Nostalgia for my hometown river

Nostalgia for my hometown river

The sunset is beautiful, letting a thousand memories drift away.

The river branch in the afternoon embraces the green mangrove trees.

I love it so much, my hometown river is so beautiful.

The river water in my hometown is cool, sweet, and clean.

Illustration: China.

In the rice field, my mother bends her back to tend to the rice plants.

Four seasons of love, father toils on the river.

The rice plant also feels compassion, so it blossoms golden in the fields.

The river also felt compassion, so it teemed with shrimp and fish.

The river of my hometown holds so many memories.

A poor childhood spent fishing by the riverbank.

The river water in my hometown cools the backs of buffaloes as they bathe.

Strangely pure, the laughter of childhood memories.

The river of my homeland waits through time.

A person who left their hometown returns to their hometown riverbank.

Those who are far from home will eventually return.

Embrace the river, listen to childhood stories…

Ngo Trong Nghia

Source: https://baobacgiang.vn/noi-nho-song-que-postid417674.bbg