Poetry Page: Slow Love

    Nhà thơ Vi Thùy Linh chọn và giới thiệu |

    Slow living is a concept mentioned and discussed as a wish for a spiritually rich life to feel the subtlety and happiness from simple things.The industrial pace of life makes many people eat fast, live in a hurry, become mechanical, even program emotions.
    Slow love is not only for love, it is a way of living carefully to love every beauty of a book, a piece of music or a promise that is awaited as a motivation for life.
    Winter is the season of slow love when the year comes to an end and Christmas begins in the wish of reunion.

    WHITE (author: Dao Van Quang)


    Wearing white, holding two bouquets of white flowers, I got into a white car, he took me through the quiet roads.

    Quiet is not a rare person Not only thanks to noise-cancelling glasses But from a peaceful soul November 24, 2024 There is a 2/4 beat in the loving heart When we long for the white reed land 24 hours a day and night for more than a thousand years multiplied by 24 beats through - not through the poetic vein - a million arrows Poetry path is filled with light

    The white swallow bud gently blooms, the flower of my hand is romantic. On your lips, it's a bright flower, a kiss. The butterfly of memories overflows, white and full. Our skin is no longer smooth and supple. Our bodies bear the traces of time, but our spirits are forever young.

    I love Purple, and there is no need to define "What color is poetry"!
    When white is radiating warmth, the festival of colors gathers in a white smoothness, Every breath, every hair root radiates     fragrance...




    14:24, 24.11.2024

    HA HUYEN...AUTUMN (author: DO TRONG KHOI)


    There is a mark of the eternal moon, wading down into the void. The mud and clouds give birth to a color that is comparable. The scent of the moon is infinitely fragrant.

    There are traces of a thousand-year-old person, the moon fills my heart, The sad traces shine brightly, The scent of a person is still fragrant.

    There is a mark of the eternal moon.



    The scent of the moon is so fragrant.This night, love is new.The sky is full of nothingness.Night of August     28, 2024.

    ON THUY MOUNTAIN (author: Vi Thuy Linh)


    Whoever knows how to love will come to Ninh Binh. If you haven't had a love affair yet, come here and you will receive it. Natural love - the shape of mandarin ducks.

    November is not alone in Duc Thuy mountain. Virgin waves from a thousand years ago bloom again. The sea breathes on the lips a strong taste of crying and laughing. Guarding the mountain room, peace and prosperity.

    Walking together on hundreds of stone steps of time The photosynthesis zone is filled with the scent of words At the age of 44, each page of the stone book is kissed by the wind. Over 40 stone-carved poems, hidden and hidden are famous talents who have left their mark. The chrysanthemum tea gives off the scent of puberty. The brocade walls are filled with poems of flowers and fu. (1) Truong Han Sieu still ferments his poetry and wine. Ninh Binh has the Poetry Mountain!

    Fairyland falls to earth (2) The majestic wind blows - the phoenix is ​​busy bathing The cloud bed is covered with sunlight and the moon is weaving, I long for you The barge falls asleep on the Day River The North - South train station is forever missing the sparks of the rails

    Come here, arms full, Gather all the currents into a flood of kisses! 13:30, 13.11.2024 (2).

    Duc Thuy mountain, Uc Trai poetry collection by Nguyen Trai (1480).
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    The verse praising Non Nuoc mountain is engraved with many Chinese poems on the cliff.

    LOOKING FOR YOU (author: MSc.
    NGUYEN THI QUYNH NGA)

    I go looking for you, Phia Den golden afternoon The bitter daisies with soft petals in the north wind Just coming back The withered grass holds back the lost footsteps Desolate in the sunset

    Where are you, the dream that never came true Where are you, life, sometimes gain, sometimes loss, The wind blows against the road, the dust is white in the reed season

    I look for you even though we have never been together in this life. The bamboo forest has been green for thousands of years, still filled with regret. I dream of your hand, I dream of your longing gaze. I feel pain in the starry night.

    Clouds are pouring in from Phia Oac I stand here waiting for you I stay waiting for you. Nguyen Binh, Cao Bang, afternoon of November 22, 2024




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    Poetry Page: Winter

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    Winter has been here for 3 weeks and I still don't feel cold. Wearing sweaters, feeling the warmth of love, care, and sharing together, is the heat that only the last season can bring.

    In fact, time still flows at the same speed as the original minutes and seconds, but we often find it faster at the end of the year due to the movement of life's rhythm and countless pressures.
    The vitality of the season depends on human emotions, especially for those who have a soul that loves beauty and memories."The color of Spring is flowers.The color of Winter in our imagination.Winter is not a season, it is a memory", there is a famous saying like that!
    Let's travel the cold season with poetry.

    Poetry Page: Open Season

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    A rare coincidence is that November 1st is also the first day of October, the first lunar month of Winter.Time flies so fast that we have entered the last season of the year, the busy season of work, the wedding season and the season of love - creativity burns hot, the light is offered when the weather is cold, when the challenge is extreme - because of that exuberance to prepare to welcome the most colorful, fresh things.
    The new season, from the spirit of aesthetics, the power of life in poetry.

    Poetry Page: The Age of Love

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    Hanoi in the fall of 2024 has storms and rain, but still has green sediments of an Imperial City that has been ruled by 52 kings.October comes to each window, remembering the 5 star-shaped windows welcoming the soldiers to take over.
    The history of time is calculated by year, by generation.The history of life is calculated by season, counting the seasons to nurture memories."Our Hanoi, the beloved capital/ A time of bombs and bullets, a time of peace" - the song "Remembering Hanoi" by Hoang Hiep reminds us to recall the years of blood and flowers, of pride, bravery, of beauty and a myriad of emotions.
    Not "Even if you go to the four corners of the world" but remembering Hanoi right when you are in Hanoi.It seems that those who were born and have a close relationship with the 1,014-year-old city have a deep love within love - Couples love each other more because they know how to love Hanoi.Knowing how to love is knowing how to preserve and promote the priceless values ​​and beauty that Thang Long - Hanoi passes on to the future.

    The Ministry of Public Security was assigned to investigate and handle violations in land auctions. In the photo are 5 subjects who violated the land use rights auction in Quang Tien commune, Soc Son district (Hanoi) being detained. Photo: Hanoi City Police

    Creating virtual real estate fever will be targeted by the Ministry of Public Security

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    The Government assigned the Ministry of Public Security to investigate and handle violations in land auctions; providing false information to create virtual fever and defraud people for personal gain.

    Scene of the death of a male school security guard in the security room. Photo: Ngoc Anh

    A male security guard was found dead at school

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    Nghe An - Teachers were surprised to discover that a male security guard had died in the school's guard room.

    3 vehicles caused an accident on National Highway 1A, through Khanh Hoa province. Photo: Ninh Hoa

    Multiple accidents on National Highway 1A, 1 dead, many injured

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    Khanh Hoa - 3 vehicles caused a series of accidents on National Highway 1A, leaving 1 person dead and many injured.

    Director of the Department of Planning and Investment of Dak Nong province, Tran Dinh Ninh, was disciplined. Photo: daknong.gov.vn

    Discipline and expulsion from the Party of cadres in Hoa Binh and Dak Nong

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    Expelling from the Party the former Director of the State Bank in Hoa Binh; Dak Nong disciplining many officials... are the information about disciplining officials last week (January 13-18).

    Tran Thanh at the press conference for the Tet movie The Four Guardians. Photo: Producer.

    Tran Thanh explains the reason for inviting Negav and Quan A.P to act in Tet movies

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    Tran Thanh revealed to Lao Dong Newspaper reporter about inviting the Say Hi Brothers to the Tet movie "The Four Guardians".

    Poetry Page: Winter

    Nhà thơ Vi Thùy Linh chọn và giới thiệu |

    Winter has been here for 3 weeks and I still don't feel cold. Wearing sweaters, feeling the warmth of love, care, and sharing together, is the heat that only the last season can bring.

    In fact, time still flows at the same speed as the original minutes and seconds, but we often find it faster at the end of the year due to the movement of life's rhythm and countless pressures.
    The vitality of the season depends on human emotions, especially for those who have a soul that loves beauty and memories."The color of Spring is flowers.The color of Winter in our imagination.Winter is not a season, it is a memory", there is a famous saying like that!
    Let's travel the cold season with poetry.

    Poetry Page: Open Season

    Nhà thơ Vi Thùy Linh chọn và giới thiệu |

    A rare coincidence is that November 1st is also the first day of October, the first lunar month of Winter.Time flies so fast that we have entered the last season of the year, the busy season of work, the wedding season and the season of love - creativity burns hot, the light is offered when the weather is cold, when the challenge is extreme - because of that exuberance to prepare to welcome the most colorful, fresh things.
    The new season, from the spirit of aesthetics, the power of life in poetry.

    Poetry Page: The Age of Love

    Nhà thơ Vi Thùy Linh chọn và giới thiệu |

    Hanoi in the fall of 2024 has storms and rain, but still has green sediments of an Imperial City that has been ruled by 52 kings.October comes to each window, remembering the 5 star-shaped windows welcoming the soldiers to take over.
    The history of time is calculated by year, by generation.The history of life is calculated by season, counting the seasons to nurture memories."Our Hanoi, the beloved capital/ A time of bombs and bullets, a time of peace" - the song "Remembering Hanoi" by Hoang Hiep reminds us to recall the years of blood and flowers, of pride, bravery, of beauty and a myriad of emotions.
    Not "Even if you go to the four corners of the world" but remembering Hanoi right when you are in Hanoi.It seems that those who were born and have a close relationship with the 1,014-year-old city have a deep love within love - Couples love each other more because they know how to love Hanoi.Knowing how to love is knowing how to preserve and promote the priceless values ​​and beauty that Thang Long - Hanoi passes on to the future.