10:27
People may forget, but heaven cannot forget
10:29
Quang Binh is the homeland of our father and motherland
10:28
Step on the road to follow the call of the river
10:27
To Liberate the country and bring joy to Reunification
10:27
The Fatherland remembers the contributions of blood and bones
10:28
The lecture hall was empty of laughter and chatter
10:32
The quality of soldiers is not simple
10:29
The University campus is also quiet
10:30
When the country is in trouble
10:30
The cold days fall, the wind whistles in the trees
10:28
The cold urges the one with the knife and ruler,
10:28
The chrysanthemums shed more old tears,
10:30
The eighth month of autumn, the wind is high and angry,
10:29
The ground s clouds push the distant pass
10:28
The hair flies across the river and scatters
10:29
The hair storm openly enters the bamboo,
10:28
The high class tomb of Bach De city is ablaze
10:29
The jade road mourns the wind and trees in the forest,
10:30
The lonely boat is attached to the old garden s heart
10:08
Clouds gathered, the storm passed by loudly
10:29
Don t you hear the autumn forest
10:30
Don t you hear the autumn
10:30
Don t you hear the stirring
10:28
Everywhere in the cold, the knife and chain blow,
10:27
Five years the sound of silk spinning is steady
10:30
I can t bear to face them as bandits
10:29
image of the soldier
10:28
in the heart of the lonely woman
10:28
Let your hair entangle the sad verses of poetry fall,
10:28
stepping on the dry yellow leaves
10:27
The lower ones drift and sink into the pond
10:28
The three villages in the river are all brave,
10:29
The Vu mountain, Vu armor has a cold and gloomy atmosphere
10:29
The wind and clouds meet the earth again
10:27
Tilting the fragrant hair,
10:29
Time silently falls a sad stream
10:29
Thanh Bach, the pestle echoes the evil shadow
10:28
The autumn leaves rustle,
10:30
The boat ties up the love of home
10:28
The southern village s children are old and powerless,
10:29
The storm had not yet ended, but the stars were shining on the top of the sky
10:30
The tall hang from the long forest,
10:28
The thousand mountains are desolate, the autumn air is blinding
10:29
The three layers of hair on my house are curled up
10:29
The maple forest has scattered dew drops,
10:47
The mirror s heart was stirred by the waves
10:29
The moon has been on the throne for five years,
10:29
The old dock where you sit to spin silk
10:29
The pine and chrysanthemum both bloom, the sun s tears fall,
10:30
The sad hair of poetry is also sad
10:28
The scent of the neighbors fills the winter roof
10:29
The sky s waves are terrifying, the deep river,
10:29
The yellow deer is bewildered
10:28
under the dim moon sobbing
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