Touching April gently

(QBĐT) - April has truly arrived. Its presence isn't just visible on the calendar; we can feel it through the changing weather. Gone are the cool days and light drizzles of spring. Instead, we see the torrential rains of summer. The April sunshine is pure and golden, peeking over the porch like pouring honey; the scent and colors of April are truly sweet.

April arrives, bidding farewell to spring.

The earth and sky lament the fading beauty of spring.

April weather is like a young girl just beginning to fall in love, capricious and prone to whimsical mood swings, with alternating rain and sunshine, heat and cold, constantly changing and unpredictable. April can be seen as a bridge between spring and summer. Please walk slowly, gently, and touch April to feel the weather stirring and transitioning from spring to summer. The April sky seems bluer, with a few white clouds playfully drifting on the horizon. The lilies—the flowers of April—some have already bloomed, while others are still shyly budding, waiting for the day to release their fragrance. April is still a young summer, the weather neither quite summer nor quite spring, which is why I like to call the April sun "young summer sun."

I welcomed the early summer morning on the porch, gazing at the vast, deep green fields of the village, listening to the chirping birds, and reminiscing about my childhood years. The April sun shimmered, its rays dappling the rice paddies that were beginning to bloom. The rows of rice stalks stretched endlessly like soft pink silk. Occasionally, clumps of rice swayed gently in the breeze, blending into the melody of the countryside. In just a few more days, those fields would be clothed in a new, vibrant golden hue, reflecting the radiant smiles of my parents and the farmers.

When April arrives, my mother takes out the quilts and cotton jackets to wash and dry after the last cold spell of spring, preparing for the scorching sun of this windy, sunny land. The dry, crisp April sun brings me back to my childhood, to the days of herding buffalo and flying kites in the windy fields, to the summer afternoons spent sneaking away from my mother to catch fish in the rice paddies... All of it suddenly rushes back with a flood of poignant and sweet emotions.

As March bids farewell, the gentle spring drizzles are gone, replaced by sudden, fleeting showers. These passionate, somewhat impulsive, yet vibrant showers carry the essence of summer. After the rain, a rainbow appears, brimming with the rhythm of spring and summer. The rainbow brings hope, luck, and joy.

April returns, bringing with it a vibrant rhythm of life. It's the time when the flamboyant trees blaze with red, the crape myrtle turns purple, the cuckoo calls its flock, and the tireless violin-like chirping of cicadas plays a lively summer dance. It's the time when students excitedly pass around autograph books, busily preparing for their end-of-year revisions. These are magical moments, a covenant marking the transition from spring to summer.

April returns, a special time of spring for the entire nation. It's a time when people across the country sing triumphant songs of victory. From remote villages to bustling cities, flags and flowers fill the air, brimming with heroic spirit. It's a glorious moment in history, a time for our ancestors to remember those who sacrificed for freedom and peace . It's also the time when my grandfather would take out his military uniform and medals, clean them, admire them, and begin telling his grandchildren historical stories. Those heroic memories never fade from his mind; they remain ever-present.

April is a historical tapestry, steeped in the blood and sacrifices of our ancestors, evoking painful memories of the nation yet shining with glorious light. Life is usually bustling and noisy, but April is a somber note in the symphony of time, reminding us of the principle of "drinking water, remembering the source" and the core values of life. April is a time to honor historical memories, a time to remember and express gratitude.

Source: https://baoquangbinh.vn/van-hoa/202504/cham-khe-thang-tu-2225538/