In far - away France, there is a mysterious place. There lives a cloud weaver named Pierre. Pierre lives in a small house with a pointed roof, and the house is surrounded by colorful flowers. Every early morning, when the first ray of sunlight shines on his small roof, Pierre will start his day's work - weaving colorful clouds.
Pierre is a very meticulous and focused craftsman. His workshop is filled with all kinds of strange tools. There are long shuttles like magic wands and glittering spools. The threads in these spools have as many colors as a rainbow.
The first thing Pierre does every day is to select silk threads. With his rough but very dexterous fingers, he gently strokes each spool, feeling the texture of the silk threads. He is extremely careful when selecting silk threads because he knows that silk threads of different colors and textures will produce different effects when used to weave clouds. Sometimes, for a small piece of colorful cloud, he will spend a long time selecting the most suitable silk threads.
After selecting the silk threads, Pierre will sit in front of his old loom. This loom has accompanied him for many years. It bears the marks of time, but it is still solid and durable.
He carefully loads the selected silk threads onto the loom and then starts to shuttle his shuttle back and forth. The shuttle moves quickly among the silk threads, making a slight "swish" sound. Pierre's eyes are fixed on the loom, and his hands, like magic, accurately control the direction of the shuttle. With each pass of the shuttle, the pattern of the colorful cloud slowly emerges.
In a day, Pierre may only be able to weave a small piece of colorful cloud, but he is never in a hurry. He knows that weaving colorful clouds is an art that requires patience and concentration.
When a piece of colorful cloud is finally woven, Pierre will take it to the small hillside outside the house. He gently holds up the colorful cloud with both hands as if holding the most precious treasure. Then, he blows gently towards the sky, and the colorful cloud slowly floats into the sky. Looking at the colorful cloud he has woven floating in the sky, a satisfied and proud smile appears on Pierre's face. These colorful clouds will freely change their shapes in the sky, adding a beautiful color to the sky and also bringing endless reveries to the people on the earth.
