Thu Hanoi began when his spleen golden rays through the leaves,
transient cold autumn or burdens on small street sidewalk nuggets green
dye. And the most charming autumn when milk flower stirred awake, coming
to life sweet scent …
Not noisy as HCMC, nor daydreaming as fanciful as Hue or Hoi An, Hanoi
has exquisite beauty, romance from all angles, especially purity to
surprise on milk flower season. How many times to the capital Hanoi,
traveling to find a private corner in the soul, autumn always leave in
the mind of the pilgrim deepest memories.
Having heard the poetic lyrics of the late musician Trinh: “Hanoi
autumn, autumn Hanoi, flowering season of milk, fragrant breeze. Season
nuggets of fragrant green little hand, milk crumb sidewalks past
fragrant footsteps …. “people would sort pleased by the charm of days
xao leaf collection. Not only the sights, Hanoi autumn was peaceful
place for travelers reminisce about celebrating a romantic young flower.
Where to wonder if just a little bit of gold leaf and sunny enough for
her maiden dress stormed the streets last xênh camera to record moments
gorgeous song-season. There’s nothing rushed to the young man, while
lounging in the cool autumn wind bit, coffee or shuffle along the
streets watching the guys themselves.
If summer is the symphony of flamboyant red, purple floral
Lagerstroemia, she obtained only occasionally softly ylang incense,
flower milk on quiet streets. Ask why the feeling is unhurried stroll on
the streets on collection day to enjoy the perfume to the skin away of
white flowers blue, star cluster on tall stems. Somewhere on the street,
bear flowers brilliant reverse sweep, known distortions of burden inky
blue nuggets wrapped in lotus leaf ultramarine young, ripe red fruit,
sweet fruit na invites passersby … Guests wander stand in amazement at
one street corner, watching the old crocodile vent line that lap gently
gold leaf ineffable.
Whenever night, chilly breezes caress makes maiden had put on the shirt
fragile feel better to collect her steps go softly beside him. The “milk
flower town” of Nguyen Du, Quan Thanh and Le Duan … gentle know how the
fragrance filled the whole space, chilled night sky with sweet perfume.
The scent was unlike any flower species, suddenly came, suddenly went
to the bag remembrance.
A wind inadvertently glance, each little tiny petals dropping from
above, littered sidewalks, swept away by a great line had forgotten
memories. Wind endlessly in the night not only bring intense aftertaste
of milk flowers, but also makes the couple clasped hands warm. Her
song-season moment, we feel deeply about autumn – moments that easily
agitated soul. The word love can not let out early, had sent the verses
given in a hurry.
How many times guests wondered: “If Hanoi no milk flowers, raw autumn
still passionate and seductive?” Though scent sometimes makes us
uncomfortable, although many cities have also planted a flower This
particular … but from a long, flower went deep into the memory of every
person at the memory of the moment Ha-season segment. Far from the
capital, far from the night winds will be floral collection seem
different. Because it is a “flavor of Hanoi”, a pure love of youth,
although there is still unfortunately miss Foolish. And in the cold of
the night sky, the scent that penetrates the heart, recall past
memories, to love, cherish the life around me …
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