Poetry page: Warm memories

Nhà thơ Vi Thuỳ Linh chọn và giới thiệu |

After the full moon of December, Tet is approaching, but winter is still lingering amidst the complex feelings of people busy with year-end tasks.After Valentine's Day, Spring arrives.The exposure and mystery, revealing and magical of the new season, the new year is waiting for us all the right to "forget", "put aside" fatigue and worries.Like the line in the famous song Closing Time by Semisonic: "Each new beginning originates from a different ending".
Poetry page of LĐCT.The year-end party closes in 2025, a year of poetry living with the meaningful pace of life.

VISITING CON DAO, HANG DUONG CEMETERY...! LIKE DEATH A DAY away from home, leaving the city Anxious eyes looking at the distant small island The war is over Con Dao, my dear Each land branch always echoes heroic words....
The epic poem for four thousand years still writes This sea and sky belongs to the sacred Dragon Each inch of land of the descendants of the Elves Cannot be divided among the fierce army...





Distant guests return to stir up the soul of grasshoppers Yes, wistful in every step of the homeland Each hand of earth is each handful of blood and bones Carrying the breath of the heroes of the century Flags Hammers and Sickers shine to illuminate the truth Yellow stars burning fiercely heroic Hang Duong, oh, each grain of earth is gentle Or perhaps that is each handful of bones and grain of flesh...



The vast sea is filled with blue waves The rocky slope overflows, singing mother's song Motherland oh Motherland...!







under the mouth of the enemy's This is Sister Sau, youth, immortality Le Hong Phong with Nguyen An Ninh From the immortal epic Ho Chi Minh...

Nguyen Duc Canh, Minh Khai, Tran Phu There are still many immortal names With blood and bones weaving each form of girls and boys Building a new country on a new day One person falls, this whole nation continues Dragon Land and Fairyland will succumb forever Vo Thi Sau still has a flag Youth, for a country immortal...!!!



MY VILLAGE LUONG VIET TIEN My VILLAGE: Binh Vong - Van Binh There is a bustling railway running through My VILLAGE: National Highway 1A South - North traffic cars coming in and out My VILLAGE: Large communal house with high steps There is Bao Quoc pagoda proudly granted by the king My VILLAGE: Spacious Mau Temple Worshipping Saint Lieu Hanh, the glorious ancestor My VILLAGE: Ancient temple with a bright spirit Chieu Van Nhat Duat was ordained by the court My VILLAGE: Well stall in the middle of the field Deep water, beautiful stone embankment inside and outside My VILLAGE: One temple worships two Xin loc: Ms. Sister, pray for fortune: Ms. Em My VILLAGE: Familiar small stall Ba Da located above the village entrance My VILLAGE: Planning a magnificent spirit possession cemetery resonates throughout the region My VILLAGE: 3 bustling hamlets Prominent cultural center precious stars!






















My village: clear water 3 ponds (Cau, Co, Si) 7 bridge compartments with overflowing roofs, dreamy Ao Phe: horizontal and vertical embankment Thuy Dinh imprints the bottom of the deep lake My village: strong and rich economy Rural renewal progresses rapidly every hour My village: poetic scenery Admire the marigold garden, red flags and yellow stars My village: warm welcome Respectfully invite visitors to visit my hometown My village: Visitors are fascinated March and August remember Spring Festival
(Equal Year).












A SPRING AFTERNOON NGUYEN THI LAN THANH December afternoon returns to the Capital Why do I always want to come to the lake to wait for you The wind remembers to blow the pungent scent The street corner is still there...





but where is you?
Stone chair, sunshine and I Thought all the clouds were burned drifting on the lake.

2.
2026

SAY NOONG ƠI!
DO QUOC
DAT Singing the words of the heart Carrying the green color in the forest ahead Carrying the passionate mountain flavor Sending to you, the taste of my hometown'banh ngai' Tinh tinh say noong oi Fan xoe em thổn thức Waiting for people to raise cups remembering I receive broken mist drops Fragrant chestnuts, the fire bursts out waves Chao waves tilt the mountains and waters, Cao Bang flutters birds flying I send sunshine, Chup vja Tay Nung hats flowers blooming I send love to you, in Khau Nang leaves yeast Mai returns to the lowlands, she calls, will be sent back early morning A little spring love buds, reflecting the water of Bang Giang.


















2.2026

SPRING TRAVEL TO THE LAND OF THE RED EARTH Returning to you, the ancestor land of festivals The Temple of Mother Goddess of our country Lac Long Quan, the ancestor of the nation, was born Marrying Au Co to give birth to a bundle of hundred eggs Ancient legends have a flock of white Hac Beans Chien Dan trees made nests to illuminate the river surface The ancient capital of the Hung Kings Since then it has been named: White Hac Village Come back, my dear, Van Lang Lake park Tien Dung Bridge sparklingly reflecting the shadows of Ken Tower Married in the vast lake Casting shadows for dreamy photos...

















About Viet Tri, there music and poetry "Lights on the bridge" echoing songs Love poems of the river junction spreading Memories of heroes "Song Thao guerrillas" Returning to you in pride Hung Vuong Square with star-studded flags Tran Phu - Nguyen Tat Thanh streets are long and wide Going up to the high mountains Nghia Linh bows...









Come back, my dear,





SPRING PUBERTY TRUONG MINH HIEU Leaves tremble on blue branches Drifting mist droplets spreading Spring touches the bottom of the well The shadows of clouds fade in surprise Whose feet are gentle Overflowing with the smell of new soil What worries are vast Pulling the sky up drifting Fragrance follows the wind calling and inviting Bees find flocks to suck nectar Flowers dry with faint color Butterflies lurking flying in pairs Young buds clinging to the sky Birds bursting into singing Roots embracing the soil Plants oozing sap to multiply Grass and flowers with heaven and earth When the fragrance is already bright The sky at the end of winter is white Still ripening Green spring. 2.


























2026

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