The buckwheat flower fields in the rocky plateau have rushed into season this year, blooming pink and purple and weaving through the borderlands' clusters of rocks.
This year, the buckwheat flower fields on the rocky plateau burst into bloom, blooming pink and purple and weaving through the borderlands' clusters of rocks.
Buckwheat is ripe in color, swaying in front of the wind as if inviting.
According to the ancients, this flower grew from the rice brow; the cornrow should be called barley, and the triangular leaves should be called buckwheat flowers.
We continued our journey from the Suôi Thầu steppe to the mountainous region with mountains hugged by white clouds, hiding small villages in the valley's depths; where the line of Nho Quế, bent over steep cliffs, probed by jade.
The road took me to the magnificent rocky plateau.
There are thousands of overlapping rocks everywhere where there are only rocks and stones.
The road to Dong Van, winding through the passes, buckwheat copper waving to travelers on both sides of the road
Cross the roads to the Dong Van rock plateau, which is near the northern border.
No matter where you have been captivated by the scenery, I am confident that coming to Ha Giang will captivate you with its majestic but gentle beauty; especially when the Wick comes to the east, you will be immersed in the cold numbness of the people leaning on the misty passes.
The roadside market was busy early in the morning, with people passing by.
Looking down from the top of the pass "lift the clouds," where the valley, the village is rich in the color of rocks, flowers, and plants.
People in that peaceful location are hard at work on their farms.
The song "Here Ha Giang sunny pink called clouds" echoed in his ears, and the scenery forever drifted back on the journey. We were on the road in no time, slowly "sliding" through many beautiful pictures like a fairy scene, feeling immersed in the sky, clouds, and mountains. That scene can sometimes completely immerse you in the fantasy realm.
The pig sucks as it travels through the mountain pass, with the bucket cliff on one side and the terraced rice field on the other... Happiness winding Ma Pi Leng pass, a road with a total length of about 200 kilometers, runs through Dong Van rock plateau and the top of Ma Pi Leng pass to Meo Vac.
Along the way, I photographed the landscape of the border rocky plateau - Dong Van Rock Plateau, which has been designated a UNESCO Global Geopark.
It was majestic, with silent rocks stacked in layers, creating a massive gray picture, and we were suddenly reduced to the vastness of the rock.
Back and forth through the passes, the slope winds with difficult sleeve bends. When you reach the top of the Shen Ma slope, you will see beautiful Hmong babies with hunched shoulders full of buckwheat inflorescences.
Her lovely face, her nose flushed with cold, her cheekbones pink, her genuine innocence was endearing. Perhaps the downstream region's "civilization" has not yet reached this rocky plateau.
The Mong girls carried the hump when there was fog near the house.
We said our goodbyes to the girls in the colorful butt-spreading dresses and continued down the pass into Valley Cam's Cultural Village. Tens of thousands of buckwheat petals flaunt their colors, sweet pink, shimmering in the sunlight in the dawn light, interwoven with buckwheat fields and rocks.
Little Mông girls with baskets of brightly colored flowers can be seen in front of Pao's house.
The house, with earthen walls and ornate stone fences, was once the setting for the film "The Story of Pao." Cloud cover, the back of the house leaned against the cliff.
Listen, while carrying the soil and stones in the old wilderness, Mr. Liu and Mrs. Lo were busy together, so they slipped, knocked the burden into the shattered rock mass, splashed millions and millions of small blocks of stone, and stuck the bucket on the ground of this rocky plateau.
Like anyone who ignores the foot of the mountain, the soft silk strip of the M-shaped road weaves the majestic beauty of heaven and earth.
Nho Quế Stream winds beneath the Ma Pi Leng Pass.
Extremely impressed with "Mã Pì Lèng," one of Vietnam's four great passes up to 20km long, known as the "Bridge of Horse Nose" in the indigenous Hmong language. The mountain arc is one of the "four great passes" of Vietnam's northern mountains, winding through layers of rocks and mountains.
Walking on this pass will move our entire bodies, swaying and spinning like an umbrella in the dances of beautiful Mèo girls. Nho Quế stream circles the green mountainside deep at the pass's foot.
On Dragon Mountain's northernmost tip, the sacred Lung Cu FlagPole
The Lung Cu flagpole is a must-see destination at the end of the journey. Standing at the foot of the flag, the eyes are wide open, collapsing a Ha Giang stretching to the horizon, so beautiful and majestic.
Placing our hands on our chests and silently watching the Buddha flag fly in the Fatherland's first land, we will see how beautiful our country is, national pride will be evoked, and we will feel sacred as the two words of the Fatherland echo throughout the journey.
Source: Nhạn Dung - Hữu Long