I go back to my hometown Thai Binh

I go back to my hometown Thai Binh

Surprisingly very similar to Tra Vinh alluvial land

The pink morning sun gently drifts away

The green rice fields spread a sweet scent

Homeland of five tons of pride

Love of people, love of land, give gentleness

Black Sand Dunes, the sea calls out endlessly

The fleet of boats hurriedly crossed the ocean

Thai Hung, Thai Thuy my friend

Across Tra Ly river, a sky full of poetry

Vu Thu, the absent-minded mustard flower

Keo Pagoda festival, who is waiting for who?

March red cotton flowers drunk

The purple xoan flowers are gentle, memories fly and linger in the heart

Gentle fragrance leisurely

This is the beauty I hope to see when I return.

Remember the day I followed my grandmother to the dike

The mulberry garden is lush green, the villagers raise silkworms.

Traditional craft village for many years

Nurture the silk, the thread is fresh and tender.

Source: https://www.baotravinh.vn/tho/con-ve-que-noi-thai-binh-45524.html