The clouds were a gift from the sky, a gift from nature. It was sometimes light, sometimes heavy, sometimes floating, and sometimes stable. The clouds were ever-changing and varied, as if they were nature's paintbrush painting beautiful pictures in the sky. In literature, clouds are often used as an image in poetry. For example, in the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Zhihuan's "Climbing the Stork Tower," there was a famous poem: "The sun is against the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea." I want to see a thousand miles and reach a higher level." The " layer " here referred to the cloud poet's image of the clouds to express the short life and the height of pursuit. There are many poems describing clouds, such as: White clouds floated in the sky like a flock of sheep strolling leisurely. The clouds in the sky were as soft as cotton candy, making people want to reach out and touch them. The mountains in the distance were surrounded by white clouds like a magnificent painting. The changing shapes of the clouds in the sky were like the turbulent sea and dancing butterflies, making people feel magical and wonderful. Clouds are a mysterious and beautiful existence that brings us infinite imagination and beauty.