Poem: Sisters and March - Dan Thanh
SISTER AND MARCH
March comes to pour white succulent flowers
The silhouette of a skinny mother whose brim is dyed with dew
In March, the dykes of rice flowers sprinkled with red sugar
The day she went to the river to take the boat, the afternoon was sunny
In March, spring rain king dark purple oval wings
Falling like the day you were sixteen full moon
Mother picks young areca nut with a piece of betel nut silently
Marry that person across the river
I picked up an oval flower bud and hung it around
Finish each seed like the day she was still chirping
Mom urged me to pick grapefruit leaves with sweet floral scent
I cook water to wash my hair, my hair stretches like a river
March is still purple with oval flowers
The dyke without rice flowers is still red and the sky misses
Love the skinny mother’s shadow now no more
She followed her husband to leave the old dream
Poem: March of Anniversary – Raindrops Autumn
MARCH CELEBRATION US
Poetry Rain Drops
Remember, you weave the golden sunshine in March.
Spring has just arrived and the sky is open.
Peach buds are still bright and vibrant.
Mai humbly at the window dreaming.
March about the flexibility of poetry.
Moc mien crimson in the sky of nostalgia.
Ben love still seems to be in debt.
Fragrant grapefruit scent reigns in fluffy cloud hair.
In March, purple cycads have bloomed.
Spread the wings to give the heart more desire.
The scent of spring is wafting sweetly.
Flock of young birds chirping to call the season.
Remember the white road of Sua flowers?
Light rays of sunshine are playing with the wind.
My loving heart is still open.
Waiting for your love to embroider passionate dreams.
In March, we’ll join hands and knit together.
In the middle of spring, the sweet scent of honey blooms.
Occasionally hear the piano who sings.
Drifting love songs…!!!
A rain drop of the autumn
Hanoi July 15, 3
Poem: THE MARCH CELEBRATION – Truong Tuy Anh
CELEBRATE THE MARCH
Truong Tuy Anh
Spread the countdown of time
How many years has it been… to bring her back to the palace?
Moc mien is on fire at the top of the house
The pink spots on the cheeks are so pretty, I smile
March of that year was great
Golden rice is full of seeds, everyone is happy
Fresh white pomelo flower home garden
Sweet fragrance full of love
Birds jumping on the branches
Tilt your head to look at the blue sky and sunshine
Swinging the purple oval at the top of the village
What year’s passionate dating kiss
Sesame seeds spread their wings by the pond
I made a crown when I was a child
March nurtures dreams
Our love has reached the shore of love
March is anxious and confused
So many memories of everyday life
Poem: THIRD ! – Poetry by Nguyen Huong
THROUGH MARCH !
Poetry by Nguyen Huong
Light footsteps in drunkenness
The grass, the flowers, the leaves, the smell of shaking
Happy festival in March
Sweetly cultivated fields to share
Showers and lightning stop sunshine
Reach out and relax, oh my gosh
The month of March is immense purple
White fragrant pomelo flowers wrap your legs around
Celebrating Women with Joy
Strength members are not needed right away
March is fun to sing all day
The clothes and pants are a bit sober
Bright red tower rice flower
Light thousands of beautiful candles, country lovers
March love passionately
Sweet lyrics for dating
By the river, the call of the boat is heard
The stork sways and warms the villagers
Self-love with him
Move yourself to the wind and dream the moon rises
Poem: FINDING ABOUT MARCH – Tony Bui
FIND ABOUT MARCH
Poetry: Tony Bui
White grapefruit flowers in March
The scent of purple cypress flowers has been infatuated many times
March is still here
Pick up red rice, ecstatic love.
Shining stars at dawn
Flattering five petals, printed with your eyes
Moc forever sweet and soft lips
The anniversary kiss keeps the spring shelf.
Thanh Tan pomelo flowers in March
Blue sky, white clouds, in the sound of birds
Purple sky with sim flowers
March wakes up a choked heart.
March nostalgia longing
The love that holds the heart flutters
March softens lips
The love you keep for a lifetime does not stop
Tomorrow’s hair is already white
Joy and happiness shine through time
March of passionate memories
So many memories overflowing in poetry.
Poem: Purple Nostalgia. – Ha Nguyen
Breathtaking purple oval flowers
Save your first love for a while
We foolishly believe in promises
Do you still remember that day?
He accompanies the juniors to sing
The oval flowers fall to every tune
Purple cut the country road
The oath awaits.
The wind and rain wash away the shallow times
Lilac flowers fall to cover the promise of waiting.
I follow my husband…
Every season, purple flowers fall in anticipation.
Poem: PURPOSE OVER! – Hoang Minh Tuan
Poetry: Hoang Minh Tuan
Afternoon border with purple sunset,
Missing the homeland is tight in the bottom of my heart,
In the midst of the vast mountains and forests,
I’m still waiting, still looking forward to my motherland!
March is the spring in my hometown, isn’t it?
Flowers follow to bloom in the middle of spring,
The other Sua flower will remain so white,
Race white with fresh Ban flowers!
Radiantly beautiful in the warm spring sun,
Is the purple heart oval flower at the end of the village,
On the day you go, you will cuddle a bunch of oval flowers,
Giving you gently, I softly say:
“You just go to the border region,
At home, I’ll wait for you forever,
Our love is dyed with grapefruit and lemon scent,
May you be as faithful as the purple heart lily!”
In March, spring flowers come again,
He also fulfilled his obligation to return,
The faithful color I give you when you go,
I will always remember, engraved with purple oval!
Hanoi, July 6, 3
Poem: MARCH ON 3 – Hong Giang
MARCH ON 3
In March, the color of Xoan flowers is purple
Memories are filled with nostalgia
See, spring is still worrying
A poorly written love poem is fragile
March about each ray of sunshine
The dusty rain swayed the tangled hair
Minutes together seem to be in a hurry
Fragrant Grapefruit scent on the old way
March about flowers Red rice on the road
He left the village to join the army
A handkerchief wrapped with a “silent scent” message
The dust of the battlefield cherished the day to return
In March, the wind is still cold and numb
Gray-haired mother carries the old oath
The shirt is worn out and the father has not slept at night
Half of spring flooded the poor corner of the countryside
March about the nursery rhyme
About that place!
January 02, 03 Hong Giang.
Poem: MARCH – Hong Vu
Hong Vu’s Poetry
February goes when the season is white
Flowers fly lightly like rain and sprinkle soft carpets on the path
A little light fragrance every time the wind comes
Let your heart flutter forever
In front of the house, the sparrows talk a lot
What song does Chip Chiu sing?
Lilac leaves shine crimson
The morning sun shines on the mossy roof
Carrying flowers through the tangy grapefruit scent
The purple flowers fall, the way to nostalgia
The old rice tree lights up a brilliant sky
Lanterns to welcome the return of March.
Throughout the green garden, life is full of life
See you soon, let’s meet in March
Though sometimes the north wind returns to the alley
Let her also give her a shirt to her husband
Well, my dear, tears express my heart
Love each other so much, forget all the stupid things.
Leave only love in your heart
Let the day stay fresh forever in March!
Poem: Jealousy, Rage March – Nguyen Dinh Cuong
ENJOY, ANGRY MARCH
Nguyen Dinh Cuong
I am angry, jealous, angry in March
Why hug all the flowers of love?!
Purple oval flowers are not pretty
But always know your destiny to stay faithful
Red rice flowers are reminiscent of
Heart lighted the cold fire
Sua flowers bloom in spring
What is more beautiful than pure love
Grapefruit flowers keep the fragrance forever
Silky green hair for passionate love…
I only have roses left
Praise the happiness of husband and wife for a hundred years.
Nguyen Dinh Cuong
Poem: SPRING FLOWERS. – RUSSIA.
I’m lying here, the scent of jasmine flowers.
But in my heart I remember you dear.
Our windows must have fallen a lot today.
Because the weather changed, the two of you
The wind must still shake the trees to play with the sun.
Huai Hua flew through the window of his house.
Purple Heart Petals
Scattered around the
That room reminds me a lot of nostalgia.
Of the two of you
I picked up fallen flowers..flowers back
fall on the head.
As a joke!..o mischievous flowers.
Let the distant days be the most memorable days.
Perfume of oval flowers…like
urge you to come back.
But suddenly sad… because my brother left.
Should temporarily forget the flower season
We come together in season
The red phoenix color is like the color of the lips.
In my arms… I tell
Welcome happiness in the windy sky…
March 1, 3.