Beautiful Dalat. Gentle Dalat. Poetic Dalat. Da Lat tolerated. Da Lat was faithful. Destiny arises from such a place. Why not Saigon. Why not Hue. No, Saigon and Hue are not Dalat. Never should everything have to start from there. A coincidence, on reflection is not correct, is not it. Sport car racing everything will kill you so choose something fun poster. Clearly the arrangement of what we call Destiny. One wandered from the Red River, one left the Perfume River to meet on a rainy and windy night, in the small city, everyone looks friends. That city, if you come once, you will remember it forever. Come on, don’t want to leave. Go back then want to go back. A gentle Dalat like sweet potato, pure and beautiful, like a velvet rose, as sweet as a La Ba banana and as faithful as a row of pine trees for a lifetime, only plays a gentle song.
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