Time Rhythm

Time is still passing, passing through the days of April, we seem to feel the atmosphere of summer about to come. In the sky, white clouds are drifting across as if signaling another rainy season is coming. The old royal poinciana trees standing by the roadside have also lost their leaves. It has become a rule of time, the royal poinciana stands there bare, welcoming the dry sun and wind as if a compression before showing off its shimmering red color with summer.

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April, leisurely walking in the garden full of fragrant, ripe fruit. Perhaps the sunshine of this season makes the sweetness of the bunches of ripe fruit on the tree more intense, satisfying anyone who enjoys it, feels it and makes their heart feel relaxed and comfortable when coming to the green area of ​​trees and leaves.

In April, many emotions flare up when everywhere we see the red flag with yellow star fluttering in the wind across all parts of our homeland. From remote rural areas with sparse housing to bustling, noisy cities.

It seems that every year, when April comes, everyone remembers that important historical day. In the past, the national spirit, the solidarity in fighting, and the strength of will defeated the enemy. The victory of our ancestors was so glorious and glorious.

Time has passed exactly 50 years. But historical memories are still intact. Although the soldiers of the past are now old, each generation of young people has grown up and learned and heard about that heroic April. Defeating the enemy to regain independence and freedom, unifying the country, from which we can have warm clothes and enough food, peaceful families to build happiness, and look towards the future.

In April, the changing winds of the seasons kept blowing, making the national flag flutter. Everywhere in the country, it was like a festival. In the eyes of the elderly, memories were endless, remembering the time when guns were on their shoulders, marching forward with the Liberation Army, the heroic and proud steps, that moment was hard to forget.

In April, the country is so beautiful and fresh with many changes and improvements. In harmony with the endless rhythm of time, the youth are always proud of what they have today and join hands to build their homeland to become more and more beautiful.

Tran Thi Thuy Linh

Source: https://baobacgiang.vn/nhip-thoi-gian-postid417106.bbg