When I saw them, I thought of Sanmao and said, "I want to turn into a cloud, float with the wind, float to far places, float to all corners of the country, and I don't need to worry about anything, and I don't need to know the direction of the next stop." Whether it is sunny or cloudy, there is wind to rely on. I just need to look at it quietly. Maybe one day, I will collide with another cloud, become raindrops, drop into the pond and ripple.
Clouds are common, but they are relaxed and fragmented. Flowing clouds are always flying in the air, like smiling and slightly drunk. It's rare to have a blue lead face to demonstrate.
The reason why the sky is so charming is that it is vast expanse and clearer. Looking at the short time between day and night, watching the hazy dissipation of clouds, recalling the beauty that I once had, clearly remembering the moments carved on the trees, and remembering those lost times.