The Elves of the Blue Sky
On the clear blue sky,
there is a group of pure elves.
They were wearing snow-white gauze skirts,
wearing sky-blue hairpins,
stepping on the breeze,
gliding across the sky. Above,
leave no trace.
The skirt was bulging in the wind,
like a big marshmallow,
provoking the little gluttons on the ground,
Swallow.
They have become so cute!
Look,
A lively and cute elf turned into a jumping white rabbit,
Hey , why aren't your eyes red?
An elf loves freedom,
turned into a soaring eagle,
its two wings are like the wings of a glider.
There is also the most mischievous elf,
Look, it turns into a dog's tail grass,
Tease this one, scratch that one, < /p>
Everyone made faces at her.
Don’t look at these elves in the blue sky.
They are usually laughing and joking.
Once they have a gloomy face,
they start crying.< /p>
No one can do anything to them,
"Woo woo, woo woo..."
This is really painful for the people on the ground.
If you cry like this,
they,
will definitely be scolded by Thunder’s father and Dian’s mother:
“Cry What! Stop crying!"
This trick doesn't work,
They cry even harder!
You must have guessed,
Who are these elves?
Yes,
they,
are the ones floating in the blue sky
—the white cloud elves.
The color of the soul
Everyone has a soul,
The color of the soul is different.
Let’s talk about the soul of the poet.
The soul of the sad poet,
is the blue of the melancholy sky,
as if the poems he wrote,
bring joy to people Come wisps of sorrow.
The soul of a happy poet,
is the yellow color of cheerful wintersweet,
in the sunshine,
like a piece of crystal,
p>
Revealing the golden world.
The soul of a young poet,
is the vibrant green of plums,
young and energetic,
not yet tasting the warmth and warmth of life.
The soul of the old poet,
is the fiery red of the sunset on the horizon,
it is about to fall into the deep valley,
showing the red of the sunset .
The color of the soul,
is a person’s character.
Different souls,
have different colors.