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M\u00f9a T\u00ecnh Nh\u00e2n Nh\u1edb m\u1eaft m\u00f4i ai l\u00e0m l\u00f2ng t\u00f4i ph\u01a1i ph\u1edbi Em m\u1edf c\u1eeda nh\u00ecn t\u00f4i nh\u01b0 d\u1ea1i nh\u01b0 ng\u00e2y Ng\u01b0\u1edbc m\u1eaft nh\u00ecn l\u00ean \nG\u1ed1i \u0111\u1ea7u l\u00ean vai t\u00f4i Nghe chim h\u00f3t r\u1ec1n vang ngo\u00e0i vu\u00f4ng c\u1eeda s\u1ed5 Valentine 2013<\/em><\/font><\/p>\n Visiting My Darling From The North on Valentine\u2019s Day<\/strong><\/p>\n On Valentine’s Day whose eyes and lips made me feel excited She opened the door, looked at me startled You looked up with tear in your eyes You rest your head on my shoulder the birds chirping outside the windows <\/br> M\u00f9a T\u00ecnh Nh\u00e2n \/ T\u00f4i tr\u1edf v\u1ec1 m\u1ea1n B\u1eafc \/ N\u1eafng xu\u00e2n v\u00e0ng \u00f3ng \u00e1nh nh\u01b0 t\u01a1 \/ Hoa l\u00e1 reo vui<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[9,1,17],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5771"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=5771"}],"version-history":[{"count":25,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5771\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13228,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5771\/revisions\/13228"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5771"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=5771"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thovanyenson.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=5771"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nM\u00f9a T\u00ecnh Nh\u00e2n V\u1ec1 Th\u0103m Ng\u01b0\u1eddi Em M\u1ea1n B\u1eafc<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nT\u00f4i tr\u1edf v\u1ec1 m\u1ea1n B\u1eafc
\nN\u1eafng xu\u00e2n v\u00e0ng \u00f3ng \u00e1nh nh\u01b0 t\u01a1
\nHoa l\u00e1 reo vui
\nM\u00e2y tr\u1eafng l\u1eefng l\u1edd
\nT\u1eebng \u0111\u00e0n b\u01b0\u1edbm ch\u1eadp ch\u1eddn nh\u01b0 tr\u1ea9y h\u1ed9i<\/p>\n
\nCh\u1eafc r\u1ea5t b\u1ea5t ng\u1edd
\n(v\u00ec t\u00f4i kh\u00f4ng h\u1ec1 n\u00f3i v\u1ec1 th\u0103m)
\nH\u00f4m qua g\u1eedi hoa
\nCh\u00fac ng\u00e0y l\u1ec5 T\u00ecnh Nh\u00e2n
\nT\u00f4i \u0111\u00e3 vi\u1ebft l\u1eddi nh\u1eafn \u201cl\u1ea7n n\u00e0y anh kh\u00f4ng v\u1ec1 \u0111\u01b0\u1ee3c\u201d
\nTrong \u0111i\u1ec7n tho\u1ea1i nghe ti\u1ebfng ai s\u01b0\u1edbt m\u01b0\u1edbt
\n\u201cAnh kh\u00f4ng v\u1ec1 hoa l\u00e1 c\u0169ng bu\u1ed3n l\u00e2y\u201d<\/p>\n
\nR\u1ed3i \u00f2a kh\u00f3c, \u00f4m ch\u1ea7m t\u00f4i l\u1eb7ng l\u1ebd
\nT\u00f4i c\u00fai xu\u1ed1ng h\u00f4n \u0111\u00f4i v\u00e0nh mi nh\u00f2a l\u1ec7
\nSu\u1ed1i t\u00f3c m\u00e2y n\u0103m b\u1ea3y c\u1ecdng b\u1ea1c m\u00e0u
\nTi\u1ebfng phong linh g\u00f5 t\u1eebng nh\u1ecbp v\u01b0\u1eddn sau
\n(Nghe nh\u01b0 ti\u1ebfng chu\u00f4ng gi\u00e1o \u0111\u01b0\u1eddng n\u0103m x\u01b0a
\nSau gi\u1edd tan l\u1ec5)
\nH\u00f4n r\u1ea5t ch\u1eadm tr\u00ean \u0111\u00f4i m\u00f4i v\u1eeba h\u00e9
\nV\u00e0 n\u1ee5 h\u1ed3ng v\u1ee5t n\u1edf gi\u1eefa tr\u1eddi xu\u00e2n<\/p>\n
\nD\u00f2ng d\u01b0 l\u1ec7 r\u01b0ng r\u01b0ng
\nT\u00f4i ch\u1ebft \u0111u\u1ed1i trong khung s\u1ea7u s\u1eafc nh\u1edb
\nN\u1eafng b\u00ean hi\u00ean, n\u1eafng r\u1ea5t v\u00e0ng, r\u1ef1c r\u1ee1
\nV\u00e0 gi\u00f3 r\u00ec r\u00e0o tr\u00ean ng\u1ecdn th\u00f4ng cao
\nTim k\u1ec1 tim trong l\u1ed3ng ng\u1ef1c x\u00f4n xao
\nL\u1eddi th\u01b0\u01a1ng nh\u1edb b\u1ed7ng th\u1eeba d\u01b0, bay bi\u1ebfn<\/p>\n
\nTh\u00ec th\u1ea7m n\u00f3i chuy\u1ec7n
\nCho m\u1ed3 h\u00f4i b\u1ed1c h\u01a1i trong \u0111\u00eam t\u1ed1i m\u00f4ng m\u00eanh
\nCho h\u01a1i th\u1edf \u0111i\u1ec1u h\u00f2a
\nCho nh\u1ecbp tim b\u1edbt ch\u00f4ng ch\u00eanh
\nCho ch\u0103n chi\u1ebfu c\u00f3 d\u1ecbp ph\u1ee7 tr\u00ean b\u1edd vai run r\u1ea9y
\nEm th\u1ecf th\u1ebb b\u00ean tai
\n\u201cS\u1ee3 cu\u1ed9c s\u1ed1ng bon chen \u0111\u1ea9y \u0111\u01b0a \u0111\u01b0a \u0111\u1ea9y
\nCho em xa anh, em th\u1ea5p th\u1ecfm \u0111\u1ee3i ch\u1edd\u201d<\/p>\n
\nT\u00f4i h\u1ecfi \u0111\u00e3 m\u1ea5y gi\u1edd
\nEm v\u1ed9i gi\u1ea5u chi\u1ebfc \u0111\u1ed3ng h\u1ed3 b\u00e1o th\u1ee9c
\nR\u1ed3i n\u1eb1m gi\u1ee5i \u0111\u1ea7u tr\u00ean khu\u00f4n ng\u1ef1c
\nTi\u1ebfp t\u1ee5c chuy\u1ec7n d\u00e0i c\u1ee7a Ng\u00e0n L\u1ebb M\u1ed9t \u0110\u00eam
\nV\u1edbi \u01b0\u1edbc mong k\u00e9o th\u1eddi kh\u1eafc d\u00e0i th\u00eam
\nCho M\u00f9a T\u00ecnh Nh\u00e2n th\u00eanh thang nh\u01b0 m\u1ed9ng
\nT\u00f4i th\u01b0\u01a1ng em trong ng\u00e0y d\u00e0i th\u00e1ng r\u1ed9ng
\nL\u1ee7i th\u1ee7i m\u1ed9t m\u00ecnh ri\u00eang ch\u1ed1n r\u1eebng th\u00f4ng<\/p>\n
\nI returned to the North
\nThe golden spring sun shone like silk
\nFlowers and leaves rejoiced
\nWhite clouds nonchalantly floating
\nButterflies fluttering like in a festival<\/p>\n
\nIt must have been very surprising
\n(because I\u2019d never announced my visit)
\nYesterday I sent flowers
\n\u201cHappy Valentine’s Day\u201d
\nI wrote the message “I can’t come back this time”
\nOn the phone, I heard someone\u2019s sobbing
\n“If you don’t return even the flowers will be sorrowful”<\/p>\n
\nThen burst into tears, hugged me in silence
\nI leaned down and kissed the teary eyes
\nThe hair now dotted with silver-colored strands
\nIn the back yard the chime tinkling in the wind
\n(Sounds like the old church bells
\nAfter the mass)
\nI kissed you very slowly on parted lips
\nAs if rose buds bloomed in the spring sky<\/p>\n
\nIn which I drowned
\nSunlight on the porch, golden, bright sunlight
\nAnd the wind whispered In the high pine trees
\nHeart to heart fluttering in chest
\nSuddenly words became redundant, dissipating<\/p>\n
\nWe whispered to each other
\nSweat evaporated in the vast darkness of the night
\nRegulating our breath, our heart rate
\nGiving blankets a chance to cover trembling shoulders
\nYou whispered in my ears
\n\u201cI\u2019m afraid of the hard life
\npushing me away from you, I but anxiously wait”<\/p>\n
\nI asked what time it was
\nHurriedly you hid the alarm clock
\nThen lay your head on my chest
\nContinuing the long story of the Thousand and One Nights
\nWe wish to prolong the time
\nFor the Season of Love to last as long and vast as a dream
\nI love you as days and months go by
\nWhile forlorn in the pine forest<\/p>\n
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\nTr\u1edf V\u1ec1 – The Return<\/a><\/center><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"