The author of the poem 'Red Flower Season' passed away
Poet Thanh Tung passed away at 9:50 p.m. on September 12 at his home in Ho Chi Minh City due to old age and poor health, at the age of 83.
Ms. Lan Huong, daughter of poet Thanh Tung, said that after nearly a year of fighting stomach cancer, her father passed away peacefully surrounded by his family. Earlier, on the afternoon of September 12, the poet showed signs of weakening, occasionally shedding tears as he looked at his relatives.
The poet’s funeral will take place at the Ho Chi Minh City Funeral Home. Afterwards, the late author will be buried at Chanh Phu Hoa Cemetery, Ben Cat, Binh Duong. During his lifetime, he wished to be buried in Binh Duong to be close to his deceased literary friends.
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Poet Thanh Tung - author of the poem "The Time of Red Flowers". Photo taken on his 80th birthday. |
In addition to the poem "Time of Red Flowers" written in 1972, which was composed into a famous song of the same name by musician Nguyen Dinh Bang, Thanh Tung has many works that have been set to music such as "Nguoi ve", "Ha Noi ngay tro ve" and "Mua thu hi em" by Phu Quang. In particular, the song "Hay tro ve" has the lyrics "Voi tro ve, huu vat ra di" which has become a catchphrase for many people. "It must be admitted that Thanh Tung has some truly poetic verses, which are haunting after reading them once. In addition to the ideas, Thanh Tung's poems are also rich in melody," Phu Quang once shared.
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Poet Thanh Tung, whose real name is Doan Tung, was born in 1935 in My Loc, Nam Dinh, but grew up in Hai Phong city. Therefore, he has many famous works written about Hai Phong. In 1995, at the age of 60, Thanh Tung moved to settle in Ho Chi Minh City.
He published the poetry collection Red Flower Time and the epic poem Southern Journey. The author received awards from the Vietnam General Confederation of Labor and the Vietnam Writers Association.
Musician Thanh Tung's wife passed away in 1989 due to heart disease, leaving him with two children, a boy and a girl. That year, Lan Huong - his eldest daughter - was about 15 years old. Throughout the long years that followed, although he still experienced some romantic feelings, Thanh Tung did not marry again. He raised his two children alone despite many hardships and difficulties.
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Poet Thanh Tung's daughter (left) and granddaughter cried while reading poems to him at his 80th birthday party (2015). Photo: Thoại Hà. |
"My father was simply a poet, a poetess. He lived without competing with anyone, without jostling, without calculating gains and losses, but always maintained his innocence and romanticism. He always endured poverty happily and optimistically. He loved poetry, so he considered poverty and rags just a challenge, which he would overcome at some point. He always valued friendship and poetry. His spirit and determination have given me the life I have today," Ms. Lan Huong shared.
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Red flower season Under the color of flowers like burning desire He held my hand and walked along the empty road. Only the sound of cicadas boiling does not give a quiet summer afternoon Won't let my heart be at peace He was absorbed in a distant cloud color. About the sail flying through the small window About the magic of the past I sing an old poem The passion of a young girl Every season red flowers come back Flowers fall like rain Fragile wings scattered bright red Like the blood of youth Flowers fall like rain Like the old days when we were foolish We looked deep into each other's eyes But feel heartache In my poem he is not present The poem sings about a time of passionate love I'm not sad, just regretful. I do not go through all the passionate days Flowers keep falling noisily like youth No one can be cold Flowers put a red mark in our hearts Like a scratch on the heart After the song, I was silent. The silence is bright red flowers I know it's meaningless to be with you After the song I was like You of the old red flower days After the song, so did I. He of the old days of youth. |
According to VNE
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