chữa dép ruộng dưa
Combed by wind, washed by rain — groomed entirely by hard weather.
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Combed by wind, washed by rain — groomed entirely by hard weather.
initialism of cái lồn gì thế? (“the fuck is/was that?”): WTF
CMNR — initialism of 'chuẩn mẹ nó rồi': exactly right, damn straight.
Look with the eyes, seize not with the hands — admire, and leave untouched.
Looking at people with half an eye — scarcely deigning to see them at all.
Treating people like straw and rubbish — contempt that rates others as refuse.
to be arrogant despite one's ignorance; to be egotistical
Children of the elders — a wry label for the privileged offspring of ranking officials.
Grandchildren outranking the ancestral tablets — greenhorns lecturing their elders.
Grandchildren lecturing the ancestor tablets — the young overruling the very elders who made them.
This hen, that rooster — rambling talk that never finds its point.
Wise children are their parents' glory — the family's honor grows in its offspring.
"children need their fathers to be complete"
A child with a father is a house with a roof; without, a tadpole with its tail snapped off — shelter and its absence, in one image.
The peacock's chick, if not its feathers then its gait — breeding shows one way or another.
what kind of girl that...
The girls of Vờ village, lovely as paintings — a local boast in one brushstroke.
A girl faces twelve landings — a woman's marriage is a ferry that may tie up at any of twelve shores, clear or murky.
A girl's 'yes' means no, her 'love' means hate, her 'sad' means glad — the teasing dictionary of courtship.
The child studies on borrowed rice — education mortgaged meal by meal.
The child that doesn't cry gets no milk — needs unvoiced go unfed.
Children are blood; grandchildren are sap — love thins by one degree each generation.
Children are debts, a spouse the karmic creditor — the family knot as a ledger of past lives.
The eye is a jewel — sight exists to sort true from false; guard it from mixing fish-eyes with pearls.
An eye that likes the look of things — attraction at first inspection.
One child, then a brood of grandchildren — the single thread that widens into a weave; a blessed house.
the apple does not fall far from the tree
A child of pedigree — if not the feathers, then the wings — lineage shows somewhere, always.
The mandarin's child becomes a mandarin; the poor man's child catches crabs all day — heredity as the old regime's whole career ladder.
Even a settling fly tips the scales — no weight is too small to decide a fine balance.
Grudging the perch yet craving the carp — appetite refusing to choose between fish.
one caterpillar spoils the broth pot
One drop of poison infects the whole of wine.
what kind of boy that...
having a water buffalo allows one to start a business
The Creator's wheel keeps turning — fortune revolves; no one stays up or down for good.
The king's child becomes king; the temple novice's child sweeps banyan leaves — station inherited, verse-form; the twin of the mandarin version.
child or grandchild of an important person, a nepo baby
Child, remember this line: night robbers are bandits; day robbers are officials — the sharpest protest verse in the language.
Dark-clawed crab, dark-lipped woman — the folk-reader's paired warnings.
The crab has eight legs — and still walks sideways; equipment isn't direction.
(noun) words of wishes and celebration for a wonderful new year
May you have a prosperous New Year!
The cà hẩy — the hip-thrust shimmy dance move that swept Vietnamese TikTok.
Cà nhính — gleeful, wriggling excitement; delight you can't sit still through.
File his teeth and scoop his eyes — rage at a debtor who has nothing; fury with nowhere to collect.
The water-bug stays pungent to the very end — character's last drop is the same flavor as its first.
The closer the acquaintance, the harder the squeeze — familiarity licenses the heaviest demands.
Close to the English saying: “The more, the merrier.”.
Golden boughs and jade leaves — born to nobility; a pampered child of privilege.
Plowing the field at high noon, sweat dripping like rain onto the furrows — whoever lifts a full bowl, remember: one fragrant grain, a world of bitterness — the fullest form of the farmer's-toil verse.
Sea fish and mountain birds — the far-flung and untamable; those the net was never made for.
Dried fish with roe — the impossible windfall; luck found where none could be.
A fish that never met water — a talent stranded short of its element.
Fish that refuses salt spoils; a child that refuses its mother spoils a hundred ways — guidance rejected is ruin chosen.
survival of the fittest; big fish eat little fish
birds of a feather flock together
Silver carp, all one spawning — peas in a pod, and none the better pea.
The escaped fish is always the big one — what got away grows in the telling.
Fish live by water — every creature's fortune is its element.