Look at the cloud prose essay, look at the cloud prose essay

I remember when I was in high school physical education class, I sometimes saw a strange sight, after a plane flew from a low altitude, it would leave behind a long string of white clouds, which seemed to be frozen and hung in the sky, never dispersed for a long time. My eyes are often drawn to it. So, staring at the white clouds floating in the sky and looking down at the green and pleasant grass on the ground, my nervous nerves suddenly relaxed a lot, and I suddenly felt relaxed and happy.

Unconsciously, a kind of reverie arose in my heart: when will I end this student life with heavy learning tasks, and be able to sit on the grass and watch the clouds without worry, leisurely, it should be a wonderful state in life.

Many years have passed, and my student life has long since ended, but this little wish of mine has never been realized. It's not that there is no time, it's just that hectic and hectic have long forgotten about it. Now that I think about it, I was actually in a carefree and leisurely state at that time.

in life. I didn't realize it back then, but I realized it many years later, and it was already a wonderful state of mind in life!

There is no substitute for every moment in life, so the most important thing is to seize the present. I don't want to wait until the twilight of my life to fulfill this wish left over from my student days, so I often use my free time to watch the clouds. The more I watched, the more wonderful scenery I gradually saw.

Sometimes the white clouds are like weaving, the sky is high and the birds are free; Sometimes the clouds are dark and the sky is low, the autumn clouds are deserted, and the cold rain is misty; After the wind and rain, the clouds sink and the rain disperses, the mountains are smeared with slight clouds, and the sky is even withered grass; When night falls, the clouds break through the moon and the flowers make shadows, and the delicate clouds and fog envelop the stars.

However, the most beautiful is when the sun sets and the sky is full of colorful clouds. I saw that the clouds seemed to be painted with rouge and makeup, some blue, some orange, some pink, and some light purple. Some are as white as practice, and some are delicate and glamorous; Some of them look like a crescent moon, and some seem to have phoenixes spreading their wings.

Colorful, different shapes, gorgeous, dazzling, the whole sky is like a beautiful and charming picture.

And sometimes the sky is clear and clear, and there is not a trace of the bridge clouds, so I ask the clouds

Where does the cloud go? Lonely and untraveling. If anyone knows where the clouds are going, call them back and live together.

Yunbut: I am a cloud, the sky is my home, the rising sun, the twilight sends the sunset; I am a cloud, free and chic, flying with my soul, coming and going without worry.

Floating in the vast sea of people, busy and busy, to be as comfortable and chic as a cloud, come and go without worry, can only be a good wish. However, if you often stop and look up at the sky to see the clouds that are passing by, you will feel open-minded, your worries will be abandoned, and a kind of longing and desire for life will gradually begin to ......ripple in your heart