white
When the autumn wind blows cool, the sky is quietly dotted with several clouds-this is the white of the sky.
After a short autumn rain, the sky is clear in Wan Li. White clouds rise and fall. Look up at this piece, like a cotton flower that just burst open; Looking at the regiments in the distance, they seem to be bleating, like a flock of sheep scrambling to eat grass.
Another gust of wind passed, and the clouds glided slowly, casting a thin reflection on the flat or undulating land when the golden sun was covered; When the chirping house birds fly under the clouds, they seem to open their arms and embrace such a group of small creatures that are still full of vitality. This season, the sky always looks higher and wider. The washed blue sky and soft white clouds make people feel that they are no longer agitated and seem a little gentle. This tenderness, with the smell of autumn harvest, is like sweet milk, scratching on people's noses.
But this white color is not static. Climbing up the mountain in the early morning, the blue sky gradually turned golden, rendering a golden red on the clouds, like a delicate and gentle fairy, dancing in the sky with luxurious gauze; When the warm sunshine at noon, the white that had gathered together, shyly dispersed a lot, gently floating in the blue sky, like a phantom, as blue as white. When the sunset is like fire, the night oppresses the last spark to fall to the west. How can the white of the sky still be white? I sighed in the dark. White is gentle and looks weak. However, when I looked at the quiet clouds before the full moon, I vaguely saw a touch of white reflected by the moonlight in the dark night. I suddenly realized. Yes, white is not static, and it will change almost because of the addition of any color. However, these appearances are like sunrise, like gauze at noon, like red light in the evening, but they are only temporary scenes.