There are great roads, beautiful bridges, lovely parks, gorgeous gardens and wonderful buildings in a big city. But there is something missing, something very important: The spirit of nature!

It is raining! In other words little poems are coming down from the sky! Nature is literature! Sun is a fable; forest is a story; birds are a theatre; mountains are a myth; rain is a poem! Nature is literature!

Here is a wonderful habit: From time to time stop; move not; speak not; just watch the nature, because this is the best way to realise explicitly the miracles surrounding us!

We are lucky because we still have a magnificent temple called nature where we can find peace of mind in it!

When the spirit of nature touches us, our hearts turn into a butterfly!

Treat every natural beauty you met as if you see them for the first and last time!