Illuminating the rhythms of life

A small pen in the quiet depths of the night records every word, every breath of humanity. On the page, joys and sorrows gently flow, each rhythm of life is brought to the page.

The little pen in the quiet, deep night.

Record every word, every breath of humanity.

On the page, all the joys and sorrows gently drift by.

Each rhythm of life unfolds like a page in a newspaper.

The terrible news struck me deeply.

Urging them to set off despite the dark and gloomy night.

A straight pen reflects a loyal and steadfast heart.

Maintain sincerity amidst confusion.

There were rough and tumble days in the flooded areas.

Blend in with the people, share their tears and laughter.

Every line of text sent to the editorial office.

It is all the love amidst loss and gain.

Journalism – though not a glamorous profession.

Always quiet, like a small kitchen in early winter.

She quietly told stories about people and the city.

Contributing to the dawn that illuminates the rhythms of life.

VKL

Source: https://baovinhlong.com.vn/van-hoa-giai-tri/tac-gia-tac-pham/202506/soi-sang-nhung-nhip-doi-3bf10c8/