“A fire burns in the evening sky Breaking like an egg in a pan A sea of yellowish orange spreads In accordance… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
It was an ideal spring day, a light blue sky, flecked with little fleecy white clouds drifting across from west to east.… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
The clouds were drifting over the moon at their giddiest speed, at one time wholly obscuring her, at another, suffering her to… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
The sky was of the deepest blue, with a few white, fleecy clouds drifting lazily across it, and the air was filled… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
There came a day when the clouds drifting along with the wind aroused a wanderlust in me, and I set off on… — Matsuo Basho Copy Share Image
