A walk in the park

Today I took a walk in a park near my home. It is an old park with many big trees inside. Its name used to be called the People's Park, but it was renamed after an ancient writer called ShiNaian, who was from my hometown. The park has a big marble monument in memory of the soldiers who died  protecting this area.
Upon entering the park, a main road passes through it and appears before one's eyes. On the left, there was a big square and beside it a rock garden with an old building, a curved pool and a zig-zagging bridge. There were also many lovely lotuses in the pool.
Familiar people get togther because of similar hobbies including two old people who were practicing tai-chi at one corner of the square, people who sung Shaoxing opera in the pavilion, one man who played the erhu, another man who played the trichord, and a lady who was singing.
Many people like Beijing opera, but I enjoy Shaoxing opera more because it is very soft and touching.
Today when I went to the park, I was in very bad mood, so I sat on a chair and cried. But soon afterwards I felt pieceful and cheery. Maybe it was because of the trees, the surroundings, and the people. The air was leisurely. What a wonderful place!

I started learning Chinese in school, but now with technology, there are endless ways to learn chinese.