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December 9, 2009
In recent time, I have seemed to be rainstroked. It liked winter. Sauntering on some small alleys among this city, I just recognized I had no feeling, missed the time when my soul have still waved. Đà Lạt is beautiful with rainy afternoons and so much feeling. Today, the boy in me just miss the passed days. The sea of my village, perhaps, is being in stormy season. Cửa Đại's waves is singing some poems in remote memory, when the sea is so calm...
Want to get up in green color of Lang Biang , wanna experience that distance, thin and some vague white points. Told about it many time, however, the emotion was still brand new each time it reached. Brought some safe and sound sensation into my soul, in order to able to live in this scrambling city. Missed Đà Lạt with rainy days, again.
Today, get up early, type some silly things and think of you. Đà Lạt morning, bicycles plunged to the rain direction, hold bitter coffee drops in my mouth, immense mind, I loved rain, loved even small streets. Walked on road, my mind was excessively light...
16/11/2009
Want to get up in green color of Lang Biang , wanna experience that distance, thin and some vague white points. Told about it many time, however, the emotion was still brand new each time it reached. Brought some safe and sound sensation into my soul, in order to able to live in this scrambling city. Missed Đà Lạt with rainy days, again.
Today, get up early, type some silly things and think of you. Đà Lạt morning, bicycles plunged to the rain direction, hold bitter coffee drops in my mouth, immense mind, I loved rain, loved even small streets. Walked on road, my mind was excessively light...
16/11/2009
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