Suddenly several today, I remember the dates of life in Da Lat. At the age of graduating from university, I went to Da Lat to find a job, right on the occasion of July, the season Vu Lan.0: 00/3: 26 NamThong in the hire next to Da Lat University. The early days I couldn't find a job, staying in the room was also boring so I walked wandering around Da Lat, breathing fresh air. My first impression of Da Lat is the winding slopes, a cramping and dark blue races and rushing to Ho Xuan Huong's face
. Beautiful and romantic scenes. July rain fries. The cold space, I coo in the rain, walk around the lake just to see and think of the butt
I passed through the pagoda gate, stop watching for a long time, the smoke is suspicious in the cold rain , the scent of incense is sometimes in the nasal waves, unfortunately the bell of the temple ... Bing deck ..., then suddenly dissipated into silence, bringing a cozy, surrounded feeling in me, sobbing Quan.tuy Rain but visitors enter the gate of the pagoda. They visit, offering incense and offerings. They are different from each other
Persons, worries and interests; carefree, cheerful; People in glass and reflection. Low glimpse of wet pigeons cheerful on fluctuation. Sometimes flying down in the middle of the yard, the disturbance called her flock. The circular hydrangeaborne like a balloon in the rainfall. Besides the temple is a green lotus pond. The pink lotus wings are na, despite the wind, storms and lotus are still shouted in the pond. The lotus leaves continue the circular rain seeds such as sparkling glass jewels. Vertical slopes of Phu Dong Thien Vuong, Bui Thi Xuan, I passed through a fragrant bread. Looks like in the rain, my sense of smell becomes flexible, the stomach I started to rake, hungry for hunger. I watched in my wallet, there was a little money, but I couldn't get a job, when I just paid the train, I wondered should I buy? Hesmeasy I finally bought a sweet toast of butter. One hand holding the box, a handle of the bread, I just went to chew like a humanist. Also seen, but only the shelf, so happy, I comforted myself and took myself. Rain, some houses are about to offer full mones, fruits, sticky, tea ... are neatly shown on the tray , It's all dignified, dignified, I returned to the inn. The host owner is a boy, the age of 60, on the face of a broken hobby, the hair was cloudy, but his eyes were still bright, shining a kindness. I asked me: "Have you eaten anything?", "How did you move to me?" I politely answered briefly and tried to hide me, lonely, empty in my heart for remembering home. "Everyone's newly graduated, everyone will be fine," Uncle comfort me. Suddenly, I gave me the coffee, full of green beans: "Hey, I took back to the room and took, took a pocket of flexible pink jam, this Da Lat specialties, my wife just had that slug." I love you thank you, then go to my room. Some students fill out the window, staying with the stalks opposite to look at me, nodding offering smiling. I am in Da Lat nearly a month to find sales for a bookstore. The first month I didn't have a salary, I was exempted from the room, as long as the money was free. I don't know what to say, but thank you. Extremely emotional. Uncle always treated me, watching me with students like children, so students there often call him three. I worked in Da Lat for a while, moving to Saigon to teach. The days of days in Da Lat, the toddlers entered life, especially the image of the housekeeper, I couldn't forget. I am growing up, more and more. Sometimes I still go to Da Lat to visit you. The time and aging do the bracelets of human life. But the soul is always optimistic. This year the Vu season spreads back, suddenly I remember the pain, exactly remembering Ba - Ba Da Lat. . Dịch vụ:
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