Dusk Over the Fields

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At dusk, Ninh Binh turns golden. The air fills with the sound of insects and the hum of motorbikes heading home. I stood on a small bridge watching farmers collect their tools, the sky turning orange behind the peaks. The reflection of the sunset on the flooded paddies was like a mirror. It wasn’t a tourist moment — just daily life — but it was more beautiful than any viewpoint.

Post by Traveler 123 | Oct 13, 2025