With suburban spring

It seems like a dry season wind

Call spring to the suburbs with people

Flower color, wake up the sun

Suddenly the ground seemed vast and green…

Suddenly the rice plants outside the city

A life that was supposed to be just for each other

Save last season, next season

Golden hour sifts a color of love

Green canal with tilted cone

Carry the color of water separately from the color of sky

Just a suburban canal.

But why does the water always sing youthful songs?

It seems like a red fire in the area.

The confetti sky suddenly burst into flames

Spring must come to me

But from the ground the sun rises?

Spring comes suddenly to the apricot branch

The color of flowers is faithful throughout the bombing period...

Green buds, green shoots in an area

The sky and city suddenly lit up.

Looking for you in the vastness,

Mixed in the color of the eyes… suburban silt

Spring is entangled with you,

To let people and good land thrive?

Source: https://thanhnien.vn/voi-mua-xuan-ngoai-o-tho-cua-luong-minh-cu-185250111192232856.htm