marcus jackson
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the sapphire blue sky
In the sapphire blue sky, floating like snow clouds. They float carefree in the sky, thick or light, and change shape from time to time. White clouds sometimes like a small white rabbit, running forward, as if someone is chasing it; Sometimes like a little girl, in a beautiful dance, as if in a performance; Sometimes like a budding flower, swaying to the breeze, like a shy little girl. At different times of the day, the cloud scene is also varied. Early in the morning, the sun rose, but the clouds covered it like a thick quilt, so it had to put a shiny gold edge on the clouds, as if to tell us that it was there. Sometimes the clouds are not thick, the sun shines down directly through the gaps between the clouds, like a thousand shining golden swords, and the clouds become rosy because of the light of the sun, gorgeous. In the evening, the sun set, but its glow reddened half the sky, and the fiery glow seemed to melt the whole world. At this time, the old people see, will smile and say: "Tomorrow will be another sunny day." When the children saw this, they would cry out with joy: "The fire clouds!" On a clear night, the little stars appeared with naughty eyes, and only a few clouds in the sky were moving slowly, it was like a ribbon to cover the little stars, looking as if they were playing hide-and-seek with people. Aaargh! How beautiful it is! I wish I could become a cloud, roaming freely in the boundless sky.
By marcus jackson11 months ago in Cleats