Village of people in society Cao Pạ in Mu Cang Trai where did hidden behind the haze on the Thai people, located near streams of Nam Can. Provides the way to up to the Lin Mong slices difficult. Crossing the trail across the stream of Nam Can, visitors visit new official lie hand with the process of cross slope, Lin Mong insurance become slippery.
Between the blazing yellow of vast rice upland, slope as small as the yarn just flow straight p to Lin Mong. Red dirt road, dust, blurred in the hot sun, dry at times obscure vision, when to the corner of the squiggles sloping back from making the driver do not stop pressing the power station that run to leave behind the dust scatter. On rainy days, muddy roads, the land still remain stick take the wheel, the road slippery to scary, the car should roar desperately to overcome. The sit sent the following felt like I as coming bouncing out, constantly have to hold onto tightly into the drive.
Though the path is hard going but the scenery both sides of the road somewhat and peace of mind back. Flavor, grain flavor along with flavor, cool bar of dusty weeds by the roadside as dispel the fatigue of the process uphill. The ladder of the golden rice dazzling, iridescent glare under the sun, one step each ladder gold so long running headline.
Beyond the steep road squeezed, craggy, under layers of white cloud, Lin Mong is peaceful under the tree apricot, peach and is the roof the floor of. When the cloud swooped close down reclining to pale pink, vaguely, from the roof deck, the puff of smoke as the thin layer of fog flying out to wrap tangerine and tan on with the clouds of heaven. On the field, under the wings, rushed to fly the nest, the silhouette of her ass call each other home. To Motionless, tourists like to stand on the intersection point keep earth and heaven, drop soul freedom flying with the wind the thousands, according to the cloud mountain.
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