Poem: Rambling early autumn – Pham Quang Thu
LAN MAN EARLY Autumn
Author: Pham Quang Thu
Suddenly heaven and earth became sad
Hey, gray clouds cover the sun
Oh, the rain is falling sporadically
Oh, gold leaves everywhere tinged with gold.
Hey, I’m always dreaming
Oh, cool erotic space!
And Sudden Autumn
Come to me, hit a sledgehammer: Autumn rain.
Light blue sky color
The river is as absent-minded as a love poem
The river flows to the immense sea
The yellow poplar forest beside the smooth waves.
O fairy’s autumn
My village of straw is also yellow
And the chrysanthemum blooms endlessly
And butterflies fly with rows of flower spots.
Mom looks like she’s getting old
Cherishing that leaf is betel nut
Oh the autumn of waiting
Grapefruit swings ripe but my heart is fragrant.
Vietnam Homeland
Fall in love forever bright!
Poem: Autumn is ripe – Tran Nguyen Soai
COLLECTION NINE
Author: Tran Nguyen Soai
On the open road, yellow leaves fall
It’s cool and cool here, it’s autumn weather
Clouds in the afternoon are a bit murky
Occasionally listen to the mother’s lullaby.
The stork parked on the pond bridge
Eat figs and figs eat peaches and sour peaches
Now autumn is ripe in season
Juicy red persimmon, sweet and sour grapefruit.
Yellow chrysanthemum, let’s open our eyes to play
Pomegranate is sweet, lazy, yellow banana
Grapes, pears stretch smooth lines
Orange, sweet watermelon for her to invite him.
Yellow nuggets wrapped in green lotus leaves
Dragonfly wings
fragile to welcome the afternoon
Thi fragrant taste of love
Beautiful autumn souls dream kites.
Autumn afternoon sow some poems
Let our hearts be with the expectation of autumn.
Tran Nguyen Soai
Poem: Message – Doan Kim Oanh
Send
Author: Doan Kim Oanh
Hey, how much do you miss?
Sent in the fall
Hey dreams
A lifetime of illusions.
People who go far
Follow the clouds
Leaves are a bit full
Only I know.
People who are busy walking
Following a wild dream
Polygamous heart
How can I keep it?
Eyes don’t know now
Hair is not green now
Hands are thin and ribbed
It’s been raining for a long time.
A sunny autumn day
A golden autumn day
Who’s gentle shadow
Glide through the doorframe.
Stop being sad
Autumn is here
People will come back
A very close day.
(Fall 2017)
Doan Kim Oanh
Poem
BANG KHANH THU
Author Phan Thu Ha
Oh how strange this morning!
Looks like it’s returned
Autumn hidden in the canopy of leaves
Gentle white clouds drift by.
Turquoise lake water
Autumn sun drops golden silk
Rice past girlhood
The scent of grass plays.
I hear thu knocking on the door
And the whisper of autumn
The autumn wind is cool
Dew drops wet me.
Autumn full of chrysanthemums
Like sending lots of love
Easily collect small questions:
“I… do you remember Autumn?”
How many old autumns
Gone are the lucky pigs
I walk with you lightly
Still passionate … this autumn!
Phan Thu Ha – July 11, 7
Poem: Gold flies, silk shirt floats
GOLD FLYING SILK DRESS
Poetry: Artist Lam Binh
Gold flying silk shirt “Phieu Trien”
Light lotus heel steps into the resonant domain
Who plays the bass note
Bringing the collection of man-made labels to stare at poetry hats.
The thread of love is as thin as silk
Light as smoke forced to wait for each other
Mixture of shriveled grass leaves
One step wistful – tinged with time.
Who’s back – Who’s in union
Remember the sentence “Going to the appointment…” soul rambling
In the afternoon, the waves are filled with sad drops
Falling into the realm of nostalgia a little restless look.
Gold flies silk shirt by the river
Light lotus heel with fluffy clouds
Old scent sent back this little bit
For those who still have negative days…
Poem: Huong Thu – Dinh Khai
HUONG THUY
Author: Dinh Khai
Yellow leaves are scattered along the small alley
It’s cloudy but it doesn’t rain
The air is soothing
Autumn has come.
Smell the scent along the sidewalk
Huong com in Vong village, do you still remember?
Remember the days when we held hands
Drop into the street.
Where the sticky rice stalks hold our feet.
Buy a package of fragrant nuggets wrapped in green lotus leaves
You and I hover in the cool autumn afternoon
Fragrance of nuggets – the scent of Autumn is fragrant
Do you still remember me?
Poem: Autumn Night in Hanoi – Bui The Uyen
HANOI Autumn Night
Author:_Bui The Uyen
Autumn night, is Hanoi cold?
Or still the rain, more sad and romantic
The street corner of my memory is still romantic
Remembering you burned a lip.
The street at night who’s footsteps are lonely
A lonely stone chair, leaves fall quietly
The scent of autumn is so gentle
Carrying heavy memories of that day.
Dear Hanoi, collect sunshine
The old road is now so wide
Dating place, sunset through the leaves
Delicious yellow light shining nostalgia waiting.
The street this afternoon is waiting for winter
Do you know? someone is remembering
The thin moon hanging with golden light falls,
Find the stars in the sky to ignite the fire of love.
You are now like the wind in the distance
Find the old place, the sad street
You’re still going and I’m waiting for you
Street because he earnestly cried in the rain…
Warsaw
11/07/2018
Poem: First love poem of autumn – Pham Hong Giang
FIRST LOVE Poems
Author: Pham Hong Giang
The love poem I wrote in the beginning of autumn
It’s so quiet like Mom’s lullaby
The dry leaf stirred and tilted slightly
Sunbeams gently fall on my way back.
The love poem he wrote contains passion
The sound of kite flute in the quiet countryside
New Fragrance Com I just brought in
A faint scent spread across the riverbank in the afternoon.
Love poem I wrote full of love
Each word contains so many things to say
Early autumn to summer is still inviting
The yellow daisy longs for a season.
The love poem I wrote is incomplete
The sunset is pale in nostalgia
Autumn, is it a predestined relationship?
Just quietly unfinished long distance relationship.
Love poem I wrote last night
Still leaning…..
Faint…..
Wait someone!
11/07/2018 Hong Giang.
Poem: Sympathy – Dong Van Thanh
FEELING FEELING
Author: Dong Van Thanh
Autumn has nothing…why is the soul so light
Like melting into a quiet mist
My footsteps follow the white smoke
Watch your domain…the burning rain clouds.
Dawn comes, the song calls for the autumn sun
Lucky pig, wind and waves, ripples
The lake surface is imprinted with clouds in the early morning
Where are you in the salty sea?
Magical autumn…shy “the bottom of the bee’s waist”!
Fall in love with the wind blowing your hair
Autumn is golden and sunny, my figure is looking at pearls
Autumn beside you burning thirst in me.
This autumn is very special….isn’t it?
Autumn meets each road waiting
Autumn will bring fresh lips music
Autumn is full of weedy grass on the embankment.
Autumn lingers… parting ways every afternoon
Whether the storm surges or the rain pours coldly
I still see happy blue sky
The autumn wharf is passionate when they are together.
D.VT
Poem:
REMEMBER HANOI Autumn
Poetry: Le Huong
Autumn in Saigon is not cold bro
No waves on the lake, no scent of milk flowers
There is no way to fall in the afternoon sun
Only golden sunshine with nostalgia.
I suddenly want a little sunshine
Walking together in the heart of Hanoi
Craving the handshake, craving the confused look
Craving for a moment of embarrassment when he said love.
Craving for a walk together listening to the afternoon bell
The sound of the tram jingle on the empty street
Memories of the past, a heavy life
Maybe you forgot me.
I look for you in the peaceful autumn of Hanoi
Find each other’s footprints in the midst of longing days
Old Co Ngu Street still sobs
In the long and long years, we’ve been away from each other..?
Autumn is here, where are you?
I come back to find the scent of milk flowers
Hanoi and I will love each other for a lifetime
Please come back to find the old footprints..
Ho Chi Minh City. July-7
Poem: Nostalgia for Autumn – Hoang Minh Tuan
REMEMBER OF Autumn
Author: Hoang Minh Tuan
The late summer showers have passed,
The weather is sunny, the pig is lucky to come back slightly
Bright yellow, stretching across the street,
Falling leaves rustling, autumn in Hanoi.
Which road takes us to Sword Lake?
Where the water is blue, willow green
Where the thousand-year-old turtle tower still stands,
Where the lake surface is red and purple in the sunset.
Which tree line, show me familiarity,
What scent for passionate milk flowers,
Old school street corner, red maple tree
Green, fragrant “Vong” nuggets, each degree is collected.
Which street is covered with tamarinds,
The pavement is yellow, fragrant with the scent of fallen crocodiles
What wind makes the lake’s surface move,
What song for autumn flutter.
I return to the old place
I return with the passion of milk flowers
I return to the red-leaf eagle
We return with the scent of autumn rice.
Hey Hanoi, will autumn ever…
Leave me love and nostalgia…
Leaving us sad, happy, worried…
Leaving me with nostalgia for autumn!!!
The poem “Autumn sunshine” – Chu Long
WEIGHT LUCK
Author: Chu Long
Capable of collecting wind with tumultuous
The light yellow color fills the air
The boat waits for customers by the river
The water is as soft as pink silk across.
Fragrant yellow pomelo flowers and chrysanthemums
Mixed green nuggets with gentle lightness
The sound of cicadas lowers the eyes
Let the phoenix branches mourn.
Ao dai hugs a slim back
Soft and smooth with gentle lipstick
Hand picking up golden autumn sunshine
Release into the field about to plowing.
Light autumn sun, yellow leaves fly
You are the autumn sun that drunken many people
You are always the autumn sun
Sun autumn you forever my whole life spring!
Chu Long’s Poetry
Poem: Thu and I – Nguyen Thanh Loi
COLLECTION AND EMPLOYEES
Poetry: Nguyen Thanh Loi
Autumn bright, in glitter,
Dew soaked in green lotus leaves.
I go to class alone,
The lotus heel glides quickly.
Golden autumn, tan class
Sun flooded, heart fluttered.
Luu Luu group of small children,
Her voice, birds calling flock.
Autumn afternoon, falling red streets.
Quietly sitting by the window,
The curriculum is full of dreams!
Looking at the golden sun slanting,
Autumn evening, cold lips!
Wind, don’t caress,
We mark the lesson, pay tomorrow!…
the wind gently lifts tamarind branches!…
Autumn night melts in dew,
Exercise, lotus remembers love,
Fragrant to find the scent of nuggets,
Bring back my birthday.
Hanoi, 5-10-05.NTL
Poem: Autumn – Do Thi Phuong Lan
COLLECTION
Author: Do Thi Phuong Lan
Do you see autumn coming on the street?
Smell the scent of milk flowers here
The afternoon sun dances in the grove
The green leaves are moving and changing colors.
Have you heard that autumn has arrived on the street?
The wind rustles with the yellow leaves
Birds call you in flocks flying ridiculously
Going to the South to avoid the cold and wait for spring to come.
Do you hear the autumn wind whispering to you?
After loving each other, let’s hold hands
Let’s be together until we are gray
Don’t be far away…get more passionate…
Don’t be far away…we will fall in love…
DTPL(June 28, 3)
Poem:: Autumn parting – Huynh Thanh Thao
COLLECTION AND PARTICIPATION
Author: Huynh Thanh Thao
Bewildered eyes looking for red phoenix flowers
Suddenly, I’ve missed it for a long time
Fall away with the sound of cicadas
Regret saying goodbye.
The wind laughs at autumn without knowing it
Still foolishly weaving dreams of love
Is it good that love has fallen into the afternoon
The setting sun was quickly fading away.
I thought it was a daily routine
My anger is stronger than before
A broken heart echoes the temple bell
The fate is broken by the joke of fate.
God arranged or was I careless
Losing each other even though it’s too late to regret
The story of that autumn’s life turned to page
Only the heart with thousands of scratches remains.
Huynh Thanh Thao
Poem: Lucky pig – Nguyen Lan Huong
Lucky pig
Author: Nguyen Lan Huong
Autumn comes back with the wind of luck
It’s suddenly cold, the wind is blowing on the street
My feet suddenly felt so cold!
A piece of the autumn moon has lost half of its moon?
Hanoi this season yellow leaves fall in the yard
Milk flowers fall hesitantly on the street corner
The scent of Vong nuggets radiates nostalgia
Fall on the porch, yellow chrysanthemums.
Lucky pig,
The wind heralds the coming season
I collect the season of falling leaves to count the age
Suddenly helpless, suddenly angry
Let anyone be dumbfounded with the yellow moon.
September suddenly sad
Bubble rain burst
We quietly gather in the street,
Footsteps are afraid to touch the season of falling leaves,
Lucky is here
We are also waiting for the return…
