Sunset Hunting

Kite full of wind. Photo: NGUYEN DIEN NGOC

It was late afternoon on the high mountain. The sound of gongs had not yet ended. We seemed to see a thousand suns in a dance offering to the sky.

Or when the golden sunlight at the end of the afternoon falls in the middle of the lake. The light penetrates through the deep blue and deep water surface. Leaving the figure of a young girl enough to evoke nostalgia in the morning and evening of the lake surface. Or leaving behind the crisp laughter of the children of the midlands, with the game of kites filled with wind...
Sunset with magical sunset on the beaches of Central Vietnam. As a gift of nature, afternoons on the beach never cease to attract people from far away.

Afternoon falls on the lake. Photo: THANH NGUYEN

For Quang people, the afternoon on the river seems to have a special feeling. It is the mother's figure reflected in the water, in the twilight of the day. It is the hastily gathered nets in the weak yellow sunlight. The life on the river always nurtures hope, despite the hardships, through each breath.

Moments on the Han River. Photo: HO XUAN TINH

It seems that by default, when eyes touch the sunset, they touch the nostalgia for a distant homeland, for familiar things? For that reason, the sunset moment becomes a nostalgic hour.

Tours called “sunset hunting” were born, perhaps to “catch” the flow of day and night - which is also the flow of memories.
Along the S-shaped strip of land, the horizon stretches out in the golden afternoon light, reflecting the vast sea, high sky, long rivers and majestic mountains, named Vietnam...