Small pen in the quiet deep night
Record every word, every breath of humanity
On the page, joy and sadness flow gently
Every beat of life follows the newspaper page.
The terrible news in my heart
Urging to go despite the dark night
The pen is straight, the heart is steadfast
Keep your mind pure in the midst of confusion.
There are some rough days in the flood area.
Join the people, cry and laugh together
Each line sent to the editorial office
Is so much love in loss and gain
Journalism - though not a glamorous profession
Always quiet like a small kitchen in early winter
I quietly tell stories about people and the city
Contribute dawn to illuminate the rhythms of life.
VKL
Source: https://baovinhlong.com.vn/van-hoa-giai-tri/tac-gia-tac-pham/202506/soi-sang-nhung-nhip-doi-3bf10c8/
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