Magical cloud

I love to watch the clouds, love to see the strange, unpredictable clouds. As long as you are willing to watch, you find that the cloud is like a mischievous child, and it will change for a while, then for a while.

The clouds are free to float in the sky, either thick or light, or gather or disperse, and change the shape from time to time, as if to show you all its incarnations, sometimes like a little rabbit, running forward, It seems that someone is chasing it, and soon it is integrated into the cloud; sometimes, like a butterfly flying from a distance, it expands little by little, blurs, and turns into a big cloud; sometimes Like a crooked dragon, quietly lying in the blue sky, the piece of white clouds is like its scales.

Clouds are not only varied and varied, but they also tell us the secrets of the weather. The white clouds are high, the sun may be sunny tomorrow, and the white clouds are floating low. It may be cloudy, maybe it will rain!

The cloud not only enriches our lives, but also makes me understand the truth: as long as you are a good person, you will find that our lives are full of fun.