Opinion

A few days ago, I went to the market to buy flowers for the first day of the lunar month. The market near my house had no more chrysanthemums.

Ngoc felt a chill down her spine when she saw the news about two children who died in a locked house.

In 1997, the news of the birth of Dolly the sheep stirred up a mild debate in my family.

I was shocked when I read the news about the fire in a mini apartment building in Thanh Xuan District, Hanoi. Dozens of people died, including many children. A disaster.

At the end of July, I received a call from my mother: “Your Aunt Ba had a stroke, it’s very critical”. She told me to “hurry home…”.

In 2000, we began our software export campaign; our target market was none other than the United States.

On these recent weekends, I received almost simultaneously two pieces of good news that provoked much thought.

Ms. Thuyen’s heart was burning. The school year had started, but she still hadn’t found a school for her two children, aged 10 and 11.

The opening ceremony is a sacred moment. The beating of the opening drum is a moment that stirs many emotions.

Having completed an export order of passion fruit for a partner in the UAE, the owner of a business anxiously awaits payment that never comes.