Friend, do you like the clouds in the sky? It's a mysterious scene with endless changes. It can silently show you many thrilling and bizarre fairy tales, which are fascinating and intriguing.
In the morning sky, white clouds fluttered like gauze. It dances with the wind, carefree, as if chasing and playing with each other. Look at the horizon. Isn't that white cloud like a white goat? What is it doing? Probably eating grass! Hey, how did it get away? Is there too little grass to graze in the distance? Little goats became fewer and lighter, and finally disappeared. That cloud is terrible. Oh! It turned out to be the king of beasts, the tiger. It bared its teeth and ran forward, perhaps chasing the runaway goat. I wonder if you have seen the flaming clouds at sunset? This is really a miracle. Just like a magician juggling a prism and kaleidoscope, Huang Cancan's brilliance is sprinkled on the earth. Like a fluffy rabbit, it is jumping fast, like a galloping horse with roaring mane, like a dragon with claws, soaring majestically, like a colorful peacock, shining with its beautiful feathers, which is really dazzling.
Now let's look at the dark clouds before the rain. Dark clouds were gathering in the distant thunder. After a while, there were more and more dark clouds, and finally they swept across the sky like a roaring black monster. It seems that it is not the heavy rain that is about to incline to the earth, but the thick ink is frightening, while the edge of the dark clouds is light black, like Chinese painting, with distinct shades, invading the corner from the center in all directions. Clouds, ever-changing clouds, mysterious clouds, beautiful clouds, I like them. I often stand there, looking at the cloud for a long time, guessing all kinds of stories it conjures up. Look, there are some clouds floating in the sky. Friend, do you like the clouds in the sky? It's a mysterious scene with endless changes. It can silently show you many thrilling and bizarre fairy tales, which are fascinating and intriguing. In the morning sky, white clouds fluttered like gauze. It dances with the wind, carefree, as if chasing and playing with each other. Look at the horizon. Isn't that white cloud like a white goat? What is it doing? Probably eating grass! Hey, how did it get away? Is there too little grass to graze in the distance? Little goats became fewer and lighter, and finally disappeared. That cloud is terrible. Oh! It turned out to be the king of beasts, the tiger. It bared its teeth and ran forward, perhaps chasing the runaway goat.
I wonder if you have seen the flaming clouds at sunset? This is really a miracle. Just like a magician juggling a prism and kaleidoscope, Huang Cancan's brilliance is sprinkled on the earth. Like a fluffy rabbit, it is jumping fast, like a galloping horse with roaring mane, like a dragon with claws, soaring majestically, like a colorful peacock, shining with its beautiful feathers, which is really dazzling. Now let's look at the dark clouds before the rain. Dark clouds were gathering in the distant thunder. After a while, there were more and more dark clouds, and finally they swept across the sky like a roaring black monster. It seems that it is not the heavy rain that is about to incline to the earth, but the thick ink is frightening, while the edge of the dark clouds is light black, like Chinese painting, with distinct shades, invading the corner from the center in all directions.
Clouds, ever-changing clouds, mysterious clouds, beautiful clouds, I like them. I often stand there, looking at the cloud for a long time, guessing all kinds of stories it conjures up. Look, there are some clouds floating in the sky.
The sky is like a blue sea, and the clouds are like a canoe on the sea, drifting quietly and gently, for fear of waking up the deep dream of the sea. Large and small white and purple clouds look like faded blue cloth with several patterns embedded in them. The pattern looks like a goldfish, a Moby Dick, a crab claw, a horse, and then collides with each other and waves. Autumn is the best time to see clouds. Clouds in the evening are the most beautiful in a day. When the sun fell drunk on the roof, the clouds spread her beautiful face. Standing on a high place, looking around, thousands of rays of sunlight radiate from a thin barrier, which is a cloud. Red, crimson, then blue and dark blue. The sun is about to set on the horizon. Clouds are brighter and closer to the sun. Clouds are more attractive. Clouds float gently on the sun. For a time, they were like soft cotton wool. If they fly or stop, they will come and go. In an instant, they will be like galloping horses, as if going to the battlefield. After a while, they will form a winding and continuous Great Wall like palaces and palaces. The golden sunlight outlined the palaces and palaces. It's like being bitten by something. Just like the frightened tengu dare not eat the moon again, so they have to take this colorful cloud to satisfy their hunger. The sun continues to set. The clouds are still so bright and colorful, but not as dazzling as before. Just like a young girl standing in front of her, wearing colorful skirts and dancing. The wind is blowing slowly, and her dress is swaying gently, which is very beautiful. Charming colorful clouds appear again in the sun. These colorful clouds, like huge sculptures made of colorful silk and soft cotton wool, are like a mirage, which makes people daydream. The sun has completely set, and the clouds are dark and red, which is particularly heavy. Only the edge of the cloud is reddish orange. It's getting dark and the clouds are gone. The rising moon in Ran Ran. The earth suddenly appears peaceful, harmonious and clear.
3. Composition: Beautiful Clouds In the sapphire sky, white clouds are always floating around, some are big, some are small, some are thick, some are light and have different shapes. Sometimes, the clouds in the sky are like a white horse, galloping carefree in the sky. Sometimes, the clouds in the sky are like a light dove, flying freely in the sky …
Clouds in the sky have various landscapes, and each cloud is different at different times and in different regions.
In the early morning, a ray of sunshine just passed through the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky covered the sunshine and gradually faded away. The sun is getting brighter and brighter, and the sunlight passes through the dark clouds, just like a thousand golden swords, and the dark clouds turn rosy because of the dazzling sun. How beautiful!
In the afternoon, the sunset has just changed into white and shiny clothes, and there are still a few red sunset clouds floating in the sky. The flaming sunset glow is particularly dazzling against the "pouring" flaming clouds. The clouds are like a few flaming ties, which are very beautiful.
At night, the white moon comes to the black sky with a few little stars, and the clouds join in the fun. After a while, the moon, stars and clouds danced as if to celebrate the arrival of tomorrow.
Ah! Yun, you are so beautiful. When I grow up, I will invent something called "perpetual motion machine" so that you can always accompany us!
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In the blue sky, there are white clouds, big, small, thick and light, with different shapes. Clouds are an indispensable part of the sky. They are various and changing rapidly.
There are all kinds of clouds in the sky. In the early morning, a few clouds galloped like a white horse on the endless grassland. Some are like twittering birds flying freely in the sky. Some people dance like slim girls in white dresses. But ... the clouds at night are really colorful! I saw her waving a colorful brush, and the sky instantly became a colorful world. Just now, it was a black and white giant panda who was naively eating fresh and tender bamboo. In a blink of an eye, it turned into a running yellow puppy. A moment ago, it was a docile little sheep, grazing on the plains of Senecio, and in a blink of an eye, it became a golden lion to meet the challenge. ...
The clouds in the sky are changing rapidly. The cloud in front of me is just a plane flying in the air. In the blink of an eye, it becomes a fierce eagle and a magnificent castle. Before you see it clearly, it becomes a soft quilt. ...
In short, the clouds in the sky are colorful and varied, with their own characteristics and shapes. I love this beautiful cloud!
4. How to write with clouds The lightest and tallest cloud in a beautiful cloud is called cirrus.
This kind of cloud is very thin, through which sunlight can shine on the ground, and the light and shadow of houses and trees are still very clear. Cirrus clouds are floating in wisps, sometimes like a white feather, sometimes like a wisp of white silk thread.
If cirrus clouds are arranged in a row in the air, like fish scale waves caused by a breeze blowing over the water, it becomes cirrus clouds. Cirrus clouds and cirrocumulus are very high, where there is little water, which generally does not bring rain and snow.
There is also a kind of white clouds like cotton balls, called cumulus clouds. They are often scattered in the sky about two kilometers, reflecting the bright sunshine, and the clouds are surrounded by golden brilliance.
Cumulus clouds appear in the morning, most in the afternoon, and gradually dissipate in the evening. On sunny days, we occasionally see a kind of cumulus.
Altocumulus clouds are groups of oblate clouds, which are arranged in a balanced way, with a blue sky in the middle, which looks like snow-white sheep on the grassland from a distance. Cirrus, cirrocumulus, Cumulus and Cumulus are all beautiful.
When the continuous rain and snow came, cirrus clouds were gathering, and a thin layer of clouds gradually appeared in the sky, as if covered with a white silk curtain. This cloud is called cirrostratus.
Cirrostratus is advancing slowly, and the weather will turn cloudy. Then, the clouds are getting lower and thicker. Looking at the sun or the moon through the clouds is like a layer of frosted glass.
At this point, the scroll tower has been renamed. It's time to call it a high-level cloud. There are high clouds, and it often rains or snows within a few hours.
Finally, the clouds are getting lower and thicker, the sun and the moon are hidden, and the sky is covered with dark gray clouds. This cloud is called nimbostratus.
As soon as nimbostratus was formed, continuous rain and snow came.
5. How to write a composition with the cloud? Evening clouds
At night, a group of fairy footprints-clouds appeared in the sky.
At that time, I just came home from school, and I spent a short and long, dull and wonderful way home.
As soon as I got out of the teaching building, I looked up at the sky and couldn't help being attracted by the clouds dyed red by the sunset glow. Students invariably look up at the ordinary sky on weekdays, but today, it is so eye-catching. Let me fall into the whirlpool of fantasy that I can't extricate myself. ...
Look! You forget yourself when you think about it!
In the distant sky, there are a few faint clouds that changed in the blink of an eye. Clouds with golden sunset glow, like several dragons, play, rotate, rise and jump in the air. I can't help but see that small cloud, like a golden ball, intertwined and rotating among the dragons! Gorgeous and spectacular! Bright and brilliant!
My mother rode an electric car and drove me without saying a word. Maybe I didn't hear anything along the way. Keep dreaming.
Suddenly, a galloping horse appeared in front of us, galloping in the air of Wan Liyun! I wonder, why doesn't this horse have a strong-willed owner? Another sudden, seemingly gentle, seemingly galloping and cautious "master" somehow appeared in front of my eyes and reflected in my eyes. This scene is like what Bing Xin said, "Words are the most useless things in the world, and you can't write such an ethereal and wonderful scene." No, maybe my imagination is not rich enough, maybe my literary talent is not elegant enough. In short, if you weren't there, you wouldn't have such a wonderful feeling.
Along the way, looking at "majestic mountains", "brave generals", "magnificent", "misty peaks" and "forest with birds and flowers" seems to immerse you completely in the imaginary world, fantasy sea and unparalleled artistic color. What a spectacular sunset, setting off the sky and birds, penetrating the soul, shocking the vision and enriching the imagination!
Unconsciously, I have arrived at the gate of the community. I don't know why I can't help standing at the door. I looked at the boundless sky. Suddenly, the outline of the English word "learning" loomed in the clouds in the distance. Behind it, a plane soared into the sky. ...
With the call of my family, I looked at the inspiring words and recalled the plane that soared into the sky, which made me seem to deepen my impression of learning and enhance my confidence. ...
6. "I am a colorful cloud" composition (450 words) I am a colorful cloud full of wishes, living in a carefree and unrestrained beautiful cloud in the blue sky. I have colorful rainbows, and each color is a beautiful sustenance from the people of the whole country.
Since I am a colorful wish cloud, I have the magic power to help others realize their wishes. Everyone has a small and beautiful wish in his heart, and I am no exception! If you like, I am no exception! If you want to join me, come along! Flying across the motherland, I finally came to Yushu, Qinghai. When I first came, I was still a little uncomfortable. I didn't flinch at the thought that rescuers risked so much to save people. Why should I run away? When I came to the tent, I saw the fatigue and melancholy on the young faces of the children. Originally, their watery eyes became gloomy and indifferent, but at the sight of the white dove flying freely in the blue sky, their dull hearts finally poured into a warm golden light! I want to sprinkle red, golden and light green leaves on the vast land of Yushu. They represent fiery life, green hope, and a beautiful vision for future life and the growth of happiness, health and sunshine. There is only one life, and only by enduring hardships and setbacks can we face life better. Come on, Yushu! We always care about you!
Against the heat, I couldn't help coming to Yunnan. This used to be my dream tourist destination. In the evening, the bright moonlight falls into the stream, and the stars in the sky are reflected in the stream, which is simply the Milky Way. The flowers on the grass are enchanting and bright, sleeping like a princess in a palace. Today's Yunnan has not heard a dull thunder, a flash of lightning or a drop of rain for decades. The original wet land has been dry for a long time, and there are no traces of crops for several kilometers in Fiona Fang. I want to fly blue ribbons and brown feathers here. In the long-term arid land, they represent the source of life and brown new wood. I hope they will take root and grow sturdily here and turn it into a lush and dense natural paradise!
I hope Yushu area will develop better, stronger, more prosperous and more prosperous than before. People unite as one and face the difficulties in life together! The trees in Yunnan are more lush and dense, and become as prosperous as social development! If you have any other wishes, please ask me to make a wish for colorful clouds!
This is my second visit to Chuxiong. It is not the mountains or the water that attracts me, but it has nothing to do with romance.
The heart does not belong, the mountains are nothing but mountains, and the water is nothing but water. What beautiful scenery and other wonders do you want to see? What attracted me was actually an old man. During this visit, I am full of hope to find more memorable places about this old man.
This visit has added some feeling of searching. People are on a journey, and their hearts are far away.
Over the past four years, Chuxiong City has changed a lot. But even if I travel all over the city, I can't find the residence of the old man in my memory, and I can't find the figure of the old man.
I looked at the observation deck of Elu Park as much as I could. The wind is rustling around me, the trees are lush nearby, and the blue-black mountains in the distance are like overlapping silhouettes. Chuxiong City is a greedy octopus, stretching out its tentacles, stirring the turbulent waves, spitting bubbles, spreading on the earth, screaming and grabbing every inch of land.
The newly-built buildings, villas and luxury houses can be seen clearly. Chuxiong bazi is very big, which is convenient for people to expand their desires.
The old man's former residence must be submerged in these dense realities. But where is it now? I tried my best to find it in the uncharacteristic streets, but I thought I was still wandering in the familiar streets of Yuxi, but I always got lost.
The same congested streets, the same busy people, the same Mercedes-Benz vehicles, rushing around in their own vague desires and six dusts, people are like ants working on their own food, but never remember to look up at the stars. The old man in Chinese tunic suit once lived under this high blue sky.
It's just that he's in my memory now. There is red dust and red dust smoke under this blue sky, which always rolls untimely; Where there is life, there is a torrent of life, and the torrent is always unwilling to be lonely.
But somewhere in the sky, there is an old man who used to be like a colorful cloud, surpassing the sunrise and sunset in silence.
8. Praise Cai Yun's works. I only hope that the cloud is buried in the depths of memory, the wind can bypass it gently, the grass is green, and butterflies are flying. But the dream is still a dream, boiling, recalling the past that cannot be erased. Sad, happy, sad, helpless, those long and slow days, floating, life will have new hope, as if suddenly lit up around, like a floating colorful cloud. My heart is more kind and helpless. I just hope this butterfly is just a landscape above my head. I only wish this butterfly, in this dusk, only misses the colorful clouds.
The gurgling stream and the flowers in the sunset are surprisingly beautiful.
Whether the clouds are moving or the wind is blowing, I tell the butterflies flying in the network that they are beautiful and let you wander quietly in my heart!
Accidents always come so suddenly, one day, but it will still float in your mind unintentionally, flying your eyes, even if there is only a white cloud left in the boundless sky, eternal farewell will become eternal celebration, but it doesn't mean that nothing will be left. Just like our fleeting youth, although far away, it is also a passer-by in the network.
Once.
Yuner, I can't remember how long it's been since I looked up. I have moved to another place, and I won't repeat the ridiculous love of my hometown. The cloud once wanted to dance my beautiful mood under the fluttering of the cloud. As long as I looked up, it would be colorful. My heart suddenly startled, there is a kind of happiness from yet to, gratitude at the same time, inevitably a little more melancholy and anxiety, whether it is the cloud or the wind, everything, have the impulse to raise my hand to hug him tightly, although I know I can't see it, but I can still see it, disappear in the wind, and don't reveal the slightest taste of just having finished the Spring Festival. It is already the Spring Festival, the Spring Festival.
I was lost in a butterfly-like paradise, passing through rosy clouds and flying over flowers and streams. ...
What a world this is!
God, I can also transform countless shapes for you, let you imagine.
The heart also follows the dancing elves, golden rosy clouds and dancing beautiful butterflies. It seems that there is a deified world made of butterflies waiting for me. I hold the butterfly's hand.
Everything comes from nature, and I can't remember what season it was.
How I wish this cloud would float forever in my sleep. Suddenly I looked up and saw a long-lost butterfly flying. Her wings are so different in the sun. Its beautiful wings are like a girl's silk hanging skirt after bathing, dancing with the wind. There is no impulse to fall in love at first sight. It's all accidental, it's all dazzling. That kind of romance, singing, let it go through your hair and penetrate your body. Think they are just an object of venting.
"After the heavy rain, it's like a young landscape here. At dusk, this butterfly is still dancing and refuses to fly away for a long time. Sometimes, it will show its soft and charming body, and the lines are like close-ups of aestheticians' sketches. I reached out to it a little shyly, and we will still snuggle in the quiet darkness every windy day, and our hearts will be carefree and quiet.
It turns out that I have always liked that white cloud. Maybe sometimes I feel that I have forgotten its fluttering figure, so that this colorful cloud has always been so close and so real. How I want this colorful cloud to be so beautiful and floating forever, the kind of beautiful romance I look up to. Finally, I realize that such a beautiful and warm cloud has been wandering in my mind, immersed in my heart and warm.
In this world's sleeping night, you suddenly drift by, the beautiful colorful clouds will be blown away by the wind, and the clouds will disappear with the wind, which is particularly clear. This means that spring has come and I am comfortably basking in the early spring sunshine. Lost love is no longer sad! I can't help being surprised. Butterfly lovers is no longer sad, the sky is blue and colorful clouds are blooming. It flapped its beautiful wings and flew to me, leaving an unforgettable, nostalgic and unpredictable cloud, as if it had been a long time ago. The accident has been going on for a long time. At first, people with this "butterfly" status were everywhere in my heart. Maybe things have changed, you will be blown away by the wind, and maybe you will return to the original cloud. Everything will pass away in the years, leaving only a sigh and wandering in the empty space. When I tried to hold its hand, there was a heavy muffled thunder from a distant place in the sky, and butterflies were singing everywhere. This is a paradise like colorful clouds, dreaming of flying in the clouds and dancing alone in this silent night.
The spring breeze is boundless, sunny, desirable, beautiful and elegant, mainly because I am biased against the word "crazy bees and butterflies", and another winter is coming. Life should have a new beginning, reach your heart and smile in the wind.
No matter what you are, you feel that it has nothing to do with yourself, as if you can see it when you look up.
On this night, I am getting carried away, flying my once young dreams in the transformation, and letting my dreams walk freely in the wonderful clouds.
This is a season when butterflies fly and suddenly wake up from sleep. Remember that you are still yourself, and nothing can replace you. Maybe it's just the fragrance of flowers floating in the wind without any fluctuation, but you will wander quietly in this quiet night, and your dream will wake up at dawn. The butterfly quickly put away its beauty and stopped dancing. Reluctant to say goodbye to me, she shed tears when she flew away. Our meeting was so simple and clear, but I vaguely remember that clouds can change, just like snuggling up on a faint lake. It's really quiet as water at night.
On such a silent night
9. Changing Cloud Composition, 400 words, 1. Changing clouds
There are many clouds of different shapes floating in the blue sky. This flower is like a towering mountain, and that flower is like a dense forest; The one near is like a mighty tiger, and the one far away is like a gentle and lovely Xiaohua Mall. Clouds come and go and change a lot. The big clouds gathered together are like a chinemys reevesii about to go to sea. Chinemys reevesii's front foot has reached into the water and his back foot is still on the beach. The short tail is slightly upturned and blended into the vast sea of clouds. The cloud changes very quickly, and suddenly it becomes an eagle, soaring in the boundless blue sky, flying and disappearing into the horizon. Unpredictable clouds, no one knows what the next cloud will look like. ,,,,,, the famous teacher commented: "The big cloud gathered together is like a chinemys reevesii about to go to sea. The front foot of' chinemys reevesii' has reached into the water, and the back foot is still on the beach. The short tail is slightly tilted and blended into the sea of clouds. " After careful observation, the author skillfully adopted appropriate rhetorical devices and changed the characteristics of the cloud. The little author only described the shape changes of clouds, but also described the clouds at sunset in the evening, when the clouds were also beautiful! That can also show the color change of clouds. The ellipsis in the last sentence of the article cannot be replaced by pause.
2. Changing clouds
One sunny day, I lay on the green lawn and looked at the clouds. Suddenly, I will forget all my troubles.
In the blue sky, white clouds are eating radishes on the lawn like lovely white rabbits. They have two long ears and three mouths, as if they were smiling at me! When the wind blows, the clouds suddenly turn into a beautiful sika deer running, and there seems to be a fierce lion behind it. In a short time, the lion finally caught the poor sika deer as he wished. He looked at sika deer greedily and was about to bite it. I quickly covered my eyes with my hand. After two or three seconds, I opened my hand and looked, ah! The white clouds in the sky have become flocks of birds again. They fly freely in the sky, without sorrow and trouble. How happy they are!
Looking at the unpredictable white clouds, I couldn't help saying, "What a wonderful cloud!" "I really want to turn myself into a beautiful white cloud!
10. Composition (beautiful clouds) How to write beautiful clouds In the sapphire-like sky, white clouds are always floating around, some are big, some are small, some are thick, some are light and different in shape. Sometimes, the clouds in the sky are like a white horse, galloping carefree in the sky. Sometimes, the clouds in the sky are like a light dove, flying freely in the sky ... each cloud is different in different areas. In the early morning, a ray of sunshine just passed through the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky covered the sunshine and gradually faded away. The sun is getting brighter and brighter, and the sunlight passes through the dark clouds, just like thousands of swords shining with golden light, across the earth. The dark clouds turned rosy because of the dazzling sun. How beautiful! In the afternoon, the sunset has just changed into white and shiny clothes, and there are several rounds of fiery sunset in the sky. The fiery red sunset stands out against the "hydrated" fiery red clouds. Clouds are as beautiful as a few burning ties. At night, the white moon comes to the black sky with a few little stars, and the clouds join in the fun. After a while, the moon, stars and clouds danced as if to celebrate the arrival of tomorrow. Yun, you are so beautiful. When I grow up, I want to invent something called perpetual motion machine, so that you can stay with us all the time.