Gently Touching April - Quang Binh Electronic Newspaper

(QBĐT) - April has truly arrived, the presence of April is not only seen through the calendar hanging on the wall, but we can also feel it through the change in the weather. There are no more cool days, the light drizzle of spring. Instead, there are the torrential rains of summer. The pure, golden sunshine of April lingers on the porch like honey, the scent and color of April is so sweet.

April comes to say goodbye to spring

Heaven and earth regret the fading spring colors

The weather in April is like a young girl who has just fallen in love, capricious, angry and sulky, when rain and sunshine, hot and cold are intertwined and erratic. April can be considered the bridge between spring and summer. Please walk slowly, gently touch April, to feel the weather stirring to change from spring to summer. The sky in April seems bluer, a few white clouds are wandering and playing at the end of the horizon. The lilies - the flowers of April, some are in a hurry to show their colors, some are still shyly budded, waiting for the day to spread their fragrance. April is the beginning of summer, the weather is not quite summer but not quite spring either, so I like to call the April sun the young summer sun.

I welcomed the early summer on the porch one morning, looking at the village fields stretching out in a deep green color, listening to the chirping of birds and endlessly remembering the years of my childhood. The April sun was shimmering, each patch of sunlight lying on the rice fields starting to bloom. The rows of rice were as soft as peach silk stretching endlessly. Occasionally, each clump of rice gently swayed in the wind as if blending into the music of the countryside. In just a few days, that field would put on a new, bright yellow outfit, shining with the radiant smiles of my parents and the farmers.

When April knocks on the door, it is also the time when my mother takes out the cotton blankets and cotton shirts to wash and dry after the cold spell of Nang Ban, the last cold spell of spring, to prepare for the hot and sunny spells of the windy land. The dry sunshine of April brings me back to my childhood, the days of herding buffaloes and flying kites in the windy fields, the summer afternoons of hiding from my mother to catch fish in the fields... All of it suddenly comes back with so many sweet and touching emotions.

Saying goodbye to March, the light drizzle of spring is gone, replaced by sudden showers. The passionate showers are a bit frivolous but full of intense vitality carrying the tones of summer. After the rain, a rainbow appears again, a rainbow connecting spring to summer. The rainbow brings hope, luck and joy.

April returns, bringing with it a vibrant rhythm of life. It is the time when the royal poinciana flowers are bright red, the purple of the Lagerstroemia, the call of the cuckoos, the tireless violin sounds of the cicadas, once again playing the bustling summer dance. It is the time when students are bustlingly passing their yearbooks around, busy with lessons for the year-end review season. These are magical moments, the covenant to transition from spring to summer.

April returns, which is a special spring time for the whole country. It is when people from all over the country sing the song of victory. From remote villages to crowded cities, flags and flowers are flying all over the sky, boiling with heroic spirit. It is a glorious moment of history, of our ancestors reminding us of those who sacrificed for freedom and peace. It is also the time when my grandfather takes out his military uniform, along with his medals and awards, cleans them, admires them, and begins to tell his children and grandchildren historical stories. Those heroic memories never sleep deeply in his memory but always exist in his mind.

April is a picture of history, soaked in the blood and flowers of our ancestors, evoking painful memories of the nation but shining with glory. Life is bustling and noisy, but April is the low note in the music of time, reminding us of the morality of "remembering the source of water when drinking" and the core values of life. April is a time to honor historical memories, an occasion to remember and show gratitude.

Truong Hien

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