Nostalgia for Autumn

(Baonghean) - I know it's already too far away.

We waited for each other for several autumns, all in vain.

The boat sails through the cold, deserted riverbank.

The poem is stuck in my heart, my dear.

I gather up memories, both full and empty.

Let this be a memento of a time we shared.

Where are the sails heading?

The golden chrysanthemum symbolizes first love, and here it is...

Truong Quang Thu