LOTUS VILLAGE (author: HONG DA) (Dedicated to my husband's hometown)
Through the cold season, I'm lost in thought... finding my way back to Sen village* The village alleys are blocked by familiar afternoons. The old houses are larger than usual.
Home garden... sparse shade of trees Pond bank Thin kingfisher... hibernates in winter Lotus village far away from husband's hometown Oh old friend! Don't let down the old people?
Life is full of sunshine and rain. My homeland is flourishing and is just touching spring. I love my homeland, no matter how far it is, it is still near...
* Nghia Hung Commune, Vinh Tuong District, Vinh Phuc Province.
NEW YEAR IS COMING (author: PHAN VINH DIEN)
The old year has passed, the new year has come. The spring peach branches sway in the wind. Dew gathers on the branches, shimmering with joy. The cold wind brings with it memories of nostalgia. Spring passes on the battlefield.
2024 was a year of many storms. Typhoon Yagi came terribly, causing so much pain and devastation. The whole country felt sorry and joined hands to help. Many new, spacious houses were built by the hands of Truong Son workers.* Today, peach blossoms bloomed again in Nu village. Children were happy and excited to go to school...
The country enters Spring, thousands of flowers compete in color The sky of artificial intelligence with four zeros Brings Vietnam on the path to standing shoulder to shoulder with the superpowers A strong and rich country, competing together, excited
* Nu Village was rebuilt by the 12th Army Corps after 3 months!
December 18, 2024
LOVE (author: BUI THI NHAI)
Dew prints on flowers that fall on hands.
Flowers pity someone pale and thin.Red petals, red leaves regret blue eyes.Trang An beside flowers on a drunken Spring night. 1.1.2025
THE LEAF (author: DO TRONG KHOI)
Just a leaf, four seasons drifting, floating, colors time does not cut, the wind does not rub, it wrinkles the heart of the night!
NATURAL BEAUTY OF FAITH (author: PHAN HOANG)
Diligently visiting temples but not Buddhists. Fascinated by churches but not believers.
In the dreams of being dazed by the magical beauty of nothingness, the light of compassion and love shines peacefully across the horizon. We know that Buddha and God have naturally resided in our hearts.
THE FIRST DAY (author: TRAN MAI HUONG)
The pristine new day of the new year A year of turning the pages of life's book Flat and white, inviting Each word is heavy with wishes Carrying many burning desires The most beautiful lines are still in the hands of people Cherishing each stroke The field of humanity and life's words bloom.
