Love

She emerged from a matriarchal myth / Her blue eyes see through the confines of life.

Blue eyes see through the confines of life.

Her eyelashes curled like a bow that had just closed.

It made the village boys forget how to name their children.

Her hair flowed like a cascading waterfall.

Smooth, sun-tanned skin from the hills.

That beauty gave rise to war.

Many young men harbor a dream.

You are as strong as the trees by the stream.

It sometimes makes my heart weak.

He wants to embrace the sweet spring.

It flows softly between the precarious mountain rocks.

Without waiting, she chose to express her feelings.

The voice of the heart resonates louder than the pounding of gongs.

She took the initiative amidst the hurried harvest season.

To make many men dream of Buon Ma Thuot.

The lovesick man hides his feelings in the shadows.

I wouldn't dare touch the sun-kissed skin of the Central Highlands.

I only pray that the mountain wind will blow.

Words of love caress the soft flesh and skin.

Tran Nguyet Anh

Source: https://baodaklak.vn/van-hoa-du-lich-van-hoc-nghe-thuat/van-hoc-nghe-thuat/202602/men-tinh-5f22627/