I go back to my hometown

I go back to Uncle Ho's hometown, Lang Sen.

The village road is full of sunshine, flowers on the way home

Hibiscus among bamboo

The wind lulls the mother's voice to the soul of the poor homeland

Under the lotus pond blooming early in the afternoon

Nostalgic saying of the shore anchored

The flow of people is like a dream

Leaning against the faint smoke of falling incense

The rice fields are in full swing.

The hand of the one who sows green seeds sprouts fragrant buds

Dear love of mountains and rivers

The forge, the hammock... still have human scent.

I'm Going Back to Uncle Ho's Hometown - Poem by Trinh Thi Phuong Thao

Source: https://baothainguyen.vn/van-hoa/Tho/202505/con-ve-que-bac-d360b52/