What do you miss of Hanoi’s Autumn:
Then realize that things will never return, only earning Hanoi still there, beautiful and lovely to heart only. Had no autumn day was awfully peaceful, maybe we did not used to go on the same road, is not it?
Hanoi Fall nothing so beautiful, to have things idly passing only once though that still makes people remember forever, so even if such earnest that still makes people not to forget any lingering, so despite Hanoi bored at times freanzied, despite how far away, still want to rush back there, the more love the more memory, the more memory the more unforgettable. Perhaps, it might just be the day the fall of Hanoi.
Hanoi Hanoi no longer is it without Autumn Collection plate to his jacket over silk shirt taciturn in a late afternoon wind, sunny days shy and gentle light, not too exciting fierce blazing sun as summer days, not deep cold as winter.
Love the cold indifference tingling in head wind, love the atmosphere scented foliage plants on windy day in peace, love moss roof remains the heart of Hanoi to see his heart sagged, lighter and yen than the average.
As the afternoon lingering fragrance of milk on the way Nguyen Du, is the day immersed in the city of flowers, beautiful robins Helenium pristine gentle shy on a chilly afternoon on the streets of Hanoi.
As the days wandering tired legs to shake the ball Lake willow sword Poinciana psychedelic or vertical rows Ly Thuong Kiet Street venting tiny gold leaves nursery spread along the sidewalk ….
As the afternoon in the ancient cathedrals echoing sing song “Autumn Hanoi – Hanoi autumn. Fragrant flowering season of gusty milk. Season of fragrant green nuggets small hands fragrant city sidewalks milk stepped over. “He strokes ancient contemplative eternity seemed to time.
And are you, smile shining golden autumn on the path unwinding Hanoi. Hands clasped together in his hand, went in me a windy afternoon, as the afternoon bike ride together and then quietly turned to smile the way to West Lake lotus flavor spread in the wind, your hair is inserted into someone entangles if income does not come back, will not miss, no more waiting, no more the bin rin when apart, sinuous return date if absent Fall
Then realize that things will never return, only the fall of Hanoi still there, beautiful and lovely to heart only. Had no autumn day was awfully peaceful, maybe we did not used to go on the same road, is not it?