Hanoi Vietnam - City night

Night gradually let go. The sky was black, a color chasms mystery. Some faint starlight lone bright sun corner. From above looking down at night in Hanoi Vietnam as a stream is moving in a myriad of electric lights flashing. High pressure range of light into long streaks of yellow, white cross on the city together. People crossing the line beneath the road, all the movements in rhythmic harmony night in Hanoi.
Not as exciting wild flowers of the Saigon night, not a sad character discreet, wary as the night the ancient capital on the Perfume River, not tiny like the night flower in Hoi An, Hanoi has a night distinctions very attractive. When the big clock in the Hoan Kiem lake is only 0 hours, breathing is of life. Hanoi does not have moments of sleep. Millions of capital was lit up thousands of lights, colors shimmering in the night. These people build cities prolonged work.

Night is the continuation of the day. The life of man, but a third finite time was spent sleeping. Live, work day is not enough, one has to live the night. Discover the colors of the night in Hanoi see the true value of time is gold. Sleepless nights of those who defend the Capital. Hard night's work for tomorrow's engineers for the city a creative idea. Colors of Hanoi night interspersed between modern and ancient. Where noisy night discotheque. Dim night where communities and in particular black coffee. Romantic night where the flower market, vegetable market. Weary night of the sweeper. Night of the light absorbed inside pages. Night foster human intelligence. The quiet little sweat in the night. Night quiet corner where there are lovers in ecstasy unknown to kiss the dew is quietly dropped.

The space is purged overnight softer, purer. Perfume is a scent of the night of nature. The aroma of the soil deposited in trees, on flowers. The aroma of sun radiating down into the gentle breezes dishes haired man. Nguyen Du passionate night flower smelling milk, sugar pearls Youth fragrant incense spreads. And then a vague scent made me waste sitting here wondering, doubt and wonder. Just go on the streets during the day was, how superficial chaos of our lives do not realize. No night time waking up the scent natural gift for Thang Long thousand years of civilization.

Night Hanoi - Thang Long nights. On the night mirror lake peaceful calm as from thousands of years ago. Looking to the Turtle Tower, sparkling lights reflecting into the lake. In the dim light at night this is where the ball of the Le boat to enjoy, where the ball is hidden golden turtle. Night of the legendary and now, what I saw ahead as real as dreaming. Night adventure into realms as opposite Hanoi's rotation period. Still hear the sound of the domestic: English cricket cry worms, wind, vague as a growing drumbeat in the text of Thach Lam ... A Hanoi harmony between classical and modern. The watch on Lake Shore Post Office marks each moment of the night, the time step move slowly. Long night ... Quiet night in the old town dreaming. Night taciturn in Quan Thanh temple, gold knock up a steady beat as the birth of mankind. Immerse yourself in a night of Hanoi, in the mysterious night fragrance to any heart. Remember the memories ...