Nha Trang, Vietnam-beautiful but quiet, beautiful unconsciously.

It's been a few days since I came back from my trip to Nha Trang, Vietnam. The fatigue gradually disappeared with the touch of time, but the wonderful experience spread endlessly in my heart.

Spread-in the quiet place of everything, when the dew is white.

Choosing to travel to Nha Trang, Vietnam, was very accidental and the decision was made quickly. Maybe Vietnam is close to China, maybe it is relatively backward, and the travel expenses are relatively affordable, which is indeed cheaper than many scenic spots in China. Maybe. . . . . The only exact understanding before traveling is that it has a beautiful coastline and the city is near the sea. Because it was used as a military port before, it has gradually opened to the outside world in recent years, adding a sense of mystery and fascination. However, it is these limited or one-sided factors that prompted this decision, but it made us feel as if we had entered just visiting and enjoyed the rare scenery, which made people sigh: Vietnam is undoubtedly backward, but this relative backwardness has protected its beauty to the greatest extent.

Vietnam-Nha Trang is more natural, simple and restrained because it has been isolated from the world for a long time and far away from the hustle and bustle. Beauty is quiet, but it doesn't know it.

A beach crawling with crabs.

Nha Trang is the capital of Hoa Hoa province in Vietnam. Compared with domestic capital cities, it has definitely subverted everyone's cognition. Because it's too small. There is only one main road in the whole city, but the design of this road is very touching. On one side of the highway are buildings and shops, and on the other side is a long blue coastline. All the houses face the sea and all the beaches are open to the public. The beach does not belong to any hotel, any scenic spot, but it is like the soul of the city, which is devoutly enshrined and cherished by all.

As night falls, people come here in twos and threes, sit on the floor and look around. There is no pollution and impurity in the white sand accompanied by sea breeze. There are some open-air bars and coffee lounges on the beach, with little noise. I saw a Russian female singer dressed in a formal evening dress singing love songs lightly, and her clothes sparkled, reflecting the distant sea. People are quietly listening to music and drinking wine, which is very quiet. My companion and I walked barefoot on the beach, admiring and sighing: Nha Trang is really well protected, no wonder it is also a world-famous diving sanctuary! When I stopped to talk, I felt something crawling on my instep. I squatted down and found many small white crabs walking on the beach, and the number was not small. Just now, one climbed on my instep. In the face of human beings, they are not afraid at all, and they are gentle and skilled. Why did you say they were walking, too? Because it's only around 8 pm, not midnight! This beach is even more unforgettable because of these free and happy elves.

A city without beggars

I don't know if there are beggars in the world, but the tour guide said we don't have them here! This sentence makes every passenger on the station wagon fall into thinking! We walked through the streets and beaches of Nha Trang and really didn't meet a beggar. There are many mobile vendors in the streets and lanes, old people selling seafood with shoulder poles at the seaside, and many human bicycles on the road. They are all living hard. It can be seen that they are not rich, but they are also willing to struggle and full of energy.

Nha Trang has a particularly famous scenic spot-lover island. There is a coffee kiosk on the top of the hill next to the scenic spots in lover island, where many tourists have a rest while drinking coffee. The price of coffee is slightly higher than that outside. Everyone asked the tour guide, is coffee different? The tour guide told us frankly that Didi coffee is the same. In Nha Trang, the quality of this kind of coffee is the same whether it is placed in high-end restaurants or sold in street stalls. The only difference is where you drink it. Not only the coffee you drink, but also the things you eat and use are of the same quality, whether rich or poor. This is the rule here.

During the trip, our tourist bus stopped at a remote shopping rest point. When the car stops, everyone can move freely. Not far from the bus, I saw many dark-skinned rural children lined up neatly, waiting anxiously for something. They are thin, not as black as black people, but they are getting closer. Some women who got off the bus turned around in distress and got on the bus to give them various snacks. Although someone brought food, only a few very young children took it, and others lined up neatly and looked at us in confusion. About half an hour later, a pickup truck came and unloaded a lot of things, including rice in bags, cooking oil in pots, and some small bags that I didn't know what to put. The adults piled it up into three hills and distributed it to the children one by one in order. After distributing things, the crowd gradually dispersed. The tour guide told us that this was a personal rescue activity of a wealthy businessman who walked out of the village. Although it is difficult, older children will not accept strangers' food. Although those big sisters are very kind.

Your youth and silence are what I used to be.

On the way back, we passed a city called Daxie, where we would stay for one night and then fly back to China, which added a lot of surprises to the journey! This is a beautiful mountain city, quite different from the seaside town. Just a few hours' drive, the temperature difference has changed greatly. Nha Trang is midsummer. It's like late autumn here. Of course, there are people riding motorcycles and wearing down jackets on the street, which makes you suspect that this is like early winter. It's amazing. What's even more amazing is that it's not like a Vietnamese city at all, but more like a European town. The architectural style is completely different from what I have seen and heard before. Architectural styles in Europe and America, even advertising signs are mostly marked in two languages. Vietnamese and English. A few hours ago, I was wearing a bikini in Nha Trang, Hai Coconut Forest. A few hours later, in Datun, as if I had crossed just visiting, I unexpectedly found my long-lost youth and sincerity.

In the evening, riding the night breeze, my companions and I wandered around the market in the town.

There is only one night market street, with stalls selling clothes and food on both sides. The price of the product is not high, and the grade is probably similar to what is placed near the domestic vegetable market, but the goods are particularly rich. The night market is very lively, mostly tourists, many French people and many China people. We stopped at a hot pot stall in the night market, and my companion ordered hot pot. I'm not very hungry, so I watched her eat slowly. There is also a group of Vietnamese locals eating around. From their eyes and clothes, we can feel that they are still a relatively rich group in the local area. Other locals are sitting far away on the bridge near the entrance to the night market, where it is dark and there is no light. I am curious. Sneak here while my companion is eating. The intersection of the night market faces a bridge. Under a row of willows on the right side of the bridge facing the night market, some vendors are scattered, selling some things silently, with seats and stools next to them. There is no light, you must approach to see clearly. It's corn and sweet potato cooked with charcoal fire. It's not bright, but it's warm. Some people gently open the thick quilt cover. When the porcelain jar inside is opened, it is steaming soybean milk. It is pure white and fragrant. How beautiful!

No lights, no shouts, riding the wind by the river in the background of bright lights in the distance, let people quietly taste. Because of the cold, they even shrink their necks a little, or some couples snuggle up to each other. How can you experience this wonderful purity and beauty in the night market!

On the way back to the night market to find a partner, I passed a fast food restaurant and went in to have a look. A little girl who is about 16 years old and looks like a student is ordering at the dinner table. That look reminds me of the first time I walked into KFC. I was shy and didn't know how to order.

This city has just been visited!

The beauty of Nha Trang makes people forgive everything.

After arriving at the airport, we will board the plane for home soon. As usual, the local tour guide told me to prepare 65438 RMB +00 or Vietnamese dong equivalent to the customs clearance tip when going through the customs. This time I'm not as cooperative as I was when I first entered this country. When I went through the customs before, the staff member was holding a tip, and his face was contemptuous and proud, which made people sick and felt very bad and unreasonable. I handed my passport politely, but I didn't tip it and was thrown out a few seconds later. Fortunately, the workbench is wide, otherwise it will be thrown to the ground. The customs officer who left the certificate immediately stood up from the inside and muttered Vietnamese angrily, and then the staff next to him tried to pull me out of the queue. It's too early to say! At other customs clearance points, people from China came, some took 10 yuan, some took 20 yuan, and handed them to me. I made a refusal gesture with my hand, said thank you, and then they went back. Then I couldn't get through and had to sit on the opposite bench.

I did two things at the same time.

First, I picked up my mobile phone and patted it from left to right on the customs workbench. The mobile phone is like a sharp weapon, which makes the staff inside a mess, and several of them go to the office next door.

Secondly, I asked myself in my mind, was the trip to Nha Trang worthwhile? The inner answer is yes. Traveling is not only worthwhile, but also enjoyable.

All right! The beauty of Nha Trang makes people forgive everything! Forgive the thinking differences between small countries and big countries, how can they understand the long-term impact on tourism, although the word of mouth is very small. The difference between past and future may become past and future. I also forgive my ignorance. I still don't understand the characteristic that the law of development of things is contradictory and unified. Its closeness and simplicity attract you, and it will inevitably bear other unhappiness brought by uncivilized! Everything has two sides, there is no absolute perfection! Thinking of this, I gave a tip and got on the plane with my bag.

During the short journey, there is always a time to say goodbye. When the plane rises in the night sky, I know that at some point in the future, I will definitely think of you and this rare emotional experience.