My heart aches with longing, like returning to my old home.
Birds chirp, the scent of forest flowers is captivating.
The stream flows joyfully, the trees lean as if searching for old friends.
Welcome back to the war zone !
I remember the old days in the wild mountains.
The late night moonlight illuminates the path for the soldier.
The heroic spirit of the people and soldiers during the war against the Americans.
The 1950s Youth Union was unafraid of danger .
For the people, the army marches on .
I hear my mother's voice, my younger sibling's giggling…
Many trenches and caves still remain here.
Echoing the vows and messages sent to parents… !
The camaraderie is deeply ingrained in the land of Da Kai.
Whose name is still engraved on the mountain rocks ?
The song " Moonlight and Ageless Laughter"
The apricot blossom forest turns yellow as spring arrives .
With shoulders burdened with weight, feet capable of traversing thousands of miles , unwavering in confidence.
A day of victory filled with both joy and tears.
The camaraderie of comrades is expressed through tea on the day of reunion.
The old house… so many memories come flooding back.
A place of everyday life far removed from the countryside .
The warmth of human kindness from a bygone era will last forever .
Those magical shoulders bear fruit.
The water from the dam spreads across the green fields.
Red tiled roofs have replaced thatched roofs.
A peaceful life filled with laughter.
The school is spacious and well-lit throughout the alley.
Reflecting on the barefoot steps of the Đoàn n H in the 1950s !
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