The wind is going fast
Mother is drying straw
Feed the cattle
Cold days.
It's sunny
Curved the whole handle
I love you so much mom
Wind my afternoon.
I'm still young
No help yet
The wind accepts
Have fun with
Wind, oh wind.
Nguyen Van Thanh
I love you dearly
Reading the poem "Calling the wind" by poet Nguyen Van Thanh, I imagine the scene of a hot afternoon sky, the mother is drying straw in the middle of the yard, in the middle of the road, the baby about 5 or 6 years old is in the shadow. tree but couldn't sit still because in his heart he loved his mother. I'm trying everything in my power to help my mother relieve some of the hardship. That picture is so innocent and lovely, but has a strong impact on the hearts of readers, because it has touched the childhood memories of so many people.
Calling the wind, which those who are old enough will understand it is useless, with the child's funny thinking and innocent soul in the poem, it is the most practical thing to do at this time to be able to help his mother dispel it. the heat.
Wind oh wind
The wind comes to me
Wipe sweat
Mommy's forehead wet
The phrase "Wind" is repeated twice, both describing the hasty talking style of young children, but also expressing the baby's anxious mood when witnessing the mother's face is bruised and sweaty. dress on the forehead. The request to wipe the baby's sweat speaks of the mother's hardships and at the same time shows the filial piety of the child. It is the understanding of the mother's hardship and the heart that loves her immeasurably.
The amplitude of the baby's feelings of hangover is pushed higher when the baby tells:
The wind is going fast
Mother is drying straw
Feed the cattle
Rainy days
Understanding the meaning of what her mother is doing, understanding the harshness of the weather: It's sunny / The handle is bent, so the baby confides his heart with the wind: I love my mother very much / the wind is afternoon / me be young/haven't helped. It's not that the baby is too young to help her mother, it's not that the baby is afraid of the sun or lazy to help the wind. Therefore, the child naively hopes to receive the sympathy of the inanimate wind, which he thinks is a soulful creature, sympathizes and shares like a human. The excuses are so pitiful and touching, it can only be written by a writer who understands children and has boundless love for them.
The mother's love and the climax urge the baby to do all he can just to pray for the wind to come here to dispel the burning sun that his mother is suffering. It shows when the baby changes his tone to a state of pleading: the wind pleases me and the wind accepts. Then finally repeat the chorus of the wind, oh, the wind as a sincere plea.
The verses with a gentle voice, gentle but full of emotions, describe the depth of the mood changes of a child at a child age who is naive, innocent but knows how to observe and feel everything around. around, know how to love and care for others. The author has fully transformed into the character, excellently and subtly, creating a short poem but leaving a deep impression on the readers' hearts about humanity's humanity and filial piety.
