Spring flower road

For many years, I have loved the city and my hometown. I have been to many beautiful lands to love my village even more, the simple village that has been drinking the cool water of the Ma River and the Chu River for many years... Beautiful villages, with many rustic and lyrical names, associated with the fate of the country. Today, the spring sunshine lures me back, to the road of spring flowers. The road is bright under the brilliant yellow sunlight, full of vitality. Flowers bloom from the main road leading into the village. A road of purple afternoon flowers stretches for a kilometer, full of vitality, like a slice of the purple river crossing the delta. At the village gate, the road is divided into three smaller branches, creating a beautiful intersection with the village gate, old trees and flowers.

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The people inherited the gentleness and elegance of the previous generation, living a benevolent and generous life. Even more beautiful, from the village gate to the end of the alley, pictures were painted on the walls, creating an impressive and funny impression. There were scenes of festivals, production, activities, and propaganda of a new way of life. There were pictures of agricultural products such as pumpkins, gourds, vegetable beds... with fresh colors. The walls of the past were no longer walls, but had a different life, conveying a message of a prosperous and peaceful life. On each low fence, people planted the four-season flowering marigold. Hundreds of large pots of bougainvillea and roses were placed intertwined, neatly lining the entire village road. Here, young people stood taking pictures. There, a few old people sat around a chess board, or a few children with bright faces sat on a swing, swaying.

My mother said our village has a dreamy beautiful road. For over a year, the villagers have been determined to turn this place into a livable place. Many successful children who have gone far away have shared their efforts to build the village. Those who stayed also contributed their money and labor. Many hard-working hands of the villagers, who have cultivated through the sun and rain to create a lush crop, now work together to cultivate and care for each flower and corner of the garden. Flowers offer the village, offer people fragrance and beauty. Flowers bring people closer together.

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Thanh Hoa has many beautiful villages. I have passed through many villages near the relic site for spring travel. Ha Linh is a mountainous commune in Ha Trung district that is developing rapidly, with a more vibrant pace of life. Through many ups and downs, Ha Linh is a rare village that still retains precious traditional cultural values ​​preserved in a natural, rustic way. Tien Hoa is a special village in Thanh Hoa with a long history, carrying many historical, cultural and archaeological values. Since ancient times, Tien Hoa villagers have used mountains and hills as a fulcrum to settle from low to high with a residential structure of graded alleys (shortcuts). 12 graded alleys go up in levels, here each graded alley starts with a unique road up the slope of the hills and mountains. The walls are built of baked bricks and stones, covered with moss over time, and the ancient communal house is hundreds of years old... Nguyet Vien village (Thanh Hoa city), Phuong Khe village (Trieu Son), Co Bon village (Dong Son), Bien Thuong village (Vinh Loc)... all have in common the tradition of learning. I am fascinated when visiting the communal houses that are present in the flow of life, still constantly accumulating humanistic values. Among the hundreds of communal house relics that exist in the villages in Thanh land, each relic not only has its own characteristics and architectural beauty, but also preserves stories associated with historical traditions, cultural practices and the efforts of our ancestors when building our homeland.

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Every villager has their own way of preserving cultural beauty, so that the village space will always be beautiful. I suddenly thought that the roads leading to the village would need more rows of trees and flowers to add color to people's lives. For many years in the village, I have lived in a simple, close and friendly atmosphere. I am so proud to see my hometown become livable and romantic. Of course, the beauty of the village does not come naturally, but thanks to the aspirations of each of its children. In the tender spring, I would like to give my village the most brilliant bouquet of flowers. I believe that everyone has their own way of giving flowers to their village. At that time, the roads leading to the villages were all spring roads.

Essays by Nguyen Van Hoc

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