The first moment when the New Year knocked on the door, immerse yourself in the beauty of spring through the poem "Little Spring" by the poet Thanh Hai - a poem that has long become a familiar song every level country in the spring.Spring has arrived in our beautiful country of Vietnam. Here, I mellowed the mellow lyrics of Thanh Hai's "Little Spring": Rising in the middle of the green river A purple flower Oh, the bird of the genus H chi chi, the wine of the sky A drop of glitter, I moved my hand to catch it.The poetic spring of Hue appears before our eyes. Only a fragile purple flower, growing in the middle of the blue Perfume River, why is vitality so abundant? And there was only one bird that spoke loudly, but why was the voice so far away? Each drop of the sound of a bird dropping into space, converging all the light, the purity and purity of the spring sky and earth, it kept glittering and glittering. Unable to hold back, the poet suddenly reached out for the sound, hoping to capture the wonder of the beautiful nature of the homeland. The change in feeling he takes place is quick, unexpected, but also very subtle. Then he looked at the buds young buds perched on the rim of the camouflage leaves of the battle, spread along the footsteps of the field, across his country. Although we have just stopped the gunfire at both ends of the border, although the subsidy period still imprints in every Vietnamese family, the fruits of combat and labor throughout 4,000 years of history have been amazing during the season. spring 1980