The blue sky is the home of white clouds.

Soil is the home of seeds.

Woods are the home of birds.

Garbage dump is the home of garbage.

The box is the home of the things in the box.

School is our home.

The pencil box is the home of pencils.

The forest is the home of animals.

Grassland is the home of good horses.

This river is home to fish.

Automatic lead is the home of refill.

A house is a person's home.

This big tree is the home of birds.

Extended reading: sentences describing blue sky and white clouds

After lunch, the white clouds in the blue sky gradually increased. Like thousands of strings of marshmallows piled together, a lot of white makes people drool; It is also like a mountain full of snow, quiet and solemn.

I love the sky. The sky in Wan Li when there is no cloud, the sky when it is snowing, the sky when I walk, sitting there alone squinting at the sky outside the window-it is so far away and real, and in my heart, it is changing with colors.

Baiyun loves me warmly, and the blue sky gives me infinite hope. Choose what I love and love what I choose. I fantasize that at present, in the vast frontier of this beloved country, I will quietly watch the blue clouds drift away inadvertently, and when dusk falls, I will go to hands in the air and cross the sunset. The breeze will make my thoughts and worries disappear, and the endless lingering feelings of our soldiers flow in the blue sky and white clouds of this lovely territory.

Because the sky is changeable and sunny, the sky is blue, sometimes it is black, and sometimes it looks like wearing white clothes.

What is needed is a windless night, when the mist rises in the pine forest and hangs on the pine needles; Rub between the blue rocks, like a gauze on the arm of a jade girl, like a filament spit out by a silkworm. At this time, the moon rises from the mountain pass, like an orange lacquer plate. In the moonlight, it was a bit like apricot silver light shining into the pine forest.

Many clouds hung down and covered the highest peak as if covered with a layer of white sand.

Golden clouds are scattered in the sky, getting thinner and thinner, like washed hair.

In the sky, fiery red clouds are burning and getting bigger and bigger. Red, ochre, purple, cyan and black are all kinds of irreconcilable rivers.

Baiyun's attitude has changed a lot. Look at the horizon. Isn't that cloud like a swan covered with snow? Why does it never move? Oh, it's sleeping. Ah, the swan is moving! It woke up, flew this way, flew, flew, and the "swan" became bigger, blurred, faded and finally disappeared.

Different places have different skies, and the sky in Guangdong is tile blue; The sky in Shandong gives people a feeling of high altitude; The perfect blue sky is like water; The sky on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is ridiculously high; The sky on the Loess Plateau is deep and boundless, as if it had never changed.

After a while, a little sheep appeared in the sky. It was running away slowly. After thirty or forty seconds, the lamb became bigger, with long limbs, long neck and thick body. Then the sheep became blurred, and the sheep became one piece in the east and one piece in the west, as if they had been dismembered.

The sky is orange. In the evening, the sun went home and the sky turned orange, like a gold coin and a pile of rice. Here comes the bird again. It can't control itself. It is always attracted by the sky. It can't help but want to kiss the sky. The sky has its favorite rice yellow. The sky is the only thing in the bird's heart, and it is where the bird belongs. The orange sky is the pride of the masters of dusk and time. Take another breath, warm and soft. The clouds are coming again, and the sky against them is getting orange and brighter.

White clouds are unpredictable, and a cloud like a bear comes slowly and looks like a fool. Followed by a white fluffy bulldog, cute up and down swing. After that, a few small white clouds floated in, like soft cotton candy, which made people drool.

White clouds bloom in the valley, appearing hazy, clean and mysterious, like white snow lotus.

At dawn, the sky is boundless and the ground is boundless. Suddenly, I saw white clouds rising from the valley, accumulating more and more thickly, like a piece of Wang Yang, like floc on the ground, and like a pile of snow in the valley. This silver sea of clouds and light seem far away and close at hand. It is light and overflowing, row upon row, changeable and interesting. At the peak of Yushan Mountain, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the white clouds are scattered or clustered, which is ever-changing. Sometimes they gather in groups and float out of the cave, just like a waterfall, which is called "Cloud Waterfall".

There is a strange cloud motionless, not like a tiger or a swan. What is it like? Move, move, close, see clearly, it turns out to be like a "unicorn" with someone on its back, like a "Guanyin Bodhisattva". Here they come, getting closer and bigger. At the same time, it gradually spread and finally became a fragmented cloud.

A crisp autumn afternoon, the blue sky, as white as snow, gradually gathered, and slowly spread like a girl's veil. After a while, the sky was blue and endless.

The sunset glow is all over the sky, and the burning clouds weave the sky into beautiful brocade, which is really a beautiful spectacle. How many colors are there in the sunset glow? Red, yellow, gold, purple, blue and maybe other colors.

The sky was dyed blood red by the sunset, pink clouds were reflected on the flowing water, the whole river turned purple, and the horizon seemed to light a fire.

Looking up at the sky, sometimes it looks like a silk handkerchief, which is very transparent. There are fine clouds in the blue sky, like magnolia flowers embroidered on scarves. Sometimes there is not a cloud, only the sun is hanging high in the air, and the dazzling light makes us squint, like a vast and quiet sea.

The light blue sky, like clean velvet, is set with yellow Phnom Penh.

I like blue, I like the blue of the sky, so I like looking up at the sky, so I can find my happiness when I look up at the sky. So when I am sad, I will look up at the sky. Although the sky was gray at that time, I will find a vast feeling, so my sadness can be reduced. So when I miss my old friends, I will look up at the sky. Although they don't have to look up at that time, when they look up at the sky, there will be my blessing in the clouds. So when I don't pay attention to thinking about you, look up at the sky, and the clouds will send my blessings and thoughts to you.

Wan Li is clear and Wan Li is cloudless, as clear as jasper.

I like to watch the changes of white clouds. Sometimes, it is like delicious cotton candy, lingering into a ball; Sometimes, it is like a piece of white snow, arranged one by one; Sometimes, just like a little girl's face, it turns red inadvertently.

Through the blue sky, the sun hangs like a fireball, and the clouds can't stand the heat and quietly hide without a trace.

The sky in my hometown is blue, like sapphire and the sea. Although I didn't see the sea at that time, I think the sea should be the same as the sky in my hometown. Look, isn't that faint cloud like a spray? Aren't birds flying in the sky fish swimming in the sea? At the moment, I am like the daughter of the sea in that fairy tale, looking up at the blue sea and blue sky and looking forward to an infinite future.

The bright blue sky is like a polished sapphire and a carefully woven blue satin.

The sky is blue as washing, and the bright sunshine shoots down from the dense gaps of pine needles, forming a thick beam of light, illuminating the shade trees floating with the mist like a veil.

I ran to the balcony and looked up and saw white clouds. Bai Yunxi Xi smiled at me. I see them like a flock of white geese, butterflies and dragonflies, and some like a flock of blondes. They are beautiful.

Look, how beautiful these white clouds are! They are different in shape, some are like white and sweet marshmallows, and I really want to take a big bite. Some are like strong white horses, and I really want to ride them around the world. Some are like red roses in the sun of my father-in-law, and I really want to give them to my mother.

The sky is boundless, it is bigger than the deep blue and the vast sea. There are many things in the sky. In the morning, the sun shines from TVXQ!! Make the sky more beautiful and dazzling. At night, the stars play in the sky, the moon tells many stories in the middle of the night, the red star sleeps, and the stories get more and more exciting.

Wan Li is clear, Wan Li is cloudless, and the sun burns the noodles hot.

There are blazing sun, bright moon, twinkling stars and magical meteors in the sky. There are also moments of lightning, the feeling of thunder, the roar of strong winds and the refreshing raindrops. It contains natural changes. Is the sky empty?

The sky is so blue that there is not even a trace of floating floc, as if all the noise has been filtered out and shining with magnificent light.

As clear as a piece of blue paper, a few thin white clouds floated slowly with the wind, as if they had been melted by the sun.

The sky is high and the clouds are light and spotless, and the distant mountains contain Dai, and the wind sends warmth.

The sky is noble and clean, and pieces of white clouds are floating gently, like white sails floating in the sea.

Looking up at the blue sky, most of them are set off by white clouds. Those unpredictable clouds, either flowing or stopping, intentionally or unintentionally add decoration to the blue sky; Head-up blue sky is an endless plain, full of blue or blue colors. At such a moment, you can hardly find any suitable words to describe it, except purity and tranquility.

There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.

There is strange white snow in the beautiful sky. Lovely birds are always flying in the sky, twittering as if to say hello to the sky.

The clouds in Kunming are very distinctive. Sometimes, continuous clouds in Phnom Penh or silver edge are turning; Sometimes, there is only one spotless white lotus in the sky of Wan Li; Sometimes, like the dome of a huge building, the top is full of sculptures, birds and animals, everything. Clouds are sometimes as light as cotton and sometimes as heavy as crystal boulders. Due to the strange changes and rich colors of the clouds, the lakes and mountains of the 500-mile Dianchi Lake are changing endlessly.

On a sunny day in early summer, the high blue sky wall was inlaid with marble-like clouds, and the swallows broke the silence of the sky happily.

At noon, after lunch, I sat on the balcony and looked up at the sapphire-like sky with snowflake-like clouds. They fly carefree in the sky, either thick or light. It will change its form from time to time, as if to show you all its "incarnations".

The sky is full of red clouds and golden waves. The red sun is like a melting pot of boiling molten steel, and generate shines with dazzling golden light.

Wan Li has no clouds, no waves, no clouds, no clouds, no clouds, no clouds, no makeup.

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