Back to Hanoi in the afternoon with the last cold wind. Carries a sense of humor, bewilderment. Hanoi is still slow and light. Milk flowers are still there, still passionate in the wind. Who do not understand, do not blame the smell of it. I'm not a Hanoi resident, but I like this place very much. No matter how sad it is, Hanoi is still beautiful in its own way .. This land is full of romance and classical. so that anyone who comes can find their own peace
