Dalat, which is the heart of Lamdong province in my beloved country Vietnam, is charming and pretty as a girl. It's more or less 80km far from my town. I have many chances to pay a frequent visit to this lovely place. 

Dalat enjoys the cool, fresh air. There you can spend the four seasons just during a day: the spring in the morning, the summer at noon, the autumn in the late afternoon and the winter at night. When the night falls, everything seems to lighten up as the girl has taken off her uniform and is already dressed to the nines then goes out. She sings in the wind and dancing joyfully along the Xuan Huong lake. The breeze can make you chilled. Here and there, people have a stroll on the walking lane. Some couples are hand in hand with a blissful smile on their cold cheeks. Oops...No one is unlikely to rush. Yup...life flows silently, lightly as a stream in the spring.

Hot soya milk, grilled paper rice, grilled meat rolls...please! I order them all :-)

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I'm writing with an empty mind. Strange as it may sound, I still can't make up anything to tell the world. Haha...let's see...What do I have now?

It's raining. The God is so generous to present us the precious water after many days letting the all creature waiting. Here coffee trees must be having a good bath. It's cooler, even colder. I bet to have a sound sleep this night. 

The house is so quiet. It must be, for sure. With the location in an isolated hill, it is an ideal place for a peaceful life. The old lady is playing with her grand-daughter. I wonder what the little baby thinks when she is speaking thousands of meaningless words and then laughs silly, naively. She likes watching commercial advertisement on TV. Her eyes don't move even a blink. I can't know what is in her mind.

And I'm stupid, sitting before the black machine and type nonsense things. Right? I don't know, writing is just writing, for English purpose only. It's okay for me, for certain.