Lễ hội Hoa Mai Anh Đào Đà Lạt
January 16th, 2026
Lam Vien Square
In Da Lat, the hills breathe softly at dawn, The morning mist unfurls, petals fall gently. Cherry blossoms bloom like a silent prayer, A rosy glow drifts between green pines and the high sky. The flowers are not in a hurry, They bloom quietly, Teaching the city how to pause, That beauty comes from serenity. Lanterns sway gently in the cool air, Footsteps slow, voices softer. In a short season, The heart remembers the feeling of peace. And when the petals fall, They are not sad about parting. They bless the earth, And believe in
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In Da Lat, the hills breathe softly at dawn, The morning mist unfurls, petals fall gently. Cherry blossoms bloom like a silent prayer, A rosy glow drifts between green pines and the high sky. The flowers are not in a hurry, They bloom quietly, Teaching the city how to pause, That beauty comes from serenity. Lanterns sway gently in the cool air, Footsteps slow, voices softer. In a short season, The heart remembers the feeling of peace. And when the petals fall, They are not sad about parting. They bless the earth, And believe in
Hãy là người đầu tiên chia sẻ suy nghĩ · Tạo tài khoản miễn phí để tham gia trò chuyện