By Isn’t there a little bit of sadness that just lingered?
Just a little bit, but the leaf has just fallen as if it has not found a fulcrum, not like someone who forgot his promise
Yesterday afternoon forgot until now…
Which river has flowed to sadness and joy deep into the shore?
I’m here, I don’t know if I’m sad or happy, just drink in the afternoon
I can’t take my sadness and measure out how many samples
love the yellow squash
Now the rain has just begun to fall on a wander
It was yesterday, can’t find it
open but closed sadness
The rain and the sun outside keep lying to each other
What day did you leave?
idly, only silence
In the end, everyone goes home to grieve with their mother
I only love myself
afternoon like immense leaves…
-By Nguyen Thanh Hai
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