Deadly weapon

In the last few days, on every paper we easily see a tragedy.

A murder case.

But the killer was not any specific person.

That's a convergence of a bunch of deadly people.

Their weapon was not a knife, not a gun, or poison.

They used letters, words.

Like people usually say nowadays.

Killing without knives.


Isn't that happening around us every single day.

Sometimes it hides under the cover of a pretty joke "making karma".

So now and then stop trampling, giving bad words to others.

Just focus on your business.

Do it before it gets too late.

Or someone else might become the next victim.

'cause it's not suicide.

It's murder.

Source: nguoixedich
Photos: pixabay


Giving silver, giving gold, no one giving you a way to trade.

This morning, i read a chapter in one of my favourite book.

It goes like this "giving silver, giving gold, no one giving you a way to trade".

We already know that silver and gold are precious jewelry because of high value.

People with a certain property will hide cash, silver, gold, diamond, etc. in safe.

But why says "giving silver, giving gold, no one giving you a way to trade".

Is that because it's more important when you know how to do than using available things.

Days by days i see this proverb is completely true.

Even when we own a lot of money, much of gold without working or earning.

They'll run out all someday.

If we know how to rebuilt, we're not gonna die.

But if we don't, we're done.

Life teaches us lots of lessons.

It's not about how much do we have, it's about how to do.

Source: #nguoixedich

Giphies on

Wanna join us ?


Hi there ! wanna join us go around the city.

We'll tell you how to bargain in local market.

Organize some challenging games in park.

Bring you to kitchen and cook traditional food by your self.

Take you to museum to fill your curiosity about the culture and history.

Then throw you to the top on one of the highest buildings.

Finally wander on walking street before ending your excellent day of experience.

Don't hesitate to lift your ass up and come to us.

See you then.

The race of rabbit and turtle

rabbit and turtle

Once upon a time, there is a rabbit and a turtle.

They keep arguing to see who faster than the other.

They decided to make a race to handle that question.

In the first beginning, the rabbit starts like a rocket.

And left the turtle behind a way so far.

He considers it's a safe distance.

He takes a rest, he wanders around, picking flowers, catching butterflies.

Then falling deep into the sleep.

Meanwhile in the back side.

The turtle slowly keep walking forward.

Quietly, non-stop.

And lo and behold, he touches the finish line first and won the race.

The rabbit wakes up and realizes he overslept.

In a panic way he runs to the finish and see the turtle was there before.

He lost, because of his arrogant.

In the reality, the message from this story tend to be more correct.

The race might not be count on physical distance.

It might be count on the length of time, last for decades of years.

It's not about starting like a rocket, it's about non-stop walking forward.

So what do you choose, be a rabbit or be a turtle.

Or be both.

Source: #nguoixedich

Photos and giphies on google.


Put on a happy face

#warnerbros entertainment inc
I've been thinking a lot and see.

People dont care about our efforts except those who really close to us, what they really care is our achievement.

That is a journey full of shit and challenges we have to walk.
Some with others, some alone.

When we go travel, our achievement is experiences and gorgeous shots.

We might be a travel advisor when travel a lot.

We go to work, have a lot of customers, be promoted, people come to us.

We crush someone, chasing them, she nods her head, others jealous.

But before you get all of those.

Frankly, no one even f*cking care.

So what should we do ? I dont know.

Just keep going.

Listen to those who tend to be our side.

And cover ears when needed.

But there a test i consider putting it on top.

The loneliness.

Deadly, more dangerous than other agents.

It's absolutely right when you walk alone.

What are you gonna do in the middle of the crowd in the middle of the square in Da Lat.

Smiling, but that's a poor one.

People who passes this test, they're half win there.

And one more thing, we have to volunteer, no forced.

Now "put on a happy face and keep working".

Good luck.

Source: nguoixedich


Coffee yet ?

người xê dịch

Hi there !

Recently, i spent almost all the time for this child.

And must admitted that some days he drove me exhausted.

Tired like a dog is real.

About 6 years ago i posted a pic with a tus of what i'm doing now. Running a coffee shop.

During those rough years i hadn't told anyone about that little dream.

Giving ideas in silence, working in silence, then sighing in silence, it messed.

But with old me and now me, i think it worths, failure or success are deserved.

I'm preparing me for possibilities could happen, even the worst.

So you can call me a busy man, 'cause i'm working hard.

Don't ask me out for chill, not interesting anymore.

But coffee is ok. I'm working on it.

See you soon guys.

P.s: This is shop's name. Coffee yet. Wanna come, address below.

người xê dịch

#395 Le Quang Dinh, ward 5, Binh Thanh Dist, Tp. HCM.


Vietnam Art

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Welcome to Vietnam Art.

But  wait... where is it ?

I forgot.

Any of you ?


Guess what he carved on that tree

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"There was a boy carved on tree his words of love for a girl.

That love has remained for years, such beautiful as wind and cloud.

Like a painting which drawn by the mellows of once upon a time.

Thought it was a dream subconsciously".

This is a part of lyrics in a song named "Có chàng trai viết lên cây".

A deep song with gentle melodies.

Like its composer, not loud, not gaudy, and be cool.

As we grown up, we prefer to enjoy songs with meaningful lyrics.

Honest, close to this life.

Not something sounds: 

!@#$%^&*()$#@%^@#@$%%^&#@@&1 2 3 ye.

%&^:";*)_\}%#$@@^&*()_}?><":@!$%@ 3 2 1 ồ ye.

Ứ hu, yé hè.

And look, it's on the top on youtube and other billboards.

We're chasing trends unconsciously without understanding what is it for or meaning.

What you're chasing it for ?

Looking around, asking others "what we're chasing it for ?".


Mehhhh..... who knows.

Every house playing it.

Everyone hearing it.

People chasing it.

So i run after regardless right-wrong.

If i run a coffee shop, and a bunch of customers asking for music.

I might play his songs.

Sometimes i suppose people who enjoys his lyrics and melodies is a deep, understanding one.

I respect things that way.

Not loud, not gaudy, be quiet and be cool.


Back to school

người xê dịch

Back to school.

Summer is over.

No more oversleeps.

No more up all night.

Wear your new pure white shirt and smooth trouser.

They're smell newie.

With a bunch of books and notebooks in your school bag.

They're all smell newie.

Walking, riding on familiar roads.

It's time to meet our friends in joyful emotions.

Giving each others tight hugs, affectionate looks.

And it sounds like something chokes at our throat.

It's not like i miss you, we'll be sitting in a class together or something similar.

It sounds like: Hey homie, summer is over (crying out loud).

No more free time as much, back to school, back to work.


Since we grown up, no more summer at all.

Life goes on with a range of different stages.

So instead of preparing for a new semester.

We prepare for new stage.

It might be more draconic.

But it might be full of glory in the end.

Now move your ass.

And be persistent.


Go hide with me.

người xê dịch

Your dad smoked too much.

Your mom cried a lot.

My dad walked around and around.

My mom rang neighbors and relatives.

We haven't come home for many days.

With no signs, no contacts.

Just left a piece of paper.

"Don't worry, i just go away for a while".


Hey baby, go hide with me.

We go to see silver sea, green mountain.

I'll ride you away on a shaking ride.


We left narrow and noisy city behind.

Where breathing make us spend lots of energy.

I feel hangover dreaming about long roads.

Wanna ride you to every corner on earth.

I don't care if it was a gorgeous shiny day.

Or windy, stormy, rainy days.

The day we're together is such a beautiful day.

Then go hide with me baby !

We'll get more fresh air.

And less depression.

How long does it last ?

Peacefully every early single day.


I gotta go earn money.

P.s: Lyrics is in a Vnmese song named "Đưa nhau đi trốn" and the picture is in Binh Ba, a beautiful island in Nha Trang province.

See ya.