
Silence takes us into a dream Cold
ilence on a winter day
Silence brings peace to the heart
Silently listening for spring to come
Silently listening to the wind blowing across the terrace
Silently looking at the clouds, looking at the blue water
Silently looking at the mountains, missing my hometown
Silently listening to Summer's steps
Silence the call of summer cicadas
Silently looking at the yellow color of the leaves
Silent sunlight has dyed it yellow
Silently watching the peaceful times
Suddenly the old tree was silent
Silently the leaves fall in autumn
Quietly, autumn passes and winter comes
Silently listening to the gentle snow
Silence passes through each memory
Be silent when you suddenly feel sad in life
Silence in the stormy night
Silence of the sound of wet rain passing through the steps
Silently we hear the drops
Silently listen to each melody
Silently pondering, looking at the past day
Silently recalling childhood
Silently waiting until sunset
Silently walk through thousands of sufferings
Silently die when going to the grave...
Every human being is born with something to say. Silence is just because they are too lonely and alone in this life. None of us has ever experienced pain and suffering in this life. Have you ever sat back, looked back at the past, watched our own footage and reflected on what has passed... When you were a child, who was by your side, when you were grown up, who was your best friend? When you are sad, who will you talk to? When you cry, who will comfort you? When you fall, who will lift you up? Silence is when we have gone through too much bitterness in life. It's when we no longer pay attention to what's ahead.
And this is my story!
In a certain village there lived a boy named Thien. Born into a well-off family with a good future orientation like many other children. Life passed peacefully like many other children going to school and helping the family. In his free time, he often went fishing, jumping rope, and flying kites with his peers. Life is peaceful, but it doesn't last long. When he was ten years old, his parents failed in business, so Thien's parents had to sell all their assets and move to another place. Step into a remote village. In a place where there are only trees and make friends with birds and mountains. His father and mother had to work for local people doing various jobs like harvesting vegetables, gardening, and working in the fields. From a well-off family with a warm life, now at the age of eleven, he has to follow his uncles in the village to pick coffee, water the plants, cook rice for them to cut wood, and sleep in the forest. At night, lying in a hammock in the middle of the night, the fire flickered from time to time, which the monks lit to warm themselves and chase away wild animals.
Looking up at the starry sky, thinking about the happy times of the past, the innocence of a child. Now he is like an adult, only thinking about the future ahead, no more innocence, no more playfulness in his eyes. His tears flowed freely, he curled up tightly in the hammock and cried in the dark night like a child so that no one would know he was crying.
Opening my eyes, six years have passed. Now he is a seventeen year old boy. At this age, people here call it seventeen, breaking even buffalo horns. At a more mature age with strong vitality, accustomed and experienced difficulties and familiar with the mountains and forests. From watering coffee around the clock, sleeping next to the cemetery to look after the coffee, swimming across streams to catch fish, going to the forest to steal saws, and carrying smuggled wood several kilometers down to sell to traders. His father and mother are also old and now only do small businesses to make ends meet. The weight on the young man's shoulders about the future ahead is even stronger.
Every time night falls, family meals under the soft light flicker in the warm atmosphere of the whole family. Looking at the smiles of his father, mother and younger brother happily, he put aside all the chaotic thoughts and a tiring and stressful day of work to laugh and talk and spend time with his family. One beautiful sunny spring day. The fate that changed his whole life also came. While going to work, with other young men of the same age, they passed by a coffee field in a neighboring village. A little girl with long hair tied in a neat ponytail with round eyes and a small face, even though she was wearing old clothes from the fields, her natural beauty and sunny smile at that time could not be obscured.
The group of young men stopped for a long time, everyone's eyes seemed to be electrocuted. Forget about what's going on around them, forget about the work that's waiting for them. Suddenly a shout came from somewhere, "Hey guys, aren't you going to work? Why are you all standing here bewildered?" An older man was staring, startling the group and running away to work. The girl turned around and smiled like she had a good time.
The turn to his different future starts from here...
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