April Chords

April - the month of change, where spring leaves behind many memories. April is a time of waiting for the new beginning of summer. It is the moment when nature seems to be listening to the call of time, preparing for a new chapter of life. You and many others may not be attached to April, and cannot help but feel uncomfortable because of the harsh sunlight, but for me, April still brings me many emotions and feelings. April comes, and there are still strange things in me that have not been said...

Illustration: KT

April - the dry golden sunlight runs along every roof. This is the time when nature seems to be absent-minded, waiting to enter a new phase. The feeling of April is not only the change of seasons, but also the surprising and evocative emotions. When entering April, the air seems to carry a new breath. The clear morning sunlight penetrates through the lush green foliage of the trees, creating a beautiful natural picture.

And in April, we also feel the change not only in nature but also in people's moods and thoughts. It is the time when we can stop and reflect on what has passed and what is to come. Sometimes, in these days of changing seasons, people feel like they are being renewed, like an opportunity to start over, to dream and hope for better things in the future. April sunshine, the sunshine of memories lingering in the hearts of each age group of students, when the school yard is bustling with laughter and playing. The sky is deep blue, the picture of nature is about to be painted with bright red phoenix flowers, creating a beautiful, romantic image. The sound of summer cicadas makes the space peaceful, containing a sea of delicate and lyrical sounds. April, students begin to warm up for the upcoming exam season. April is also the days of lingering feelings, when students are reluctant to pass their yearbooks to each other. That April, like a sweet memory, but also filled with so much unspoken affection of the "first devil, second ghost" age... full of love and resentment.

April - is a beautiful and profound picture of the movement of life. April teaches us to cherish the present moments, while remembering the past and looking forward with faith and hope. April is also a time of important historical events. In Vietnamese culture and history, April contains many special marks. These can be battles, wars that decide the fate of a nation, or special cultural events. April has the Day of Liberation of the South and National Reunification - a great event of the nation and people. April has a very special day - the day our country entered a new page of history, a new era, the era of national independence and national unification, the country is united, the North and the South are filled with joy.

April, like a rich and diverse chord, expresses the soaring and bustling joy of unity, but also carries within it the quiet and nostalgic melodies of remembrance. In the chord of April, there are notes of harmony, solidarity and hope. It is the music of excitement, of joy with successes, great strides in the development and prosperity of the country.

April comes with lingering feelings. April, behind the triumphant song of victory, there are still moments of silence. Behind those vibrant notes, there are hidden melodies, nostalgia of memories. April, behind the majestic melody of the Country full of joy: "The total victory festival excites the country. We want to fly up, intoxicated by the majestic mountains and rivers. We want to shout loudly, sing forever Vietnam. Heroic Fatherland..." are sad notes with images of heroes, those who sacrificed their blood and bones to protect and maintain the independence of the homeland. They are the children of the country, images that will never fade in the hearts of the nation.

So April has come. An indescribable feeling. April is the time for us to look back at the past and look forward with faith and hope. April to me is not just sunshine and wind, not just dryness and irritation, but April is still passionate with many emotions because: "April, why do I love you so much/ A sky, a little wistful/ The shimmering sun leaves spring behind/ You call summer in the flying tamarind leaf".

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