Don't We Live in a Kind of Argentina?

The breeze was the same; the light from the house far away was the same,
I was walking very slowly on the bricked street, and I had to admit that:
even they are nice, I cannot go back to the beginning, when everything was once fresh and interesting for me.
I thought: ''if it's a relationship, how could we light up the light again and feel good?''

Walked up to the clean and wide road in front of Ngoc Lan Hotel, the little roses smiled but I just passed by hurriedly. And the logo of Mobiphone with blue and red was once colorful but it couldn't take my eyes anymore.
The street scenes are not so charming as before,
and they are not nostalgic ones under the familiar wind odor in every seasons in my hometown.
Well...I get used of them, many things, in Dalat.
I am not tired of them, I just know them much more than short stayed travellers.

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Howerver, tonight, I stopped and started to read every words on the street, including those I don't know and even cannot pronounce.
I looked at every shops and found some, which I didn't noticed before.
Some families were having dinner, and some pattens in Ao Dai (VN long dress) were quite attractive.
...
And then I thought of the songs in the film ''Happy Together'' I saw many years ago.
The scene was in Argentina, and the music were extreme exotic.
I enjoyed the album very much.
ThenI thought: ''What's difference between I live in Argentina from Vietnam? Doesn't Vietnam have its own exotic flavour?''

Indeed, we often dream that how wonderful it is if ''I live in X country!"
That make us cannot see the land we expose to now.
Therefore, we ignore many things, even the language, because we live so much
in the dreams!
Since it's very different between travelling from working.
The former is spontaneous and enjoyable and the latter is assigned most of time.
However, no matter which reasons we arrived in the foreign country, it's a chance to look different living style, which is valuable than any series in Discovery Channel.
Once we make effort to appreciate its beauty and try to experience more,
no matter how long we stay here, we start develop wider eyesight.

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A man sat next to me in a coffee shop said,
''Look, it's sunset!'' The day was clear.
''The clouds are so soft.'' I looked at them under small elegant French houses and replied.
I cannot help but appreciating the old friend lead me to see the new thing again.

Can't we say: when we admit the existence of old things, we not only experience the freshness but a new self?