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A work describing the scenery in the clouds in spring

The sky, a wonderful painting, clouds, a never-ending magician. Clouds in spring are colorful, and sometimes there are many different changes in a day. Let's read some essays about clouds in spring. Welcome to read!

Clouds describing the composition of spring 1 Clouds in spring are colorful, and sometimes there are many different changes in a day.

In the morning, the clouds are white and the sky is blue. Clouds are like white jade embedded in the blue sky, and the blue sky is like a quilt covered with clouds. Clouds have many shapes. Some are soft, like sweet and delicious cotton candy. Some are like a few baby elephants, dragging their long noses and strolling leisurely. Some are like angels, with long braids, a halo on their heads, a pair of snow-white wings on their backs, flower baskets in their hands and white skirts, and they are dragged to the ground. A few swallows are drilling around in the clouds, as if playing hide and seek; Some people are twittering, and seem to regard the clouds as their own stage, singing heartily on them.

At noon, suddenly there were several hooves in the distance, and the hooves were getting closer and closer. I saw a black knight riding a black war horse with a huge black cloth in his hand. When he threw away the black cloth, it quickly covered the whole sky, covering the marshmallows, elephants and little girls, and the sky immediately became dark. Then the black knight took out his sword and pointed to the sky. A light split the sky. The elephant and the little girl ran home in tears, and the crystal tears turned into bean-sized raindrops, which kept falling.

In the afternoon, the black knight put away his black cloth and sword and rode away. The sun came out and a rainbow bridge appeared in the sky. The swallow and her friends flew back and played on the rainbow bridge. The clouds turned into beautiful ribbons around them, forming a beautiful picture.

The weather in spring is changeable, and the clouds in spring are even more changeable.

Cloud composition 2 describes that the east wind is coming in spring, and the spring girl is wearing colorful flowered clothes. Miss Chun came with lovely swallows, fresh air and changing clouds. Can you believe it? You see:

The cloud in the sky is a magician, a moment ago it was a cow, and instantly it became a beautiful garden; Some have changed from round yurts to long streamers, some from mountains to waves, and some from chickens to galloping horses; Everyone else laughed and turned from an apple to a pomegranate! This kind of magic is not something that ordinary people can learn.

Oh, dear! The spring breeze disturbed the magic show, but I danced proudly with the willow branches. Forget it, this magic is invisible. How about watching the acrobatics of clouds?

When the curtain opened, Yun Yun smiled and walked onto the stage and said to other cloud audiences, "Hello, friends from all over the world, now our program begins!" Then, four little white clouds floated by. They made a beautiful gesture first. Then, the second cloud stands on the head of the first cloud, and the fourth cloud stands on the head of the third cloud. Oh! It worked! The audience under the stage couldn't hold back their excitement and went to the stage to take photos with the actors.

Unfortunately, the weather was bad and it began to rain continuously. At this time, the sky is bluer, and the clouds seem to have been washed again, much whiter than before. Although the cloud is white, the outline is not as obvious as before, and it seems to be true and unreal, and it can't tell each other apart. They have naturally regrouped, and blue and white are mixed together, which is much milder and lighter than before.

Looking at this fairyland-like sky, my heart floated as if I were there: I swam across the clouds like a small fish in the water, playing with birds and forgetting my troubles. I listen to the wind singing, the rain playing, the performance of the sun, the story told by the mother-in-law of the moon and the innocent dialogue of the stars.

I lost myself in it and forgot that it was dusk and the sun was setting. When it went down, it waved a heavy colored pen and dyed the clouds with red, yellow, orange and purple.

The sky, a wonderful painting, clouds, a never-ending magician.

Cloud composition describing spring 3 Spring has arrived, the sun father-in-law smiled, and the flowers stretched themselves and smiled at us. In the wilderness, we lie flat on the grass in spring, and we see vast fields. But, have you noticed? Baiyun is watching you, too.

White clouds are like cotton, and I can't help feeling deeply. White clouds are often the most abundant after heavy rain washes the earth. It is a strange substance that evaporates from the pure white water of nature.

Baiyun also has feelings.

When the weather is sunny, Baiyun walks with his brothers and sisters. When the wind blows, it moves. Look! Now it is like a flower with round petals. Look! It has become a lovely pet dog again. Those ears are really similar! This is all because it is happy, and it will never stop being happy.

But one day, the white clouds disappeared, the blue sky turned blue and the white clouds could not be found. Grandpa Sun didn't see the white clouds and didn't want to show up. Baiyun, Baiyun, come out!

After class, I sat in the window seat and looked up at the sky by the window. How come? The clouds turned gray. The students said it was going to rain. I saw it, and sure enough. In the blink of an eye, it began to rain cats and dogs. I tried to close the window, only to find that the white clouds turned into rain again. This is really great!

I don't know how long it will clear up, and soon the white clouds will return to the sky and the sun will come out. Receiving guests? Flowers and trees laugh at this. My mood has also changed from that kind of sadness to relaxation, as if white clouds shared or washed away the sadness in my heart.

Factory exhaust will pollute white clouds, so I hate factories, but I know it's impossible, so I told white clouds in the sky not to go near the exhaust factory, it's too dirty. When you are injured, how can you alleviate my sadness and comfort my loneliness?