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Have been in mother's life until now and have not yet dissipated

He sowed the seeds of loving words

His chalk has fallen and his hair is gray

Holding both hands in the fields, pigs, chickens, pots and pans

Husband and children must be nourished

Every time the chalk dust fell

“Every day, mother likes to play

A scholar who is good at writing often forgets about household chores

Because of me, mother suffers in many ways

Betel and areca nut from the time she was not a bride

Bowing my head respectfully… how much I love my teacher's figure

Brown oak shirt, brown mud turban

Days eat well, nights sleep soundly

During the war, the mother alone waits for her children, worships her husband

Folk songs lull rice and Kieu to sleep

I hope mother will gradually get better

I play all three roles alone

Missing her children and grandchildren, unable to sleep at night

Missing the green of the countryside

Missing you, mother, don't be sad

Mother is happy, what do I care

Mother is my country, my days ”

My father did not pass the imperial examination

My mother has gray hair and black teeth

My mother is a country girl

My mother never complains

Now mother is learning to walk again

Now the streets are crowded with people

Old age makes it difficult to travel

Old mother with white hair

There are many wrinkles around mother's eyes

This afternoon, I must have heard your voice…

When the enemy is defeated, I will be with you morning and night

White in the bib, a bridge to fate

You are gone, you are grown up

Only feel sorry for mother sitting at home missing you

Reciting poems and telling stories, then dancing and singing

Seven boys and girls are square and round

Some are from the South, some are from the North, the mother visits

Today, mother cannot laugh or talk

The curtain is loosely closed all day

The fields and gardens are deserted, mother plows morning and noon

The Tale of Kieu has been folded on her head all this time

Then go out to read books, plow

Then I act out a play in the house