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Thorns in the Heart I

             " No, sometimes we went to play the game in a quiet area, and
         she and I knew only, ran after butterflies among the flowers to catch
         them, then pressed them in our books. "

             " You think that love was like a dream, don't you? "

             "  I  didn't  know  how,  when  the  feeling  of  love  slides  into  my
         tender

             heart ? and because I was so young, I did not understand about
         that...!

             One  day  on  Sunday  morning  at  Spring  season  1959,  flowers
         blooms  in  full  colors,  She  went  to  the  Church  with  her  marriage
         clothes, standing beside her father, and among all of her relatives. I
         was so surprised, stood at the left side of the entrance door of the
         Church, looked fix at her face, while the bell was ringing to welcome
         her step into the Church, and after I saw me happy smile, I left the
         Church  during  of  the  time  she  was  getting  the  marriage  service.  I
         went to old places, where we were playing games. I didn't know why
         I went to there! "

             "  You  do  love  her...  "    Phuong  interrupted  while  Nguyen  had
         pause.

             " After I was back home, sitting in the living room, looking out
         through the window to her parent's house, I saw her family friends
         crowded  around  her  to  take  a  picture,  and  congratulated.  They
         opened  the  party  full  of  food  and  wines,  sometimes  the  words'
         wishes  of  their  guests  were  in  accord  with  the  laughter,  and  the
         crackles of the firecracker on their front yard...."


             In  a  moment  Nguyen  stopped  talking,  took  his  cup  of  coffee,
         holding  a  cup  in  his  hand,  looking  into  it  and  sipped,  seemed  he
         thought  over  his  youth  past,  the  time  of  tender  love  without
         thinking, and worry about life, and life was such as a beautiful song,
         that echo in the air, hiding in the cloud, flying over the green grass
         field  and  spreading  out  to  the  horizon  in  the  peaceful,  he  doesn't

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