Across the roads of Hanoi in last May beginning in June strewn with leaves, as if ” yellow leaves I drop the spell.” Leaves carpeted the roadway, on moss tile roof , leaves fly as as the rain fall in the shoulder.
Hanoi ancient and peaceful became more romantic in the summer rain suddenly poured with rain of leaves like numerous hand of young girls hidden in green canopy leaves down the street.
This season, these are not made on the air of Ha Thanh into sorrow as the autumn with cold air make the space of Old Street became empty or winter with the dry barren sticks in the frozen people. Because this season fall leaves of Hanoi like trying to pick finish dry leaf to be attached on the branch to give up one’s green leaves covered space, making the lives of sky brimful sap.
If there is sadness just to go between the rain of leaves don’t remember a song about this season of Hanoi, to softly sing like that: “Autumn go to yellow leaves fly / leaf fall for wedding coming … “(La Do Muon Chieu by Doan Chuan-Tu Linh artist) or” Do you go Hanoi ?- Old sau tree fall leaves, my love have just touched autumn, winter has just come (Duong Cam Thu khong em by An Thuyen artist).
Suddenly remembered the verse in the song “Spell” of women poets Dao Tinh: “Yellow leaf I drop spell , for one picked up on making charming / Sad love sitting watching the moon/ nobody love then love myself, leaves fall to lose on temple yard, love of spell i drop for myself … love me. “