For the past few months, I have not visited the garden, visited the trees, or dropped by my friends there. Lately I've also been travelling lesser, it can be said that I'm a bit lazy compared to before, partly because my health is also not good, another reason is because I'm lazy to move. I also just hang around with the spots that I often visit, and Gia Lai is probably the place that I have been visitting the most.
Unlike every time as usual, for this trip, I have a companion, my older friend. It is not familiar as my schedule on my trip before when I went to Pleiku city ( I went to drink coffee, walked around the streets in 2 days and so on). On this time, I decided to go to many places in Pleiku city in just 1 day.
There's a large field in the city, it sounds strange, but it's true. I was equally surprised, exactly when my friend and I drove to Pleiku city, around the road down to the Bien Ho lake, a fragrant rice field appeared before our eyes. My friend’s origin is from Ho Chi Minh city so she is rare to look at some amazing view like that, and of course she loves it, she asked me to pull over to the side of the road, rush down to the rice fields just to inhale the aroma of rice, watch the rice bloom, and then run leisurely on the wings.
Paddy field. I am inherently familiar with rice and fields, so I will never be like my friend. I was on the bank, sitting on the ground and enjoying the cool breeze that hit me right in the face, as if it wanted to blow me into the rice fields. I try to keep things, inhale the fragrant aroma of rice, and then close my eyes. At that moment, I was like a 3 year old child seeing everything for the first time.
This scenery is very beautiful, from afar is a high mountain, up close it turns out to be a clear stream of water with a golden rice granary. An ingenious combination in a small mountain city.
We continued to go on the trip, I drove my friend getting out of the rice fields.
To reach the city, we passed by hundreds of years old pine trees, this is also the 3rd time I have visited, and I also remember that I wrote an article about this hundred-year-old pine before. It remains the same, still the same trees, the same scenery, but the feeling is different every time you visit. Sometimes I feel intense peace, at other times there was a storm in my heart, and this time I feel my heart is light and wide. I still like this hundred-year-old pine, although it is nothing new, but maybe because I like pine, I like wind, so where there is pine, I like it. Maybe!
Before leaving pleiku, we stopped by a temple, sightseeing in a split second and then we left, back to the bustling city, with the hustle and bustle of life, which everyone wants to leave there for a few days to rest or want to leave because of the pressure of urban life.
Then the next day if I come back up again, I will definitely find a new place to go, to come and to remember ^^.
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