Wandering: Going through the months

Sometimes, as in a drizzling drizzle morning, the nostalgia of a long-ago day comes back, when it crosses the heart of the city.
All of a sudden, I don’t know why I want it Hanoi old fashioned 1980s with jingling tram tracks, buffalo carts sifting through the streets interspersed with horse-drawn carriages, scrawny and full-bodied, with wailing sirens pulling all over the city…

Craving for a deserted summer afternoon on the old eagle trees, wandering along Tran Phu Street watching crocodiles while jumping on the lakeside tram to buy books to Cua Nam, luckily picking up a few ripe crocodiles while competing with street children , then walk back to Son Tay, ask her for a few dime to buy snacks… Craving when going to To Tich Street to watch the filming. Spindles of all kinds, large and small, and wooden in color, not yet nailed. The goods are rotated and printed. Woodblock prints of all kinds… Craving for guava trees on the roadside to Quang Ba Lake to swim, wandering back to Nghi Tam side, the fighting fish tanks are enough to make any child tremble with desire. The fighting fish with dark black lead head, blue and silver fins interspersed with red fins spread wide like in the story “Crimson Sails”, splendidly and proudly beautiful when swarming each other in glass jars close to each other. The Hanoi of nine-tiered red-green clouds shoots a dime at a time to get a thin slice of honey-amber concentrate, twisted on a stick and pulled until ivory, a milky color, appealing to the masses. delightfully young. In Hanoi’s sweltering summer noon, only the sound of cicadas seems to be the main sound, when the red phoenix flower canopy is hooked down to the bunches, it becomes a game for children when hooking the flower hearts out, twisting each other and snatching them. , laughing excitedly when I won. Hanoi’s 11-storey house in Giang Vo is the highest in the capital, like a hero in the era of national architecture reaching out and occupying space, next to the coherent philosophies of French colonial architecture. Classical, neoclassical, Renaissance, art-deco have strong geometric lines, breaking away from the strict layouts of columns, interspersed with the successes of the first generation of pure Vietnamese architects of Vietnam. Indochina College of Fine Arts. Hanoi of only the pale green when standing on the side of Thanh Nien street, looking to the other side of Xuan La and Xuan Dinh lakes or on clear days, seeing the whole Tam Dao range in the distance. Like a passing moment of doubt, somewhere in the heart of the old town, there are still spaces and images of childhood memories that evoke exclamation. Go through the month.