I am very proud of the Hung Temple festival in my hometown Phu Tho. Along the road stretching for kilometers, thousands of people choked with emotion, slowly making pilgrimage towards the main temple. The old men, women wearing turban, ao dai, brothers and sisters race to wear the old red brace clothes to carry the palanquin from all places to the main temple. The weather in March is cool. The late spring sun shines on the overgrown trees. Painted forests, luxuriant and green palm forests. Ngu Linh Mountain looks unusually majestic and majestic. Following the gilded palanquin is a group of resounding gongs and drums. The gate of Hung Temple is at the foot of the western mountain. To visit the temples, you have to climb very high, all 495 laterite steps, winding along the mountainside. Hung Temple has several steps, the bottom is the temple with two wells. Legend has it that the bath well of the 18th generation princess's daughter. Going up further is the Ha temple. According to her explanation, this is the place where Au Co gave birth to hundreds of sons, divided among the regions. The eldest son stayed in Hung Vuong citadel. Going up nearly 200 steps, you will come to Trung Temple. Legend has it that this is the place where King Hung together with Lac Hau and Lac General discussed important national affairs. In the 6th Hung King Dynasty, he still worshiped Phu Dong.