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Spring brings new joy

DUC ANH January 26, 2025 8:17

Every time the swallows soar in the blue sky, when the peach blossoms begin to bloom, my heart flutters thinking about spring.

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Spring brings the joy of togetherness, of family and of hopeful beginnings.

Spring not only brings changes to the earth and sky, but is also the time to awaken loving, warm memories from deep within the soul. Spring is the season of joy, of new beginnings, of dreams blossoming in the human heart.

When I was a child, spring came to me through the days when my mother was busy cleaning the house, my grandmother's eyes lit up when she saw the peach tree in the front yard starting to bloom. I clearly remember my mother calling me up on the last days of the year, asking me to help her clean each old item. Under the dry sunlight of the last day of winter, I worked hard to clean each vase and porcelain tea set that had turned discolored over the years. My mother often smiled and said: "We must clean everything to welcome a bright new year, my child!"

I still remember, every Tet I sat with my father watching the pot of banh chung. By the fire, my father told me stories from the time when my grandparents were still poor, about his difficult but laughter-filled childhood. The flickering firelight reflected on my father's face, making his eyes sparkle as if they contained a sky full of memories. I often looked intently, trying to remember every word my father said, as if afraid that time would wash everything away.

My spring is also the taste of Tet dishes. My grandmother always wakes up early to prepare a pot of braised pork and eggs, the rich aroma permeates the house, making me eagerly run down to the kitchen. She said: "Tet without a pot of braised pork is like spring without peaches, it is not complete." I stood next to her, watching her wrinkled hands carefully turn each piece of meat, my heart filled with an indescribable love.

When I grew up and went to school far from home, spring had a different meaning for me. It was the anticipation of the day I would return home. On the last days of the year, on the crowded bus, I sat quietly looking through the window, my heart fluttering as I thought about the moment I would hug my mother tightly, hear my father ask about me, and see my grandmother smile toothlessly when she saw me enter the house.

As each year passes, I realize more and more that the value of spring is not in gifts, new clothes or lucky money, but in the moments of living in the love of family. Spring is when I see my mother's smile, my father's proud eyes and my grandmother's warm hands holding my hand, telling me many things.

Now that I have my own family, I want to pass on those beautiful memories to my children. I want my children to also feel the sacredness and profound meaning of spring - the season of love and connection.

Someone once said that spring is the season of new joy, because it opens a new door to life, to hopes and dreams. But for me, spring is not only a beginning, but also a return - a return to family, to memories, to the loving values ​​that have nurtured my soul over the years.

Spring comes, bringing the warmth of the earth and sky, awakening loving memories and lighting up the belief in better tomorrows. I hope that each of us, wherever we are, will find new joy in spring - the joy of connection, of family and of hopeful beginnings.

DUC ANH
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