Blue sky and white clouds

Many years ago, I lived at a little country in Shangdong. Every morning at sunrise, I go to school by bike. I like the sky and clouds. You know it’s so beatifule because they aren’t polluted. It’s so far from my home to school, so I would spent 30 minutes on my way ( should I use “on“?).  I can watch the sky and clouds very carefully.

I liked to sing when nobody was nearby me for my singing voice is so bad.

I loved the sky and white clounds in my memory.