[Novels] Dear honey, Hanoi - nostalgia and love

Send him my love for Hanoi has completed its own. You see, the season is also the season of Hanoi love, your love is just another way for others.

[Novels] Dear honey, Hanoi - nostalgia and love

Hanoi late autumnal streets with countless individual rays thin, dyed his nostalgia for the autumn wind arcade rainy day not to wear. You see, Hanoi still pretty soft, so pure. I just want to hug Hanoi, comforted by the soothing lullabies from I write poetry, the same way I want you to hold me in your heart, they behave like Tabby cat lying in the doorway sun ...

Send him, Hanoi sunny, windy, full of love on a boat full of hope. Thu passion nestled into every corner of every street, and then let go whine every time the wind shrieked often episodic se cold iron.

Send me a calm morning in Hanoi with strangers. Listen very famous bamboo brush rubbing her labor on the road in the early morning, when the fog was very shy table spread wide. The son of a sleepy old town is located on a dreamy layer of fallen leaves rumbling from the night before. Dry twigs on high, barren stick straight up like a blue sky dotted sad. Suddenly the wind blowing from the leaves still lying motionless in the street. I miss you, sad city?

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Send me Hanoi love, sexy but prepubescent girl pink face. Maybe not just those who live in the New Hanoi Hanoi love so much, even those who have never set foot in the capital still have a love of Hanoi own truth. It is an abstract emotion, can not touch, but make others feel good. Beautiful Hanoi, Hanoi four season brings its own characteristics, breath can not be confused with any other city. He could see, but perhaps the most beautiful Hanoi to collect ... Thu tightly adhered to Hanoi as a lover hundred years, Hanoi has wrapped tangerine lips as salt concentration not to be missed .. .

Send him, Hanoi has many street corners remind his double anniversary. In ancient times they asked him to pack his memories of where to go if accidentally lost touch with each other. He patted my head said, "Keep your memories in every corner, because the city did not run away scared and took them in turn named Honey." Very sweet and deep as Hanoi has its own way for the love of you and me.

Send him, sunset on West Lake profusely nostalgia for the past five months. Moody sunrise let down his face shining Lake, space here as a light yellow tinged tenh, destroy skin and vague. Small birds fall sunny streets of rush to fly backwards. West Lake Road Youth injection lull in purple sunset. Some people rush to get this point, lest it go ... Anyway, it was nice not he?

Send me moving moments Hanoi season subtle and vague. Not everyone can recognize the miraculous intervention, smoothness between seasons in a year in Hanoi. When rice flowers bloom forced rush last season, the ever more. When lilies bring nostalgia is then dyed in April, the House was filled with flowers on a crowded street.

Where the time when the milk gently spinning in mid-air flower burgeoning did not realize that was collected and he à late fall. And when improvements riverside garden under brilliant sunshine, girl clasped hands someone broth cold winter. Hanoi kinky but retains the charm for those who love this place, is not he?

Send him my love for Hanoi has completed its own. You see, the season is also the season of Hanoi love, your love is just another way for others. Hanoi has a lot of nostalgia and not a moment of anger and idle stability you go, the sun fell on his shoulder ...

Send him there, Hanoi beautiful, because we love her there. He did not miss you, write you send the nostalgia of Mine!