Những ký ức quay về The returning memories

Memories are things written on brain paper Turning into magic forever anesthetic You are like a so sparkling pearl by night, I saw it once and lost track of it Which ruby lips smiled like the sine wave Behold the Mekong River hair and the seductive scent of Cindy A lot of letters to you that were long in anticipation The street of cars was strangely busy in my heart When I was a student, I craved love like ripe tamarind, sour mango Craving the sea with a shore of love Tired old bike with long rotation A high dream in low poverty The beautiful memories went step by step with us quietly Like peach blossoms scattered along the painful river Come on baby, poetry is a dream of riding a cloud! For me falling on my stomach and break my neck With love the shadow of a long dream The drunk heart increases self-esteem Knowing that love is a difficult task, isn’t it?