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The carrying-spike sharp at both ends — the middleman who wounds both sides.
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The carrying-spike sharp at both ends — the middleman who wounds both sides.
The carrying-stick sharpened at both ends — the go-between who pricks each party toward the other; duplicity as hardware.
One must remain decent and honorable in spite of hardship.
Hungry for rice, ragged of coat — destitution with no way out.
Racing in strength and racing in breath — rivalry down to the last lungful.
Hungry, I eat date-palm fruit and keep the rice for mother — her teeth are old and weak — filial piety at its plainest table.
Hungry, I eat half a sim-berry and drink half a bowl of water to go find my love — appetite deferred to longing.
Hungry or full, one wife one husband — a bowl of broken rice, and rich in play of heart; who fells the tree tears off the shoot? Anger passes, love returns.
"So hungry" — a state report and a proposal in one; the natural next line is "ăn gì đây?" (what shall we eat?).
Hunger breeds the desperate — courtesy is a fed virtue.
Hunger sets the knees crawling — feet learn to run and legs to go when the stomach commands.
Painted cakes for hunger, dreamt gold for wealth — comforts with no calories; the currency of illusion.
Hungry, eat greens; ailing, take medicine — each want has its own plain remedy; don't cross the prescriptions.
Hunger teaches the knees to crawl — necessity is the body's own instructor.
to shut the door and teach each other
We two meeting here: a starved ox finding fallow grass — hunger's luck, said with a grin.
We two herded buffalo together in patched brown-dyed shirts — may the rice take to the basket, the moon to the wind, and you to me.
We two are rice in the milk-ripe ear — matched in love, unmatched to our parents' liking; threads the elders spun thin, we spun thick.
We two are fire new-kindled, moon new-risen, lamp new-trimmed — everything at its brightest first hour.
We two are Phan and Trần of the old tale — a thousand leagues apart, then side by side.
We two are wine and fermented pork — mid-intoxication; let no one's whisper part us.
We two are little water-snakes — let the current run as it will, we hold each other up.
We two are a coin's two faces — heads, tails, tilted or flat, still one coin.
We two are a figure fresh-molded, a bell fresh-cast, a temple fresh-built — love in its unchipped first gloss.
We two love long and remember longer — as the river holds its water, as the mulberry branch holds the silkworm.
Designer-knockoff flashy — dressing head-to-toe in fake luxury (the word is a Vietnamized «Dolce») and carrying it with total confidence; names both the counterfeit goods and the loud aesthetic built on them.
Clouds in the east, stars in the west — company on every horizon; a gathering in full assembly.
Many hands beat skilled ones — numbers out-produce virtuosity.
Many hands make the clap loud — collective effort gets results a lone pair of hands cannot; the communal cousin of "many hands make light work".
Silk in winter, rags in summer — provision perfectly out of season.
A softened Southern expletive — the minced cousin of «đụ má», keeping the rhythm of the curse with most of the sting sanded off; punctuation for frustration or disbelief among friends.
"Just kidding" — the retraction that saves friendships; deploy fast after a joke lands wrong.
many large, bulky, and cumbersome items
The tag question "right?" — turns any statement into a check-in; the listener's nod is half of Vietnamese conversation.
"That's right" — plain confirmation; stretch it to "đúng rồi đó!" and it becomes delighted agreement.
The climb starts low, the journey starts near — no summit skips the foothills.
A kitchen spoon stirring a cauldron — the implement lost in the job's scale.
Frozen stiff — stunned into a blank stare, buffering like a crashed app.
Ridiculously easy — literally "as simple as joking around"; the two halves are nói lái of each other, which is the whole charm.
on one's own; by oneself
to take a pet to the vet
The orangutan guarding the tube — holding the container and missing the contents; possessive and outwitted.
The road is long and the horse gallops out of sight, but one bound by love returns though it take a hundred years.
The road is not hard for its rivers and mountains, but for the heart that fears them — the obstacle is in the traveler.
The road lives in your mouth — ask, and any strange town becomes navigable.
just and dignified
Fish landed, trap forgotten — gratitude expiring at the moment of success.
might makes right; the winner is always in the right and the loser is always in the wrong.
Near the rich, a toothache from their young rice; near thieves, a broken back from their beatings — proximity to either costs.
A good areca year hurts the rice — the seasons trade their favors; no year blesses both.
"Alright / that's enough / okay then" — agreement, sufficiency, or gentle wrap-up depending on tone; a workhorse of daily talk.
Given something great, to immediately demand something even greater — insatiable escalating demands.
By the time damages are won, the cheek has long been swollen — compensation never undoes the blow.
it's all-or-nothing; you either go big or go home
Getting to eat, to speak, and to carry a parcel home — the full sweep of a privileged visit; every advantage at once.
Great vessels finish late — the largest talents are longest on the wheel.
Great timber down the river never returns — the drifted life, past rowing home.
Big talk, no blush — bragging past the reach of shame.
Big words, no substance — the boast is the inventory.
The great contain the small — capacity is what magnanimity literally means.