THE SENSUALITY OF TROPICAL RAIN. In the luxuriant moistness o the Bay of Ha Long, a junk glides, as if suspended of water owers, lotus and cydamen. A hand moves through the crystal clear water, with its vivid accents of red berries and rhubarb. In the distance, near the shore, the mansoon looms on the horizon, embodied by the green fragrance of neroli, while the oral notes of magnolia rise from the warm land. a cloud of musk and white moss envelopes the horizon