One afternoon, I walked towards the rice fields near where I live. I wanted to enjoy the expansive view of the rice paddies.
I was captivated by the beauty of the clouds, which stretched out. Blue clouds mixed with grayish white decorated the sky above the rice paddies, obscuring the coconut trees beneath.
A gentle breeze blew against my face. The grass swayed, and with the breeze, the enchanting clouds above also changed their shape slightly. But they remained enchanting.
Dusk was falling, and so were my feet, as it was already late in the day. I left those beautiful clouds, sure to tell a new story tomorrow.
