I took a walk with my mother today. Because weather was good terribly, I was just good to take a walk.

We passed by a tunnel of a white beautiful flower after throwing away trash on the way of a walk and went to a number one park. I heard "What kind of flower is this?", my mother said, "Hum, what is this? It did not smell." That flower looked like a white clover.

I thought the sky's mood was good If weather had been good. I thought in spring that it was the good season when life such as a flower, a tree or an animal sparkled.

2000/4/23