In the holidays there are people quietly living. A street vendors, a tea shop or small traders. Sometimes I caught both civil engineers. Middle of the night still quietly build high-rise apartment buildings.
Does anyone understand the hearts of people living on holidays? In the hearts of many people sad too oh. Rove society also must quietly make money. See who Senh to bring his wife and children to go sightseeing. But we are still realms with little money earned is used to feed the whole family.
Classification society without classes? He rich, poor me it was a natural. From thousands of thousands of years, since the society from a life of wild herds. Social separated into small family and divided into wealthy households they hear.
Commerce earned as much the place lives urbanized streets. From rural to urban traveled far hug dream life changing! Search trác anything inside the small burden? When the rent is high, all the costs are also high? Life is strange place where streets like his hometown where? It is deception, one advantage, one where there hitting exploitation as ethical? Hanoi People much as I thought. They captured what they themselves occupy advantageous where there is any right or wrong! In Hanoi and many metamorphosis! by their daily lives too detached natural life. People to people, they take each other's money to live. Unlike his peasants, the impact on the natural world to make meal here. Skip labor makes grain, potato feed people. His peasants who live together with the ancient doctrine. Treat each other to be together for life still sweet. Unlike where streets pulled up. Chen people who, snatching from one another. The crowded streets full of vehicles. Dust, noise is an essential part of this place. These buildings are not a shade tree. Unlike his hometown an immense field straight wing aircraft. The lush fruit orchards.
Dreams can not change your life while still living quietly in the streets where the rest day? Living with those who are despisers are the "rustic type"? Materials have been vying with the city deception? Then endured the gnawing nostalgia countryside out urgently. Still do not know the countryside rich city like sitting pears. But life between her homeland, have not I ask?
Author: Pham Thi Hoi
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