I am a cloud.
That's right. You can always see us by lifting your head. We are everywhere. What you call heaven is my grandmother.
My grandmother told me that the life of a cloud, from small water vapor to a white and flawless soft cloud, and then to a dark cloud, turned into raindrops, and it didn't take long. If you want to exist for a long time, when some clouds turn into raindrops, you should stay away and try not to let small water vapor touch you. Anyway, my grandmother's arms are very big.
for my "paper cloud" sisters, my size is not small. I'm different from them. They talk about water and change color. They float around in their grandmother's arms all day to show off their figure. It's boring! So, I want to go down early and see what the world is like.
Finally, one day, I found that my grandmother put on a gray cloak for me, which was a gift for every cloud who was about to explore the world. I was so happy that I rushed into the "gray cloud pile" at low altitude.
Grandma looked at me, and her bright eyes were full of sadness. I smiled and waved to her and jumped-
I saw a drought-stricken area. People were staring at us with thirsty lips and shriveled faces. I thought, this is it!
I drifted that way. When we arrived, people were ecstatic, cheering and jumping for joy, holding up the basin in their hands and looking forward to it. I closed my eyes, no longer hesitated, and a dive plunged.
Some of the water droplets jumped into the basin and were held high as holy water. Some leaped from plant to plant, nourishing Vivi.
and I fell into the dirt. Sister Clay gently held me in her arms and said in an indescribable warm voice, as my grandmother often did.
"Go to sleep, go to sleep, son …"
I'm so tired that I can't give her a soothing smile back.
who am I going to?
the rain has stopped.
Everything in the world seems to be still, only the crystal water drops on the leaves are falling.
"Tick-tock, tick-tock ..."
It's like grandma's tears. I am a cloud _55 words 2
I am a cloud, a thick white cloud. There is enough rain in my body, which can moisten people's land and make it refreshing.
my wish is to be able to flutter freely. So I asked grandpa fairy to give me strength.
I have gained strength.
I manipulated my body freely and came to the top of a factory. The exhaust pipe of the factory was not opened. I boldly put my eyes into the pump and observed the structure inside. Why can I rule out the dark, pungent and disgusting smell? Why is there nothing in it? Why is the tube not white but black? A series of questions popped out of my mind like cannon balls. Just as I was seriously thinking about this series of problems, a dark, smelly and disgusting smell came at me. I was smoked and almost fainted. I am blackened! I was so sad that I shed a few tears and took off my dirty and smelly coat. I, again, became a white cloud. I am tired of sucking the water in the sea to restore my strength.
I drifted casually, and saw a signboard with the words "Beijing XXX" written on it. People in the street were walking in a hurry. A child was scolded by his parents for knocking over a bottle of water. I overheard the parents say earnestly: How precious water is! I have to cry.
I float, float, float, and come to a place with beautiful mountains and waters. This place seems to be called Guilin. The mountains here are so majestic and majestic, and some of them stand out. Some are relatively dependent, just like bosom friends; Some three or five peaks echo, just like the rise of the earth; Some of the water here is so clear and clear that you can see the washed pebbles in various ways. It is so clear that it is cold and refreshing. I am fascinated by it. I saw two careless women arguing about who will water the two fields. I felt very funny and shed tears. This time, I left tears of joy, because they quarreled and shed tears of joy.
The sun is west, and the sound of the red dove calls me back from the joy. The western hills kiss the red sun. It's time for me to go home. My fantasy has brought me to the edge of fantasy. I'm so happy because I made a cloud. I am a cloud _55 words 3
Under the sunlight, I puffed up from the water, and before I could have a look at my partner, I was pushed into the air by the wind. As I flew higher and higher, I suddenly felt a little cold, so I shrank and turned into a cotton-like cloud.
ah! I became a white cloud! I am filled with joy. Although I am small in the sky, it is much better than being in a pool. I must do something big!
I came to a pond and wanted to look in the mirror. Suddenly I found a man running like crazy in the forest. It seems that he was lost. I wonder about this man's desire for survival, but who can he ask for in this uninhabited forest? I looked down at him and decided to give him a hand. I squeezed my body hard and turned me into a compass cloud. The man below just looked up at the sky, right! He saw me and ran like crazy, running in the direction I pointed, and finally, he ran to a small village. Oh! I did something big.
Life is short, and so is the life of clouds. I became smaller and smaller, and I couldn't change my shape any more. I came to a dry place and it began to rain. Although there is no praise, I have the praise of flowers, trees and various animals: "Rain is coming! Rain is coming! " I looked down at the earth again, and then exhausted all my energy to make myself liquid, and then-I moistened the land and gave hope to all things. I'm not dead, because my spirit is not dead, so what is this spirit? I believe that everyone who has read this article knows.
Our Lei Feng once said, "Let a limited life be devoted to serving the people infinitely." Yes! I think this sentence is quite right. Only by constantly helping others can I keep my spirit alive. We have never forgotten what Xing Linzi said: "Let a limited life give full play to its infinite brilliance." Yes! What is life like? He lies in the word dedication. Let's start now and start today: give others and be happy! I am a cloud _55 words 4
Every time I see the clouds rolling in the blue sky, I will have a wish-to be a cloud. Want to be free in the sky, but also let the water-deficient places have water again.
one afternoon, I looked at the clouds and felt light. I looked at them and said, "Wow! I turned into a cloud! "With the exclamation, I flew into the sky and started my fantastic trip.
In the blue sky, I looked down at the earth, and I saw the scenery I had never seen before. People thought of a group of small ants, and the endless sea had shrunk.
I was still so naughty when I turned into a cloud. After a while, I quietly "hid" the sun and let its light pass through my body. After a while, I joked with people that it was going to rain, and when I ran, it turned into a sunny day; After a while, I ran to the river and looked at myself, and I giggled ...
When I came to Yunnan, a dry and colorful place with the wind, I saw that people here regarded water as a treasure, and I regretted it. It was the playful nature that made me forget my original great mission. It was the playful nature that made me lose my original beautiful light ring ... I thought of this, and I regained my original state, and strengthened my belief. Hu Peng introduced others and called my partner, which gave it a "downpour". "It's raining! It is raining! "People cheered and shouted happily. I saw many people running in the heavy rain. Some opened the cellar to collect scarce water, while others enjoyed the rain in the rain, and the trees were" alive "again! Seeing this wonderful scene made me feel gratified and resumed my mission of benefiting mankind.
On another occasion, when I saw people working in the scorching sun and their clothes were soaked with sweat, I covered the sun, and the farmers who worked in the fields cheered. The cool breeze accompanied them. Although they worked hard in the farmland, they stopped sweating and felt a little cooler.
I slowly woke up from my sleep and came back to reality. Although it was a dream of Nanke, my dream will never change. I insist on being a cloud that can benefit mankind. I am a piece of cloud _55 words 5
I am a member of the Baiyun family. From spring, watching young leaves sprout new buds and watching green return to the earth; In summer, watching the trees grow lush branches and leaves, watching the children splashing by the river; In autumn, I watched the leaves slowly wither and fall, and watched Yanqun fly to the south. I think I should travel, too. Following Brother Feng, I started my trip.
I came to an orchard and saw ripe fruits hanging on the branches, and the fruit farmers were happily counting the harvest. Their happy laughter is everywhere in the orchard. I drifted to the rice field next to me, and the ears of grain were ripe. A gust of wind blew, and the ears of grain seemed to stand unsteadily and were blown to the east and west by the wind.
I continued to float, and I saw an island with rolling mountains and a small village near the foot of the mountain. Smoke billowed from the chimney of the adobe house, and a group of children were attending classes in a simple open-air "classroom". The teacher is teaching seriously, and the students are listening carefully. How much I want to go down and be one of them, attend classes with them, and recite amazing Tang poetry and Song poetry together. As the bell rang, they finished class, only to see them playing all kinds of small games: some were skipping rope, some were jumping rubber bands ... They were having fun, and I couldn't help raising my mouth when I looked at their bright smiles. Then, I left this place and continued my trip.
Brother Feng blew me to a place called Africa. The people here are particularly hospitable and their clothes are unique, but I think the most special thing is their dark skin. Since I came here, I also feel that the sunshine emitted by Uncle Sun is hotter, which should be the origin of their dark skin. In the street, you can often see tourists from all over the world dancing. Out of respect, passengers have to take off their shoes, and the ground is very hot by the sun, so they can only hop forward, just like dancing.
In Africa, there are many arid places. In these arid places, there is a special lack of water resources, and all the plants wither because of lack of water. People living here complain bitterly. How much they crave water!
finally, I turned into rain with the nearby Baiyun family, which moistened this land. I, too, ended my journey. I am a cloud _55 words 6
Whenever I want to write endless homework, whenever I see those boring English words, I can't help looking up at the sky and looking for those ethereal clouds. They look beautiful and extraordinary. Yes, they are laughing, laughing that I am bound by heavy homework and laughing that I can't be free. However, cloud friends, have you ever known that I also want to become a cloud, flying freely in the sky, and maybe I will become a better cloud than you?
If I were a cloud, I would become good friends with many clouds, and I would call these friends to the southwest of the motherland. When we pass by rivers, we would absorb a lot of water, and when we arrive at our destination, we would happily have a hearty rain, so that the dry land would be full, the dying trees would be revived, and the people in that crop field would stop sighing. Haha, I would use rain to smooth those frowning brows.
If I were a cloud, I would fly to the southeast of the motherland where the rainstorm continued. I would persuade my cloud friends to stop raining quickly. I would take them around the world. With my golden tongue, my cloud friends would certainly listen to my advice. In this way, those homeless people can build houses under the clear sky, and those flowers and plants that have suffered from rain can enjoy the caress of the sun.
If I were a cloud, I would fly to the fields to keep out the sun for the hard-working and sweaty farmers and bring them a little coolness. I will fly to the earthquake-stricken area to stop the sun exposure for those tired PLA uncles at the construction site and give them a break.
If I were a cloud, I would make many cloud friends, and I would travel around the world with them to see those great places of interest. I will also take time to play with them. It will be fun to wrestle between clouds. Everyone is soft and won't hurt.
I seem to be fluttering, and I seem to have turned over a somersault. I opened my eyes hard. The familiar No.1 Scholar in Huanggang was staring at me angrily. I had to pick up a pen. I really want to be a cloud ... if I were a cloud _55. 7
I had a dream since I was a child, that is, if I turned into a cloud, It was getting dark slowly, and I came to the dreamland with this dream.
I became a white, soft cloud and flew out of the window. The people and cars below are as small as ants, several big rivers are like several small curves, and even the mountain peaks have lost their majesty. Before I flew to the border of the motherland, I thought: there must be herds of cattle and sheep grazing on the grass, and everyone gathered together to dance happily. What I saw was a picture of nothing growing, but the uncle of the People's Liberation Army still insisted on his post, holding his head high and guarding the frontier in the face of the vicious sun. I came down and asked the grass next to me: What's wrong with you here? The grass replied: this is a barren land, and the good man has not rained. I decided to take them, so I went to see my father-in-law, and he agreed. Suddenly, dark clouds were gathering, and it began to rain heavily. The border guards happily took buckets to hold water. After a while, the grassland was full of vitality, and everyone thanked me.
I flew to neighboring Afghanistan and found that there was a war there. I flew close to see that it was in confrontation with the US anti-terrorist forces, which were beaten up by terror. After I saw it, I decided to help the U.S. anti-terrorist forces turn around. I blew my whistle and immediately covered my eyes with sand. When I woke up, I was caught by the US anti-terrorist forces. The counter-terrorism officer said to me, "Thank you: Thank you!
I drifted back to the embrace of my motherland and came to a processing factory. It's so smoky over there that I can't tell the difference between east and west, north and south, and I can't breathe. So, I was smoked into a black cloud by their black gas and couldn't help crying.
after I woke up, I realized that it was just a ups and downs dream. Early in the morning, I was walking in the street, looking at the white clouds in the sky, and I couldn't help sighing: It's better to be a man! I am a cloud _55 words 8
If I were a cloud, I would like to turn into drops of dew to nourish the earth and bring the joy of harvest to mankind.
I am a light, white and free cloud. One day, I was traveling happily in the sky when I was suddenly blinded by the oncoming yellow sand.