As some people exaggerate, the sky in the deep mountain valley is smaller than that in the plain; The towering peaks form a cylinder, and only the blue crystal cover on the head can be seen when you look up. ...

Haoran's landscape

Evening sky

The sun has fallen below the horizon, and the blush has faded to reddish. The sky overhead has gradually changed from green to duck-egg-like lake green, and a quiet twilight secretly surrounds her.

Margaret mihir's Gone with the Wind

The sky at dawn

The sun has not yet risen, but the air is already filled with the cold of dawn, and the grass has covered up the gray dew; Larks sing in the half-bright and half-dark sky in the morning, but in the distant sky, there is a huge morning star staring like a lonely eye.

(Russian) The Eve of Turgenev

It's not sunrise yet, it's just a little dawn; There was a wonderful moment. In the deep white sky, there are still a few stars scattered. The ground was dark, the sky was white, the weeds trembled slightly, and everything was shrouded in mysterious light. A lark seems to meet the stars and sing in the high sky. The vast sky seems to hold its breath and listen to the ode that this little life sings for the vast universe. In the east, the glass mountain canyon reflects the bronze horizon, showing its shadow; The dazzling white star hangs on the top of this mountain, as if it were a soul flying out of this dark mountain.

The tragic world of Hugo (France)

A dim sky

As for the sky, it is aluminum gray and confused. The plane flew higher and higher, and gradually everything under it was completely out of sight. It was all dark around, and the smog wrapped the plane. "Falling in clouds and fog" is the most appropriate way to describe that taste.

Qin Mu's Snow and Haze in Europe

I looked up. There is a gray fog curtain hanging in the sky, and some cold fragments fall on my face. A falcon in the distance seems to be angry with the heavy sky. Its flat wings are inserted obliquely from the sky, almost touching the mound on the other side of the river ditch, but it flutters its wings and makes a fierce noise. That's huge. This surprised me. I saw the gray feathers between its ribs.

Then I heard its powerful voice, like a huge heart crying, or looking for a partner in the dark.

However, the rain did not come.

He Qifang's Before the Rain

cold air

The sky has been fine. The nearby mountains, houses and gardens are all immersed in the calm and clear cold without wind, immersed in dazzling lights and light blue shadows, and everything is so white, hard and clean. The cloudless light blue sky in Wan Li hangs over the earth like a dome, and thousands of twinkling lights and shining crystals are dancing and frolicking in the sky.

(German) thomas mann's Tristan

sky

The sky is high and clean. Due to the reflection of the earth, the blue sky seems to show lovely green, and pieces of white clouds are floating gently, like white sails floating in the sea.

Wu's "Wei He Yu Nv"

There is a blue sky above. How beautiful the blue sky is, I want to cross my heart and can't think of anything to compare with it. Soft blue silk scarf, not so bright. Smooth sapphire is not as dazzling as it is. Its blue is neither dark nor light, but shiny and watery, hanging in the sky like a bright glass.

Zhou Quanping's "Dream"

Blue sky. The sky is clear as autumn water. April, which is full of spring flowers, is like a transparent green lake, bending up and down at the zenith.

Hamo road

In the pink sky, there are many stone-green clouds floating in twists and turns, and stars are shining behind them. There is a radiant sun in the blood-red clouds on the horizon, such as the flowing world wrapped in ancient lava; On the other side, it is a cold white moon like pig iron.

Lu Xun's mending the sky

The color of the horizon is hazy lavender, which has not changed all day, and it is the same all around. There is no dark place and no thunderstorm brewing. Only some places are hung with pale blue ribbons: it is not easy to see the rain in Mao Mao.

Turonev's White Grassland (Russia)

Desert starry sky

Some people say that everything in the desert belongs to geology during the day and astronomy at night, but I observe the sky in the desert in winter, in the starry season. Most people are most familiar with the constellation in winter, because at that time, when they look at the stars, the leaves have fallen, the sky is brighter and the night comes earlier, so they can see more clearly. The Big Dipper here is below the horizon, and Orion is higher than what I saw in my hometown. Lying there, I looked up at Taurus and seven stars, and Sirius (in Canis Canis), the brightest blue in the night sky. Several times, I saw a comet crossing the starry sky, which reminded me of one night in August. Nelly and I were standing on a desolate and dusty road in Kansas, and suddenly I saw a large group of meteorites flying over Perseus.

(America) Owen W. Tyre's Winter Roaming

altitude

The night sky overhead is strange and high. I have never seen such a strange and high sky in my life. It seems that he is going to leave this world, so that people will never see it on their backs again. But now it's blue, shining with dozens of stars' eyes and cold. He laughed off his quarrel as if he thought it was meaningful and sprinkled countless frost on the wild flowers and plants in my garden.

Lu Xun's Autumn Night

Sea and air transport

The sky by the sea is the loveliest, especially in spring and autumn. There are so many sunny days. The high sky and bright blue cover the coastal city like a colorful sapphire. Clouds are common, but they are relaxed, fragmented and fluid. Clouds are always flying in the air, like smiling and slightly drunk. It's rare to have a blue lead face to demonstrate. The color will change at night. If you have a little leisure time, watching clouds at the seaside can add a lot of ideas and elusive fantasies to a person. Light brown red clouds reflecting the sun rising from the sea surface are lightly dotted in space. There are clouds at noon, and when it is sunny, it will wander like clouds of white catkins. From afternoon to dusk, if you are a landscape painter, you can always capture fresh and wonderful impressions. From the rendering of sunset clouds, from the mountains across the sea, your brush can have endless changes.

Wang Tongzhao's Qingdao Sketch

The sky is blue, like a piece of glass that has just been washed by spring water. It is transparent and intoxicating. The sea is blue, like cotton satin swaying in the breeze. It is crystal clear and lively. Sunlight is like a hot fog made of silver, and shining waves jump under your feet. Even the sails in the distance and the rocks nearby were splashed with a faint mist.

The embrace of horses in the sea

The sea is dark blue, swaying gently in the moonlight.

Above our heads, it looks like a sea. Dark blue, far away and vast. The moon is like a curved silvery white boat, sailing slowly on the sea. A few feathery clouds floated up and hung beautiful white sails on them. Suddenly accelerated a lot. Ah, after a while, the white sail drifted away again. It still drives very slowly as before.

Cheng Wei's shell, white shell

It's sunny and copper blue. In that universal blue, the sea and air simply blend together, but the sad sky is clear and smooth, like a woman's face, while the rough, manly ocean keeps ups and downs, powerful and slow, like Samson's chest sleeping.

Mobidick of Melville

Low energy level

The sky is dark blue and full of stars. This net covers our heads tightly. The stars are shaking on the internet, as if they were about to fall. I tried to reach out and pick some stars several times because they were too close to me.

Ba Jin's Ocean Dream

Morning sky

Suddenly, everything was clear. Then, the morning glow in the east turned crimson, and the sky above appeared blue. The rosy clouds are broken and the golden light is shot out one by one. The horizontal is rosy clouds and the vertical is light. In the southeast corner of the sky, a dazzling pearl net has been woven: green fields, trees and weeds have changed from dark green to glowing emerald. The trunk of the old pine tree was stained with golden red, the wings of the birds were shining with golden light, and everything was smiling.

Lao She's Camel Xiangzi

It's a sunny morning-so sunny that you can hardly believe that summer in England has just passed. Fences, fields, trees, Shan Ye and Yuan Ye show their ever-changing dark green tones; There is hardly a fallen leaf, and there is hardly a trace of light yellow dotted between the colors of summer, telling you that autumn has arrived. The sky is clear and cloudless; The sunshine is bright and warm; The air is filled with the songs of birds and the voices of thousands of insects. The garden next to the hut is crowded with all kinds of beautiful flowers, shining in the thick dew, like a flower bed covered with brilliant jewels. Everything has the characteristics of summer, and its beautiful colors have not faded at all.

Dickens' The Story of Pickwick

starry sky

The sky suddenly looks bigger, just like the sea at the end of the world, just like the sky covering the sun, so calm, without any wrinkles, it is the same deep blue, with many stars hanging on it, like countless pairs of eyes. Suddenly, a ray of light moved to the west. It was a star that fell to the west and soon disappeared from the horizon.

Ba Jin's Fog, Rain and Electricity

There is no moon at night, and the stars are particularly dense. After eleven o'clock, everyone went to bed. It is really quiet around. I'm afraid an embroidery needle can be heard when it falls to the ground. The sky of the black hole is dotted with piles of unknown names, hand in hand in a big circle, which looks like pearls and gems embedded in the collar. I really can't sleep at the moment. I got dressed and got out of bed. I went to the window and looked at the sky blankly. The chaotic starlight and the silent night scene, if coupled with a crescent moon that bends like an eyebrow, are not as good as the scenery we went to Central Park last winter?

Ms. Gan's isolation

wide sky

Around three o'clock in the afternoon, like a dying fish, he opened his mouth. A crack suddenly appeared in the gray curtain of the sky! A crack in a letter! Like a bright blade across the curtain. However, when I crossed it, the curtain closed again, as if I hadn't crossed it, and there was no wind at all. After a while, the sky flashed and the gray curtains opened again. But what's the use? It's like a giant holding a bright broadsword outside trying to break the gray curtain. It's like the giant is growling, getting more and more angry, glancing across the sky at the light of the broadsword, rumbling, and there is an angry roar of the giant outside the curtain! There is no flash and roar, it is still a dense gray curtain! The air is twice as stuffy as before, the curtains are twice as thick and the sky is twice as dark!