Located on a limestone plateau, at an altitude of more than 1,000m above sea level, with a cool year-round climate, Bac Ha is famous for its plum orchards planted on hillsides and flat valleys sandwiched between mountains. toweringly high. From the first successful hybrid seedlings more than 40 years ago, up to now, the whole district of Bac Ha has about 500 ha of Tam Hoa plums, concentrated in seven communes and towns: Bac Ha town and the following communes: Ta Chai, Ban Pho, Lung Phinh, Thai Giang Pho, Na Hoi and Nam Mon. Unlike Tam Hoa plum areas in other localities in the country, Tam Hoa plum in Bac Ha has a dark purple skin, covered with white chalk, moderate sweetness, very suitable for Vietnamese taste. Depending on the size of the plum, people here classify plums with very funny and rustic names, such as: stupid plum, selected plum, big plum, plum plum and plum plum …. Tam Hoa plum season this year is fruity, high quality, is starting to be harvested, the output is estimated at more than 3,500 tons, an increase of 450 tons compared to 2020. To consume Tam Hoa plums in the context of the Covid-19 epidemic, the district Bac Ha focuses on promoting and applying e-commerce, strengthening links in product consumption. Recently, Bac Ha District Agricultural Service Center has cooperated with Lao Cai Post Office to sign a contract to bring Tam Hoa plum products of farmers in the district to be sold on Postmart. Tam Hoa plums in Bac Ha plateau (Lao Cai) begin to ripen from mid-late May, fully ripen and finish harvesting in June every year. This year, Tam Hoa plums are in season, very fruitful. A 5-6 year old plum tree like this can produce tons of fruit. Fruits clustered on low drooping branches… … clinging to the top of a tall tree. When ripe, Tam Hoa plums turn a beautiful purple-red color, with thick pulp, small seeds, sweet and sour taste. Farmers bring Tam Hoa plums to Bac Ha town to sell to tourists and traders from all over the world. Selected plums, large fruits are sold for 30-35 thousand VND/kg. Smaller plums are packed in bags and sold in buckets for 8-10 thousand VND/kg to traders. Consumers buy plums and bring them back. The whole district of Bac Ha currently has more than 500 hectares of Tam Hoa plums, with an output of more than 3,500 tons of fruit per year.

The diamond ‘The Sakura’. ‘The Sakura’, the “perfect inside” pink purple diamond is named after the cherry blossom, a pink flower, typical of the country of the rising sun. This 15.81-carat gem has just become the most expensive purple-pink diamond ever sold at an auction after hitting a record $29.3 million. The diamond was set on a simple platinum ring, according to the auction house Christie’s that organized the sale. The diamond is classified as “internally flawless”, as any internal imperfections are visible only under a microscope and “fancy vivid” because of the depth of color. ‘The Sakura’ was purchased by an Asian private buyer, however the auction house did not provide any further details. “We are delighted to have marked another important chapter in jewelry auction history with The Sakura reaching a record price,” said Chrsitie’s president of jewelry, Vickie Sek. .. continues Christie’s tradition of offering the finest pink diamonds at auction”. ‘The Sakura’ was auctioned off with another diamond called ‘The Sweet Heart’, a fancy vivid heart-shaped pink diamond ring weighing 4.2 carats, selling for 6.6 million dollars. ‘The Sakura’ beat the previous record set by a 14.8 carat purple-pink diamond dubbed ‘The Spirit of the Rose’. It was sold for more than $27 million in an auction held by Sotheby’s in Geneva, Switzerland last November. Only 1% of pink diamonds are said to be larger than 10 carats and only 4% are classified as “fancy vivid”. ‘CTF Pink Star’, weighing 59.6 carats, holds the current record for the highest price paid for a pink diamond at auction at $71.2 million. It was sold in a Sotheby’s auction in Hong Kong in April 2017.

Illustration. My hometown was in the midland hills, at that time the grass was green. The message canopy ran across the hillsides. Under the forest canopy is a world of grass, flowers, myrtle, mussels, peonies… four seasons blooming. On the top of the mountain, there are sparse trees and grass that grow in places. Perched by the gray rocks, the thorny bushes stretched out their green arms in the scorching summer sun. We used to climb hills to rake pine needles, find ripe myrtle and pick leaves from those bushes. People call it the palm tree. I was too young at that time, and I don’t remember who drew it for me. I just know that I can go with my brothers and sisters to the mountains, climb like a baby goat, jump on each cliff to pick leaves, pick but not cut even though the tree has sparse thorns and bleeds. And only pick the leaves of the cake, not too old, not too young. My grandmother said to make delicious jelly and let the tree live for everyone to pick. I like the cool scent of the leaves. Sometimes, after picking, we would run around looking for wild fruits or sit on a large rock, while blooming the leaves, we would look at the village and the tiny river in the distance, holding out our little hands. embracing the sweat-drying face, welcoming the fragrant breezes blowing from the vast fields, dreaming… I love that hill! Love the young pine buds that build green towers lined up on the slopes, the fragrant pine like candles in the sky! Love the giants, grasshoppers and big elephants kicking the brakes, dancing and throwing leaves! Love the sound of howling birds, “catching shrimp braised” in the sky and the cuckoo calling from afar… But love the hill most in the ripe fruit season. Juicy red raspberries in the humid valley by the rocky crevice, clusters of sweet red-purple peonies; The sedum vine hangs tiny purple-pink fruit eyes, black alum, black pearl soup mixed with thorns and inviting thorns… The most interesting thing is that sometimes you open your nose to find the faint scent of ripe fruit, then turn the grass and trees, and catch the flowers. tufts of passion fruit charm or sweet chestnut flowers, sniffing to forget the hungry stomach… Sometimes, our children try to pick sour leaves and acrid fruits to eat. Small green cow’s udder oozes milk, small pomelos, pink and pink, transparent, fragrant, spicy… even the whole fruit is bought full of seeds and tasted… Myrtle season is a paradise for children. Just the other day, the eye-catching purple-pink petals swaying in their hands, in the hair of a few children braided in pigtails, now they turn into fruit while hanging on the branches, showing off their sweet and inviting purple belly… purple and purple… The smiles of children in the mountains and forests… The midland hills gave us delicious food, sweet fruits, raised poor children to grow up in body and soul. I often hum the rhymes as I weave my way through the sparse shrubs or bend down to pick up the pine cones rolling on the carpet of fragrant leaves. In order to remember my homeland later, I often call this the singing hill: There are blue winds Fly through the forest of childhood Where is the sweetness and sweetness Mourning purple sim hillside… Only a song left Keep flying in the nostalgia Wings of time once Wet soft clear spring water… There are steep mountain slopes Sweet white gardenia There is a pine forest that screams I lie on a carpet of fragrant leaves… Miss the misty mountain valley There are wings of clouds and the head of the wind Herd of buffaloes grazing on grass Flowers to open eyes purple pink… From the top of the immense mountain Zoom in on all four sides Seeing the small village far away Loving the old bamboo ramparts… Back to the past years Seeing the kite flying enthusiastically Seeing fragrant sweet potato buried in the kitchen Locusts, grasshoppers fly back… I love summer days Wandering in search of the smell of ripe fruit Sweet wild fruit in the mouth Sorrel leaves in the forest… Fascinated white flower rose Chirping birdsong at the top of the mountain Confused yellow butterfly wings Clap the flash of childhood… … Every time I go to the hill to pick leaves, I like it, even making jelly at home is really fun. Before that, the elder brothers or sisters or grandmothers had prepared a large pot of water to cool, a small pot of sugar syrup, sometimes just begging or hiding some sugar from the house because sugar was scarce that day, sometimes a few drops. sugar cane or holding grass roots… Glove leaves are washed many times by us, drained, dried slightly and then put in a large pot or saucepan to crush with our hands. I remember once, we even washed a pair of rubber slippers and used them as a grinding table, rubbing the leaves vigorously. When the leaves have turned into a green powder, they are wrapped in a white coarse cloth and then dipped in a pot of boiling water to cool, thoroughly dried, and squeezed out. Sometimes, we squeeze in a little bit of clear lime juice from the lime pot she eats betel nut, sometimes we don’t, but it only takes a few minutes for the pot to solidify. Sometimes to cool more, the brothers and sisters take a piece of rain cloth to cover the jelly pot and then the line is dropped to the bottom of the well, a few hours later or overnight to pull it up. Wow, it’s delicious when the green jelly pieces are cut out, dropped into a cup or bowl of sugar water, sprinkled with a little banana or grapefruit essential oil! Sometimes it’s not so “advanced”, my brothers and sisters boil some sugarcane juice, stevia roots, sprinkle some sugar obtained on the jelly and then compete to eat… Wherever you eat, cool your guts, cool your liver there, although there is not enough sweetness to mask the strong smell of fresh leaves. So many years have passed, I still remember the afternoons full of flowers and sunshine under the rustling bamboo shade, we slurped the bowls of cool green jelly like jade. Delicious dishes with a hilly flavor but even more delicious by their own hands. It’s even more delicious when receiving the sparkling smiles of grandmothers and mothers when enjoying the jelly that our children prepare… For decades, I have not returned to that ancient hill country. I don’t know if jelly gloves, sims buy… are there any trees left or erased over the years along with the soaring pine forests for a while. But in me, the grassy hills sing with the flavors of wild fruits, fragrant leaves, the first transparent, green jelly slice I ate… still remain forever in the memory and follow through life!

1. Light purple: Sohu suggest some beautiful dyed hair colors and not picky skin. If you intend to refresh your look by dyeing your hair, you can refer to some of the following colors. Light purple color is mixed from purple beads and gray beads. This dye is quite gentle, not as prominent as pink purple. Light purple hair is suitable for many styles from cute and sweet to cool and personality. When going out, you should combine it with pink makeup. Besides, avoid too dark eye makeup. 2. Gold sand: Sand gold is a light tone, whiter than normal gold. To get this hair color, people with original black hair must undergo about one to two bleaching sessions. Many Korean girls love sandy blonde hair because it gives a beautiful, shimmering look like a manga character. Lisa (BlackPink), Taeyeon (SNSD)… are kimchi beauties who promote outstanding blonde hair color. However, your hair will be weak, brittle and dry due to the bleaching step. If you want your hair to stay smooth and in place, you need to pay special attention to care such as regularly going to a hair salon or using incubation and conditioning products. 3. Chocolate brown: Many Asian girls choose to dye chocolate brown because it is close to the original hair color but still has a certain difference. In addition, you do not need to worry when the black leg grows out. Chocolate brown color brings charm and helps skin look whiter. With indoor lighting, your hair will have a dark brown color. When out in the sun, the hair color is clearer. If you are bored with straight hair, you can also curl slightly with dyeing. 4. Brown tea: Compared to chocolate brown, tea brown is lighter and has the ability to lighten the skin more clearly. This hair color is suitable for both students and office workers. It exalts the youthful, bright features of the person. Trang Sohu commented: “Tea brown hair brings summer atmosphere. This tone is especially suitable for feminine outfits such as floral skirts, shirts…”

The origin of the Darvaza crater remains controversial, but the most widely accepted theory involves a Soviet expedition to explore for gas. (Photo: Internet) According to the Daily Mail, in 1971, Soviet experts drilled and dug the area and reached a large cave filled with natural gas. Unfortunately, however, the ground beneath the part being dug collapsed, creating a huge hole with a diameter of 70 meters. Concerned that the pit would lead to a toxic gas leak, the experts decided to burn it. And as a result, the amount of gas below is so abundant, that the fire in the pit keeps burning forever. It has been burning for 50 years now. (Photo: Internet) George Kourounis, a Canadian explorer, became the first known person to venture down into the pit’s interior. Footage of his expedition was first broadcast on National Geographic, which partially funded the trip. The aim is to collect soil samples from the bottom of the pit, and try to determine if life can survive in such a harsh environment. (Photo: Internet) Kourounis shared: “ The story behind how the hole was born is still a mystery, and there is no place like it on Earth. It is very unique. ” Despite being the most popular tourist attraction in Turkmenistan, the Darvaza fire pit has always kept its pristine and quiet appearance because this place is so remote and far away from traffic. The number of tourists visiting this country has been small, and it is not easy to get here. (Photo: Internet) If you go by private car, it takes nearly 4 hours to get there. For those who travel alone, they have to take a public bus, then find a car rental or walk 7-8 km to Darvaza which takes at least 6-7 hours. The red-orange fire pan appears more and more brilliant and fanciful against the background of the sky, which gradually changes from pink to purple, to blue, to black. Visitors here are eager to capture every moment of nature. A giant fire well that shines brighter and brighter in the middle of the vast, dark desert, a lonely but fierce beauty that makes anyone who sees it overwhelmed. (Photo: Internet) (Photo: Internet) Coming here the previous afternoon and leaving the next morning, visitors will admire all the wonderful moments at Hell’s Gate: an enchanting purple sunset, a magical moonlit night and a radiant morning. pristine. (Photo: Internet) (Photo: Internet)

Illustration: ROOM. “Soldiers often drink tea here. The teapot of the truss house is also very different from the mainland. All year round, there are so many faces, voices, smiles … unlike in the home country, if it’s convenient to arrange, invite neighbors, someone on the way to visit”; “The orchid probe you just asked can only be brought out by officers and soldiers. Why? Because from the mainland to here, the military equipment is heavy on the shoulders, the army can only pack one When you come here, you must cherish and take good care of it, then the branch transplanted on the other rotten log can survive and bloom.The harsh climate makes that orchid branch forever not multiply. However, there are still truss houses with huge pots of orchids, many brilliant flower branches. It is a gift from the Da Lat Flower Association”… The soldier’s words were mixed with anxiety and recovery. . In the last days of the journey, the delegations often come to the DK1 rig on the southern continental shelf of the country. After a dozen days of floating at sea and then visiting floating islands, sinking islands, it seemed that the salty sea salt had penetrated deep into every breath, but when we reached the southern continental shelf, went to the rig house, the feeling of the sea was felt. opened up vast, deep horizons. At night, turn on the phone, sometimes flash one or two bars, knowing immediately that the train is going through the rig. Then dawn rose, standing in front of the eyes was a yellow painted steel house shining like a sunflower. Suddenly, a sudden thunderstorm came, even though in the distance, the dawn sky was still golden like honey. The ship began to shake, the waves hit the rig’s feet, causing the whole area to be white. The storm passed very quickly, the ship moved closer to the truss house, the closer it got, the more stable and majestic the steel flower was. Large steel pillars line the sea surface proudly, proudly but no less romantic. It arouses in each person the surprise, the surprise, the inexplicable how and the many ups and downs so that we can build those sacred sovereignty milestones. Next to the beautiful little orchid branch, the soldier of the truss family whispered to me: “My parents are also very sick in the countryside. My hometown Thai Binh, all day and night, I still hear the sound of the sea. However, my father has never seen the sea once. He was blind, his eyes closed or open, only darkness. I went to the army, worked as a soldier, my father was very proud. Every time his son returned, he kept asking: Is the sea out there as beautiful as the sea in my hometown? Oh, it must be very wide, very green, but the waves are also fierce, right? I said that the sea in our country is beautiful everywhere. Another soldier sent me a picture of the moonlit night of the truss house, which was taken by the people who built this project. It is difficult to imagine what that moonlit night was like and how the soldier was awake and anxious. I kept looking, shaking and imagining each picture of the steel flower, the orchid branches, feeling deep down in my heart, pushing up the love that was quietly emitting its scent.

The tree was originally planted for urban landscaping and shade, but has gradually become a familiar landmark in Hanoi every summer. The purple mausoleum is also associated with the memories of many generations born and raised in Hanoi, especially at school age. The faithful purple color of the mausoleum flower and the characteristic red color of the phoenix flower have been associated with the childhood years of generations of students. As noted by the reporter of Tien Phong newspaper, these days all over the streets such as Kim Ma, Dao Tan, Tran Duy Hung, Tran Thai Tong … mausoleum flowers have begun to bloom. Just one purple mausoleum tree is enough to cool the house and help the small space on a street in Hanoi become more lively. The characteristic purple color of the mausoleum flower has created a highlight for all corners of the streets and streets of Hanoi capital. Dandelion has thick and wide foliage, so it is planted as a shade tree in many streets. The front houses in the heart of the capital are embellished with the purple color of flowers by the mausoleum to create shade, while adding to the image of a shimmering house. The flowers are purple or light purple, pinkish purple, growing in beautiful clusters. Each flower when blooming is usually spread wide and is made up of 6 thin petals, light as paper when falling to the ground. Purple lily flowers are only seen for a short time, because the flowers bloom quickly and fade very quickly. The mausoleum has many different colors such as purple, pink, light white… but perhaps the purple mausoleum is a familiar image, associated with the most memories of the people of the capital.