A sentence describing the beauty of clouds

Complete sentences describing the beauty of clouds

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. The following is a complete set of sentences describing the beauty of clouds, I hope it will help you!

No. 1 A wisp of white clouds, like a gauze, was slowly blown by the morning breeze, floated from the top of a pine forest, and stopped on the flute girl's head, as if reluctant to leave. After a while, it suddenly dispersed and fluttered. Into the deep blue sky.

Cloud 2 stayed low below the engine room, as if countless limestone mountains had become a white wasteland. High altitude is another scene-it is so bright and clear, as if it makes people feel that there is only endless emptiness above the blue sky.

No.3 Yunlan climbed out of every cave, lifted its strange big head, stretched its slender body, and threw a gray mane into the wind, revealing big and dirty teeth; Clouds and mist appeared in droves. Clouds from the north: black and big, but messy and ragged, overlapping and flourishing, like countless blown forests, with deep gaps between them, and huge stripes like light green ice scattered on them. These red clouds rush forward with wild power and make a dull roar.

No.4 cloud is getting thicker and thicker, and finally it condenses into water. There are forests all over the mountains in Shasha sandy land. The mountains are pure green, and all the scenery is hidden. The party finally stopped, and they were stuck on the mountain road like a paste.

No.5 There are many changes in the flaming clouds in this place, such as red, gold, purple, yellow, gray, lily, grape gray, pear yellow and eggplant purple.

No.6 I saw the clear air like spring water, floating in with pleasant warm clouds, just like a giant swan, holding its white chest high and never being disturbed by anyone.

The shape of No.7 flame cloud is ever-changing and indescribable. But the author described its static and dynamic state in a similar way, using hieroglyphics such as horses, dogs and lions, which are familiar to people and more popular with children. Pictographs are vivid, giving people a deep impression and strong artistic appeal.

No.8 that piece of white Xishan, at this time, under the oblique light of the sunset, clearly distinguishes the height; At ordinary times, looking at the distant peaks seems to be much closer to us. The gray smoke at the foot of the mountain rises slowly, getting thicker and thicker, and it is also stained with the color of the sunset. That's probably the cloud in the mountains that people have heard of.

No.9 The silver-blue sky is quiet, with faint clouds, like a fairy's transparent gauze skirt, like combed feathers, like a distant mountain, like a silver stream under the plain. They walked leisurely, as if visiting some beautiful scenery. The gentle breeze makes you wonder: Are they whispering excitedly?

No. 10 sunny hills have long braved milky white smoke and gathered into clouds; A few faint white clouds, half embedded in the sky, half stuck on the mountain peak, as if an angel crowned the mountain peak with an ice silk.

No. 1 1 There are veiled clouds floating in the blue sky, which are so simple and pure, unadorned but lovely. Although this cloud is not as charming as the sunset glow, its simplicity is naturally more precious than the sunset glow.

No. 12 There is a deep dark cloud in the sky, and an arrow flies in the general direction. The way the dark cloud flies away is frightening: it seems to push all its weight down the mountain, cut it off, split it and take it away.

No. 13 the clouds in the sky burn from west to east, red as if the sky were on fire. The flaming clouds in this place vary greatly, from gold to purple and yellow, from gray to lily.

14 Baiyun is really worth appreciating. It is like a ball of cotton, like a wave, and like a mountain. It's like a wild animal standing here: there are thousands of states and miracles.

15 cloud, starting from the lake, clustered in front, and then pushed up the mountain. Fly directly to the cliff1200m high, go back and forth in front of people and drift. Walking in the clouds, like a veiled stage, can't see the real dancers.

16 white clouds are floating leisurely, and you can't find them without careful observation. A slight cool wind is blowing in your face, so please listen carefully to the sound of the wind. If not, it is refreshing.

17 A white cloud came into my eyes with light steps. Brother Feng became a conscientious magician. Suddenly a magnificent lion flashed in the sky, moving slowly, lifelike, lifelike and full of charm. This is a shepherd boy riding a cow and driving a lively buffalo slowly.

No.65438 +08 Cotton-like clouds fluttered in the sapphire sky. They play naughtily in the sky, sometimes dancing leisurely like a free white butterfly. Sometimes, they run forward like flocks of white rabbits; Sometimes it's like a group of wild horses pulling the reins, running under the blue sky.

19 I looked up at the sky, but my eyes couldn't move anymore. Suddenly, something more wonderful appeared in the blue sky, as soft as cotton candy, but more like some purest spirits, performing miracles on the blue canvas.

No.20 is above us, but other clouds are floating in the blue sky and projected on the fog layer below. Later, more and more shadows were cast, and the clouds above gradually gathered, covering the top of Le Conde and pressing on our heads along the mountain road. We climbed up again in the fog. It's raining hard.

The sea at the foot of 2 1 is too calm, too gentle and too supple. The white light shining in the depths of the sea of clouds has an indescribable temptation, which seems to summon people watching the sea to jump down and have a poetic swim.

Look at the white clouds on the 22nd, with their mouths open, hovering in the air like crocodiles. I don't know when it slowly became a long dragon, eyes, teeth and claws. I don't know which artist came and slowly carved this white dragon.

At noon on the 23rd, there are often many golden gray round and high clouds with soft white edges, like many islands, scattered in the endless river, surrounded by pure.

The sun is a little dark on the 24th. At this time, another fascinating color picture appeared: naughty monkey, steady giant panda, lively rooster ... just like a huge sculpture made of colored silk and soft cotton wool, it also inspired people's reverie.

No.25 there are faint white clouds floating in the sky occasionally, like a fairy painter running in the sky, holding a pen and gently wiping it on the edge of the green hill and the blue sky. It is also like a silver feather floating from other fairyland. If it flies, if it stops, if it comes, if it blows away.

At noon on the 26th, I had lunch, 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 cloud chased in the air and turned into a beautiful pattern. I always wonder in my heart: Is that cloud like a silk floss or a scarf? Often with pure fantasy, I fall into a carefree state.

The beautiful shape of No.28 cloud makes me pity and cherish, and encourages me not to be confused about life. After the thick clouds, it will be sunny, not to mention bravely going on, and everything in the world will be successful!

On the 29th, 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.

No.30 a wisp of white clouds, like a tulle, was slowly blown by the morning breeze, floated from the tip of a pine forest and stopped on the head of the flute girl, as if reluctant to leave; After a while, I don't know why, suddenly spread out, fluttered and melted into the deep blue sky.

No.365438 +0 Sunset is all over the sky, and 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 most beautiful is the dazzling golden red, which adorns the sky and the earth.

As soon as the gale stopped on the 32 nd, a dark cloud floated from the northwest sky. It flies at a dizzying speed. Like the whole northwest collapsed, the whole mountain will be razed to the ground.

No.33 Dark clouds seem like waves rushing to the ground like fluffy gray peaks, like an abyss formed by waves and strong winds, and like a newborn without light green and full-blown waves.

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.

No.35 we climbed the mountain road for a while, then sat in the sun, leaned against the stone, and looked at the shining white fog that filled all the valleys outside. The fog extends to the horizon, but there are peaks and ridges in the middle, just like black islands in the snow-white sea.

No.36 the clouds on the top of the mountain are even more strange. Clouds gather together, scrambling to surround each other, and covering the top of the mountain, hazy and connected with the sky, looking from a distance, like Penglai Yaotai, which is clearly the residence of immortals; Sometimes the clouds slowly disperse and gather, and the pretty shadows of the green hills appear and disappear like children, adding a bit of mystery.

When it was sunny on the 37th, Baiyun took a walk with his brothers and sisters. When the wind blows, it moves. Look! Now it is like a flower with round petals. Look! It has become a lovely pet dog again. Those ears are really similar! This is all because it is happy, and it will never stop being happy.

The sky on the 38th is also extremely bright blue. Only a few thin clouds spread out in the air like tulle, just like a girl, wearing a beautiful blue summer dress! But there is an extremely thin white scarf around her neck. I have never seen such a beautiful sky!

The changeable white cloud on the 39th is like a transfiguration robot, which turns into our favorite cotton candy and a fun toy. White clouds are like some lovely animals, like white rabbits and bleating sheep.

No.40 Baiyun is like an imaginative painter. Sometimes it takes shape and becomes a mighty dragon. After a while, he will become a lovely little white rabbit; In a short time, it became a pure white butterfly, as if it really wanted to fly, and even colorful real butterflies were ashamed.

No.4 1 the light blue sky seems to be illuminated by the footlights on the stage, and the sky in the western half is painted with a touch of shiny light pink. Several magnificent clouds are orange, crimson and vermilion respectively, and there are many delicate beams scattered beside them. In a blink of an eye, those magnificent clouds turned into several long smoke clouds.

Cloud 42 is floating gently above the sun. For a time, it was like soft cotton wool. If you fly, if you stop, if you invite it, if you push it away; For a while, like a galloping horse, it flew away in the distance, as if to go to the battlefield; For a time, it was like a network of fairy palaces, connected into a winding Great Wall. The golden sunshine outlines the network of Asgard.

On the 43 rd, I saw a large blue-and-white thick cloud rolling towards the mountain on the left. We got closer and closer. Suddenly, the Yellow Pavilion on the mountain disappeared, and the green around the Yellow Pavilion turned white.

No.44, look, that stone looks like a lantern, and that one looks like a white chrysanthemum. If you watch it for a long time, you will vaguely feel that a Kazakh shepherdess wearing a black vest full of silver coins is coming out of those clouds!

No.45 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, it is like the dome of a huge building, which is full of carefully carved sculptures, birds and animals, and everything.

No.46 It's sweltering like a big steamer, and dark clouds spread from old Niu Shan in the west. There were some sporadic and brief flashes of lightning on the horizon, but there was no thunder. I only heard a low and persistent hum in the distant sky, which brought a terrible news that a thunderstorm was coming.

No.47 Jesse couldn't help but pick up a cloud: he looks like a face, and his facial features are rough and shallow, which seems to be mocking people. But very determined. It has eyes, a blurred nose and the outline of its mouth. The expression on her face is vague, but she is teasing people.

No.48 there are still some residual clouds floating in the sky, which are beautiful and grotesque in shape and color ―― some are soft, like wisps of smoke, some are dark blue and some are cyan; Some are uneven, like broken ridges and steep cliffs, some are dark black and some are brown. Several dark blue skies emerged from these clouds in a friendly way.

No.49 the clouds in the sky are really beautiful, just like a beautiful girl. In the morning, Miss Yun, dressed in pink, smiled at people as if to say, "Get up, children, the sun is coming out." At noon, Miss Yun was dressed in white and covered the sky with a layer of silver satin, as if to say, "Go home, children!" " ! Or the sun will tan your little faces. "The clouds in the sky, with different shapes, are really good friends of people.

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

No.5 1 clouds in the sky, some motionless, as quiet as a virgin. Some of them are connected together, such as waves rolling, such as white jade Qiongtai, such as a pile of cotton sea, they are white and flawless; There is a touch here and a flower there, elegant and pure, noble and independent. These strange clouds, a random shape and a little fluctuation, how can they not make people think and tourists feel happy?

No.52 looking up at the blue sky is mostly against the 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.

Cloud 53 is a magical magician who becomes anything in the world; Clouds are flying chameleons, changing into various colors; Clouds are weather forecasts, telling us the weather tomorrow; Cloud is a fairy tale character, which brings us endless joy; Cloud is still a movie, a movie that will never end.

Cloud 54 is still so bright and colorful, but not as dazzling as it was just now. Instead, a young girl stood shyly in front of her, wearing colorful skirts and dancing. The wind is blowing slowly, and her dress is swaying gently, which is very beautiful.

A horse appeared in the sky with its head facing south and its tail facing west. The horse is kneeling, as if waiting for someone to ride on its back before standing up. After a second, nothing changed. In two or three seconds, the horse is big, its legs are stretched, its neck is long, and a ponytail is missing. The observer was looking for the horse's tail, and the horse became blurred.

No.56 wisps of clouds, rose, orange and pink, with extra edges, wrapped in extraordinary splendour, like a rainbow and as thin as smoke. Oh, those clouds! That magical gorgeous cloud, that poetic dream-like cloud, sometimes, you are so beautiful and charming.

No.57 The rambling giant elephant made of white silk and soft cotton wool, the generous white ape, the quiet camel, the peacefully sleeping lion, the fat sheep, and the silver chicken standing in the air or lying or sitting or walking or stopping all silently appreciate the quiet beauty of this empty fairyland in an instant.

The rolling dark clouds on the 58th, like thousands of runaway horses, galloped in Tianchi, jumping: some bowed their heads, some held their heads high and screamed, some glared and raised their forepaws, and some raised their manes and ponytails. The hoof moved and kicked up 10 thousand silver flowers; As soon as the tail was swept away, there was a heavy snow.

No.59 the sun has long been buried by the gradually accumulating gray-black clouds. The light has been dimming. It seems that someone painted the sky in black ink. No, there's more than one layer, and there's a thicker layer of black on this light ink color. There must be too much ink, as if water drops were falling from the sky.

Wonton No.60 lost the surrounding mountains and surrounded the whole summit. The golden roof of the temple is hidden in the milky clouds and waves; The noisy crowd in the distance is also shrouded in milky white clouds, and the rocks on the cliffs of pine forests are dissolved into this milky white cloud, and clouds are shrouded in all directions. What a milky world!

No.6 1 under the moonlight, the clouds that inhabit are like white lotus. The white clouds in the sky, piece by piece, are like sails floating in the sea. A few thin white clouds seem to have been melted by the sun and slowly gone with the wind. A few white clouds are like white sails, roaming freely in the blue and distant sky.

After a while on the 62nd, a little sheep appeared in the sky, and it was running away slowly. After thirty or forty seconds, the lamb became bigger, with long limbs, long neck and thick body. Later, 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 cloud at noon on the 63rd makes you mysterious. Many white clouds are like piles of marshmallows. In the afternoon, the clouds become more and thicker. They are neatly arranged and float in the blue sky in pairs. A cool breeze blew, the branches were blown stagger, leaves were everywhere, and dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, as if to swallow the white clouds. Xifeng came, and she blew away the dark clouds. At this time, the sky returned to its original state. White clouds in the sky form a quiet and beautiful oil painting.

No.64 blue sky is the curtain, white clouds are the main characters, and occasionally a few larks fly by, leaving a chirping echo, which also constitutes a colorful picture. Give a person a kind of indescribable wonderful feeling.

A wisp of white clouds on No.65, like a tulle, was slowly blown by the morning breeze, floated from the top of a pine forest and stopped on the head of the flute girl, as if reluctant to leave; After a while, it suddenly dispersed, fluttered and melted into the deep blue of the sky.

No.66 those from the west are slowly advancing clouds: lead-like colors, huge expanding bodies, and some places shine like flames; Those clouds rolled in turn, becoming more and more firm in the long journey, similar to flocks of big birds. Coming from the east is a flat rust-colored steam mass, monotonous and monotonous, just like carrion stained with colorful blood on the wound, which makes people dare not face it squarely.

The clouds in the valley 67 seem to come out of the valley. I don't know which painter accidentally knocked over the ink bottle, piece by piece, pile by pile, thick or light, spreading, sticking, inseparable, uneven, making people unable to see the true face of the valley.

There is a ray of bright red on the eastern horizon of No.68, and the white clouds are also inlaid with Phnom Penh. The blue morning mist hangs over the distant villages and trees, and the water in the pool is sparkling, giving off a cool and fresh breath.

The cloud on the mountainside of No.69, like a white gauze, a ribbon and a bright spring, naturally surrounds it. It is light and soft, lazy as a sleeping beauty, white and quiet as a light and pure fairy. When the wind came, she was a little lighter and soon became a little thicker. Clouds and mountains are one way or another, and clouds are surrounded by mountains.

On the evening of the 70 th, the red sun will set. The setting sun shines on the clouds. The golden light is radiant and beautiful. There are eggplant, purple pear, yellow grape ash and so on. Suddenly, a clever and lively little monkey jumped from east to west, as if performing acrobatics! Soon, another good horse appeared, and they walked together and soon disappeared.

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