The First Mid-Autumn Night in Da Nang
That Mid-Autumn Festival, I — a 16 × 2 + 1-year-old girl — eagerly joined the moon festival at FPT Plaza, Da Nang.
The lively atmosphere, the vibrant drumbeats of the lion dance, and the shimmering lanterns made everyone feel like they’d returned to childhood. My calm little life was about to become something truly beautiful.
Seeing people holding colorful lanterns, I wanted one too just for fun. But the organizers only gave them to families with little kids. I don’t have a husband or children, so I jokingly brought out my cat, Simba, to “claim my right,” but they said, “You need to have a child to get one.” 😅
I understood them and offered to buy the lantern — I really wanted one because it was my first Mid-Autumn Festival in Da Nang, and I wanted to make it feel more complete and warm. But things don’t always go as planned. The organizers firmly said they couldn’t sell it — the lanterns were only for the kids. Oh well, “little Linh” had to accept it.
I felt a little disappointed, but then I just stood there and smiled. Sometimes, it’s okay not to get what you want — I’ve always believed that as long as you stay calm and cheerful, even my very first Mid-Autumn night in Da Nang would still be beautiful.
When Kindness Brings Unexpected Blessings
While wandering around the festival, I saw a foreign woman asking the sausage vendor something in English. The young vendor looked confused, not sure how to respond.
I quickly stepped in to help translate a few simple sentences. The foreign woman understood, bought her food happily, and the sausage stall got one more order.
I didn’t think much of it — I was just happy to help. The stall owner, named An, thanked me repeatedly. We had a short, cheerful chat, and through that, An found out I liked lanterns. She then ran off to get one for me.
At that moment, I felt so ridiculously happy — it was like a little miracle had just granted my wish.
Holding the lantern in my hands, my heart warmed. It wasn’t about the gift itself, but about the way people are willing to share a bit of kindness — even if just for a brief moment.
I suddenly thought, if I were still like my younger self — easily upset over the little things — I wouldn’t have had such a wonderful night. Learning to live calmly has never been something I regret.
Small Acts of Kindness That Make Da Nang Special
After walking around for a while, I started feeling hungry and went back to An’s stall for another sausage. When I finished eating, I sat down at a nearby mat where people were playing Ô ăn quan (a traditional Vietnamese game). Just as I was about to look for someone to play with, a mother and her child came over and sat down.
We didn’t know each other, but after just a few friendly words, the three of us were soon counting stones and laughing like children — as if our childhood had come rushing back onto that little mat.
Amid the crowded Mid-Autumn night, I suddenly felt a gentle lightness in my heart. In Da Nang, people seem to live a bit slower, be a bit kinder, and somehow, a lot warmer.
💛 In Conclusion
Amid the rush of modern life, this kindness story in Da Nang made me believe even more that:
When we live gently, know how to give, and remember to smile, happiness doesn’t need to be chased — it will come on its own, quietly and lastingly. 🌸
People in Da Nang are incredibly kind and lovely. 🌸
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