Dan - This afternoon, suddenly fell out from somewhere in the few photographs of Quang Nam travel, a heart of lemon Hoi An khuang remember da kill! Three days short attachment to Hoi An - did not know enough to call the name of love and nostalgia is not it?
| Ancient Town - Photo: Thu Hue |
Only when the car rolled out of Hoi An, a soul knew I had to trot "paste affair" with ancient love; know and remember this will be our business, nostalgia for the old town as a partner in transient his love forever, but the sign still remains on the lips you love warm ...
Remember every long street with old wooden houses tubular bearing sculptural sophistication existed for more than three hundred rpm lower spring autumn and winter, it's across from the city to another city with deep brown color of the roof singing silent night on the tiles on time rain and sun.
Fluttered past fragrant incense to the king's peace feeling like walking in a world separate from the noise and dust of the engine, advertising signs along the horizontal place called Hanoi Traditional flowers that I have lived ...
| Table khuang small lane ... Photo: Thu Hue |
That left the deposition feel called in collusion quiet afternoon cycling through each small streets, exploring the gentle character, loving and sophistication of the land and people of Hoi An ... Stretching under our feet through on each street is not the word melodious music sounded incessantly, like a gentle flow of memories ru obsessed as far ...
| Cafe in Hoi An - Photo: Thu Hue |
Remember the scene and the dim light of lanterns swaying in the wind of peace - a mysterious beauty, romance and deep lit up in the emotions fairy ...
Each carried a lantern looks cute and different impression: The recall circular lamps warm feeling of the sum borrowed; light of stations or long tubes suggest the Japanese style of dreams of flying, light square head, light green Chinese-style tomb suggests much about the cover of love ...
All sizes, colors and types of suspended hanging eaves forming a shimmering world of the deep love the grace, light in the light of each pedestal smile back and eyes filled with loving affection is not king of sorrow and so tired ...
| Guest western pipe smoking on the sidewalk - Photo: Thu Hue |
Remember the feeling when the dimensions laid fresh cold dew on Huai River, followed more than half sobbing, half as if to hug the same traveler heel all hut voice rang out from somewhere boats known as classic story ... little sister river red eyes in each direction trying to understand football particle infatuated with open heart quo.
Then moonlit night, the warm cup of wine I tell about the night we heard a registered trademark no street lights, neon lights - only the lantern light flooded the city to hear the Association "parent test", "soot test" in poetry clubs like Hoai Pho, Rivers Pictures, Truong Giang ... send gifts to each other rhymes of love sweet grace, in the light of love age couples, of the soul in tune - even drifting about age the late afternoon.
Yeah right! I have read somewhere, that Quang Nam is a land of poetry with a fresh source circuit flows from the City Association - Huai River ...
| Huai River - Photo: FACULTY OF FAMILY WAGE |
Moment to break with Hanoi is about time for me to know there will be tinged soul from all attachment and missing. The narrow road runs across the square forming the board type, the small cafe pretty hot aromatic substances to the foot of strange, intimate space of the gallery and warm; style dishes such as the Ad origin cow cakes, Vac, High floor, then the non-verbal music saturated soul ...
All though both had receded back thousands of kilometers, and although there was somewhere at the spinning of the place vibrant Hanoi Traditional flowers - warm but still eager, still feeling raw integrity forever in peace an ether phase separated from the city of love that warm loving grace to the innocent.
| An old town house - Photo: Luong Dinh Khoa |
Not too solemn as Hue, not too exciting as Cholon, the ancient characters here seem to carry a pure appeal to the romantic soul of the old days ... There has to say about someone like Hoi An So. As for me, The idyllic town quiet title, but many flowers fascinated the time, King incense in May, in his heart - even if only a foot-stop ...
Send the love of the old town and one day hope to meet again, to bathe in the life of the Huai River, seen as taking fresh heart full of spring source circuit ...
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