I love to crane my neck to read clouds;
They can be so unpredictable.
I love every single one and crowds,
Each time I can look up to marvel
At their shapes against the blue background
Or the wind chasing them away forward.
Now they are meandering around;
The air stream seems the best wizard.
I love the way they reflect sunlight,
And their moving shadows over hills.
What a wonderful, excellent sight
Bringing the nice excitement and thrills!
I try my variable luck
At weather forecasting for today,
In the sky I’m watching every track
Of each cloud, but they lead me astray...
I love looking up to read the sky;
It can be so unpredictable.
I try to find a clue or reply,
But the clouds remain impenetrable...