I was born and raised in Hanoi. The love of Hanoi has penetrated into my soul since I don't know when. I love the shady green roads, love the houses with tiled roofs hidden close to each other, love each small street, love the skinny eagle trees when winter comes. I love the afternoons with my parents walking by the West Lake, watching the shimmering gold inlaid water under the red sunset, love Phan Dinh Phung street with two rows of crocodiles dropping thousands of leaves inlaid with gold in space. I love the early winter mornings, the mist covers the surface of Sword Lake. Turtle tower hidden in the mist adds to the majesty and fanciful look. Love the friendly and gentle Hanoi people. I love this place so much that "Even if I go to all four directions, my heart still remembers Hanoi"