Xu Wen's "Burning Cloud"

I saw many interesting natural phenomena, such as full moon and sunset, sunrise and sunset, spring thunder and drizzle. But the most memorable thing is the little-known burning cloud. I usually go for a walk after supper. When you are lucky, you will meet a fiery red cloud. Flaming clouds always like to "hold hands", neatly arranged in the sky, like a beautiful necklace against the setting sun.

In fact, the flame cloud is not as its name implies, because its color is not just fiery red. Sometimes it is light green, sometimes it is light gray, and sometimes it is purple. But the most beautiful is fiery red, but the naughty glow will take the opportunity to make trouble. It quickly picked up the brush and "brushed" the originally fiery red cloud into gold as much as possible when you were unprepared. That's great. The lively little white dog has turned into a little yellow dog, and the grandfather's gray beard has also turned into dazzling gold.

Like normal clouds, fiery red clouds will change, but they are not as patient as other clouds, so people can enjoy them all at once. It means change and waits for no one. Look! A moment ago, it was a soft and comfortable pillow, but now it has become a sweet and delicious cotton candy. This marshmallow is changing, and the original fluffy shape gradually shrinks together and becomes a slightly smoother triangle outside. Oh! What a lovely little bell! But before I had seen enough, the naughty wind blew it away again, spreading it without reservation, without any trace just now. The wind gently swept through a forest, and the sound of "rustling" floated back and forth in my ears. Is this its apology to me?

After a while, a red kitten appeared in the sky. The kitten stretched out and the sunset shone on it from an empty cloud. The kitten seems to be sunbathing lazily. However, when it gets enough sunlight, its small body expands slowly, and its pointed and flat ears stretch upward, as if it had grown into a smooth lamb.

Gradually, those burning clouds, can't wait for people to say goodbye to them, all disappear at the end of the blue sky. The last ray of sunlight shone on the children's red faces. After a while, the sky sank. Burning clouds are so interesting!