New Year’s Eve
Tall and deep have entered the shadow of an old tree
The tree is still old, the shadow does not fade
The garden is covered with dew and hundreds of grasses
Spring still dances a flower branch
Heart is a little warm to hear the sun
Wings for the pink enamel to tint
Echoing the blue birds singing
Bong Lai must miss someone who is far away.
(Vu Hoang Chuong)
Spring love dream
I gather the colors of the leaves on the branches
Apricot blossom with green bud with yellow light
With so many gentle scents
Blooming love flowers make her happy
Dreaming of spring love and innocence
Giving warmth and cold in the form of thick snow and dew
Butterflies roam the garden
Dreaming of spring love blooming passionately.
(Do Phu Duong)
Yellow apricot has bloomed in many places
See the bright flower pot
Quietly watching him waiting for the call
Silently watching her welcome to play
Colorful flower village is more provocative
The colorful Tet market wants to shine
Look forward to waiting with you
New Year’s Eve to enjoy life.
(Chu Van Hoa)
Tell me tomorrow
There is a very early spring
The queen wakes up and calls her name
Suddenly remember today is the fourteenth New Year
Mai wants to change to a new virgin dress
My hands take care of tomorrow
How many years of sun and sun wear thin
Once upon a time, say tomorrow that you love butterflies
Butterflies lost and tomorrow with whom?
Mai, please stay with me
Spring comes spring happily weaving good dreams
Although life is full of bitterness
I’m still bright yellow in the blue sun.
I would like to choose tomorrow as a confidant
Every spring, we have tomorrow
How many whispers to tell tomorrow?
I’m still fresh and springy.
Poetry Hanging Under the Golden Plum Tree
Spring is coming in my life
Or Spring is about to return to the land of paradise
No fresh flowers, no dead flowers, no love flowers
No crackers, just raise a glass of light
Spring swings or my spring love falls
But the sad heart misses the shadow of the past
This afternoon is an afternoon of the end of the season
The soulmate doesn’t come back to enjoy Spring, right?
Spring piano sounds like someone whispering
The dew gradually cools down just tonight
Thirty already… thirty dead drunk
I anxiously hug the cold lonely piece
Spring has not come yet, the snow is covered with white
Swallow wings are still bewildered to welcome Spring
New Year’s Eve poetry squeezes the yellow plum tree
Waiting for a soulmate to sow a poem bye bye
Far away from home, tearful hearts of travelers
Golden Mai Mai Spring is sad and lonely!
(Phan Cat Linh)
Spring seventy-five. New Year’s Eve
A branch of apricot blossom blooms by the forest well
I’m scooping water all of a sudden
Looking at the yellow apricot blossom, I miss home
Now my mother is far away
The branch of apricot mother planted is sure to add gold.
Spring air is full of jubilant
Follow the chorus to congratulate the new year
The spirit of heaven and earth ancestor
Pray for warmth, peace and blessings
Looking at the silk on the branches
Blooming on New Year’s Day with spring colors
The future is XNUMX% firm and confident.
(Tai Lao Master)
Phuong Nam likes this flower the most
Every spring, it blooms beautifully
Five golden petals dream in the morning wind
A blue bud to welcome the morning
More spiritual than Lan and Cuc
Beauty is far from Hue and Jasmine
Comparing Peach Blossoms in the North
Who is most agreeable to whom!
(Tran Bao Kim Thu)
Remember to pluck leaves for tomorrow to come back in time for Tet
lest New Year’s Eve lack a scent
Yellow apricots bloom like you come back on time
Yellow shirt exposes the whole road
I plucked leaves and waited for the New Year’s Day tomorrow
Carrying spring on every bright yellow flower
The faint scent of spring fills the garden
I feel like I’m standing smiling
In your sleep, the scent of flowers returns to the guild
Standing on the branch, you are as beautiful as a flower
I’m with you in the sunny spring garden
A golden dream spreads golden apricot wings.
(Le Viet Tu)
New Year Comes With Golden Plum Blossom
New Year’s Day will bloom all year round
Wishing you a good Spring
The song is flowing with desire to develop
Poet is overflowing to want to act
Magnificent moon shines on willow trees
Sparkling candle light on full moon night
Eagerly waiting for a soul mate
Reciting the song of hope for a life of hope.
(Tran Minh Hien)