Many clouds hung down and covered the highest peak as if covered with a layer of 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.

& ltbr & gt 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 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. There are also energetic clouds floating from the south. Their colors are black and red, which reminds 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 wild horses, galloped and jumped in Tianchi: some bowed their heads, some held their heads high and screamed, and some were angry.