Describe the changing cloud

Xu Yun

Many clouds hung low, covering the highest peak, as if covered with white sand.

Gu Gong's Jin Ma Jun Mei

cloud layer

When he boarded the plane, the sky above the airport was overcast, and the weather looked gloomy. Gray rain spots hit people's heads. Now, the sun is shining brightly on the metal fuselage of the plane. The clouds stay low under the engine room, as if countless limestone mountains have become a vast 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.

White Horse Night in Pavezenov (Bulgaria)

cloud

Like a huge oil painting, with different colors and rich levels, it reveals the profound connotation that nature cannot resort to words. That deep red, with pastoral lightness, writes the magnificence of youth; That milky white symbolizes the purity and beauty of love and friendship; That lead ash symbolizes a heavy tone of fate, announcing to people that only struggle can make progress; That smear and a touch of blue show the breadth and depth of life with shocking power.

Kan Bai Ming's Song of the Cloud

When the plane crossed more than 10,000 meters, a truly magnificent color cloud picture appeared. Who would have thought that a few hours ago, I looked up at the sky on the ground and saw such a painting; A few hours later, at your feet, I saw such a fairy posture. Rolling clouds are like icebergs floating on the sea; Another example is the palaces and pavilions carved from white marble, which form endless long streets and new towns. The golden sunshine outlines these silver mountains and terraces. It is very appropriate to describe it with the words "wrapped in white, especially enchanting". There are also loose elephants made of white silk and soft cotton wool, generous white apes, calm camels, peaceful sleeping lions, fat sheep, and silver chickens standing in the air or lying or sitting or walking or stopping, all enjoying the quiet beauty of this empty fairyland silently in an instant. I am also a bit like a fairy who has been driving Xiangyun for nine days.

Sun Sun's Rhyme Fu

Dianchi cloud

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. 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.

Five hundred Li Dianchi Lake in Luoting

morning glow

The clouds in the sky have been burning 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. Grape ash, pear yellow and eggplant purple are all in the sky. There are some colors that can't be said or seen. 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.

Hong Xiao's "Burning Cloud"

The sunset glow is all over the sky, and the 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. Villages, fields and roads are all painted with faint blush, and even the weeping willows on the river bank of the canal are inlaid with a layer of golden red bright edges. There was a man standing on the riverbank, calmly and calmly, who seemed to be watching Xia Guang's colorful reflection on the quiet river, and seemed to be attracted by the infinitely beautiful sunset, looking leisurely into the distance.

Li Ling's "Puccinia tenuiflora"

In the sky, fiery red clouds are burning and getting bigger and bigger. Red, ochre, purple, cyan and black are all kinds and irreconcilable to form a rushing river.

The End of Myth by Jiang Shiyuan

Waterfall cloud

Clouds surge and mountains float. Rolling clouds flow over mountains and down deep valleys, just like flowing waterfalls, magnificent. This is the famous waterfall cloud in Lushan Mountain.

Sometimes, it trickles on Xiaotianchi Mountain, forming a line and entering the valley. Sometimes, it passes through every pass of Xiaotianchi Mountain and rolls down like a jade curtain. Sometimes, it is like a rushing river, crossing the top of Damu Mountain, surging, flying down and pouring thousands of feet.

Lushan Waterfall Cloud in Su Mao

Lushan cloud

The clouds on Lushan Mountain are also changing color. On a moonlit night in Sanqiu, southwest of Guling, you can see purple fog in a place called Moonlight Pine Forest.

What is needed is a windless night, when the mist rises in the pine forest and hangs on the pine needles; Rub between the blue rocks, like a gauze on the arm of a jade girl, like a filament spit out by a silkworm. At this time, the moon rises from the mountain pass, like an orange lacquer plate. In the moonlight, it was a bit like apricot silver light shining into the pine forest. It was still foggy just now, and it really showed a faint purple-blue color. Twisted on pine trees, dwarf bamboos and paths ... it is bright or dark, winding like a lock of purple yarn. The east turned white, Xiao Yue disappeared, and the purple of fog disappeared.

Cloud and mist of Lushan Mountain in Bing'an Chen

Open the window early, and a few white clouds fly into the room quietly. You can catch clouds indoors for fun.

The clouds in Lushan Mountain are erratic. Where did they come from? Where did it land?

Standing on the hanging rock at the mouth of Poyang Lake, overlooking Poyang Lake. I just saw the vast lake, and in the blink of an eye, Lake Yun Qi disappeared. Clouds, starting from the lake, are clustered in front and 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. Nature, like artists, is good at expressing hazy dreams with clouds and gauze curtains.

Ai Xuan's "Yunshan Summer City"

Shanyun Huang

The scenery of Huangshan Mountain is beautiful, and the clouds of Huangshan Mountain are charming. Climbing Huangshan Mountain, there are vast clouds everywhere, giving people a feeling of "the sky is low and the clouds are dense". Clouds are around us, under our feet. Like translucent tulle, it flutters gently with the wind and goes hand in hand with tourists informally; Like a natural and unrestrained friend, I pass by people in a humble way; Like a wisp of smoke rising from a deep valley in Ran Ran, like a white horse walking in the jungle.

Huang Shanyun of Sun Naichang

Clouds are also the natural scenery of this mountain area. Living in the mountains, Baiyun often visits in the morning. It lingers outside the window, reaches for it, goes out for a walk, and walks around on the clouds. Sometimes they will spread out into a sea, making the whole mountain area endless, leaving only the highest peak, like an island in the sea. This is the famous sea of clouds in Huangshan. I like watching colorful clouds at night. They dress up as chivalrous women, ride dragons across the phoenix, have well-dressed cars and accompanying bands. When they March slowly in line, they look at the opposite mountain, sometimes just like boating on the sea. Many beautiful fairy tales in my mind are remembered by these drifting clouds.

Zi Han's Notes on Huangshan Mountain

Residual cloud

There are still some residual clouds floating in the sky, which are very beautiful and extremely strange 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.

(Su) Gorky's "Old Lady Izgil"

dark clouds

The sun has long been buried by 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.

Autumn of Ba Jin

Huang Yun

Many pale yellow clouds, like a sampan, floated quietly over NoVazar kask. In the blue sky beyond the pale yellow clouds, facing the glittering dome of the church, there is a gray cloud hanging motionless, like a messy curly sheepskin. The long tail of the dark clouds hangs down like waves, emitting pink light over the town of Krisk.

Sholokhov's The Silent Don

Red clouds

Now the sky is also covered with more and more dark red clouds. Yunlan climbed out of every cave, raised their strange big heads, elongated their slender bodies, and threw their gray manes 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. Those from the west are slowly advancing clouds: lead-like colors, huge swollen 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. There are also energetic clouds floating from the south, which are black and red in color, reminding people of pieces of peat. Although they are dark and lifeless, there seem to be evil insects hidden inside. Clouds are also floating high, as if falling from the extinguished pale sun ball. They either form a hazy and dim jack-o'-lantern, or they are mixed with colorful, like dying embers. All these clouds and mist swarmed in and piled up into mountains, flooding the whole sky with a turbid black torrent.

Farmers in Lemont (Poland)

dark clouds

Dark clouds, like smoke from a locomotive, rolled rapidly, swooped down from the peak of the highest North Mountain, and immediately turned into a group of behemoths, devouring all the stunned valleys, struggling forests, crying wildflowers and frightened birds along the way.

Haoran's landscape

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

Feng Lingzhi's Song of Arimas

Night, arrival.

In the night sky of the desert, the strong wind gathers dark clouds, like driving countless black wild horses, running furiously in Tianchi. The sky and the earth are tightly pulled together and deeply connected like rolling dark clouds. The temperature suddenly dropped, and the dark sand plain suddenly became so heartless ... Feng Lingzhi's Love on the Hump.

I didn't realize that dark clouds had fallen from the horizon. It rolled up a thick mass, erected a thick wall of dark gray, and swallowed up the vast sky quickly and obstinately without any gap. The edge of the dark cloud has rolled to a crescent moon hanging in mid-air, and there is not much time to swallow it all with the dense stars into the thick clouds. At night, the grassland was dark, as if it were buckled by a big iron pot. The storm broke out suddenly, holding the hay of previous years and spinning it, and rolling them into the sky.

Zimud, a herder in accel.

There is a deep dark cloud in the sky, and an arrow flies somewhere. 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.

(Sue) Ivan Shamikin's Snowy Winter

halo

Fierce rolling dark clouds landed very low on our left and right. The water vapor torn by the wind, like gray, outstretched fingers, keeps moving and running across the field. These drooping clouds form an abutment on the big arch above the road in front of us. Hundreds of feet of air are filled with storm water vapor. The sky seems to be rising. Let us pass. It's like magic We walked mile after mile under the arch of the storm.

(America) Wen Wei Till's Summer Travel.

heavy clouds

We have almost reached the edge of the low-pressure thick cloud, but it has begun to rain. Then we crawled in the clouds, only feeling wet and dark. However, gradually, the light is stronger and the fog is thinner. Then, suddenly, we walked into the sun again, like a slowly rising plane, and we have risen higher than the rain clouds. It's still raining below us.

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.

Above us, 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.

Irving W. Tell's Spring in the North.

pink clouds

Clouds are common, but they are relaxed and fragmented. Flowing clouds are always flying in the air, like smiling and slightly drunk. It's rare to have a blue lead face to demonstrate.

Wang Tongzhao's Qingdao Sketch

floating clouds

Looking up, it seems that gray clouds in the sky interrupt the sky, like a tent, using the whole wasteland as its mat.

(British) Hardy's The Return of the Native

Thin cloud

The sky is also extremely bright blue, only a few gauze-like light clouds spread out in the air, 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!

Zheng Zhenduo's Haiyan

Sutian

At dawn, the sky is boundless and the ground is boundless. Suddenly, I saw white clouds rising from the valley, accumulating more and more thickly, like a piece of Wang Yang, like floc on the ground, and like a pile of snow in the valley. This silver sea of clouds and light seem far away and close at hand. It is light and overflowing, row upon row, changeable and interesting. At the peak of Yushan Mountain, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the white clouds are scattered or clustered, which is ever-changing. Sometimes they gather in groups and float out of the cave, just like a waterfall, which is called "Cloud Waterfall".

Canoe "Taiwan's Eight Scenes and Twelve Wins"

Occasionally, a faint white cloud floated from the horizon, like a fairy-like painter running in the heaven, holding a pen in his hand and gently wiping it on the blue sky next to the castle peak. 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 this time, your nose flutters, only feeling clean and refreshed. Looking around, you just feel refreshed.

Sun Sun's Rhyme Fu

The sky is clear, only a few white clouds are moving slowly. It is like a few loose cotton wool, which makes the original transparent blue space more transparent and shiny.

Gu Gong's "The Sky is Clear and Clear"

I saw the white clouds in the valley, sometimes rolled into cotton-wool clouds, and sometimes turned into long silk, floating around this mountain peak and slowly drifting away from another mountain peak.

Zhou Shishan's "Gourmet Pearl —— Newly Discovered Qingyan Mountain Tourist Resort"

A wisp of white clouds, like gauze, was slowly blown by the morning breeze, floated from the tip of a pine forest and stopped on the girl who played the flute, as if reluctant to leave; After a while, I don't know why, suddenly spread out, fluttered and melted into the deep blue sky.

Yao's Li Zicheng

Baiyun is really worth appreciating. They are like piles of cotton, like rolls of waves, and like mountains. Animals stand here in countless ways.

Xu Weinan's On Yinshan Road

Sometimes thin white clouds drift slowly into the distant sky. Due to the background of the boundless sky, it is easy to imagine the white shadows of several sailboats in the boundless ocean. Sometimes those soft velvet clouds are inlaid with golden edges, and I know it is the reflection of sunset. Sometimes those clouds are goose down yellow, and I think about how delicious the morning sunshine is and the vitality of trees and grass that have been drenched by autumn dew all night.

Luo's loneliness

In the clear sky, there are tall and sparse clouds floating slightly, as milky as the last snow in spring, as flat and slender as the unloaded sails. Their fluffy and soft lace, like cotton, changes slowly and significantly all the time.

(Russian) Turgenev's Notes on Hunters

Thin cloud

The upper part of a cloud covers the sun, and the tassel-like light leaking from the edge of the cloud moves rapidly, indicating the position of the sun. Other thinner and smaller clouds are blowing from the southwest and scattered everywhere. Most of them are not fixed in shape, and the wind blows them into loose meshes.

(French) The Peeping Tom by Allen Rob-Gray.

Outside the dirty glass window, there is a big fluffy cloud in the sky, like a wadding. The sky is dead silent, light blue, and the clouds are very white. The clear sky is so quiet. Jesse couldn't help but pick up a cloud: it looks like a face with rough and shallow facial features, which seems to mock 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.

Joe Ka Oates' Wonderland (USA)

At noon, there are often many round and high clouds with soft white edges. Like many islands, these clouds are scattered in endless rivers, surrounded by pure blue and extremely clear tributaries, and they stay where they are, almost motionless; In the distance, near the sky, these clouds are close to each other. The blue sky among them is invisible, but they are as blue as the sky because they are saturated with light and heat.

(Russian) Turgenev's Notes on Hunters

Emei Haiyun

Countless white clouds gathered in the distance, covering the mountains at the foot with great momentum. Clouds gently collide, squeeze, push, slowly, gently stir, fluctuate and come here silently. ...

In a short time, the world I saw was completely submerged by that wonderful ocean. I seem to be sitting on an island surrounded by the sea. I can't see clearly where there is road and land. Only the peaks that pierce the sea of clouds in the distance, like some magnificent sea fairy mountains and some sails frozen in the waves, I silently look at them from a distance. ...

The sea of clouds is really like the sea, with its vastness, momentum, splashing snow waves, deep valleys, but not the blue of the sea, the earth-shattering roar of the sea, and the fast rhythm of the sea ... After staring at it for a long time, I have a strange idea: I feel that the sea of clouds under my feet is like a silent movie, which is being shown at a slower speed than usual. Its prototype should be a stormy and roaring sea. ...

At the foot of the sea, too calm, too gentle, too supple, glittering and translucent white light flashing from the depths of the sea of clouds, there is an unspeakable temptation, which seems to summon people watching the sea to jump down and have a poetic swim. ...

Zhao's freehand brushwork of Emei

sea of clouds

This silver sea of clouds seems far away and close at hand. It is light and slow, and the arrangement is related, varied and interesting.

Canoe "Taiwan's Eight Scenes and Twelve Wins"

In fact, the wonder of turquoise is not uncommon in other famous mountains. The most magnificent is the sea of clouds in Huangshan Mountain. My mountaineering season is in early September and autumn. It's clear and rainy in Chu, blue sky and deep valleys, misty and endless, just like the undulating sea. Mountain peaks far and near, like islands, are hidden in the foggy sea of clouds. White clouds come and go, ups and downs, competition like a blustery, mountain breeze, pines roar, a bit like the tide lapping on the shore. I admire the person who created the name "Sea of Clouds". His imagination is really rich. It is hard for us to think of any word that can describe the cloud scene of Huangshan more vividly than the name "sea of clouds".

Huangde Huangshan Autumn Tour

Lushan Mountain Summer Resort really deserves its reputation. On this day, the weather is unfathomable. Looking from the window, I can see the towering old trees and green trees nearby. In the distance, the mountains are rolling and white clouds are around. Sometimes the Woods suddenly disappear and become a sea of clouds; Sometimes a white cloud suddenly dissipates and becomes many terraces. As I stared, a white cloud floated from Ran Ran. Came into our room. If you are a gentleman, you must open the window and welcome him to live in * * *: But I am still a layman, so I quickly close the window to thank the guests.

Feng Zikai's True Face of Lushan Mountain

cloud cluster

The small clouds at the top of the western heaven are baked red by the morning glow when people can't see the rising sun, just like colorful gems dotted on white jade.

Feng Deying's "Kucaihua"

In the clear sky, there are tall and sparse clouds floating slightly, as milky as the last snow in spring, as flat and slender as the unloaded sails. Their fluffy and soft lace, like cotton, changes slowly and significantly all the time; These clouds are melting, and they don't cast a shadow.

(Russian) Turgenev's Notes on Hunters