deep in the forest
The towering mountains hide a sorrow untold?

The river reflects the glow of night lights
A soft breeze stirs lips and flowing hair
The calm water flows through the passing days
Fertile silt left behind as the tides rise

In the evening rain, I step softly, lost in thought
The old streets, where farewells have been said
The setting sun paints faint shadows
Are you waiting for me at the end of this path?

The past is gone, but love remains distant
My heart still remembers the twilight of yesterday
We walked along rows of palm trees
White flowers fell, purple petals drifted away

My love from the past is lost
The old boat and pier, left behind
Will you return to the ferry crossing?
Will you visit Châu Đốc and pass through Châu Thành?

Your figure now lives deep in my heart
The river reflects my fragile longing
We return to gaze upon the purple hills
Searching for you in the misty light of dawn

The love we shared is now just a distant dream
Lost in the vastness of sky and earth, waiting for An Giang!

- Trần Ròn -

If you ever visit An Giang

Let the light scent of rice fill the air

Feel the warmth of the land and the kindness of its people

Let your heart swing to the rhythm of life

In An Giang, the storks fly with strong wings

Fish play in the clear waters, so lively

The landscape is as beautiful as a tranquil painting

And ancient landmarks can be found everywhere

Come to my homeland on a bright sunny day

Follow the quiet, gentle riverbank

Listen to the soft whispers of the wind

Your heart will forget all worries

My homeland sings with peaceful folk melodies

It feels like the music is part of every breath

My homeland, a place where doors are always open

Where dreams can take flight in the endless sky.

Author: Khánh Ngân

You came to Châu Đốc, listening to my tales

And felt the waters parting into three streams

On Đất Cúng Road, near the Vĩnh Tế Canal

And the Bà Bài Pagoda standing beside the river!

At the head of the river, Vựa Wharf, then Bến Đá

Mount Sam rises, with phoenix flowers blooming at the peak

Gazing down at the endless green fields

The fresh air fills the heart with longing!

As dusk falls, listen to the river’s song at Cầu Quan

The Ông Cò Canal, where the tamarind leaves flutter

The Bodhi tree, brought from India, stands tall

The An Biên iron bridge echoes memories of old!

At the racecourse, I breathe the fragrance of rice

Thoại Ngọc Hầu’s legacy, still alive

The Bà Pagoda’s incense rises high

The bell tolls, awakening the soul and the world!

Châu Đốc, my homeland, a place of unique beauty

Two bridges connect the banks, bringing joy

Love lingers forever in our gazes

I hold your hand, and we smile together!

- Collected -