fog

This morning, there was a heavy fog. The fog changed from light to thick, and from thick to no, but the scenery was so beautiful. After I went out, I felt as if I had entered a fairyland. I looked into the sky, as if I was the captain of the canopy in the Temple of Heaven, wearing a battle armor and leisurely, proud and proud. In a short while, I "walked" out of the fantasy realm. The things in the fog are even more interesting. In the past, the graceful appearance of Willow’s graceful appearance suddenly became embarrassing, as if wearing a milky coat, it was very beautiful. There is only one frame in the house. What is in the middle is not visible at all, as if it was applied by the legendary Jigong Temple of Lingyin Temple. Moreover, the house seems to be in the air, and like the hanging temple in Datong, Shanxi, guarding its hometown on the edge of the cliff. I can't see anyone who looks at the opposite side, just blurryly seeing a personal shadow flashing.

After a while, the fog became pale, and it was felt that everything was quiet and immersed in the faint mist of milky white. The fog, light, as if the person and the person, the object and the thing are separated by a layer of soft veil, but there is nothing to touch. Yes,

After a while, the fog was gone, but its fascinating scene was not "scattered", deeply imprinted in my heart, making me crazy. Ah, fog, I praise you.

Dongchang Road National Primary 6: Shen Jilong