These days filled with press and social networks were the image of the flood of people who left Saigon, finding the way to the hometown. Looking at the line of repatriated people on miles of thousands of kilometers. People who lose their jobs, workers are free to attach to the sidewalk ..
. More than 4 months in inns, do not income, shake the relief, fiber with disease, now Go home on the motorbike. The cylinder is not floating anymore, the last refuge is home. That hometown that thousands of distant ways
.. The only comfort is a kind heart of the provinces along the road. Wheat drives, filtered water bottles, cups of milk for children ... Porruping the hardness on the road to the remote countryside. Very sympathy, very much, only to pray for everyone to safely go to your hometown. Every human being. Whoever doesn't look forward to living with a lives on the loved ones, the land is buried with his navel
But the swirling of the life of the life has died many people who are far away, finding a business and still remembering the hometown of pain. As the heart of the 19-year-old boy Nguyen Van Thuong in the eastern night music, he was going home. "East night, I dreamed of dreams, loving family; East night, Ta Le Le Phong Phong Tran Tha Phuong ... " In this life, how many people in us in that statement? Many, so much because hometowns are only honest looking at the field and every city has more opportunities to make a living. For many years, Fountain People have poured to Saigon to make a living and Hao Hiep city have to use all the lives. Healing land of birds, everyone arranges for me to find a foothold in this dynamic city's heart. People told Saigon Hoa Le, but through this pandemic, I realized that the flowers of the rich and the rich of the poor, but the poor are too much. Where is it as far away as the Western provinces, close to Saigon right in the past 4 months, where the provinces are not taking into account their citizenship? Just try to think, the sweaty workers are dried, 4 months do not income, what do they live in that time? Picking up the people of the countryside avoiding the translation is also directly helping Saigon to light down the burden. Looking back throughout the months of fierce epidemics to restore their neighbors province. Poor provinces have just besprised the prevention of epidemics and still regularly holding citizens of the province from Saigon to both thousands of people. It is not only a sense of love to his fellow but also the sense of love to Saigon, which is practical to share the burden with Saigon. Looking for the line of people who find the way to the countryside, I understand this life. Fragile, reeling with everyday pieces. Because they have to have temporary houses, seek opportunities to change their life in the city. The dream failed for the epidemic, they only had the only way on sheltering their homeland. The provinces have also prepared places to welcome, the isolation, appointing the navigation ... Yes, no one can abandon his fellow people, but the price of the spending they are held early from the days of epidemics, They will be happy, bringing it in the heart of warmthful feelings. However, the sample knows that everyone is sweaty and tears, but the image of the children according to the family The road on the motorbike, I know that there is a bet on fate. Never the poor countryside has enough jobs for people. In order for no one to be away from the countryside, so not to suffer the days of finding the way home, very close to ... mercury . Dịch vụ:
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