| Wait for me - Thich Tri Super Posted: Dec 07 2011 6:29 AM PST | |||
| What's more precious - Thich Tri Super Posted: Dec 07 2011 6:26 AM PST | |||
| Bodhisattva - Thich Tri Super Posted: Dec 07 2011 6:21 AM PST ![]()
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| To Wind It Go - Anonymous Posted: Dec 06 2011 8:36 PM PST | |||
| Mother I - Anonymous Posted: Dec 06 2011 8:30 PM PST Mother I ![]() Throughout her childhood and growing up, I always hated my mother. The main reason is probably because she only has one eye. She is heading to your friends in the class mocked, teased me. My mother cuisine to feed me a good education. Once she arrived at school to make me make me feel embarrassed. Why could she do this to me? I ignored her go, she threw a look of hate and then fled. The next day, one of her classmates in the class is over: - Hey, I see that. Your mother has only one eye! I just want to bury my shame to the ground. I just want her to disappear from my life. That day I speak straight from school with her: - I just want to turn you into a laughing stock! My mother said nothing. As for me, I did not notice anything to these words, because then my heart filled with anger. What I did not notice his mother's feelings. I just want to get out of the house, no contact with my mother. So I try to study hard, and finally, I get a scholarship to study in Singapore. Then I get married, buy a house and the children. My wife is the family home, I hid her about her mother, saying only his orphaned childhood. I am satisfied with life, with his wife and children and the material comforts I had in Singapore. I bought her a small house, sometimes secretly send his wife donated a little money on her own as a full duty. I had her do not contact me. One day, her sudden visit. Many years ago she did not see me, even she had never seen her. When you see an old woman looks blue flood front door, the children have little laugh, a little frightened. I have my wife mad with concern that specializes in, shouting: - How dare her to fear that my child is doing? Go out of here now! My mother answered only small - Oh, sorry, I'm wrong address! And quietly turned away. I did not even contact her during a long time. Childhood, she had children with them you teased humiliation, now a parent to have destroyed the lives of children or what? One day, received a letter of invitation sent to the surface of the old school house, my wife is lying to an assignment. After the meeting, I stopped by her house, out of curiosity more than to visit his mother. Some neighbors say that my mother had a few days earlier and thus have no relatives, social security office was attentive funeral. ![]() I do not get a small tear. They handed me a letter back to my mother: "I love you, Always think of the mother as well. Mother had dared to apologize for the unexpected and Singapore make me fear. She was happy when I heard about the field attend the meeting, but her mother is not afraid to step out of bed to go to the popular view that child. Mother did regret the embarrassment with friends during the school here. You know, even in small children, you have an accident and lost one eye damage. I can not sit still looking to grow where only one eye, her mother gave her child's eyes. She sold all her doctors may have to replace human eyes, but her mother never regretted it. She was so proud because I have people, and her pride for what you did for me. I have seen a whole new world with the eyes of the mother, instead of the mother. I love you very, Mother ... " | |||
| Writing about my father - Luu Trong Tuan Posted: Dec 06 2011 8:25 PM PST ![]() WRITE ON MY FATHER Luu Trong Tuan If you have to write about a great man, I'll write about my father. In this world, perhaps easy to feel more love love her father because her children are always fraught with painful tongue, the mother take care of each meal, broken coat. Effusive as her means of water, as in his folk songs, but fatherhood is towering with, only in the context of the child is looked up to see it. I still remember that afternoon, to find a solution to the problem or math teacher and the teacher praised the student math team. I wait for my father's cheerful front gate of the school, thought the show would run buzzing with his father when his father came to pick. But you have to pick up his mother, only I got the ball nestled in the afternoon before the school gates are down. "Maybe his father and then forget to pick up!" My eyes tear the car, the crying. I am very angry with my father. The wayward children in our wake, I stood up and decided to walk home, over a long distance 5 miles from my school near New Market on the Green Store, Saigon. ![]() I did not eat that night, though my mother tried to soothe. I hear my father's mother shall forget the way to take, but he said: "It was a good student but her son very weak. He did not forget to pick up children. He went to school but did not catch that quietly followed the see how children behave. Your child should be challenged, to address the difficult problem set in life. " My father taught me the lesson to people like that. Sitting behind his father, he often reminds me: "Do not sit frozen, but be aware leaning tilt in the opposite direction of the father driving the new car easy." For many years then, sitting on a boat in the picture on the ditches and canals with the students, I remembered his father's seat, said balance, as well as between those in the picture adaptation of life. Also on his saddle, his father had taught me a lesson situation. My mother was brain stroke and dementia since I was 11 years old. My father after work often took me to lunch market. One day when the market heard the "robbery" Then he hugged me to stop driving the first thief: it is a boy. Getting it back and apologize bag woman, my father washed crowd booed the police ask to take it up: "It then repents." To teach food, my father asked what he wanted to eat before the eyes open to its surprises. Trying to eat I wonder why he did not ask for money but it took it away to eat. My father answered as to the life of this: "Money has turned him into a guy who you steal, do not you think?" I woke up early, preparing to drive a bike with "tent mat" to implement the university. My father was waiting at the gate, quietly said, "You take the car away, the father take me to the test. Why do not you know today for his children to college exam?" I only know silence because they want to take the exam as you. The end of the test, you test the same room with her to the school gate, I saw his distance beckons. You forever from her home in central contest glance told me: "Are you really happy, with his father every minute count to all the ports in competition!" Later admitted receiving the notice, my friend asked, "Who will be the first ones you show off this fun - I always say - Where is my father to show off." That night very late, my father quietly to the side. The father is sitting in a chair reading Water Margin. I gave notice of his matriculation college. Father see a long, gently folded and gripped my hand: "Be a teacher at heart as he Mencius, lighter ...". | |||
| A Rose For Cha - Vo Hong Posted: Dec 06 2011 8:16 PM PST ![]() "A rose for the father" of Vo(DVHNN) Mother! Divine call had appeared on each child from early babbling sounds. The breeze in the literature of Vietnam, we encounter the stories of mothers touching. The father talked little more, but not without the written works of the father touching. A rose for his Vo is the writer of one of the natural pen-known custom of the father. ![]() The father in the custom editor pops up real close, know how touched. I do not care for her mother when only pregnant women but also washing the diapers, do all what is best for me "Father mother care when pregnant mother, father knit his mother, father help her hand mixed bottle, diaper washing when poor parents. When offering full month, he lights incense magnets respectfully ask Ms. Mu and greed invoking divine bless the fast food, big soon. Perhaps it was the first time, was most significant in our full life that he thought the gods. Because I believe, that profession, but a reputation for ... though superstition is also fun getting ready. " Father and son of old trim and close proximity to each other more than father and son together because the plow, the same together. Civilized society increasingly progressive division of labor as a well-defined, and when her father per person per profession should not close and intimate as ever "Society today more intellectual, more civilized, a job in his life, the profession, who takes care of this, love your father eventually becomes faded. Love tangerine wrap your father only shows as a child. When the primary school, children start big, start choosing your father is starting far”. Society has condemned many times, the press has cost not less not less ink life by how many children "disloyalty" to her father with multiple acts of silver. When you do not know that they remember the time "It was five to ten ... Just look at the three-year-old boy with his firing. Getting his closing run Nhong capsules. Getting to drive a car port looking .... On the way to his fist, his face looking up occasionally, albeit trivial or face ugly”. The old saying "dependable young fathers, old trees". Cha even old, frail but very afraid to disturb the quiet and often stay "The older, suffering mounting, oil-in-law can not bully the mosquito, ant bully instead. Every bite, every shot, the victim found that the dam headache, eye opening is clear. Look at the sky, where also see the Big Dipper that ample new day in court led to his only son for the look". The time, he should know what to give. Father does not want gifts sent to children, the elderly or children not deserve it so very interested to visit "Signal not just a gift, which can sometimes send a letter months. Where content requires superior, just twenty lines after a brief conversation was heard, it's just that ... his birthday, gave a flower. If in a city far away, two three two three children sent congratulatory telegram, which cost not much thrill to create a debt. Where the spirit of fun losing party sorghum”. Happiness in life for those who are mothers, and fathers and suffering instead of his mother who no longer. Every year, Vu Lan holiday, set out red roses to his mother who, many Buddhist temples also install lace symbolizes the father. Blue Ribbon: Father also; white bow: his father died. As a rule of nature, and will one day all of us have lost parents, lost his father "Father and mother, and will one day: Peak flowering flamingoes participants from off the ball (Meet the parents-died-NV). Each child should have to hurry. Returns taste is never enough, is not considered outstanding, by love I love you "for" and not "lending" to be known as fully paid”. ------------- (*) Meet the parents (cross II taste) | |||
| The Most Important Your Life - Anonymous Posted: Dec 06 2011 8:10 PM PST ![]() The most important thing in life![]() Sometimes you ask yourself "Who is the most important in your life?" Invite you to read and the guy in the story as a small test of life, eventually failure of the test answers this student was right or wrong ... with me? It happened at a U.S. university. Coming out of time teaching, professor suddenly suggested to the students: - "I'm with everyone to try a small test, try any one wants to join me?" A step-up boys. Professor says: "I write on the blackboard the names of 20 people that I could hardly lift." Boys to follow. Among the names that are names of neighbors, friends, and relatives ... Professor says: - "I delete the name of a person that they think are not important!" The boy immediately remove the name of a neighbor. Professor said: - "You get rid of one more." The boy's name removed to a colleague. Professor said: - "I remove the names one more go". A person is not the most important in life. delete the next guy ..... Finally, the tables are left with three names, parents, wives, and children. Both the silent hall, people quietly looked at the professor, the feeling seems to no longer merely a game anymore! Professor calmly continued: - "I delete a name again!" The boy hesitated, very hard time making choices you make .... chalk up ..... and striking out the names of her parents! - "Let's go again underscore a name!", The professor's voice sounded in our ears. The boy froze again, then like a machine, slowly and firmly crossed out the name of her son ... And he cried aloud, posture extremely painful. The professor waited for him to calm down long time and asked: - "Of the people closest to you, the parent and child, by the birth parents and teach them to people, children are born due to gut em off, but the wife may find others replaced, so why, to me that his wife is the farthest it difficult to move? " Both the silent hall, waiting to hear the answer. The boy calmly and slowly said: - "Over time, parents will abandon me that goes, children as adults, and will surely leave me, always with people, make friends with me throughout my life, really only my wife!" | |||
| Empty jar and two cups of coffee - Anonymous Posted: Dec 06 2011 8:04 PM PST | |||
| The Integrated Plant embarrassed or Hanh minutes Under Foot - Anonymous Posted: 06 Dec 2011 07:58 PM PST ![]() The Bad Tiger Tree area Plants tall, imposing title a beefy boys are reaching the long arm sure, healthy foliage spread around as cover, transport cover, such as grass in our embrace. Life goes so quietly. One day auroral sky sunny, cool wind blowing vi vu, white clouds float, high above romantic adventure. Trees dreamy eyes looked upward to the stars and thought, "Nice too, where it is affordable paradise?". Decision trees will go there, decided to leave the grass, his rising up towards the stars. - Where are you going? - Grass asked, softly - Go find the stars of happiness - Plants cool response Have stayed alone on the vast prairies, while trees growing high pitched. Spacing of trees and grass is getting wider ... Life goes quietly. Until one day. Trees began to feel tired. Tree realizes he can not get to the place where it still is a haven for happiness. Tree of remorse and look down. Grass trees that are still there and have fun with the petals, slender with the butterflies. Trees suddenly feel regret, remorse. - Trees on it how? - One day asked, grass vegetation. - Everything here is good. Being friends with wind and hear the birds chirping. Life is colorful and very fun - head up reply Tree Co - What is a tree found why happiness? - Grass Tree asked to look Plant grass nodded and looked gently smiled, turned away - head up, looked toward the stars trying to avoid eye contact. Trees know you're a lonely man, but that the inherent arrogance did not allow it to admit his regret. Plants fear embarrassment, fear proved his weakness. Until one day, storm coming! Plants cope cope. Trees fall collapse, lying still on cold steppes. The next day the storm out, blue-dawn sky. Tree opens eyes to heaven, far from the sky, but the green of grass and it's really close to warmer Trees die, grass around. Some time later, where trees grow to a strange species. A tree is always the last to know and not tried to look up. They gave it the name is Tree shame.END=VIETNAMESE TRANSLATE ENGLISH BY BACH LIEN HOA.NAM MO SHAKYAMUNI BUDDHA.( 3 TIMES ). OM MANI PADME HUM.( 3 TIMES ).TSERING DOLMA,TASHI ( AMBER ). TAM NHU 1, LE VINH.8/12/2011. |
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