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The scent of autumn
Poem: Ngo Quang Nam
Photos: Amachau
Autumn in Hương Tích, the sunlight is buzzing,
Clear Yến Stream, water flows beneath the oars.
Stalactites hang as if carved by the Heavens,
Old pines rise in layers, on the craggy mountains.
Far in the woods, the temple hides, its deep bell ringing,
Waves crash against the boatspushing them away.
Rest your oars, climb to the summit and gaze,
Over endless mountains and rivers, while the autumn leaves sing.
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