06/11/2020
The difficult time doesn't mean
No moment to read or clean.
So up early and potatoes and veggies,
And patient be with ads posting.
A sad face is still a sad face,
Matter not if you walk gently or humbly.
Forgetting the beggarly child,
Who reminds students to study hard,
Like old shoes remind broken roads,
Funded we walk in the warm park, or not.
Chú ý quan sát
Mother, father, recycling.
Seven years old is a time to play,
Eight years old is a little learning,
Nine years old is a time to sit,
And ten years old may be the future.
Grandmother dies, father gets old,
Aunt gets old and you grow up.
Silence will be his punishment
For this mad man on the bus.
A difficult standing journey
Will return a cool relaxing home ride.
A frowning lady is not always frowning.
Vegetarian food to eat,
A building to stay in.
Is that a good life,
So content in that area to the end,
Unlike Caesar of all years making.
Hai mươi nghìn khoai lang.
Đường xe cộ bụi quá,
Không lấy gì che lại.
Không mua thì lắc đầu không mua.
Xe tang chở rồng, xe máy chở ông.
Sitting behind is easy to break the head.
Safe the way, good luck for you.
No roast beef now, only bread and butter
And potatoes and veggies if you are near.
Adults' work undone,
So children's work unexpected.
Earrings and hair band remind young students
Forever young to set out early,
So to not meet the traffic.
The happiest road is the road straight home.
A mild rebuke to excuse the onerous task,
But I’ll be honest and work to pay.
The eyes are tired, and ears are a little.
But the good exercise and the warm, sunny sky
Is what better can be.
The profaning road cuts down all the go.
The rain glitters on the coat
And the old keeps begging.
Young mom and dad bring flowers and fruit,
Dragon fruits to a son or daughter
Or to a new house.
Happy, happy news. A bad gambler moves out,
A new young couple moves in.
And students bring me money,
In a line green bills, pink bills and blue bills.
Ngày xưa em như chim sáo,
Sống vô tư. Ngày nay em đeo nón lá.
Small students of business rich,
And here are provincial students,
Real standing in the withering wind.
No daddy upstairs or downstairs.
He has gone drinking;
Now I can cause troubles.
Nguyễn Văn Quá, bài vị của cha mình
Sao lại nằm ở đây?
The life of Buddha from birth to Nirvana
Talks short but action drastic
To clutch Wukong in the palm
And bury him under a deep mountain.
The red cross was founded so long ago.
The green devil named Number Thirteen
with brown and dark broken eyes in the back
Runs slowly to Cu Chi like an anteater.
Ever the good feeling when the distant class is canceled.
Trường THCS Trần Văn Ơn,
Gray, brown, white and green leaves.
And old men and women
Guarding the walls of District 1.
Trường THCS Thực Hành
White and green, and Khanh is the name.
A boy's name or a girl's name,
But her aunt still pays taxes by buying
These indulgences or lotteries.
Đường Số 4, Núi Tùng, phòng cho thuê.
What is your dream?
Big dream and small dream.
Fourteen years old, worry about studying,
Seventeen worry about the cost.
But I worry not until I am 30
Wanting to eat hot chilli.
A nose to blow,
A mouth to wipe and teeth to pick or floss,
And we take care the last at a later time.
Ầm ầm ầm, ìa ìa ìa, tít tít tít,
Trời lúc nào cũng âm u,
Không có vẽ thanh bình.
A little credit left to save the month,
So the sun still shines on the long sleeved ride.
A thousand friends bring the arrows
To safeguard the fluctuating sorrow.
The blue notes for guavas
Contemplate the green note of hair wash.
And it's strange at thirty to be older
Than others measured in the age.
Beautiful little textbooks
And beautiful notebooks,
Well cut and nicely held in hands.
A joy was young, now still a joy.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Now you study no more.
Where will I find better students?
