The melancholic sound of the khen flute drifts through the mist along the mountain slopes, whispering in harmony with the babbling streams and the rhythmic clatter of looms, creating a mystical melody that captivates travelers. The village of A Luoi today bustles with visitors from afar, as the local people have learned to leverage their cultural identity for tourism. Behind these transformations are the tireless footsteps of a Pa Co woman who loves her homeland - That is Ms. Le Thi Them, the former Head of the Culture and Information Department of the former A Luoi District, now the Head of the Party Building Committee of A Luoi 1 Commune.

Some rivers have painted their own portraits in human memory, like the Seine with Paris, the Danube with Vienna, the Nile with Egypt... And with Hue, it is the Huong River – the one that has immersed itself in layers of mist and time, flowing into poetry, music, and painting as a wandering stream.

In March, when you visit Bach Ma National Park, you will experience a spring filled with the colors of rhododendrons, bellflowers, and the lingering golden hues of the liquidambar formosana leaves standing out in the misty air.

We lay on the sand, quietly hearing the gentle melody of the waves and the melodious sound of winds gently gliding around us. The moon veiled the shore with a dim mist-like light. Far out at sea was layer after layer of light from fishing boats like thousands of remote stars. Amid the peaceful melody of the earth and sky, a gentle sleep came. Until the red east appeared on the horizon, we woke up, starting a wonderful new day.

“Hue is ancient, yet always new and surprising. Anyone who has ever spent an entire misty morning or a cool sunset walking along the two banks of the Huong River will feel the magical vitality of Hue today... Hue is developing day by day, gradually worthy a city of heritage, a future center of specialized culture, education, tourism and healthcare of the country and the region” - These are the deep feelings of a distant friend about a Hue that is "forever beautiful and poetic".

This is the season of winter days with early-coming northeast wind, fine weather, and light sunshine. This is also the season overflowing with emotions for photographers and writers, etc.

Hue has come into summer with the peach of the sun and the sound of cicadas resounding on the canopy of leaves. Sometimes the spring still pours mist into the early sunrise and late sunset. With the desire to see ‘the region of weeping willow’ and the ocean in the middle of this time, we chose Tan My village (Quang Ngan commune, Quang Dien district - more than 15km north of Hue City) to enjoy the rustic, close and serene beauty of nature which is typical of the coastal village of Thua Thien on the other side of Tam Giang lagoon.

After a series of cold rainy days, Hue gets dry, being fresh and sunny. Hue is coming in mist season. Unlike many northern provinces, the mist in Hue is just enough to make the dawn rising a little bit later, but it is still poetic and beautiful.