TẢN MẠN CHIỀU HÈ - HẦU CHUYỆN THẾ GIAN.

On a bright summer afternoon, with yellow flowers blooming on green grass, a tiring day was drawing to a close, the sun was about to set, and outside, people hurried back to their homes, each with their own mood. The peaceful footsteps of this diary also echoed, as I walked towards my beloved home. Suddenly, I heard the sound of flowing water and birdsong. I paused to listen, and faintly heard the words of the sages, teaching us to live well and peacefully each day. I would like to share a few words with you; the writing may not be fluent, please forgive me.