On June 14, 1st runner-up Miss Vietnam 2020 – Pham Ngoc Phuong Anh welcomed the age of 23 with a new set of photos. Phuong Anh was born in 1998, 1.77 m tall, attracted attention with her outstanding academic achievement, which attracted many viewers’ attention during the Miss Vietnam contest. The official fanpage of the Miss International contest also posted a new year greeting for the representative of Vietnam. Phuong Anh builds an elegant, mature image but is equally gentle and feminine. The beauty cleverly chooses designs with bright colors, inspired by clear blue clouds, quiet gardens or whispering trees in the cool summer afternoon. High-quality silk material, crystal stones, beads… are meticulously attached or a series of 100% handmade embroidered motifs bring elegance and class, helping Phuong Anh show off her brilliant beauty in new age, sometimes seductive, sometimes gentle, sometimes regal with feathers. Phuong Anh shared that these days she abides by social distancing regulations to protect the health of herself and the community. “Phuong Anh wishes the epidemic would be quickly repelled so that we could return to normal life.” Phuong Anh was favored with the title of “good runner-up” when she achieved an English level of IELTS 8.0 and was fluent in French. She just graduated valedictorian Information management system at RMIT University with a score of 3.5/4, is trying the field of MC and intends to “encroach” to become a TV Editor. As expected, Phuong Anh will represent Vietnam at Miss International 2021 in Japan.

On May 22, the temperature in Hanoi was at 36-38 degrees Celsius, children, young people, women … Sai Son commune (Quoc Oai district) went swimming at Long Tri Lake in the relic of Thay Pagoda. The lake has a history of more than 1,000 years, famous as a place to relax and enjoy the people around the commune every summer. In the summer and afternoon, the large yard with a cool lake is the place where countless activities such as soccer, swimming… This year, due to the complicated situation of the Covid-19 epidemic, the temple management set up barricades. two aisles, not accepting guests. However, some people climbed over the fence to get inside. Recently, when the ponds and lakes in Sai Son commune were gradually filled, the number of people flocking to Long Tri lake increased. In addition, the wastewater system of surrounding houses is redirected, not discharged into the lake, keeping the water clean, so people can swim with peace of mind. The temperature of the day at its peak reached 38 degrees Celsius, many young children could not sit still at home to suffer the sweltering heat. The cool water attracts enough from children, young people… to women in the village. Do Do (2nd grade) lives next to the lake, every afternoon I ask my parents’ permission to come out here to swim and play with my friends. “It’s so much fun watching you guys take a bath, so I want to join in too,” Do smiled and plunged into the cool water. Quynh Nga has had several years of swimming experience at Long Tri Lake, but before leaving the house, her parents always equip her with life jackets for safety. Many children enjoy doing somersaults from above and then splashing water. People living around Long Tri Lake, who do not go swimming, also take advantage of their chairs to sit and enjoy the wind along the shore. However, unlike every year, due to the recommendation to avoid large gatherings to limit the spread of the disease, the number of people coming here has also decreased significantly.

Photo: Mai Khanh Huong The second time coming back here, Bai Xep has become a resort paradise. Embrace the beautiful little arc beach resort, bugalow , but each one is beautiful and decorated with high quality. And the dawn of Bai Xep viewed from the divine window makes anyone want pose crazy figure. If you are bored of taking pictures in your room, go to the beach for a few walks. The sand here is quite large, so you will feel like you are getting a foot massage. In particular, on the beach, sometimes there are rocky niches like a natural bath, you just need to step in and enjoy this very chill feeling, so there is a whole series of cool photos again. Photo: Mai Khanh Huong Photo: Mai Khanh Huong Photo: NHIP In the afternoon, the seaside restaurants display all kinds of fresh seafood. These restaurants are all owned by the people of the fishing village, there are houses far away in the village, when customers order, they bring ingredients to process and then bring to the beach for guests, so sometimes you will have to wait a bit. But you will not feel uncomfortable at all, because the seafood here is extremely fresh and the people are extremely friendly and enthusiastic. Photo: NHIP At night, the scenery of Bai Xep suddenly becomes shimmering, strangely poetic. Starry sky, dark sea, cool breeze and distant murmuring sounds will make you want to go for a walk forever. Restaurants on the beach are very busy, from popular restaurants to fine European-style restaurants close to the beach. Bai Xep now has full services and is always a paradise with super virtual living corners that are rarely found anywhere else, with sea glass “treasures” you can pick up on the sand and especially Friendly smiles of the people here.

Artwork/INT. Afternoon lying in the fields High wind overflowing hut. Sweet fibrous fruit Follow the birdsong In the grove of birds. Buffalo chewing grass Good night sleep Blue sky face The eyes are also green Hammer sound búa The mountains around Spring spinning water Fences of yards Rice overflows the valley Run as long as a wave Howling birdsong Also flows in a stream. Afternoon lying in the fields Listen to the bustling life Bees fly like waking up Golden noon sunshine. Noon (The sound of flying bees, 1959) The atmosphere of the quiet, sunny afternoons in the countryside, whether it’s lowland or lowland, seems like nothing is poetic, but through Huy Can’s sympathy, the midday spirit suddenly appeared. lively: “The whole world in the middle of the afternoon is hot Hugging, pregnant with something…” The feeling of noon has become a flowing stream. From the gentle white sunshine, there are cuckoos, yellow butterflies and couples standing by the garden of love, in the old folk songs, until today, there are couples who don’t know what to hate but break the noonday light. : “The noonday ball was just round, but suddenly it broke in two!” It was a midday in the late spring to summer, the weather was windy, to the point that the tall hut was overflowing with wind; The rice has not yet entered the harvest, but it still flows like a river, filling the whole valley, and the sound of the birds chirping heralding the ripe lychee season, continues endlessly, to the point that it also flows into a stream of sound like flowing water. The wind spills, the colors spill, the sound spills… all in lines, in sharp lines, creating a unique, all-encompassing background for the mid-afternoon picture of the mountainous region. On the background of that color and sound, the author continues to sketch the detailed lines: Sweet fibrous fruit Follow the birdsong In the grove of birds. With a sensitive soul, the poet has captured the subtle vibrations in the heart of the scene. After the quiet appearance of the fruit, the flesh is gradually stretching, giving the fruit more berry, the sweet taste is richer, making the fruit more sweet. All the resources of life seem to be multiplied by the sound of birds chirping. All the wild birds seem to have gathered here, perching so much that the grove has turned into a grove of birds. After a tiring morning of work, again encountering the hot noonday air that induces sleep, but the cultivator has to resist sleep, to lie awake with the noonday sun. The whole space of the noonday sun and wind in the forest, the cage of the blue sky seems to swish the waves into the soul of the cultivator, showing all the activities of the rustic life: Buffalo chewing grass Good night sleep Blue sky face The eyes are also green A few verses that only suggest so, but seem to tell us a lot. These are the contrasts between static and dynamic; between the immense sky and small people on the ground, but creating a picture of harmony, attachment, evoking a peaceful life. The buffalo has a contemplative appearance, chewing grass but chewing on the golden honey taste of the noonday sun. As for the calf, sleeping with an innocent look as if it had some solid fulcrum. The center of this noontime picture is the image of a field keeper, lying awake, facing the high blue sky. The whole dome of the noon sky seems to be captured in the eyes, the sky is blue, so the eyes are also blue. All the sounds of noon are like waves crashing and being listened to and recorded by the soul. From the strong sounds that reverberate the mountains and forests, it is expressed through words that describe the timid sound nuances such as: Hammer sound búa The mountains around Until the deep sounds of the water moving slowly: Spring spinning water Fences of yards If the hammer hits somewhere, has a strong intensity, creates a violent sound stream, echoes on the cliffs, and is jarring, the sound of the water column on the stream, pouring water into the trough system and the sound The wind passing through the ragged lawn, along with the chirping of birds of all kinds, and the buzzing of bees, created a harmony, contrasting the noonday. Emerging on the background of that harmony is the chirping of birds, like a soprano, making the midday space bustling: Rice overflows the valley Flowing like a river Howling birdsong Also flows in a stream. The poem “Noon”, by author Nguyen Xuan Tham, with a very simple narration, but very poetic. The poetry here exudes from the unique landscape of the wild highlands at noon – a afternoon of blue sky, golden sunshine, high winds, few people, only a stream, a grassy lawn, a water column, awake with the wild birds, with the bees flying like waves and the watchman. Although people are absent, life here still has its own bustling atmosphere: Afternoon lying in the fields Listen to the bustling life Bees fly like waking up Golden noon sunshine. I don’t know if the scent of yellow honey poured into the noonday air is from the bees or from the sun? Just know that noon in this place has a sweet taste like it is seeping into the hearts of people who enjoy poetry. These are also distinctive features, distinguishing them from the pictures in the countryside in the lowlands.

Artwork/INT. Afternoon lying in the fields High wind overflowing hut. Sweet fibrous fruit Follow the birdsong In the grove of birds. Buffalo chewing grass Good night sleep Blue sky face The eyes are also green Hammer sound búa The mountains around Spring spinning water Fences of yards Rice overflows the valley Run as long as a wave Howling birdsong Also flows in a stream. Afternoon lying in the fields Listen to the bustling life Bees fly like waking up Golden noon sunshine. Noon (The sound of flying bees, 1959) The atmosphere of the quiet, sunny afternoons in the countryside, whether it’s lowland or lowland, seems like nothing is poetic, but through Huy Can’s sympathy, the midday spirit suddenly appeared. lively: “The whole world in the middle of the afternoon is hot Hugging, pregnant with something…” The feeling of noon has become a flowing stream. From the gentle white sunshine, there are cuckoos, yellow butterflies and couples standing by the garden of love, in the old folk songs, until today, there are couples who don’t know what to hate but break the noonday light. : “The noonday ball was just round, but suddenly it broke in two!” It was a midday in the late spring to summer, the weather was windy, to the point that the tall hut was overflowing with wind; The rice has not yet entered the harvest, but it still flows like a river, filling the whole valley, and the sound of the birds chirping heralding the ripe lychee season, continues endlessly, to the point that it also flows into a stream of sound like flowing water. The wind spills, the colors spill, the sound spills… all in lines, in sharp lines, creating a unique, all-encompassing background for the mid-afternoon picture of the mountainous region. On the background of that color and sound, the author continues to sketch the detailed lines: Sweet fibrous fruit Follow the birdsong In the grove of birds. With a sensitive soul, the poet has captured the subtle vibrations in the heart of the scene. After the quiet appearance of the fruit, the flesh is gradually stretching, giving the fruit more berry, the sweet taste is richer, making the fruit more sweet. All the resources of life seem to be multiplied by the sound of birds chirping. All the wild birds seem to have gathered here, perching so much that the grove has turned into a grove of birds. After a tiring morning of work, again encountering the hot noonday air that induces sleep, but the cultivator has to resist sleep, to lie awake with the noonday sun. The whole space of the noonday sun and wind in the forest, the cage of the blue sky seems to swish the waves into the soul of the cultivator, showing all the activities of the rustic life: Buffalo chewing grass Good night sleep Blue sky face The eyes are also green A few verses that only suggest so, but seem to tell us a lot. These are the contrasts between static and dynamic; between the immense sky and small people on the ground, but creating a picture of harmony, attachment, evoking a peaceful life. The buffalo has a contemplative appearance, chewing grass but chewing on the golden honey taste of the noonday sun. As for the calf, sleeping with an innocent look as if it had some solid fulcrum. The center of this noontime picture is the image of a field keeper, lying awake, facing the high blue sky. The whole dome of the noon sky seems to be captured in the eyes, the sky is blue, so the eyes are also blue. All the sounds of noon are like waves crashing and being listened to and recorded by the soul. From the strong sounds that reverberate the mountains and forests, it is expressed through words that describe the timid sound nuances such as: Hammer sound búa The mountains around Until the deep sounds of the water moving slowly: Spring spinning water Fences of yards If the hammer hits somewhere, has a strong intensity, creates a violent sound stream, echoes on the cliffs, and is jarring, the sound of the water column on the stream, pouring water into the trough system and the sound The wind passing through the ragged lawn, along with the chirping of birds of all kinds, and the buzzing of bees, created a harmony, contrasting the noonday. Emerging on the background of that harmony is the chirping of birds, like a soprano, making the midday space bustling: Rice overflows the valley Flowing like a river Howling birdsong Also flows in a stream. The poem “Noon”, by author Nguyen Xuan Tham, with a very simple narration, but very poetic. The poetry here exudes from the unique landscape of the wild highlands at noon – a afternoon of blue sky, golden sunshine, high winds, few people, only a stream, a grassy lawn, a water column, awake with the wild birds, with the bees flying like waves and the watchman. Although people are absent, life here still has its own bustling atmosphere: Afternoon lying in the fields Listen to the bustling life Bees fly like waking up Golden noon sunshine. I don’t know if the scent of yellow honey poured into the noonday air is from the bees or from the sun? Just know that noon in this place has a sweet taste like it is seeping into the hearts of people who enjoy poetry. These are also distinctive features, distinguishing them from the pictures in the countryside in the lowlands.