There were beautiful, unattainable clouds in the sky. It's really pretty!

That's the prettiest cloud I've ever seen.

A light cloud, like a white feather, gently floated in the air.

That piece of white cloud, floating, floating, slowly pulled by the wind into a wisp, and then, gradually into the blue sky inside.
The sky is like a blue sea, the clouds are like light boats, and the white clouds are quietly and gently drifting.
The floating clouds, more and more surrounded by the slower and slower, light cloud shadow, gradually transparent. The shadow of the clouds gently brushed across the streets, swept over the rooftops, and covered the people, as if to wipe away the sludge and dust on the walls and rooftops, and to wipe away the sadness on the faces of the people.

In the blue sky, there are different sizes of clouds floating, some of these clouds are connected together, some layer after layer, the sky is very beautiful. I wish I could become a white cloud and fly freely in the blue sky!