THER RISE THER RISE THER RISE
The Central Highlands is bright in the morning of tomorrow H'Hen Nie - the daughter of Ade Da, bright-eyed, as the color of flowers Cu M'gar, the mother country is gentle.
Her figure is so full of love.Overcoming the challenge of the school is determined, determined, the bustling dream Krong Pak is greatly protected, gently embracing the fate of Miss travel of the Fatherland is the Fatherland is promoted, the dream of the land of peace and joy of the Central Highlands is flooded with the sun and sky The people are intelligent, in the middle of life, the soul is blooming like the moon and the sea.The high aspiration to reach far, the magical Bazan embraces the love of love.Trapping the daughter with beautiful things The bright future of the Central Highlands is forever bright and believing. 3.2025
BRETIDGALS of your master's degree.
THI MAI WORK
The most beautiful house of our father is rich in the sky and sky for the two girls.
The most important thing for me is the Duyen's book.When it's hard, I'm still gentle and content with the Lunar New Year (March 8), alone, I can buy flowers to welcome my house.The mirror is in the kitchen, the mirror in my child's bag.The face is full of flowers, still standing in the back of my mother, second child, third child.My family is like Thien Nga Lake.My father is a giant of spheres. 3.2025
THUONG BINH THIEN THIEN master's degree.
MAI VAN LANG
The afternoon of the season of love and loss, I wash my hair for you. Suddenly, I felt a little less moved. The shoulders have become less soft.
Coming home from work, Mr. Lang secretly carries a bag of worms. The time is slow and the wind is too fast
Remember the day we met Afternoon... the shoulders are very soft I squeeze each fiber and miss You late at night
From a husband to a husband, Anh's wife races against time Quoc revolves around the story of Quoc's shirt and shoulders, worrying
27 years of Leaving Time No One Waits You've gone through the years Carrying a shoulder. 3.2025
VAI MOS THIET MSc.
DAI WAN QUANG
Projects from student days Massive bridge designs of middle age And even AI technology cannot help children paint their mother in reality
The remembrance wind blows from Hoai Duc Nguyen Ngoc vong hoac danh Em nam tay anh khoi ve ngay xanh ngay Tren the spots of the hill, the warm food of the mother's hand
The 8th day of March is approaching, making my child even more sad and "third day of the 8th lunar month". I buy flowers to offer to my mother every day, but this 5th season, I give him a handful kiss from my mother. The sweater that my mother wrapped for Quang at that time, now the foggy hair of the children, the team asked firmly: Your mother! Mother Tuyet! Where is your mother in the white clouds?
Mother patches torn shirt when child plays Quoting the wounded star in life without mother The blood vessels end the season of tireless Red rice flowers in the sound of the crowing gas
The burning voice from the sacred water of Quan Doi Temple, mother's blessings and good fortune helped me complete the painting of the Golden Heart of Love, painting the image of mother Tuyet. 19:14, 4.3.2015
YU ZHIN HONG
I love you! The old saying is like a world How many people have exchanged? Vietnamese, Chinese, English, Japanese Love words are loved all over the world
I love you! For life to start let's rely on each other to build a solid house Love is the statue of a son and a daughter of a happy family
I love you! So forget yourself Forgetting a time of dreams, a time of passion Forgetting music Forgetting flowers and forgetting sunshine Forgetting your heart forgets that the crop has passed when I went to the market to buy vegetables...
Where is your love?
I have lost a love that I never know. 3.2025
