The shade of the old bamboo trees no longer provides shelter from the pouring sun.
The fields are still vast and open.
The high street runs right up to the fragile village gate.
Suddenly, I heard chirping on the branches.
The sound of birdsong soothes the rustic countryside.
The market is full of things that are praised and criticized.
Buying and selling involves a lot of gossip and chatter in the streets.
Prosperity and splendor are unpredictable in many ways.
Rice paddies remain the path to livelihood.
For generations, we have been familiar with straw.
Therefore, the hillside keeps demanding more furrows to be plowed.
The rice plants are still green here.
The village at night is still bathed in moonlight, illuminating the country lanes.
The fields and streets are captivating.
Please also leave a viewing platform.
Source: https://baophuyen.vn/sang-tac/202506/pho-ben-lang-c2d2b98/
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