Excerpts from the beginning and end of the article describing the environment

I crossed the Indian Ocean from the distant ancient oriental country and came to this continent with only 200 years of history. I walked quickly through the mall of the airport with a slight vision, breathing the transparent air quietly and carefully, looking at the pure blue sky and the clouds.

The sky in Australia has a special color. The sky on the sea is dark blue. There is not a cloud in the sky. The sky is like a cloisonne canvas, extending infinitely on the horizon. This long canvas is connected with the rippling sea to form a blue gradient picture. The sky on the hillside is purple and misty. When the white clouds entered the top of the mountain, they seemed to enter several purple vats. You see, this mutton-like one is light purple, and that noodle-like one is purple, and it is purple and white like cotton candy, with a pinkish white edge. The sky is painted into a beautiful oil painting by various purples, which makes people involuntarily record this ever-changing picture with a camera. The sky in the field is a light orange sky, which forms a piece with flocks of cattle and sheep in the field and endless Yuan Ye. The natural and free sky reminds people of thousands of people. In the light orange sky, is there a fresh and refined blonde shepherdess singing, and is there a group of lambs whispering here beside her? The sun is also gentle at this moment, decorating the clouds with her light; It was an evening and the clouds began to drift away. The sun hides in the clouds, but it can't stop the red beside the dimples. Red passes through layers of clouds and evolves into various wonderful colors. It is light blue like blue-and-white porcelain, and it is dew powder dripping on flowers in the morning. It is as splendid as the ancient pyramids. How can so many colors not be gorgeous? That deep day, the night sky, the deep blue sky, the stars twinkling in the hazy moonlight, the eyes watching us tirelessly in the middle of the night, let us close our eyes and wander in the Milky Way. ...

I am totally addicted to this unpredictable day, the sky, the sky. Why are you so elegant? Looking at the sky and daydreaming, Australia's beautiful sky is naturally your most gorgeous beauty. You shine in the south of the Indian Ocean. Why can't your light reach the eastern part of the Indian Ocean? Even if we build another Sydney Opera House in China, we won't get its beautiful sky. No, you're not too stingy. It's just that we orientals pay too little attention to the beauty of the sky. I look at the sky in Australia and feel sorry for the sky in my hometown. Mother of the East, have you ever had the beauty of Australia, but your smile has been ruthlessly destroyed by history. You have the same age as the Australian sky, but have different fates. I hate that we put you in danger with our own happiness.

The sky in Australia is still so blue and clear. I sincerely hope that it will always be so charming, but I hope that my vast motherland in the east of the Indian Ocean will also have a clear sky one day. I don't know how long this day will last, and I don't even know if this wish is impossible, but I still hope to see people take the bus voluntarily when they see the famous cars unmoved, so as to reduce the emission of exhaust gas into the sky. When you go shopping in the supermarket, you can take an environmental protection bag with you. Trees are greener and more lush, and there will be more and more oxygen ... Maybe it is the day when people's hearts are full of environmental protection, or when everyone's heart becomes pure blue, every sky on the earth will be blue.