1. An essay titled "Cloud Theory"
"Cloud Theory"
I am a cloud. It is composed of tiny water droplets or ice crystals suspended in the air. We clouds are named by their shape and height. It can be divided into three tribes, ten genera and twenty-nine categories.
As the air rises, I cool down. If air rises slowly over a wide area, it forms stratiform clouds. My younger brother, cirrostratus, is a thin, almost transparent cloud layer located high in the sky. My brother, altostratus clouds, are located at higher altitudes and are thicker than cirrostratus clouds. Nimbostratus clouds are located lower, while stratus clouds are even lower, only about 500 meters above the surface.
When the air rises faster, it turns into a cloud. Such clouds are called cumulus clouds. When clumps of cumulus clouds come together, I form stratocumulus clouds. Cumulonimbus clouds are thick, dark and huge clouds, often accompanied by lightning and thunder.
The third type is my sister's wave cloud, which is mainly caused by the fluctuations caused by wind shear (or density discontinuity layer) above and below the inversion layer. If it is high in the sky, it is called a cirrocumulus cloud. Hollow clouds are called altocumulus clouds. Stratocumulus clouds form at low altitudes.
You want to ask why we are white?
It turns out that we in the sky are composed of small water droplets and dust in the air. Our diameter is much longer than the wavelength of any color of sunlight, so Rayleigh occurs. Scattering is rare. Part of the sunlight is reflected into the air; part of it is scattered, and then the scattered light hits the earth, but the scattered light does not change any color of the sunlight; and part of it directly penetrates the gaps between the water droplets. The above three situations have no effect on the composition of sunlight, so the clouds in the sky appear white. But when the clouds become thicker and thicker, there are more and more small water droplets, and they are almost connected together. The sunlight and the scattered light cannot or rarely penetrate the clouds. At this time, the white clouds turn into dark clouds.
It is during the process of sunlight entering the earth's surface through the atmosphere that air molecules or other particles in the atmosphere absorb, reflect, and transmit sunlight, thus forming blue sky, white clouds, and gorgeous scenery. sunset and morning glow. Without the atmosphere and other particles, even during the day, the sun would look like just a solitary bright ball, and the sky would be pitch black. Therefore, air not only provides humans with the conditions to survive, but also makes the sky for humans become Colorful.
Human beings! How great our cloud is! ! ! 2. Write a lyrical prose with Yunshuo as the title
The calm heart is like now. A childhood dream came true.
The shyness of my childhood could not hide my dreamy wings. God gave me a sweet realization, which is not arrogant and striving to be the first, but is peaceful and tolerant of everything.
Need to be grateful, need to be grateful, it is fate, it is the twists and turns of every little taste.
Every step of exploration and indifference to fame and wealth, effortlessly drifting to the dream paradise, that kind of luck, not every child can get the gift of bread.
It is so easy to make yourself feel that the happiness you set when you were a child is too close and too unchallenging.
But while I am satisfied, I am happy with my luck and every person and thing God has given me. Don't be greedy, but feel the joy and beauty everywhere. (Article reading website: )
Now, I don’t envy the majestic eagle, I don’t look at the dazzling luxury, I look down on it indifferently, and breathe slowly.
Close your eyes and listen, or habitually pick up a book within easy reach and read it quickly or slowly, deeply or shallowly.
In my emotions, it is difficult to have the excitement of chivalry and the strong love and hatred of romance novels that I had when I was young.
I just thought about it, where have I seen this story before. . hehe.
When you are busy, there is also a rush that messes up your steps;
When you are angry, there is also a roaring voice;
When you cry, there is also a heartache. The broken minutes;
When I am happy, there are also noisy and noisy things that forget the formal...
But, I can finally regain my peace;
Also, In the end, everything will be empty.
Instead of describing how to mature and grow, we will instead observe how to grow old and experience the vicissitudes of life.
One after another, the songs that were once heart-wrenching to the bone, the more you listen to them, the more you will no longer feel melancholy and become desolate;
The scenes that once captured your heart and soul, the more you recall them, the more they will disappear. No longer sad, full of absurdity;
Compressed memory, looking back leisurely, I can only see the smiles of everyone who has ever appeared, very comfortable and happy.
Create a new folder for happiness, store every heart, store every emotion, store every gift——-Smiley face and the past 3. Write an article with the title of "Cloud" no less than 500-word essay
The sky is still so blue, the wind is still so soft, and the clouds are still so white. My heart is like a cloud, flying to the blue sky, so white, so carefree.
If I were a cloud, the whitest and purest one, even my heart would be the same.
If that's the case, I will abandon that bright pearl, abandon that report card full of "excellent", abandon that study battlefield full of gunpowder... I will smile happily forever, and let my white body immerse in the beauty. The blue sky... If I were a cloud, I would be the most beautiful one.
Although I am not as bright and charming as flowers, nor as gorgeous and expensive as jewelry, I will be free and carefree, just like living in a honeypot. I will sing and dance happily with the wind, and I will smile happily against the blue sky! What is the most beautiful thing in the world? It’s that pure smile! If I were a cloud, I would never cry.
I won’t cry sadly like other clouds, and I don’t want to see people holding flower umbrellas and passing by in a hurry. I will always be happy. I will not compete with the sun or block it. I will let everyone, every tree, and every flower bathe in the warm sunshine.
Let the cloudy and rainy days go, sunny days are the most beautiful! If I were a cloud, no, not if, I would like to become the whitest cloud, floating in the blue sky... 4. Write an essay with the title "Clouds in the Sky"
If the number of words is not enough and the article is not good, please give me a reply and I will help you write one!
Leaving a cloud of longing
The cloud on the horizon is the concern she left behind.
——Inscription
I vaguely remember the hot summer when she left.
He and I are still sitting under the clouds and looking at the clouds in the sky. But the clouds this day lacked any trace of happiness, marching slowly through the sky.
As usual, I spoke first.
"Are you leaving tomorrow?"
"Yes." I couldn't hear the small voice clearly, but I could see the sadness in his eyes.
Suddenly there was a salty smell in the air, yes, it was the smell of tears"
"Will you come back?" I gently held her arm hand.
"I don't know, maybe not!"
Yes, his voice is still so sweet, but these words today hurt my heart!
Yes, she is leaving.
Yes, she is leaving!
Clouds, clouds, why are they still floating in the sky? At this time, the people who love you will be separated from each other. Why don't you hold them with your lingering hands? Tie them together with your hidden silver thread?
You incomprehensible cloud!
She wiped away my tears so lightly, her unique fragrance filled the air, pointed to the clouds in the sky with her delicate fingers, and said: "This is my gift to you!"
I looked up at the sky.
That pure cloud without any impurities!
Postscript:
She left and really never came back, but the cloud she left for me dances in the sky every day. This longing from the bottom of my heart is buried in me. The deepest corner of my heart