Rice flowers bloom on Nho Que River. Moved by these miracles, Mr. Dang Quoc Khanh – Member of the Party Central Committee, Secretary of the Ha Giang Provincial Party Committee wrote the poem. Love carpentry. Poems like wings for the love of people in the land “legendary mountain forest”, “to remember forever and everlasting”. The author paints a picture of romantic, eternal love and majestic poetic beauty of the scenery here “Together, join the stone maze” , fully conveying the feelings and wishing everyone in all parts of the country will come back to Ha Giang to love and perform. “An appointment with green forest rocky mountain” together “Embroidering the passionate love of carpentry wings”. In tune with the feelings, feelings of love for the land and people of Ha Giang by Mr. Dang Quoc Khanh, musician Manh Chien wrote the poem into a song. Carpentry incense. The music video was shown by singer Vu Thang Loi, introduced as a special gift on the occasion Khau Vai Windy Market Festival 2021. Video: MV “Huong Moc Mien”

The image of rice flowers (carpentry) on the Nho Que river in the MV. Towards major national anniversaries such as 46 years of the Liberation of the South, reunification (April 30, 1975 – April 30, 2021); International Labor 1-5; 67 years of the Dien Bien Phu Victory (May 7, 1954 – May 7, 2021); 131 years of birth of President Ho Chi Minh …, singer Vu Thang Loi released MV “Huong Moc Mien” with many typical beautiful scenes of Ha Giang rocky plateau. The MV tells the story of the love of boys and girls in the rocky highlands, the twin mountains of Quan Ba, Nho Que river and especially the love affair Khau Vai. The music video was composed by musician Manh Chien from the poem “Love carpentry” by comrade Dang Quoc Khanh – Member of the Party Central Committee, Secretary of the Ha Giang Provincial Party Committee. The music video was shown by singer Vu Thang Loi, with unique scenes of the northernmost land of the country such as the rocky plateau, the pink triangular flower plots, the crimson rice flowers on the green Nho Que river Between the high mountains … MV “Huong Moc Mien” will be a special musical work on the occasion of the Khau Vai Weather Market Festival in 2021, will be held by Ha Giang province in Meo Vac district from 6 to 8 -5 (ie 25th to 27th of the 3rd lunar month). The wooden gate and stone fence are very familiar of Ha Giang. The music video was made by director Tran Xuan Chung, with the mixing part using the typical sounds of the Northern mountains such as Khèn Mong, the leaf trumpet … Singer Vu Thang Loi performed the song beside the red blooming carpentry tree next to the Nho Que line. As a singer – soldier of Military Region 2’s Van Doan, Vu Thang Loi said, the beauty of Ha Giang nature, rich cultural life, sincere people, hospitable, the romance of the Flowering season, including spring with mesmerizing flowers next to the Nho Que stream, he shakes him to form “Mien Mai”. Triangular flowers and canola flowers, the characteristics of spring Ha Giang. The MV “Moc Mien Mien” is also how singer Vu Thang Loi and his team of artists accompany Ha Giang province honor the unique cultural values ​​here, contribute to promoting Ha Giang tourism, inviting visitors Come to Ha Giang, discover interesting things, attractive cultural features and majestic natural landscapes.

Many years ago, my uncle Warm often made an appointment when my grandmother’s death anniversary was reunited in Thanh Minh period. “My family goes to Duoi market so that we can go to Mo market very much. Why does Ms. Ba have to go up to Buoi market to shop for something, far away?”, Mr. Warm asked. My mother replied: “I let her grandchild go to the market. I just went back to Buoi market with many things to carry to let him know the market is fair.” Come on vegetables, melon and fruit cake, all kinds of fragrant leaves. That is the way to go to the market from the previous day to contribute to my grandmother’s death anniversary, my mother used to let my children go to the market. The price of the train ticket at that time was only a few cents to hear tinkling to Dong Xuan market, through Hang Dau booth, then through Quan Thanh temple, finally up to Buoi market. The fair is over, the hat is undulating, the burden is full of people, the hat is full of leaves, and the clothes are black and cloth. In March the carpentry flower bloomed, the thorny taffeta rose, I had a market filled with the scent of flowers. Then my mother gave me a gift of silk rolls on the eyes of Mrs. Tu hump. Mrs. Tu’s back was cuffed, but her cake was thin and delicious. Fish sauce from the market is not as delicious as at home, but Mrs. Tu adds a taste of ca cuong and fresh chili, a pinch of oregano, the taste of home market gifts. Once I took the tram back, down the lake, my mother fed me pho. Now I want to find the market in Hanoi, no longer see the burden anymore. The lever, perhaps only sold at the market Vieng – fair only for luck. From rows of vegetables, fruit rows, bamboo cages containing geese, chickens, baskets, baskets … many things it kept hidden in the heart, could not erase the soul of the twisted pair on the shoulder. human life of the last century. In March, it was drizzling and rainy, so I just wanted to get sunny. Who can buy March sunshine in Hanoi? The sun also makes the face of the countryside market, especially the shops, to smell the spices. Curved beams, one side of the burden is cold vermicelli vermicelli, wooden ladle pouring vinegar flavored with vinegar suddenly sour and spicy of dried chili and pounded with chicken fat. The vermicelli leaves count hundreds, the small mussel leaves are filled with cold water. the whole season of com, bringing rice steam into the city. Now the Hanoi market lacks a couple, the Mo market, the Buoi market, is already bright high-rise greenhouses. The counter selling tobacco leaves, the herbal medicine of Dai Yen villagers is also located on the cement base. Cement and paving stone, have breathed the flavor of the leaves, let the natural look of nature in the market soul. Then the basket is sifted, and the bamboo is less. Second, to bamboo shoots, vermicelli, rice cakes also vacuum. If you keep going to the supermarket at the listed price with the glasses on, sometimes the old mother just gazes blankly … everything in the modern market has changed drastically. Watching people swipe the payment card, no bargaining and no challenge. I go to the market, the soul of the Hanoi fair and the old country market still has something to look back today, to see the figure of the curved lever, the bamboo rays scattered on the shoulders of my mother, her shoulder, of old Hanoi. season.