‘The first leaf’ is one of the poets Hoang Nhuan Cam’s love poems that are loved by many people.
The poem “The First Leaf” is one of many readers’ favorite love poems. In addition to the poem being officially circulated today, according to Assoc. Dr. Nguyen The Ky, VOV’s General Director, “The First Leaf” has other documents.
Mr. Nguyen The Ky said: “I copy this poem according to my memory when I hear Mr. Cam read poetry at the Faculty of Literature, University of Hanoi and our dorm room, where he used to be. Click to “shoot” flickering pipe tobacco. This version, probably the original one, so there are quite a few differences from the current official circulation. ” VOV Electronic Newspaper is pleased to post both poems here for your convenience. THE FIRST WARNING (The record according to Mr. Nguyen The Ky’s memory) Very close to you but now far away It is the breath of time, softly My childhood, where did my childhood go I just turned eighteen this morning Dear pink phoenixes stop leaving their hands Cicadas squeak like a drop of water That cicadas sounded like a warning There is a person about to start falling in love How much want to say, how much want to cry The first sentence is to remember the old school A class of enchanted blood color The schoolyard at night falls to the night eagle The first nostalgia I miss you The nostalgia in my heart remembers with my mother My nostalgia never remember that Missing school, remembering class, remembering wisely “There is a Snow White, friends Plus the seven dwarfs are very annoying ” Ten uncle, just look in that class The class’s laughs kept buzzing What year stories, what year stories Just wake up, keep hangover with you The phoenix season blooms and the end of the summer burns On the teacher’s forehead, do not have any silver hair Through each season your braid grows longer But my heart keeps calling on old school friends The fruit was sweet on the papaya branches Flowers are yellow, my loofahs I fell in love with you, you are far away Almond tree dating waving forever I miss it, but only worry about looking back The first leaf is not seen on the school grounds./. THE FIRST WARNING ( The current “complete” version. Source: Fall dice, Writers Association Publishing House, 1992) You see, it’s all far away In the breath of time very softly That childhood passed away so arrogant Purple lilies in the eyes are very passionate Those lovely pink phoenixes left their hands The sound of cicadas tore through the lake Prophetic cicadas carelessly foretold Perhaps a person also begins to love How much want to say, how much want to cry The first song would like to sing about the old school A gloomy green classroom Night school yard – falling to a night eagle The first nostalgia I miss you The nostalgia in my heart remembers with my mother Nostalgia never remember that Do you remember the school, the class, my name “There is a Snow White, friends Plus the seven dwarves are very annoying! ” Ten, look, in that class (Oh those innocent laughter was so disturbing) What year stories, what year stories Just get emotional, just make a stir The plum blossom season, then the phoenix flower season On the teacher’s forehead, the hair should not be more gray Come on, the time for the white braids to fall asleep Time out of time holding knives to carve wandering on old tables and chairs The fruit was sweet on the papaya branches Flowers are yellow, my loofahs I fell in love with you, you are far away Almond tree dating waving forever I miss it, but only worry about looking back Not seen on the school grounds the first leaf.
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