April colors

The sky is in the late spring and early summer, the space becomes more brilliant by the bright sunlight on the leaves. The heavy rains signaled the change of seasons, causing everything to change to change clothes as well.
The sky is in the late spring and early summer, the space becomes more brilliant by the bright sunlight on the leaves. The heavy rains signaled the change of seasons, causing everything to change to change clothes as well.

Wandering around West Lake these days, I can’t help being surprised by the color of the trees along the lake. The sesame buds have replaced the green shirt instead of the burgundy color in early spring. A few bunches of flowers let loose, fluttering in the wind, begin to bloom tiny red flowers, and then when the wind breaks down, a brilliant color is formed. Phuong also changed into a new shirt that was green, strangely soft, soft to weakness. Only when the colors of the flowers bloom do you see the intensity and jubilance of the longing summer days coming back. Blue to green, glowing the familiar street corner. As if changing a new shirt, waiting for the fierce summer sun is coming back. The leaves are not as dark as the summer, not thick enough, but the leaves are so fresh, making people feel like they are filled with excitement, expecting more good things. On the pavement of Tran Hung Dao street, crocodile flowers gently spread on the pavement with tiny ivory-white flowers. Green crocodile leaves, cool the whole street, making the surrounding space become much clearer than the hustle and bustle of the noisy streets. Just a little wind, flowers will fall all over the hair, on the shirt. If you sit quietly on a bench by the nearby Hoan Kiem lake, you will smell the gentle scent, refreshing your whole soul, even if you experience a virtual brainstorming day. And somewhere, the king is somewhere with a purple flower color that remains at the end of spring. The purple color fades, but the leaves appear darker, thicker in the canopy. Let a certain girl still attached to the pictures of a girl’s ao dai but roam all the way. There is a flower associated with Ha Thanh girls. The flower is pure white in color and the scent touches the heart of Hanoi enthusiast. The flower is like a dotted line that adorns Hanoi’s unique and exotic elegance. The flowers entering in the girls’ paintings both exude a dignified, arrogant look, and at the same time make people see the graceful, gentle, yet rustic, closeness. Lilies – juniper flowers, the flowers in flower wagons traveling around the streets in these days. Just a simple rustic ceramic vase can call the whole season away from shaking Ha Thanh. Hanoi in my heart is still the same, filled with love, despite mentioning thousands of times. Just a breeze spreading the sesame buds on the street, or stirring the yellow fallen leaves at the root, just the rain and dust waving in my hair, or the gentle scent of alligators, is enough to make my heart flutter. And then, in the midst of the changing seasons, I noticed that April seemed to be brilliant, sweet, and fresh, calling for the summer sun on the trees.