When will the water flow back to its source

When will the rain send water back up to the sky

When will kings and lords be in tatters

Only then may you resent that life abandons us

Now father is weak, mother is old

Family love, debt to country, vast still await

If you love, please do not be indifferent

Be sincere, do not be careless, oh my child

The six organs come to be, the Buddha helps us

Ear and mouth, nose and eyes, tongue and skin

Nose and ear, though so, yet are not wicked

eyes look with pity, at most it is

skin,

An evil mouth, that can still be endured

An evil heart, evil intent, is truly a demon

Words spoken and ways lived should be proper

True wickedness, in the end, cannot be forgiven!

Injury, wound, the body is hurt

Treat again and again, change course to recover

The head aches, be careful night and day

Touching the wound brings bitterness a thousandfold

Once stitched, that part is done

In any case one must be truly careful and focused

If there is still hidden pain, hidden pain

Bảo Toàn follow up saying where the bruise is

Treat until the root is gone, no more worry

[?] this illness clashed with the head years ago

Medicine has been taken in excess

Yet the pain is not cured, still not satisfied

The painful spot itches continuously

Ointment and pills still filled by prescription

The hospital advises not to open [it]

For it is forbidden to touch, open it and die at once

So one becomes patient, becomes steadfast

Do not persuade Miss Phiến to fret, must be happy.

Sitting fishing, thinking of making poems

Long poems short poems drifting hazily

Five parts, six words, that's enough

The eight-word part floats and bobs

The fishing house is truly deserted

Seeing rain, shielding from rain, sitting by the canal quite painful

The fishing water already looks black

Must go far from water, small self forever

The poem at the start is wrong

But rain unsatisfying is a poem to dissolve

Green leaf, do not have the heart to fall,

Yellow leaf stays, tattered heart.

Do not let the body collapse, the soul be lost,

Wasting effort spent nurturing, avoid the round of suffering!

Hoping Heaven won't change the colors

Spring lasting forever, why should summer contend to return

So as to hope to do the work of the dike

Don't let the flood rise, break the dike, break through the current.

A husband's love, a wife's duty, how much labor

Hoping Tản mountain, Hồng river will carry along

Hands joined, chanting Buddha, waiting to see

Hoping Buddha will bless, firm trunk, firm branches!

Hoping for the day, month, the night watches,

Karmic roots, morning and night, gathering to save from danger,

Steadfast heart, repentance, following through burdens

Praying to Heaven, praying to Buddha, hoping danger will end.

So that husband and wife, two children

Have joyful unity, a bright pure life

Healthy, joyful, beautiful like a rose

Color, scent, fragrance, months of watching and waiting

Thank you, brother, for gathering together

Wishing aunt and uncle a hundred years of life

Perhaps the Lê family lives kindly

Perhaps the Phụng family first helped the village

Thành Phong is now spacious and fine

People throughout the country, the whole village rejoice

Bát Tràng, porcelain craft, kiln-firing

Wishing Quang to be warm and well-fed

All his life

I here am already thirty springs

Married twice already, still greedy for worldly life

Please don't think this is nonsense talk

Whichever lady wishes, I'll repay in the sleeping part

Of course you below, I above

I here have none, why bother with a blanket

Be happy, just laugh out loud

Making love, done and over, we go put on trousers

Thus lovemaking is fulfilled

Even if someday I leave the world I won't complain

summer hot, winter cold

If given, one must enjoy, brimming with heaven's blessing

I here have received the poem,

From you and the grandchildren, waiting to inquire

Precious indeed are the warm words of greeting

wishing Mưu Ngọ a hundred years of life together

Returning the wishes in general

Wishing Phiến to always build up and help the people

Helping the family in time of need

Helping the clan, dear ones back home

Phạm and Phụng, our two family lines at home

Being an example and model, surely what the people hope for.

Half a life, harmony of wife and husband

High reputation, salary and perks, became sir and lady

Why did it come to a split

He in one place, she in another

Not because of gambling and carousing

Not because of liquor and drugs, tattered heart

Perhaps work was troubled

Perhaps money matters weren't settled at the division

Perhaps some hidden matter on the side

Only now revealed, going down and across

Being honest earns respect

If deceitful, relatives will mock

Even if one had everything

Even if it leaks out, husband and wife fall apart

Crying to heaven is far too late

So it must be endured, crying to heaven is in vain!

April is the month of worry

Common folk do taxes, so as to get it done

Income, stated clearly line by line

From beginning to end, however the money is

In general how much is gained

Spending too, every dime, every cent

Whatever passed must be compensated

Must declare it all, fully and completely

Effort out, income back will be balanced

How much profit remains, spoken out

Then list it out leisurely

how much to pay, list it clearly

If left unfinished

Must redo again, shameful and painful

America, regardless of poor or rich

April tax-filing spares no one

So the people are so very busy

Once done, time's up, sleep freely

April, visiting and chatting

Is a thing of reproach, for being busy always

A few years ago migrated

Whose kindness sponsored, remember going abroad

Remember who gave us a bed

Remember where we had a place to lean and study

Who is the one that helped through the night watches

Whose merit nurtured branch and fertilized tree

Remember whence came sufficiency?

Good job, plenty of money to spare

The family established is a glory

Girls and boys diligent, praised in all regions

Friends happy with books and lamp

Soon a master's degree, competing with the world

Wealth not in tatters

Household goods complete, interest [?] out

In case someday grown old

Still retired, money is ours, we use it

In life, living healthy is to be an immortal

Once healthy, joyful, no money can buy it

Unluckily, struck by a wind out of season

The body exhausted, forced to fall behind others

When fruit and flower are no longer fresh

Morning to evening it too fades away

A human life then is fully spent

A hundred thousand illnesses come, what's strange

Parkinson's is the disease of the trembling hand

Many have caught it, also tremble and suffer

Medicine, doctors are troubled

Treat again and again, more medicine, still remains

Be joyful while the country is still young

treating fully, precious indeed

Hoping Ravi recovers, don't grow old, hoping Heaven blesses this grace

Let Ravi recover, this grace remembered for life

Remember who helped father

Lê with love helped the household for so long

Now Châu Dung at the fore

Death there, saving self and helping the family

must work and diligently study

Success excellent, honoring Vietnam

Pray that someday work

saving people, saving Dung, the southern land [?]

medicine of dreams

success fulfilled, name complete for Dung Châu

Sincerely hope.

Sơn now, a rare daughter in the house

helping father, helping mother, the whole family living together

That year seventy-five, common upheaval

Remember Sơn, the elderly relatives reunited, migrated

Now firmly anchored settled

Thanks to Sơn, thanks to George, resettlement secure

Wishing Sơn George peace and health

Sons and daughters succeed on the path of livelihood

Even the children endure hardship to advance

Future progressing, remember the good vocation

Hoping life is beautiful like a painting

Wishing Sơn George achieves success

Who loves grandfather like Minh

Always spoiling, truly, plainly offering

Eaten, eat more, without stop

spoiling with tasty, spoiling with sweet, without stop, tasting always

Today and then tomorrow again

Minh still gives more, a few more tasty spoils

Minh's love is truly complete

My grandfather so, Minh's wife and children remember

Here Liên, here Nghiệp, oh children!

So much money, so much effort, from afar coming to visit

Coming across strange far places to visit warmly

Short years, more rain, months and years remembered always

Three boys are so handsome

Together returning to visit grandmother, long days remembered

Thịnh Tâm and Đạt cross the bridge

The work of learning, through upheavals, reaches shore

How glad, so many hopes and dreams

Have succeeded, fruit right away

there has bloomed [?] planted rose

Lotus fragrant, thanks to father's effort, Nghiệp today!

Springs now, buds bloom at home

Every bud is beautiful, truly precious

Fragrance abundant night and day

Như, Vy, renowned, jade-like hands

Work, so must go far

Going far, remembering the household, father aches

Mother then busy and sorrowful

Lacking someone to talk with, through the night feels sad

Poems come, poems go, always

Rarely can meet, who knows the sorrow!

Hoping Heaven blesses and helps this situation

Buds bloom together, flower now, small fate

Mother and father, so many wishes and dreams

Như Vy together in dreams, hoping and remembering the karmic bond