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First textbook

HOAI KHANH October 14, 2024 7:01

Every time I hold a textbook/ My tears well up remembering the school days/ The sound of love echoes in the tunnel/ The rows of xoan trees are sprinkled with purple ink, the path of bullets and bombs...

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Every time I hold a textbook/ I am moved to tears remembering my school days

Every time I hold a textbook
Tears well up in my eyes remembering my school days.
The cellar echoes with love
The purple ink-spattered xoan trees on the road of bombs and bullets

A time when potatoes and water replaced rice
Books and I wear straw hats in the sky
How much knowledge in life
Incubate in the pages of books to raise people to adulthood

Lullaby book
Sow desire to fulfill the future
The sound of rooster crowing in the early morning
The talented also from the OA song

Childhood is long gone
Cherish your first textbooks even more
Hope children become good people
The pages of the book speak of dreams.

HOAI KHANH
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