I am far from Quang Ninh, HaLong bay is far from being 9 years. Nine years ago, my father transferred to Hanoi. The family as published in the capital. Until now, I still remember my very beach. I remember "home" you, remember the sea, remember the summer sun as you pour fire and four crab fishing.
Every time every time I ve asked myself: "Summer come." Add a summer once collective desire and wish I was back to Ha Long. I imagine the scene is her dress cool waters while blue horse up at the blue sky, and imagine the bizarre shapes of the clouds, remember the old days his flood you with exam diving, swimming .
Wading back in time, I remember the days of childhood, the days when the lives of our family was tied to the sea.
I love the seas. As a child, I always start on her summer to go swimming. Was always trying to "soak" for a long time, every time her mother was also urged quick shower lest sick, every time ashore was also dented all the limbs as long soaking, which was also scratched out both galaxies will heel and soles of the feet. But that is not the day swimming in the upset, the mother turned to the exchange.
In the summer of my second grade, my parents brought me to visit the bay. The first time I felt the cool sea breeze from the boat when standing on the roof, listening to the waves each bucket at a distance with only one hand, watching the vastness of the sea and grandeur of the mountains.
The girl, the boy at the time I reach the age where Halong know what, just look at the mountain know that relate to the animals. I flood your own eyes and enjoy the mountain chicken frog, a bird ... I can see the mountain were physically wear on the inside. In the mind of a young child I always feared that day only, the mountains of this beautiful country will wear out the "sorry" too.
Boat dock, we cruise around the caves in Cruises in Halong bay: Dau Go cave, Sung Sot cave, Thien Cung and amazed at the beauty of nature. The line stone "flow" down like long water lines, forming a variety of different looks when bunched together: head stone, stalagmites, columns against natural, turtle pictures, the old man ...
Nature was ingenious when creating living sculptures, honest and have a "soul" to it. Caves always sparkling, mysterious tinted.
Final resting place is the beach at Ti-top island. Water in the cool, I can see the bottom layer of yellow sand. We are swimming in the sea waves, shifting under the waves, to wave to put away wreckage. English shout, call each other, laughing voices echoing a corner of the sky and now it also funds up to the sounds in my heart.
Memories of Ha Long is "enriched", and it settles into the joy, excitement and pride in me. Proud of their own eyes watch with a live wild strokes of nature, proud of their country with caves, beautiful beaches, Cruises in Halong bay is proud of two times the UNESCO awarded the title of "mobile production world. "
This year I was 21 years old, the time spent diving ngup kids together, test each other "open" sand in the water was found broken pieces of coral, shells, the pebble shapes and bright colors, even a handful of sand from the bottom of the water body to see the children a lot more sand ... Gone are the romantic age of innocence, I have to start independent lives, and so the plan for Ha Long also sparsely populated.
Now, sit typing these words, I remembered "home" of their own to turn intolerable. I look again I was breathing fresh air brought salty sea. I remember and crave the taste of how the sea, longed to inhaling the cool taste, fishy concentration characteristics of the wind and sea, longed to see the waves put out the same color as jelly wreckage my glove home, longed to touch the sea.
If you have a chance on the Cruises in Halong bay, the first work I do is dip into the sea leg, touching the sea, feel the warm breath of the sea, to sea comfort, cover up, soothe my memory!
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