Suddenly, I saw a lovely sign with green letters on a white background: “Be quiet and let nature speak!”. I looked and listened. In the quiet space, the words of the trees were lush green, lush shade. The words of the flowers were the lingering fragrance, diverse colors. The words of the wind were the rustling of falling leaves, the murmur of waves lapping on the lake surface, the faint swaying of tree branches and flower branches. Here and there were also the chirping sounds of small birds hopping from branch to branch…