The third month of feminism is lit up by bright red rice flowers, with occasional roots turning slightly orange. If the rice flowers are in March, they are not good because when they come in March, no one knows. However, every time March comes, people's hearts suddenly tremble because of My Linh's singing in the days of youth:
So, sister, the rice flowers fell
Oh my good, the weather is not stopping, on the day you gave birth
The day you were born, let the sky make you a poet
The kingship, with the sky's silk...
Is that not an appointment with March? The song "Chi minh" by musician Trong Dai, combined with the lyrics of female singer Doan Thi Tao, is not a flashback reflecting the sparkling fire in the immense, adventurous March sky?
The rice flowers bloom in March, therefore corresponding to the image of a woman who begins the first moments of life. The fiber from the sky flying in the lyrics of "Sister-in-law" is also the fiber from the shell of the rice flying in the wind all over the sky to weave intertwined love affairs.
It seems that since its existence in our land, the brilliance of the rice flower has carried a promise and every March, it has become red. That is the body of a girl waiting for her boyfriend, with long-lasting memories like a tree (flower) spreading endlessly (eternally) to the sky to wait for the love.
That is the origin of the name of the everlasting forest of the rice flower, originating from a story of a temporary situation waiting. Then, the eternal waiting until she transformed into a bright red flower is a sign for him to know where he is waiting and show his way back.
Is that why so many villages in Bac Viet grow rice flower trees at the village entrance? There, the rice tree soars high, reaching the wind and carrying the clouds, standing alone all year round, steadfastly remaining single for hundreds of years. Under the ancient rice roots, there have been many separations, people living there have listened to many promises: belong to me!
Therefore, under the green rice branches, it seems to be far from the heart, with countless eyes watching the beautiful road leading to the village gate, waiting for a familiar shadow to suddenly appear in the mist.
As for the foreigners, when their foot was still thousands of times removed from the old land, they also saw in vision a familiar shape of the rice fields, a generation of annual plants marking the ancient homeland. Only those who have once spoken to themselves, "This is my village's rice tree" can understand the joyful spirit of "receiving the joy of the co Tri".
Therefore, forever in the bright red color of the forest are memories, expectations, wishes and happiness "let's go to the city". No matter how far or how long the travelers have gone, in their memory is still the image of the rice tree at the village entrance waiting for the day to return.
It is easy to understand why the banyan tree has become an eternal symbol of the village gate, of the village head, as well as the cluster of banyan trees associated with the wharf and communal house yard. It is a clear boundary and identification mark and has an eternal vitality, unchanged over time.
Therefore, the days when the rice flowers bloom red at the beginning of the village, are also the time when the shows start: Taking people to the army, sending people to participate in the true Prayer after a Reunion Festival. The red color of the rice flower is a reminder that this is the hometown, cannot be changed.
If in Truong An citadel of the Tang Dynasty (China), there was a Ba Kieu bridge with overgrown green fields, so that every time Truong An people send off a person from Truong An, they break the spring roll to make a carving dish to record the farewell day, the red color of the March rice flower is also a " farewell" like that, not simply a flower called the rice flower marking the time of the "8th of the third lunar month" grain.
But not only every Northern Vietnamese countryside loves March rice flowers. On the Northwest mountain painted roads, the rice flowers also lit up the sky. The tall rice stumps have dyed the Yen Minh mountain town red in Ha Giang; the orphaned rice trees have highlighted the Bao Lam - Bao Lac mountains and forests in Cao Bang. Seeing that red color, I often remember "your lips are pink spots".
Then we find a strange sympathy of the blooming rice flowers in the Central Highlands. Here, the flower is no longer called timber or rice but is called po lang. Despite the different name, pollen is still a symbol of feminity and femininity, where the thick, rough beauty of the petals does not represent the beauty of a girl but is her deep love and affection.
"Anh trai, I will paint the most beautiful flower petals, the precious village flowers" is not the self-confidence of a girl from the Central Highlands like a girl from the North Vietnamese countryside. The tua loi in the song "Em la hoa po lang" by musician Duc Minh is still vividly memorable: "I miss the village, miss the girl, miss the most beautiful po lang flower in the Central Highlands forest". And every time the po lang flower shows off its beauty, the Central Highlands people raise trees in the middle of the greenhouse yard and plant a young po lang tree next to it to open a gong-playing festival, tell epics, sing, and drink wine next to that po lang tree. When they disband, the pollen trees will be planted in the village, hoping that the trees will grow well, leading to a year of favorable weather, prosperity and happiness.
Sympathy, regardless of geographical space or ethnicity, has made it clear that the rice flower, the annual flower, and the po lang flower are symbols of sacred feminity. That is why rice flowers bloom in March, because of the waiting for rice flowers to bloom, and because of the deep affection that blooms through space and time.
Then one morning in late spring, seeing the red rice fire, we know that there is a young girl who misses someone. Her heart will be like a flower of high-altitude rice flowers above, looking towards the noble road!
