MY COUNTRY,
I was born and raised in Dalat, Vietnam.
Dalat winding streets are surrounded by surrounding mountains. The architecture here has a unique French house undulating on winding low slopes. On both sides of the road is green ventilation in the wind, the pace of life here is slow.
Dalat often has sudden rains. The drizzling rains come and go. I always feel regretful for something.
In my heart, I still have a feeling of lightness under the drizzly rain. I keep thinking of the time and space that stops in that moment, leaving me in the gentle pureness of heaven and earth. Dalat is also like the capital Paris of France, I am proud to be born and raised here; I. love my hometown.
~ By: ML ~
