
It was late afternoon in the high mountains. The sound of gongs and drums had not yet ceased. We felt as if we saw a thousand suns dancing to the heavens.

Or perhaps it's when the golden afternoon sun falls upon the lake. The light pierces through the deep, dark blue surface of the water, illuminating the figure of a young woman, evoking longing in the shimmering light and shadows of the lake. Or perhaps it's the lingering sound of children's joyful laughter from the central highlands, playing with their kites carried by the wind...
The sunset casts a magical glow over the beaches of Central Vietnam. As a gift from nature, evenings by the sea never cease to attract visitors from afar.

For the people of Quang Nam, the evening on the river holds a special feeling. It's the image of a mother's figure reflected in the water, in the twilight of the day. It's the hastily gathered nets in the weak golden sunlight. The struggles for survival on the river always nurture hope, even as hardships are endured with every breath.

It seems that, by default, when the eyes meet the sunset, they encounter a longing for home, for familiar things? For that reason, the moment of sunset becomes a time of nostalgia.

Tours named "sunset hunting" were created, perhaps to "capture" the flow of day and night - which is also the flow of memories.
Along the S-shaped strip of land, the horizon stretches endlessly in the golden twilight, reflecting the vast sea, the high sky, the long rivers, and the majestic mountains that bear the name Vietnam...


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