There is a peace in my Hanoi, I find a familiar Hanoi’s not going to find ourselves la star. Find themselves squeezed between the life of this to realize that I love Hanoi, the Hanoi inclusion me, but I’m still me and love this land much like love his country is not a crime.
Wind east indifferent early days, adding a broken coat jacket and walked out. Hanoi still have a peaceful heart that, comments Hanoi in a very personal way, probably also love Hanoi more tranquil weather like this.
I find a familiar Hanoi in Lagerstroemia purple canopy of sky. Degrees in July, is in full time by many and most beautiful tomb. There is no summer rains had passed in the night, the morning wake up, walk on the path of familiar, it’s really only see gentle colors, Lagerstroemia fall off because the rain last night filled with small entrance kingdom. Petals fall, but that did little weak but still strangely cheerful, perhaps because, it was life and the beauty of this city in recent days, that is enough.
I find a familiar Hanoi Hoan Kiem lake where waves ripple Aaron Green. Find the Hoan Kiem Lake, as well as looking for the pieces of history, the years have passed, but the historical evidence is still here. Hoan Kiem Lake is the eternal symbol of Hanoi, is the heart of the capital, where I will find peace and serenity to the incipient miracles in cold weather like this. There is something to the old spiritual, there is little vitality in the city these days non-stop innovation. Everything is moving left, only that the lake remains calm.
I find a familiar Hanoi, Phan Dinh Phung street where the late autumn leaves fall sometimes leaning. Especially when the city was about midnight, the street lamps illuminate the road, where it suddenly becomes strangely beautiful. But from Hanoi before people always proud of the path. See also strange thought, why not turn the other parties to become beautiful and quiet roads like this, right? But real hassle, I just think of, but I can not.
I find a place familiar Hanoi sidewalk stalls at night becomes bustling. Hanoi has a liberal to pride and such. They call a glass of iced tea, a glass of lemon tea, a plate sunflower chips and sat talking together three stories, about life, about people, and then all the stories about a distant country other … The life talk that goes on, day after day they meet each other, still in this shop, still drinks, … but it is a story with more new things. Hence the saying, there are relationships despite very long but we never bored.
I find a familiar Hanoi’s not going to find ourselves la star. Find themselves squeezed between the life of this to realize that I love Hanoi, the Hanoi inclusion me, but I’m still me and love this land much like love his country is not a crime.