Illustration: Van Nguyen
The wind blows gently through the areca trees
The flock of turtledoves huddled together on the leaves.
The cold sleeps in the quilted jacket
The kitchen roof silently incubates the aroma of new rice
Reach out and lift the velvet curtain
The gentle night separates itself to pollinate
Fire freely branches out in color
Shine like Van Gogh's Flowering Orchards
The branch of the night of the thirtieth that mother picked from the garden
Announcing a sweet start to January
On that pure white page
Every person is born a noble guest in this world.
The way home never gets old
Sit down here and pour yourself some hot tea.
And listen to the fragrant time.
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