That's right, the ao dai with the hat is too universal, it is like the girl Kim Long of Hue or the female student Dong Khanh in Ha Thanh. But the hair of Miss Saigon - Well, just understand that Miss Saigon, a lady in Saigon or remember Saigon to go ha - like clouds fly one way, then the target is the foliage of tamarind.
It is not for nothing that we associate green tamarind with the hair of the young lady, it is because we are affected by that, from the cloud-like romantic prose of Saigon-loving writer Binh Nguyen Loc during the time he has spent "traveling" along this land to admire, record and contemplate.
Reading to Binh Nguyen Loc about tamarind, about these tamarind rows, how familiar it is to write about mother, about wife, how cute. And no one can describe the beauty of this capital as beautiful as Binh Nguyen Loc:
"Oh, the tamarind rows contained Ms. Mua, a girl from the countryside who rarely dared to go to the city. It is on your green hair that changes color according to weather that nature lovers find their footprints every year, sneaking to the city several times," quoted from "The Saigon tamarind rows" (The walking steps on the sidewalks of Mr. Binh Nguyen Loc).
Who is the season, the monsoon. Every time Ms. Mua comes to the tropical city, the city is brightly hot all year round, there are very light seasonal moments that only subtle souls like Binh Nguyen Loc can touch, and there is a very "transcendent" feeling - a very light, inner and high feeling, bringing people closer to the spiritual world.
In the coming seasons, the city has cold early mornings, a vaguely cold appearance to the point of "hiding thoughts", in the forest of tamarind leaves. Sitting on the sidewalk of Nam Ky Khoi Nghia on such a day, my soul suddenly cheered with joy when I saw a few small leaves like the little hand of a child falling into my cup of coffee, rotating slowly and then quietly.
It was so much fun, that fragile leaf like a friend trying to visit us. In the midst of the waves, there is a bright yellow brown color, the leaves of the green tamarind leaves are like a broken green sugar, not sweet but make our softs in love.
Therefore, every street wandering person finds it lonely even if only the heels hit the solo beat. Because her hair, the hair of our lover, is soaring in the wind, rotating like sinking in the cycle of time-travel, not as muddy as "the road of phoenix flying, the blind have no way back".
Then when my legs get tired and need a shoulder to rest and sleep, there are tamarind trees on the sidewalk that are willing to cover me. Looking back at it, her eyes are closed, her ears are listening to Binh Nguyen Loc whispering about the story of tamarind: "Beautiful with the shells of old trees reminded of the old trees next to the ancient pagoda on a young ridge, with young green moss clinging to the dark and black shells, beautiful like a dense forest with wind and mist...
Oh, the old markets, Gia Long streets, the streets of the streets are shady, the friends of the pedestrian's friends at noon, the curious tamarind bundle into the house windows, sending the tiny leaves on the girl's hair, the dark green tamarind rows of the piano of AI in some echoing windows " - excerpted" Saigon tamarind ".
It must be a new tamarind to represent this urban tree in a sunny and windy city, not a row of black stars, or a high, round, straight oil tree that was once used as an electric pole on the street - an extremely "natural" electric pole, very lovely and not afraid of termites.
Historically, the first tamarind trees were planted by the French in the 1800s to shade them. The first tamarind trees in Saigon were called "dollar tamarind trees", and then became the urban tree closest to this windy and sunny land.
On the sidewalks of the city today, there are still many tamarind trees that are still tired of brushing their hair when the monsoon season has passed since the time of the French naval Admirals, but there have not been titles of Governor of Nam Ky or Saigon Mayor, and then President of Ho Chi Minh City over time.
This bustling city is a tropical country with hot sunshine, so shade trees are the number one priority. People have experimented with many urban trees for the city such as cajuput, black star, oil, royal poinciana, banyan... However, only tamarind trees best meet the requirements of appearance, canopy and adaptation to street life.
Then the city had "road with tamarind leaves flying", there were "green tamarind trees, but now standing there, let me make poetry". Another poet who was not born in Saigon but buried in Cu lao Pho (former name of Bien Hoa) was Nguyen Tat Nhien but fell in love with Saigon tamarind in the poem "Saigon on Nguyen Du Street":
" And tamarind leaves on a smile
Nguyen Du Street is still poetic
Even though I was in a confused state.
There are many talented people from Saigon who have a chance to visit like Nguyen Tat Nhien. As Trinh Cong Son of Hue was choked up:
"Do you still remember or have you forgotten?
Remember Saigon, it rained and then it suddenly sunned
Remember the old town with the footsteps
Remember the street lights every night
Morning for you, green tamarind leaf arch
Therefore, the tamarind rows are not only the hair of the young girl Saigon, but also the soul of Saigon, with street names, street names, wharf names, and river names. No wonder the Cay Me canals, Cay Me bridges, Cay Me hamlets, and Cay Me ferry terminals are heard everywhere in this country, and have become extremely familiar with each other.
Even Trinh Cong Son's younger brother, who was also a traveler from Hanoi, could not help but feel over his love affair with Me. Thanks to that, we see the retro- everlasting eyes of romantic Tran Tien through "The Young City" with the bustling line of a young love:
"Where are you going, my hair is full of melee
You sit there, why are you so happy?
And laugh alone
Thanks to tamarind, the city is cute and says like Binh Nguyen Loc, a Dong Nai person who loves Saigon, "I love Saigon because of the tamarind rows". The rows of tamarind trees brushing down the hair of thousands of people from all over the country are marching to welcome the historic April days!
