For many years of loving 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 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, back to the road of spring flowers. The road is bright under the brilliant yellow sunlight, carrying vitality. Flowers bloom from the main road leading into the village. A road of purple afternoon flowers stretching for kilometers, 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 a village gate, ancient trees and flowers.
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, paintings 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, knowing how to convey the 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 interwoven, 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 that our village has a dreamlike 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 behind have also contributed their efforts and money. Many hard-working hands of the villagers, who have cultivated through so much sun and rain to create a lush crop, are now working together to cultivate and care for each flower and corner of the garden. Flowers offer the village and people their fragrance and beauty. Flowers bring people closer together.
Thanh Hoa has many beautiful villages. I have visited 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 valuable 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 alleys (shortcuts). 12 alleys go up in steps, here each alley starts with a unique path 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 their homeland.
Each villager has their own way of preserving the cultural beauty, so that the village space will always be fresh. 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 worth living and lyrical. Of course, the beauty of the village does not come by itself, but thanks to the aspirations of each child of the homeland. In the tender spring, I would like to present my village with the most brilliant bouquet of flowers. I believe that each person also has a 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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