Leisure talk: Peaceful afternoon

Following 23/10 Street, I crossed Cau Ke Street, turned into Cau Ke Church, at the end of the road there was a rice field, next to it was a small river branch, above it was a railroad track blocking the way. Leaving my car under the dirt road, I walked up to the railroad track and watched the sunset on the pedestrian bridge. There were also people fishing, some casting their lines from the bridge, others sitting on the riverbank. Usually they sat silently, as if motionless. On a windy day, I heard someone say absentmindedly: "It's too windy today, there probably won't be any fish."

On the other side of the railway tracks, there is a sandbar rising in the middle of the river; in the past, on summer days, I saw fathers bringing their children here to fly kites, but now someone's flock of ducks is bustling around in a green net. Standing on the bridge, listening to the wind rustling in my ears, I look at the winding river and ponder. Life is like a river, all rivers flow into the sea. The winding, meandering flow creates beautiful, lyrical scenes. Human life is the same, winding, tortuous, sometimes smooth, sometimes encountering obstacles, that is life.

Another afternoon I cycled to Phu Kieng wooden bridge through Vinh Ngoc. Riding on the road along Cai river, I felt another sense of peace because the river on this side was more lively with boats coming in and out, the sound of motorbikes running on the wooden bridge was heard. The sound gradually faded away and then I was surprised when a cafe appeared in front of me with a large mango tree outside, blooming brightly and softly. Continuing on, through a picturesque curve, I arrived at I-resort. Riding a little more, I turned back.

One afternoon I cycled around behind Binh Cang church to Dien Phu wooden bridge. The small hamlet, the houses were full of flowers, the alleys were also bustling with flowers and leaves. I led my bike across the wooden bridge, looking back to the other side of the river, the city. From the quiet, peaceful countryside with vegetable fields, squash, beans, squash, melons… I felt another peaceful afternoon, both near and far.

One day I went further, also following Luong Dinh Cua street, turning onto the road leading to Vinh Ngoc iron bridge. I cycled across the iron bridge and stood there looking at the train tunnel, waiting for the train to pass so I could take a picture. One day I waited so long, my legs were tired, and I turned back. In the afternoon, it was so quiet here that I could clearly hear my footsteps crunching on the rocks.

There were also afternoons when I cycled back up to Dien An, turning into Chin Khuc Mountain. Mountains, fields, fields of melons, vegetables, and squash vines created a soothing and peaceful green. A patch of yellow sugarcane stood out against the green of the fields, the shadow of a coconut tree was printed on the green rice field, a conical hat was still working hard in the field. Two rows of banana flowers leading to a house shone in the afternoon sun with a brilliant red color. In the sky, the pink-yellow color of the setting sun, the sharp edges of the clouds, the green of the coconut trees standing out against the misty mountains created a beautiful picture of the countryside afternoon!

One afternoon in a faraway place, I opened an album of photos of peaceful afternoons and missed my hometown so much!

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