27 Quotes About Vietnamese

Tiếng chim vách núi nhỏ dầnRì rầm tiếng suối khi gần khi xaNgoài thềm rơi chiếc lá đaTiếng rơi rất mỏng như là rơi nghiêng

I was certain t find the familiar sting of salt, but what I needed to know was what kind: kitchen, sweat, tears or the sea.

All my favorite establishments were either overly crowded or pathetically empty. People either sipped fine vintages in celebration or gulped intoxicants of who cares what kind, drowning themselves in a lack of moderation, raising a glass to lower inhibitions, imbibing spirits to raise their own.

Should 'sleep' be plural? No, sleep is an idea, like love, no s. So many decisions in a single simple sentence. Exhausting, this elaborate dance of words.

Y'all have a song?'H nods. 'Bất-tơ-phơ-lai de-lồ.''Butterfly yellow? You mean yellow butterfly.'H starts to explain but pulls out her notebook. The most prepared notetaker on earth.Bướm = butterfly, vàng = yellow.

Alcohol, I had learned, was an eloquent if somewhat inaccurate interpreter. I had placed my trust that December night in glass after glass of it, eager not for drink but for a bit of talk.

Either that information was not believed or inexplicably never passed on to the regional military command. When the attack finally came, Vienamese civilians were defenseless.

That night the mosquitoes ate us up. I had bites all over my body. Back home I thought mosquitoes never bit black people. Not as much as they bit white people, anyway. Maybe Vietnamese mosquitoes just bit blacks and whites and didn’t bite Asians.

No one can sweep,for why sweep away hope?No one can splash water,for why splash away joy?(celebration of Tet)