Page 45 - Thorn In The Heart

Chinh Nguyên

musicians with the thousand instruments, such as the bass of the
frogs, the trumpet, bugle, and Clarion of the big mole-crickets,
cicadas, and field-crickets, the flute of the green band big
worms.

The insect musicians were free to play their show at night
under the moonlight and star with a little chilly in the night dews
— the perfumes of the young early paddy mixed with the smell
of the muddy in the air and go with the light wind. The sky is
high and dim, making Nguyen felt free when he stood on the
knoll to look around into the horizon. Then he shrieked at the
top of his voice to hear the echo expanding in the air.

Nguyen was born and grows in a big farmer's family, close
to the cattle and fields. Therefore he loved the natural
countryside of the water ponds, paddy green fields, birds singing
on the branches and domestic animals.

Sometimes, Nguyen ran on the young paddy banks to play
after the butterfly in the warm sunlight. Another, he stands
quietly to look at the waves frequently on top of the seed-rice,
then in suddenly he cries loudly to make the egrets taking off the
field and flying in the air.

When the wind was blowing a little hard crossing in the air
on the knoll that closes his parent house, Nguyen always holds
the wire to guide his kite, which was flying high under the blue
sky to compete with his friend’s kites, and they are noisy to
compare their kites.

Nguyen remembered that sometimes he ran after his older
sister on the grassy field, and let she send a kite into the air at
the Autumn afternoons. He saw the yellow leaves unstable in the
air and follows the wind at a distance, then slide down to the
ground. The light wind pushed the leaves rolling noisily on the
slopes nearby his parent's house and stopped at the wall corner
or stuck on the foot trees.

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