It's time for us, his men still have here, still trying their best to beat the mission of the blue shirt that he transmits us from the righteous day of Hoang Vu, eating rice with the wind, covering the blanket Dew.0: 00/3: 56 South Southern "A circle Create me the gap is in the gap to sing the jersey this is the British - I am happy to smile with a small eyes of the eyes and eyes feel the" poetry voice smoothly, lightly absorbs by Frustrating of time, lightly soaked on every drop of poetry creptoms into each soul every student of Loc Loc Uyen IX - A Vi We 'sex, eighty people, twenties, sitting in the middle of the temple field. The red eyes were deep and deep after tired nights, sometimes heard somewhere the hiccups farewell. He sat among us, the hair was silver, his face was illuminated by the fire, he sat there looking at the sky, looking at young faces with gentle eyes from the old, finally he took the song We also took the same voice: "Hope to rise in the middle of the priority night, I rang in the fear of the war season .
.." The activities of the British chief enthusiastically joined the song ended , both space and time like stopping in a close-na, somewhat choked indigurents have changed into a crying cries. His Tam Hanh - Nguyen Truong is our camp leader, is the driver The boat takes us into the path of the Probational Chief, an older runner who is safe to retire but still enough to bring us on the first trip to the chief
That year's camp, I know you're a poetry, your poems that penetrate the frustrates of a soul because "love poetry should bring cholera" as the words he said. But because his cholera mind helped him live the two lives, a love of love, and a life of the blouse color. British capital accumulated for over 70 years of life. Those are passionate enthusiasts, which are fearful and fearful, large emotions that are large and groomed with the rustic rustic words. "Although simple, flowed into the depths of them pristine ", (extract wild flowers - Pensive 2nd century). The poetry of his poetry is sometimes the sadness of a people of the people who have a penal debt, but bring the lyrics of a layman I have seen through the burns of selflessness, poetry leaning tilted to bring impermanent pen strokes. "Fixing each other in the middle of the strawberry tank - Ai white hair ends to go to the middle of the beach. Poetry to find each other). Poetry English adventure between Ta-grandma, he sympathizes with the fate of Long Dang, the spirit of his poetry echoes in Ba Ria - Vung Tau sea streets and then quietly returned to the attention Quang Tri. The poetry he sometimes wine where the pagoda is An Tinh in every hour of the sutra, sometimes about the bald sponge
"The ball is alone to raise the cup of wine and beat the sadness of the leaves in the salty The lips of lips ", (Quote poetry about the old place). Gentle the soul to gentle your content that makes the junior on the road to the lives of the brother, he lives as the righteousness of the monk older brother. He brought his soul gentle his content that motioned the junk on the road, the Dharma road, he gently weted the sprouts with romantic poetry, full of sacrifices. "Please drink bitterly for life of sweet honey and paved the way for the foot of their feet throughout the pink buds and robbery ", (Quote poetry dream of dreams). I bring all the best in your poetry For love, as if the blue shirt was the poem that he wore luckily. And, his muse was sown in his poetry Bi - Tri - Dung seeds to help him escape the sea of overlapping suffering. "The whole color kept the love of the trapped gold. Arrange me in the blind realm ", (Quote Pure Fragrance poetry). Dear, when his age was high, the frequency he participated in the events of the organization. It's time for us, his men still have here, still trying their best to beat the mission of the blue shirt that he transmits us from the righteous day of Hoang Vu, eating rice with the wind, covering the blanket Dew. "If the compassion does not have a decision to realize the truth of truth full of reality this moment is close to the temple to leave the temple yard ... the gap ...", (Quote poetry space). Truong Nguyen, the first teacher of his chief brother. . Dịch vụ:
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