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Looking at the sky, a dark cloud rolled and pressed to the gloomy, cool, giving people a depressing sense of weight.

By Angela R BillipsPublished 2 years ago 5 min read
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cloud fun
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  Looking at the sky, a dark cloud rolled and pressed to the gloomy, cool, giving people a depressing sense of weight.

  It's going to rain. Intuition tells me. But I found a different kind of pleasure in it. A long-lost feeling ......

  Look, the cloud, shaped by nature's sculptor, the wind, becomes imposing. Like a huge warship, it comes slowly towards you, and the grand power that seems to be able to destroy everything, makes you look at it with fear. But it seems to be just a merchant ship carrying friendship, sailing from the other side of the ocean, touching the hearts of the people of both places, bringing precious gifts and advanced technology, the swaying mast eventually faded into the sky.

  Suddenly, an "alien spacecraft" entered my field of vision, with a pie-shaped shape, a turbo-rotating acceleration device, and an overall form that seemed to reveal a bit of golden light, giving people a sense of fantasy indistinctness. Its half seems to be hidden in the clouds, secretly looking down on everything, coiled there with an insightful gaze. I don't know if it was a peaceful visit by aliens or an unintentional aggressive expansion.

  Immediately afterward, the clouds converged from all sides under the fusion of the wind. The scene was as if a righteous fighter was gathering the aura of heaven and earth, fusing and building up momentum, as if it might come out at any moment. Between heaven and earth is staged a "Jedi and the God of Justice" Hollywood blockbuster.

  Alas, living in the oppression of learning all day long, it has been a long time since I looked up at the sky so carefully, at this moment, in my eyes, the combination of wind and clouds, is not more distant than the relationship between fish and the sea, on the contrary, two things with the same transformation of fantasy at the same time, to give people a beautiful feeling in the big stage of the sky. This, too, is the fantastical beauty of nature, right?

The Journey of Autumn

  Autumn, without the liveliness of spring, the enthusiasm of summer, and the indifference of winter, has only the spirit of devotion and a selfless heart, but just this makes people feel that autumn is a refreshing and very comfortable season.

  In the morning, autumn embarked on the journey early, he saw the flowers, plants, and trees shrugging their heads, and sad faces, so he helped them change their appearance - to the grass put on a simple and beautiful yellow cotton jacket; to the maple tree's hair dyed passionate red; and add color to the rice, so that it turned golden yellow; and also apples, oranges, pears, and other fruits added Even the pomegranate opened its mouth with a smile, and all the "crystal babies" inside popped out. But the thing that makes autumn fretful is appeared --- flowers are all withered, except for the yellow grass, and almost no decorative earth plants, looks very monotonous. So, Autumn used gold and yellow to create sunflowers and chrysanthemums, adding a different color to the earth.

  Afterward, Autumn went for a walk in the fields with great joy, and suddenly saw the heat of the farmers during the harvest, so she suddenly turned into an autumn wind and took away the heat and sweat together. The monkeys did not want to work for anything and asked the farmer to send some ripe fruit to the monkeys as payment. The farmer consulted with the monkeys for a while and decided to give them a small portion of peaches and bananas in return. As a result, the monkeys were so used to eating peaches and bananas that they rarely ate other fruits in the future. When Autumn held a harvest meeting in the orchard, she suddenly remembered that there would be a small portion of grain left after the farmers had finished harvesting in the fields, so she asked the chickens to search for the remaining grain and promised them that, in return, the grain searched for would go to the chickens.

  As time passed and the sun slanted in the west, Autumn sat on the lawn looking at the westward sun and thought, "Why is the sun so monotonous when it sets in the west?" So, Autumn took out the almighty paintbrush again, with a wave of the hand, and the sunset appeared next to a thin layer of beautiful, colorful haze. That seems to be autumn with the glow of the sunset dyed red clouds next to the sunset, and add a few strokes to create the current haze. The haze seems to be an ancient woman's gown; it is the colorful pebbles in the crystal clear river that reflect the sunlight; it is an orange-red silk scarf that gives the sun as a veil. The clouds next to the haze also became layers of cloud ladders, like the undulating waves of the sea, but will not disappear in a flash. The clouds set off the haze, the haze decorated the sunset, the scenery is really like a beautiful painting, of course, only in autumn, there is such a beautiful "sunset, clouds and haze as a liner" ah!

  Autumn looked at the sunset and smiled with relief. Autumn is a harvest season, is harvest season, and is also a refreshing, very comfortable season.

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