1. Have a good sentence about fog
The fog passed through the Qutang Gorge eight kilometers away. The dark clouds and mist suddenly disappeared, and a line of blue sky floated on the top of the gorge. A small golden cloud and a ray of sunlight fell on the cliff on the left like lightning.
A white cloud on the peak on the right shone like silver, but the sun had not yet arrived. At this time, far ahead, above countless mountains, a cloud of red mist suddenly appeared among the misty clouds.
Look, the purple peaks set off this fog, it’s so beautiful. Just like the flash of red gems reflected upward in the deep valley, it makes people feel as if they have entered a mythical realm.
At this time, when you look up the river, it is also colorful: the two huge rocks are reflected like ink; the middle is twists and turns, but there is like a shining road with fine waves on it; close by In the mountains, it is as green as emerald. Time passed minute by minute, and the red mist in front became redder and brighter.
As the boat got closer and closer, it gradually became clear that there was a tall peak standing in the red mist. It became clear that the red mist turned out to be thousands of strong rays of sunlight. At 8:20, we came to this clear golden sunrise.
Liu Baiyu's "Three Days on the Yangtze River" What separated everyone from me was the fog in the sky. The tall houses and towers, the flood of vehicles, the crowded pedestrians; everything ceased to exist, even the arms that swung out when I walked disappeared in the confusion.
Jin Yi's "Fog" Outside the house, the morning fog that was so thick that no one could be seen on the other side had subsided and became lighter. In the slowly gaining strength of the sun, the white fog dots rolled and drifted one after another, as if they were rustling.
Fences, mounds of earth, and walls all showed vague images in the mist. Wang Xiyan's "Spring Returns to Warm the Floor" The mist is like gauze, like smoke, like clouds; hanging on trees, wrapped around roof ridges, diffused on mountain roads, and hidden in the grass.
Sometimes it is like a surging ocean tide, and sometimes it is like a white gull flying. Waves of clouds of smoke floated in and out, and everything became hazy.
In an instant, the milky white mist turned into small water droplets. Sprinkled on the road, sprinkled in the trees, sprinkled on people's heads and faces.
Light, greasy, and a little moist. People inhaled the scent of wild chrysanthemums and felt a little tipsy.
Qiu Zhijie's "Ode to Fog Shape" The morning fog and night fog slowly faded, and the color turned white, like a flowing transparent body, and the east became white. A floating gauze-like mist envelopes Caoyang New Village, and the buildings and trees in the new village are vaguely visible.
It can be said that there are buildings and trees that cannot be seen as a whole; it can be said that it is not there. Where the fog opens, the outlines of buildings and trees are faintly revealed. With the density of the fog, there are many changes. The posture seems to be a mirage. Zhou Erfu's "Morning in Shanghai" I don't know when the fog started.
At dawn, the thick fog rolled in from the upper reaches like cotton balls; it climbed up the river bank, climbed up the trees, and spread to both sides... The thick fog filled the small shed and stained the face. The bed was wet and greasy; none of us could see whose face it was. "On a River Without Navigation Marks" by Ye Weilin One morning in thick fog, I came to the embankment.
I was confused everywhere, the mountains and lakes were gone, and there was only an invisible milky white chaos in front of me. The sound of alas comes from far and near, matching the sweet sound of birds.
There was a vague idea in the white hollow, and then, the outline of a ship gradually emerged. This is the first yacht of the day.
Yu Min's "West Lake Scenery" In the early morning, thick fog filled the air. According to the doctor's orders, I took a leisurely walk by the lake.
I could only hear the chirping of birds, chirping hundreds of thousands of times, but could not see their delicate figures. From time to time, clouds of slightly chilly thick fog hit my face and passed by me.
The street lamps equipped with dazzling high-pressure mercury bulbs on weekdays looked so dim and weak today, flickering and blurred in the swirling fog. I seemed to be walking into a fairy tale world.
Zhang Ping's "Morning Fog at Jinghu Lake" Night Fog Once I was walking back to Songxuelou from the ski club, and suddenly I noticed a layer of fog on the road. It thickened suddenly and dispersed again. It was really It is a wonderful experience, as if you are walking into a foggy tent, and you can feel the fog spontaneously flowing by your side, your ears, and your fingers. It is also like boating on a foggy river, with the pine waves on both sides making no sound. Look, the boat has turned around and has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains. Looking back, I can no longer see the fog coming or staying here. Lin Qingxuan's "Impression of Hehuan Mountain" The spring fog is in early April, the primroses are blooming, and a warm wind blows through the newly dug flower beds. The garden is like a woman, deliberately decorated to welcome the summer festival.
Looking out from the garden shed, one can see the river twisting and turning, flowing carelessly through the grassland. The mist at dusk floats among the dead poplars, like fine gauze hanging on the branches, but it is whiter and more transparent than the fine gauze. It is misty and makes the outline of the poplars appear violet.
(France) Flaubert's "Madame Bovary" Summer Fog Summer nights are short, and dawn comes early. Before the sun rose, the forest, the rings of mountains, and the small plains surrounded by the mountains were all hidden in the thick fog.
Only the top of the forest emerged above the thick fog. As the sun rises, the fog becomes lighter and lighter, flowing and disappearing without a trace.
The brooding forest and the stream-like streams on the plains are all revealed; far and near, they are all solemn, distinct, thick and light, deep and light green, green , still green. Zhang Jie's "Children from the Forest" The autumn fog was just yesterday. It was a cloudless sunny day, but that day, the mountains and the sea were covered with a layer of hot fog, sticky and stained. Great and clean.
Cicadas in the surrounding areas are also causing mischief. The hotter the weather, the more noisy they are, making people feel hot and annoyed. The autumn wind blows together, and behold: there are clouds in the sky, and the clouds are transparent; the mountains and the sea are clearly covered with a layer of fog, and the fog also looks dry and refreshing.
Yang Shuo's "Bleak Autumn Wind" Winter Fog. Did the winter fog in London really protect this ancient city in advance? When I get up in the morning, I roll up the blanket and carry the straw mat to the storage room. When I went upstairs, I felt very cold.
Use a wooden stick to open the black curtain on the window, and there is a miserable gray fog outside. Not only is the spire of the church on Eton Road in the back street gone, but even the pear tree in the back garden is only a shadow.
While we were in a daze, there was a sound and a movement, and our tabby cat sat on the back of the sofa. It glanced at me timidly, then shrank its four legs, curled up like a vase with a belly, and stared at the gray mist.
The sound of car horns came from the thick fog, sometimes short and sometimes melodious. ...Xiao Qian's "Three Diaries of London" The white foggy dawn came belatedly. 2. Beautiful sentences about fog~~
Driving in the mountains is like boating on a foggy river, with the sound of pine waves on both sides. As soon as the boat turns, it has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains, and I look back again. , I can no longer see the fog coming, I can’t see the fog staying here.
The mountains and valleys are filled with milky white mist. It is so deep and thick, surging and rolling, swallowing up everything in the mountains.
Gray fog enveloped the city, everything was decorated with a layer of white, and the trees and power lines looked fluffy.
The milky white fog overflows in the valley, slowly spreads up the hillside, and disperses into a soft gauze, floating and shrouding the entire mountain village.
The morning mist is like a milky white gauze, like a dream, a fantasy, a poem, or a painting. It cannot be waved away, pulled apart, or chopped continuously. It blocks my sight and makes people feel like they are floating. The feeling of returning home.
There is a milky white fog belt wrapped around the valley, like a soft brocade bridge.
The garden was filled with a light mist, like a layer of gauze, covering the flowers, plants and trees.
The fog gradually melted and became thinner. At the foot of the mountain, a faint breeze came, and a corner of the fog veil was rolled up, revealing a blue sky that was dazzlingly blue. Everything was wiped clean by the morning mist, and the air was so refreshing.
The milky white mist pixel yarn in the forest is entangled and fluttering among the trees, and it is like a streamer on a fairy, fluttering.
There is fog on the river. The fog rises from the river and is milky white. The fog was so clear and white that it was so transparent.
The breeze blows, pushing the fog, sometimes moving, sometimes stagnant, sometimes condensed, sometimes dispersed.
A mist as transparent as cicada wings rose from the lake, and the leaves of the trees and wild flowers seemed to have been washed in milk.
In early autumn, the mist-filled land is like a layer of gauze, covering the golden fields, heavy ears of grain, and small villages far and near. The white clouds right in front of you are dancing like ribbons, entangled among the trees and fields. The world seems to be in an illusion.
The fog is getting heavier and heavier. Hey! The fog is so thick. When I stood on the balcony, it felt like I was standing in the sea. There was a vast expanse of white everywhere. I looked around and saw the drum tower shrouded in mist, hazy, like an ancient castle in a fairyland. The seventeen-story Jinling Hotel can only be vaguely seen, but it still looks majestic. Qingliang Mountain to the west floats in the fog like an isolated island in the ocean. It flickers in and out of the fog, and it looks like a fairy mountain in the sky. Heavy fog hindered traffic, and cars moved very slowly, as if they were crawling like giant beetles. At this time, the entire city was immersed in milky white fog.
The night fog gradually faded and turned white, like a flowing transparent body. The east turned white, and the floating gauze-like clouds enveloped the new village, and the buildings in the new village were vaguely there. It could be said that it exists, because the buildings and trees cannot be seen as a whole; it can be said that it does not exist. Where the fog opens, the outlines of buildings and trees are faintly revealed. They change with the density of the fog, like a mirage.
The heavy fog shrouded the whole world tightly. People seem to be lifted up and suspended in mid-air, as if they have entered a fairyland, producing all kinds of mysterious hallucinations... The fog disperses for a while, gathers for a while, rises slowly, and rolls forward. The road was gray everywhere. Normally during the day, cars never drive with their lights on: but today it was different, the lights were on invariably. There was a flash of orange-red light everywhere.
Fog, smoke, clouds, rime, white fog
Misty, misty, foggy, silvery gray mist, dissipated, foggy, thick fog in the sky
Dense fog, dense fog, dense clouds The fog is like a gauze mist shrouding 3.5 sentences describing fog
The mountains and valleys are covered with milky white fog. It is so deep, so thick, surging, rolling, and swallowing up the mountains. everything.
Gray fog enveloped the city, everything was decorated with a layer of white, and the trees and power lines looked fluffy.
The morning mist is like a milky white gauze, like a dream, a fantasy, a poem, or a painting. It cannot be waved away, pulled apart, or chopped continuously. It blocks my sight and makes people feel like they are floating. The feeling of returning home.
There is a milky white fog belt wrapped around the valley, like a soft brocade bridge.
The garden was filled with a light mist, like a layer of gauze, covering the flowers, plants and trees.
The milky white mist pixel yarn in the forest is entangled and fluttering among the trees, and it is like a streamer on a fairy, fluttering.
There is fog on the river. The fog rises from the river and is milky white. The fog was so clear and white that it was so transparent. The breeze blows, pushing the fog, sometimes moving, sometimes stagnant, sometimes condensed, sometimes dispersed.
A mist as transparent as cicada wings rose from the lake, and the leaves of the trees and wild flowers seemed to have been washed in milk.
In early autumn, the mist-filled land is like a layer of gauze, covering the golden fields, heavy ears of grain, and small villages far and near. The white clouds right in front of you are fluttering like ribbons, entangled among the trees and fields. The world seems to be in an illusion. 4. What are the sentences that describe fog? What are the words that describe fog?
1. A thin layer of milky white airflow like gauze, gently rippling on the wheat tops.
2. The thick gray fog filled the earth, as if it was hiding the mystery of the changes in nature. 3. The woods were covered with a layer of mist, as if they were floating. 4. Another burst of fog came, and the whole mountain was lonely again.
The bright water curtain and the splashing waterfalls gradually disappeared, and behind the hazy dark color was the sound of high water. There were a few fog beads on my clothes, and the bell of Lao Na at the top of the mountain was getting louder and louder.
Looking up at Jiuhua, besides leaving a dream, what else can I do? Hold this winning feeling in your arms, wave your hands in the clouds, and feel the cool mist flowers between your fingers. Smoke, mist, mist, rain, dust, mist, clouds, mist, mist, mist, mist, leopard mist, atmosphere, fog, haze, heavy fog, hot fog, rime, smog, mist sleeves , mist field, mist hyena, gathering mist, water mist, mist curtain, lotus mist, broken mist, broken mist, mist extinguished, mist close, mist overlap, mist comfortable, sea mist, black mist, mist plug, green mist, mist Rain, fog, fog, fog, mist. 5. Sentences describing fog
After a while, the fog enveloped us, and we walked down the mountain in the fog.
Looking back: The fog has not cleared yet. The mountains are green and vast. The mist seems to cover them with a thin veil, like the white snow. It’s true: there are no mountains without flying clouds, and no clouds without clouds surrounding the mountains.
Although we did not see the sunrise this time, we did appreciate the magnificent and ever-changing scenery of the Baiyun Mountains and the foggy sea, which made me marvel at the thoughtfulness of nature. When I went out, a thin layer of misty moisture hit my face. The soft down on my face seemed to be unbearable, and I fell down laughing.
The eyelashes are accompanied by gentle water drops, and the refreshing feeling moistens the heart. But people didn't realize this beauty, so they walked hurriedly in the mist, walking in the mist.
What separates everyone from me is the fog in the sky. The tall houses and towers, the water-like vehicles, the crowded pedestrians; everything ceased to exist, even the arms that swayed out when I walked disappeared in the confusion.
This morning, my father sent me to school. As soon as I stepped out, I was greeted by a blast of cool, moist air.
Ah, it’s foggy. Thick fog filled the space between heaven and earth, as if a very thick and very wide curtain fell from the sky.
My sight was completely blocked by the fog, as if the only space in the space was as big as my eyes. We were sitting in the car, and the fog penetrated the car window and lingered around people and under their feet.
Only black shadows can be seen on the trees on the roadside. The wind picked up, and the relatively calm sea of ??fog began to roll. The fog waves slowly rolled one after another, just like the turbulent waves of the sea in slow motion.
The lions, camels, peacocks, and tigers were scattered by the wind, rolled up in whirlpools, and passed around, floating up and down lovingly. In the early morning, there was thick fog.
According to the doctor's orders, I took a leisurely walk by the lake. I can only hear the chirping of birds, hundreds of thousands of chirps, but I can't see their delicate figures.
From time to time, clouds of slightly chilly thick fog hit my face and passed by me. The street lamps that were usually equipped with dazzling high-voltage mercury bulbs looked so dim and weak today, flickering and blurred in the swirling fog.
I seemed to be walking into a fairy tale world. The sun came out, the fog quietly receded, and my eyes suddenly became brighter.
The car increased its horsepower and ran faster. We breathed in the air bathed in heavy fog and felt very cool mentally.
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6. Idioms describing fog
Bouncing clouds, strange guests, like clouds covering the sun, dry clouds, white clouds, gray dogs, white clouds flying alone
Parting the clouds, seeing the sun, Parting the clouds, stirring up the rain, white clouds, leaving one's home without knowing where to go, Chu Meng Clouds and rain
Spring trees, evening clouds, sad clouds and mist, passing through the clouds, cracking stones, colorful clouds easily dispersed, powerful wind and clouds
Drought, looking at the clouds, severe drought, clouds, winter, summer clouds falling, mist, wind, tiger, clouds, dragon
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Wealth, wealth, floating clouds, wind and tigers, dragons, winds, lingering clouds, wind and clouds scattered, wind and clouds surging
The wind rises, the clouds evaporate, and the hands turn into clouds, and the hands turn into rain, wind and clouds change, floating clouds cover the sun, the wind and clouds change
Flying clouds turn the electricity Floating clouds, riches, wealth, rain, clouds, clouds, rain, wind and clouds
Persons of great influence, sudden changes in wind and clouds, clouds, moon dew, floating clouds, morning dew, aspirations of the wind and clouds
Walking high on the road, singing high into the clouds, the canopy is like clouds, towering into the sky, soaring into the sky.
Dry clouds cover the sun, high righteousness, thin clouds, solitary clouds, wild cranes pass by, and the smoke clouds look like clouds to the viewer.
Black clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy the sea. Standing clouds are hanging down, the clouds are supporting the moon, and the clouds are opening in the sky. See the sun
Crack the stone and cut through the clouds, carve out the moon, and cut the clouds. The ambition of the clouds is dense, the clouds are not raining, the evening clouds are spring trees
The clouds are sweating and raining, the clouds are holding the mist, and the blue clouds are different. The blue clouds are straight up
People are like clouds, sitting on clouds and mist towering into the sky, friends are like clouds, there are unpredictable winds and clouds in the sky, people have misfortunes and misfortunes
Soaring clouds ride on the mist, the clouds stop, the moon falls, the clouds are thick, swallowing the clouds, spitting out the mist, clouds and hair on the temples
Looking out over the white clouds, Wu Mountain, clouds and rain, the feeling of looking at the clouds resounds through the sky, ringing and stopping the moving clouds
Stars fall, clouds disperse, wild cranes, idle clouds, treacherous waves, moving clouds, flowing water, idle clouds and wild cranes
The clouds in the sky are filled with righteousness and the moon begins. The clouds on the ground, the clouds passing through the sky, and the clouds merge into the scene.
Clouds, mist, rain traces, clouds, clouds, sun, dragons, winds, tigers, moon, dew, wind and clouds
Yunlongjing, frogs, clouds, mud, road clouds Farewell to the mud, looking at the clouds and rising dragons
Sad clouds and mist falling into the clouds and mist, the wind blowing, the mist on the temples opening, seeing the sky holding the clouds and holding the mist
It's like falling into five miles of fog, like sitting in the clouds, soaring in the clouds, riding on the mist, swallowing the clouds Breathing out mist, mist on the temples, the wind servant girl
Mist on the temples, clouds on the temples, looking at flowers in the mist. Five miles of foggy clouds on the temples, mist on the temples, clouds gathering in the mist
The mist, misty clouds dissipate, the mist disperses
There is a world of spring harmony. Jingming Cave, Tianfu Di Cave, sky, lake and mountain scenery
Flowers are shining under the sun, famous mountains, rivers and thousands of rocks are competing for beauty, such as flowers, beautiful mountains and clear waters
Beautiful mountains and clear waters, beautiful mountains and bright mountains***, the endless wind and moon are fascinating. 7. Sentences to describe fog
After a while, the fog enveloped us, and we walked down the mountain in the fog. Looking back: the fog has not cleared yet. The mountains are green and vast. The mist seems to cover them with a thin veil, just like the white snow. It’s true: there are no mountains without flying clouds, and no clouds without clouds surrounding the mountains. This time, although we didn’t see the sunrise, we did appreciate the magnificent and ever-changing scenery of the foggy sea in Baiyun Mountain, which made me marvel at the thoughtfulness of nature.
When I went out, a thin mist of moisture hit my face. The soft down on my face seemed to be unbearable, and I fell down laughing. The eyelashes are accompanied by gentle water drops, and the refreshing feeling moistens the heart. But people didn't realize this beauty, so they walked hurriedly in the mist, walking in the mist.
What separated everyone from me was the fog in the sky. The tall houses and towers, the water-like vehicles, the crowded pedestrians; everything ceased to exist, even the arms that swayed out when I walked disappeared in the confusion.
This morning, my father sent me to school. As soon as I stepped out, I was greeted by a blast of cool, moist air. Ah, it's foggy.
Thick fog filled the space between heaven and earth, as if a very thick and very wide curtain fell from the sky. My sight was completely blocked by the fog, as if the space was only as big as my eyes. We were sitting in the car, and the fog penetrated the car window and lingered around people and under their feet. Only dark shadows can be seen on the trees on the roadside.
The wind picked up, and the relatively calm sea of ??fog began to roll. The fog waves rolled slowly one after another, just like the turbulent waves of the sea in slow motion.
The lions, camels, peacocks, and tigers were scattered by the wind, rolled up in whirlpools, and floated up and down lovingly.
In the early morning, there was thick fog. According to the doctor's orders, I took a leisurely walk by the lake. I can only hear the chirping of birds, hundreds of thousands of chirps, but I can't see their delicate figures. From time to time, clouds of slightly chilly thick fog hit my face and passed by me. The street lamps that were usually equipped with dazzling high-voltage mercury bulbs looked so dim and weak today, flickering and blurred in the swirling fog. I seemed to be walking into a fairy tale world.
The sun came out, the fog quietly receded, and my eyes suddenly became brighter. The car increased its power and ran faster. We breathed in the air bathed in heavy fog and felt very cool mentally.
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Your adoption is the motivation for my answer! The ice disappears and the fog disperses. The ice disappears and the fog disperses. The clouds and mist are seen. The blue sky breaks through the fog. The mist is sad. The poisonous mist falls into the clouds. The wind and the mist. The mist on the temples. The wind talks about the mist. The yellow wind and the mist cover the fog. The clouds open. The fog sees the sky. The fog cuts the wind. Willows. Fireworks. Mist. It's a smog, it's foggy, it's foggy, it's foggy, it's foggy, it's foggy, it's foggy, it's foggy, it's foggy, it's foggy, it's foggy, it's foggy, it's cloudy, it's foggy, it's foggy, it's foggy, it's cloudy, it's foggy, it's foggy. Mist on the temples, wind on the temples, mist on the temples, mist, sad clouds, fog in the pavilion, clouds in the window, fog gathers in the fog, flowers gather in the fog, fog scales, claws, fog rises, clouds rise, fog disperses, clouds drape, ice melts, fog locks smoke, mist rises, clouds surge, fog surges, clouds rise Steaming smoke, falling fog, collecting smoke, dissipating fog, spreading fog, rolling waves, cloud window, fog pavilion, cloud window, fog sill, cloud closing, fog gathering, cloud servant girl, mist, cloud opening, fog spreading, cloud opening, releasing cloud, fog, locking cloud, fog covering, cloud, sky, fog, ground, cloud gathering. The mist disperses, the mist disappears, the mist disperses, the mist gathers, the mist gathers, the mist falls, the mist falls, the mist blows, the mist on the temples opens, the clouds are seen in the sky, the clouds hold the mist, as if falling five miles into the mist, sitting in the mist, the clouds soar, ride on the mist, swallow the clouds, spit out the mist, the mist, the wind on the temples, the mist on the temples, the clouds, the servant girl, look at the flowers in the mist. Five miles of foggy clouds, misty clouds on the temples, gathering mist, misty clouds, mist, and mist. 9. Sentences describing fog
The drizzle turned into thick fog, covering the scenery fifty feet away with a blurry and dizzy outside. There are several tall buildings towering into the sky, with only the top floors visible in the mist. The rows of windows like giant eyes flicker with yellow lights. From a distance, they look like they are floating in mid-air. A mirage, nothing majestic at all. And this dense fog is boundless. The car breaks through the suffocating moisture and moves forward. The glass of the car window turns into frosted glass. Even the characters close at hand become halo-like and weird, and everything loses its vividness. The outlines and everything are blurred and deformed.
(Mao Dun: "Midnight" p. 191)
It was already eight o'clock in the morning, and it was not very bright yet. The thick black mist not only hid the mountains and forests, but also covered things in the low places. Even the windows of the houses seemed to be hung with black curtains. In this heavy fog, there are some small raindrops, sometimes fluttering as if they don't know where to fall, sometimes dripping down, adding some darkness to the fog. The flowers and trees in the farm all lowered their heads quietly, and there were groups of black shadows standing in the fog. No one got up in the farm, and the dream and the fog seemed to have merged.
(Lao She: "The Problem That Is Not a Problem" "Selected Short Stories by Lao She" p. 192)
The fog has widened. Occupying almost half of the sky, it closed in from all directions at the same time; in this fog, there seemed to be oil droplets suspended. Unknowingly, the thick fog became wider and wider, and the breeze slowly and quietly carried it away. The ground pushes forward. It gradually took over the entire sea surface. It came from the northwest, the direction the ship's bow was pointing. It is like a huge cliff that moves vaguely, and like a high wall rising from the sea. There is a definite point where the boundless sea disappears into the fog.
(Fa Hugo: "Sea Laborers" p. 166)
The fog was rising, but it fell again and became denser. Sometimes it's almost completely opaque. The ship was stuck in iceberg-like fog. This terrible siege opens like a pair of pliers, allowing one to catch a glimpse of the horizon, and then closes again immediately.
(Fa Hugo: "Labour on the Sea 212" >> page 171)
The mist at dusk floats among the dead poplars, like fine yarn hanging on the branches, but it is worse than The thin gauze is still white and transparent, almost misty, turning the outline of the poplar into a violet color.
(Faflaubert: "Madame Bovary" page 108)
The newly condensed water vapor in the black valley, even on the warm summer night, is still flowing in countless The streams in the LU Valley are floating like white tablecloths. From a distance, this endless white expanse looks like a lake.
(Fargeorg Sand: "The Grinder of Anjiburg" pp. 153-154)
It started to fog at dawn. The fog moved along the valley and shrouded the city. At night, the street lights on the shore form a halo of light. Looking from the beach, you can only see milky white spots...
(Mi Ribeiro: "Under the Steep Shore" " "Selected Short Stories from Latin America" ??page 258)
The valleys everywhere are filled with a long and lingering mist. The mist quietly walks up the mountain alone, like an evil spirit looking for a resting place but cannot find it. The sticky and cold cold fog slowly drifted in, and it was obvious that the waves were rising and falling, chasing each other like waves on a dangerous sea. The density of the fog blocked the lights on the car, and nothing could be seen except the twitching of the fog within a few yards. The turbid breath of the tired horses mixed into the fog, as if it was all caused by They caused it.
(English Dickens: "A Tale of Two Cities" page 6)
Arriving at Sloan Street Station, the fog became thicker. It was just a quiet and dense blur. Many men were groping in and out of it. There were only a few women. They all pressed the mesh bags in their hands tightly to their chests and blocked their mouths with handkerchiefs. The faint shadow of the carriage disappeared and disappeared. Now, the coachman sat high up on it, like a strange tumor. Surrounding the strange tumor was a circle of faint lights, as if they were submerged by moisture before they could reach the sidewalk. They were released from these carriages. The residents are like rabbits, each crawling into his own nest.
(Ingallsworthy: "The Man of Property", Part 1 of "The Forsytes", p. 312
"The River in the Mist"
< p> What a great Yangtze River! It connects Min and E to the west, controls Sanwu to the south, and brings together hundreds of rivers and flows into the sea. It has been spreading waves for thousands of years, reaching as far as Ruolong Bo and Hairuo. Nine centipedes, ghosts and monsters, are gathered together. They are where ghosts and gods rely, and where heroes fight. The yin and yang are both chaotic, and the sky is full of colors. Suddenly there is a heavy fog. But you can't see it, only the golden drum can be heard. At first it is like a mist, and then the leopard in the south mountain is hidden; gradually it becomes full, and it is like the Kun in the North Sea. The salamander rises out of the water and leaps into the waves, and the dragon dives into the abyss and exhales. It is also like the rain of plum rain, which makes the spring cold. , they all sank into the ravine; the fishing boat disappeared in the waves. The sky was dark, and the morning sun was dim; the day turned to yellow, and the water of Dan Mountain turned green. Even though Yu was wise, he could not fathom its shallowness and depth; Li Lou was bright. , how can we tell how close it is? So Feng Yi calmed down the waves and stopped. The fish and turtles fled, and the birds and beasts disappeared. The Penglai Island was surrounded by darkness, like a sudden rain. , If the desire of the cold cloud is the same, it can hide poisonous snakes and cause miasma; it can bring disasters to the world due to the evil spirits contained in it, and it can bring disasters to the people outside the Great Wall. Watch with emotion. Gai will return to the primitive world, and the world will become a big piece.