The river carries the rhythm of the old erosion and sedimentation. The calm waves enter the poetry of the homeland.
Rivers carry flower fields
the scent of alluvium
chilly shore purple mist
Whose boat is the sail of the distant sea?
The sound of chickens chirping in the green bamboo grove
people go to the district market to order betel and areca nuts
After Tet, the village wedding has more festivals.
use bamboo thread to say goodbye
The embankment has soft grass underfoot.
flowers and grasses blowing in the spring breeze
Peach blossoms shaking behind the window
Spicy distilled liquor in blue smoke
Ferry - a call so full of love
half a life of wandering and always attached
old erosion river rhythm
calm waves into homeland poetry