End of April

Every year the weather of Golden Week is never better.
Any excuse of staying out of the pretty sky? No way!

Kids were running on the green; people were playing all kinds of ball games; and babies were toddling...

what a wonderful world.

People were forgetting their worries and pressure of lives, enjoying the sunshine and blue sky, or hiding under the shadow lying lazily to savvor the lovely afternoon. Nobody was checking out their blackberries. They were just eating sweet strawberries.

I made a bottle of tea, bought something to eat, lay on the mat for sun bathing...What's more enjoyable than this?

The beauty of our world, our lives. I plugged off my earphones, enjoyed the natural sound of the park - laughter.

I see trees of green, red roses too

I see them bloom, for me and you.

And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
I see skies of blue, and clouds of white

The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night.

And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.
I hear babies cry, I watch them grow; they'll learn much more than I'll never know.

And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.

Yes I think to myself...what a wonderful world.