下午放学时，火烧云就出现了。
In the afternoon after school, the burning clouds appeared.
原本蔚蓝澄澈的天空，忽然变得五颜六色起来，恰似一副流光溢彩油画。
The originally clear blue sky suddenly became colorful, just like a dazzling oil painting.
火烧云，倒真像在熊熊燃烧的云。厚厚的云层遮住了太阳。山也黑了起来，天边的火烧云却更加艳丽，深红、靛蓝、橙黄、绛紫，梦幻般的色彩布满天空，看上去就像是一匹九天玄女精心织就的七彩锦缎，又好像是哪位调皮的仙童不小心打翻了画圣的颜料桶。那瑰丽的色彩，奇异的配色让人目眩神迷，我真想胳膊下长出翅膀直上云霄，去剪下一匹裁成裙子，又想拿一个碟子盛一些色彩好用在自己的图画上。出自 wwW.zuoWEnBA.nEt
Burning clouds really look like blazing clouds. Thick clouds obscure the sun. The mountains also turned black, but the fiery clouds in the sky became even more brilliant, with deep red, indigo, orange yellow, and crimson purple, dreamlike colors filling the sky. It looked like a rainbow brocade carefully woven by a nine day black maiden, or as if some mischievous fairy accidentally knocked over the painting saint's color bucket. The magnificent colors and strange color schemes make people dizzy and mesmerized. I really want to grow wings under my arms and soar up to the sky, to cut a piece of clothing into a skirt, and also want to take a plate to hold some colors for use in my own paintings.
在这样奇丽的景色下，连往日里争奇斗艳的花儿都失去了光彩。这或许是花儿自惭形秽了又或许是火烧云目下无尘，不允许有任何事物夺去人们对它的关注。
In such a beautiful scenery, even the flowers that used to compete for beauty have lost their luster. Perhaps the flowers have become ashamed of themselves, or perhaps there is no dust under the burning clouds, and nothing is allowed to take away people's attention to them.
风不知何时吹了过来，像一位神奇的魔法师，一下子吹散了好几朵火烧云，他在云彩中穿过来，绕过去，一会卷起一朵红色的，一会又揭去一片橙色的，像个孩子，漫不经心地玩着橡皮泥。云也随着风调整着自己的身体，刻意做出了另一种形状。刚才还是一个婴儿，转瞬间，却成了一只正在奔跑的小狗，本来是一只正在飞翔的蝴蝶，一眨眼却成了只凶猛的狮子，我跟随着它的变化想象着，觉得似乎是一条披着金甲的龙，又好像是对弈的老者，可是一转眼就又变了，再也找不到了。它的变化是那么的丰富多彩，就算是最高明的魔术师也比不上它，我不由得赞叹起来。
The wind blew over at an unknown time, like a magical magician, dispersing several fiery clouds in one fell swoop. He walked through the clouds, circling around, sometimes rolling up a red one, and then peeling off an orange one, like a child, casually playing with plasticine. Yun also adjusted his body with the wind, deliberately creating a different shape. Just now, it was just a baby, but in an instant, it turned into a running little dog. It was originally a flying butterfly, but in the blink of an eye, it became a fierce lion. I followed its changes and imagined that it seemed like a dragon wearing golden armor, and also like an old man playing chess. But in the blink of an eye, it changed again and could no longer be found. Its changes are so rich and colorful that even the most skilled magician cannot compare to it. I couldn't help but admire it.
不知不觉中夕阳完全没入大地，云也渐渐失去光彩，一点点消失。我忽然有些忧伤。有位诗人也曾如我一样，仰望天空，感叹着夕阳无限好，只是近黄昏。此时我仿佛理解了他的心情，但我更清楚，彩云散去，会有群星点缀夜空，黎明时分壮丽的日出会带来更美好的一天。
Unconsciously, the sunset completely disappeared into the earth, and the clouds gradually lost their radiance, disappearing little by little. I suddenly felt a little sad. There was a poet who, like me, looked up at the sky and sighed at the infinite beauty of the sunset, only near dusk. At this moment, I seem to understand his feelings, but I am even clearer that as the colorful clouds disperse, there will be stars adorning the night sky, and the magnificent sunrise at dawn will bring a better day.