I went to lakeside, sat, closed eyes, listened to the sound of nature with my ears in a bird is shouting, an insect is crying out, a dog is playing in the water and there cheers for the dog in the lake. A burst of gentle breeze is blowing, over the sound tape of nature, in my ear. This is my most happy composition that I have ever heard in the world.
　　I smell of flowers, and the smell of nature with my nose which causes a battle array, a battle array of fragrance. The wind is jump dance, and enters the smell tape of nature in my nose. It is that I have smelted the world, the most sincere smell.
　　　I opened up my eyes slowly to broaden my view, to appreciate the scenery of nature—how the grass in sways, that the withered grass in flatter, the purplish red appearance( between spend in nod), the rock of silver grey in sleep, the green lake water like a mirror, high straight tree standing guard, ship in a sunlight bath, and two dogs pursuing the lakeside. The scenery reflects into my vision; it is me who has seen the world—the last most beautiful drawing.

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