Clouds fly in the sun. And softly shimmering sun in the clouds. I gently walk in the mountain rim, slowly to hear the rushing waves slapping the foot of the pass.
In fact, if you did not hear the story hauntingly, or on the temples along the road passes the dead, so I’m not afraid. Go on, I am still haunted by the old fishing knives: “the evening clouds Ai Van. Cheep relatives sad meditation reefs. ”
I had time to Hai Van Pass is halfway, but that day is not so much that clouds the road show, even when the lights turn on, so they turned back to Danang motorcycles. In fact, if you did not hear the story hauntingly, or on the temples along the road passes the dead, so I’m not afraid.
Phượt clouds on its way
Go on, I am still haunted by the old fishing knives: “the evening clouds Ai Van. Cheep relatives sad meditation reefs. ” Then the feeling was immediately seduced me and just next stop, the sun suddenly flared up so the pass is immediate.
Pass away in clouds
As the sun suddenly thought, will dispel the clouds that covered the top of the pass; but no, the wind still from the sea abundance and clouds still like stream down from above. Sometimes I stop to breathe the cold air get wrapped around his mountain forest. Clouds fly in the sun. And softly shimmering sun in the clouds. I gently walk in the mountain rim, slowly to hear the rushing waves slapping the foot of the pass.
The pass despite forming more than 700 years, is now paved and smooth plastic, but there are still so shrouded beginning. The scourge lurking beasts and carnivorous images still could not fade.
According to the record book of the Nguyen Dynasty in the northern foothills, close to sea and beach fires Bat Cave; Should a tsunami occur here passing boats capsized or sunk. So folk have to remember the lyrics: “Walking is afraid of Hai Van. Shui, the fear of tsunami travel Bat Cave. ”
My friend said let’s just go, where not too bad, but the thought of having to pass nine Mountains, on the pass perched, precariously, under the sea, it can not help but hesitate. Garment Graphics youth wing is only speeding, new smart gliding feeling impulsive sun. Anyhow Pass to the ancient fortress of reassuring me out. The voice sounded different. The girls boisterous laugh. Ah, but also the couple getting married’d work up here to take pictures. I stopped the car by the roadside. A cloud of velvety smooth rushed to hug me.
Coincidentally, I met up to Bao Min, a young singer, who is now the second year students of Hue Conservatory. Man says he accompanied the two of you getting married invite each other to take pictures here. Romantic really. The young people from the city of Hue on this road must also nearly 80km away. Above this altitude, wedding photos in the clouds, the sun gentle as creating poetic and true to the dreams of Hue.
Two youths climbed on a old blockhouse, which before the French built a fort at the very least to plan Pass road from Thuan Hoa language to or egress from Hue, Quang Nam. Pictures of the two of you as if to dispel the memories burning in a primary where you stand on the loophole, gun emplacements. Couple how beautiful. Pristine white dress flying in the sea breeze and the rustling rattan fibers crossing. Love that. On this ideal height. The image flickered and they would dearly love each other more and more.
I thought the pictures that partly reflects a living culture has been formed on both sides of this passes. By Hai Van Pass was one sudden turn of the Annamite mountain range directly into the sea, blocking the two northern-central region is Thua Thien Hue and Quang Nam Central Vietnam. Two different voices, different lifestyles also.
Hai Van Pass to the south side, the passionate, the speed with youthful vigor and strong that Danang is typical. Also north of Hai Van again gentle dreamer, with the lullabies on the river. Royal and luxurious. Each shimmering purple ao dai. Deliberate in every walk and smile in his eyes.
When asked about, I did not expect the singer Bao Min coherently, everything the former single battle to vay.That the station here has been built from the Tran kings in 1826, but only the garrison guard protect the welfare for the population of the two regions and to trade smoothly.
Later the French to build a base to fight back with a lot of the firm, and appointed two platoon Europe – Africa occupied. Bao Min remember, in the fall 1952 campaign, our army and people in the two areas along the Hai Van mountain foot beaten up, killed the entire enemy and captured the two commanders named French …
Bao Min said he was listening to him tell the story of what happened at the other bunkers are where two of his friends wedding photography. Then the culture is that, from the Hai Van Pass this. Hue people up here looking back memories, and the Quang Nam to trade up shop here. They have a historic preservation protect his own way.
Is it therefore which at the time when the building gate Minh Mang Ai Van concerned, 1906 was engraved on both sides of the different lines. Gate toward the Hue Capital recorded 6 words: “People are most important heroes”; was recorded at the gate toward the south, only three words “Hai Van Quan”. The blue stone inscriptions that day remain intact and partially reflects light two somewhat distinct culture from ancient times, because of the mountains and the Hai Van Pass hedge shaped the millennia.
Features description of the majestic scenery of the shield Hai Van Ngo Thi Tri writer has also written: “The mountain river ace Bank gases, like swallowing coast, rolling hard rock floor rails, trees luxuriant shady, waves rumbling thunder sounded like heaven, streams fence barrier sky like rain from pouring down his back. ” The very air was drowned river bank where the Hai Van Pass has created the heavens and the earth delimitation of the two zones, each one seems to proliferate.
One notes Lang
Suddenly whistle has soared above the clouds pass. I was startled to remember also to go downhill again halfway towards Lang Co sea legs. This is the ancient fishing village is considered the Hai Van Pass from up north. Turning back, the small bridge to the abyss, and the goat climbing on a cliff.
I go with the feeling of intoxication due to decline in the birds twitter language wants to open greeting. Whistle up again, as a reminder of the cliff. And, I suddenly remembered the lyrics in the song “Ship him through the mountains,” which People’s Artist Thanh Hoa on all roads sang: “Come along time according to the ship spinning wheel. Hai Van mountain clouds. Remember when the old mountain pass through the stream. But pleased we dream, the ship through the high mountain … “.
Yes, I’m through high mountains and white sand beaches in amazement before the Lang Co fishing village. Fruits like every remark, Lang Co beach as beautiful as silence, for then peeled nà seem innocent of waves and white sand make up.
I quickly turned off the car engine to the silent space. Dozens of other tourists standing on the Hai Van Pass which contemplated the blue waves of Lang. One that silence in the lonely desert named Hoai Lang. It was the last period of the poem on the Hai Van Pass which I feel with the experience of a trip.