Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The sky is foggy and the morning is foggy. The Milky Way is turning, and Qian Fan is drifting like a shuttle.
2, the autumn city is foggy, and the Ministry comes out in the early morning. -From the Tang Dynasty: Wei's Lingwu Xing
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The fog in the city is heavy in autumn, so you should prevent fog when you go out in the morning.
3. White fog buried the valley, Danxia helped Guang Xiao. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li Longji's "Taihang Mountain Words and deeds"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: white fog permeates the ravine, and the morning glow lights up the light on the horizon.
4. The sunset glow rises from the grass and the twilight fills the house. -From the Tang Dynasty: Autumn is the Eye by Li Shimin.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The morning sky is foggy, and there is a dark and hazy sky everywhere.
5. The moon is cold and foggy, and Shen Sihao is in Tongchuan. —— From the Tang Dynasty: Li Yi's "Sitting in the Water Pavilion at Night and Giving Dawn Fog"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: At dawn when the moon sets, a cold fog appears, and the vast meditation is full of mountains and rivers.
2. Poems describing mist walking on the beach
Qin Guan
The fog is gone, the moon is gone, and Taoyuan is nowhere to be found.
The lonely pavilion closes the moon in Joan Hinton, and the cuckoo sounds in the setting sun.
Plum blossoms are sent by mail, and fish live long. This hatred has no weight.
Chen Qiang was lucky enough to go to Chen Shan. Who did he go to Xiaoxiang for?
fog
-Don Liqiao
Cao Gong was fascinated by Chu Ze, and Han Emperor went out of Pingcheng.
Zhuolu demon is quiet, Dan Shan Ji Ming.
The smoke flew a little heavy, but the rain was still light.
If you enter the non-bear constellation, you would rather think of the mysterious leopard.
Chanting fog
-Don Dong Sigong
The silence of Cangshan is dusk, and the green view will sink.
Finally, in martial arts, leopards hide in the morning and monkeys sing at night.
The weather is very cold and the scenery is very dark.
Go to Huayin if you want to visit the supermarket.
Chanting fog
-Tang Su Weidao
The caves and valleys are densely covered, and the distance is flat.
At first glance, it looks like a dragon sword, but it is also suspected of reflecting a mirage.
The rain is dense in the forest, and the smoke is drifting.
Gong went up the ladder and finally swam out of Yanfu.
Clear blue fog in the distant mountains
Don Li Shimin
The residual clouds gather in the green ridge, and the evening mist is all day long.
All green, and half red.
Just like the first month, the wind is very strong.
Also because of Sanli, the crown is far from the same.
Fu Dehua Wu Ting
Don Li Shimin
The blue sky has smoked the palace, and the new core is half makeup.
The color is light and foggy, and the fragrance attracts the wind.
The trees are thick and comfortable, and the flowers are thin and red.
It seems to be hidden when it rains.
Sitting in the water pavilion at night is endowed with mist.
-Tang
When the moon sets and the fog rises, Shen Sihao can cross the river.
Birds are singing and trees are scattered, and mountains are pale.
Desert sand is on the road, in the fields.
It is better to rely on trees in the distance and be poor intermittently.
Lingwuxing
-Don Wei Wu Ying
It is foggy in autumn and comes out in the morning.
The vastness of the sky and sky dissolved the mystery of the day.
Look at these white sideburns and look at these clothes.
If you don't know how to ride, you will lose all the trees in the suburbs.
When I sneeze carelessly, my skin gets cold.
You should have a drink. You can use it.
3. What are the sentences that describe the atmosphere when the morning fog is filled? 1. Outside the window are dense branches and leaves, thick green and very pleasant. One meter of sunlight shone into the window and lit up my cheeks. Every morning is colorful, like an immortal legend.
2. A gentle mist rises by the river, and the mountains are covered with a soft milky white. The color of white fog makes everything hazy and psychedelic.
3. The gray-blue dome starts from the top of the head and gradually fades into a faint smoke bordering the horizon.
4. The air is cold, rowing a boat, slowly crossing the ocean of memory, forgetting the time, but remembering the past.
5. The scorching sun is like fire, and the earth is like a steamer, so hot that people can't breathe.
6. It's bright in June. When I wake up in the morning, I feel that everything is silent and the sound of nature is light. As soon as the sun comes out, all the flowers and plants in the community are dewdrops, and full of green looks full of vitality in the sun. Looking up at the sky, large clouds.
7. In the morning, every time I wake up, I always hear the clear cry of cicadas on the branches. Walking out of the gate, I saw the wet yard after the rain and some grass beside the flower bed. Oh, and the raindrops that didn't dry last night.
8. In the morning, everything is silent, the sky is bright, the night is about to disappear, and the dawn slowly awakens the sleeping creatures.
9. In the morning, I got up lazily, opened my sleepy eyes and saw a leaf floating on the windowsill in the distance. The morning dew on the leaves, the water is bright and crystal clear, and there are bursts of birds singing outside the window.
10, in the morning, the street is quiet. When the first ray of morning light came in through the mist, the small street ushered in a warm morning. At this time, everything in the small street was shrouded in the soft morning light, and the willows on the roadside hung their heads and took a gentle bath in the morning light. Tall poplars spread their arms like strong young people; The wet grass gives off a faint green color. What a beautiful summer morning. After beginning of winter, the weather became cold. With the cold wind blowing, the yellow leaves fell into the arms of Mother Earth. The mountains in the distance have lost a lot of weight, the grass nearby has withered, and the branches are like naked puppets, twisting their bodies mechanically, as if to say goodbye to yesterday. Everywhere in the depression, everywhere in the yellow, which caused me infinite melancholy.
1 1. As soon as the sun came out, the image on the ground caught fire.
12, the weather is so hot that it seems that a little spark will cause an explosion.
13, warm sunshine through the window, birds singing happily in the branches, and the river rushing.
14, in the morning, some unknown birds stood on the swaying reed pole, holding their heads high and shaking their wings, competing to show off their moving voices. Their sweet songs are like flowing clouds, running on the green reed waves; Wandering in the fresh and humid air, the lingering sound is as small as the breeze. The pink lotus is swaying and has just dropped its petals. The fragrance is overflowing, and many red-winged blue-headed dragonflies fly around and stop on it, always reluctant to leave.
15, the silver dawn is gradually reddish brown, and the morning glow is reflected on the windows of thousands of households.
4. A complete set of sentences describing mist is 1. The morning mist is like light smoke.
Like a cloud. Like a thin white gauze.
Is illusory. Sometimes, like naughty children, they run from the mountain to the foot, sometimes they get into the dense forest, and the sun disappears as soon as it comes out.
When I got up in the morning, I was fascinated by the scenery outside the window. Under the fog, the whole city was covered with a white veil, and his true face could not be seen clearly.
Several huge buildings are looming, and the distant peaks are blurred in the fog, so mysterious that they seem to hide huge secrets. 3. Suddenly, there was a sound of "fog, fog ……" I raised my eyes and saw a cloud floating up from the foot of the mountain.
A thin layer of light sand is woven like a cloud, covering the sky and the sun, covering the water around the mountains, leaving only a gray. Clouds are still piling up layer by layer, getting thicker and thicker, and finally merging into a sea of clouds.
Lushan Mountain became an isolated island at sea. The cloud has become a running horse, a gentle shepherd, and a fierce dragon ... it is really varied and changeable.
This is the famous Lushan cloud, and I seem to be in a fairyland. 4. There is a veil of fog in front of my eyes, one by one, like smoke and dust ... I reached for it, ha, I caught it! When I opened my hand and looked carefully, it had slipped through my fingers, and it was everywhere in the air, which puzzled me.
What a lovely fog! Just like a clever makeup artist, she dyed the black hair on my forehead into strands of silver, and the upper and lower eyelashes were covered with small crystal flowers. I closed my eyes for a while and then opened them. I just feel that my eyes are moist, a little cold and very comfortable! I was walking on a field road, and the fog brushed my cheek. My body was surrounded, but I was not bound at all.
It's amazing! Looking ahead, it seems that there is a wall blocking the line of sight in front of you, and you can't see the different scenery between the road ahead and the roadside. I held out my hand, only to feel a cold invisible wall blocking my progress. I slowed down for fear of stepping on the air and falling to the ground.
I want to stay. The road ahead seems endless, but it seems that it won't take long to penetrate.
Looking back, it's still the same, as if there were no traces left. 6. The fog in Shuangfeng Mountain is beautiful.
She is like a classical girl, gently shaking a wisp of plain scroll, attracting tourists' obsession. This kind of beauty is simply incomparable. I don't know whether the morning fog holds up the twin peaks or the twin peaks keep the morning fog. In a word, mountains and fog are inseparable.
Walking in the morning fog, everything is pleasing to the eye. 7. In the street, there are thick fog and foggy sea everywhere.
On the way to school, I found that heaven and earth seemed to be shrouded in a huge fog curtain, and everywhere was wet. People come and go in the street, cars fly by nearby, and the distance is like a foggy world. Time is moving slowly, and the fog is changing slowly.
8. The beautiful morning mist is like Dashan's daughter, kissing her mother's cheek. As if she had been cared for by her mother, she returned the beauty of mobility to the tourists.
When you indulge in her charm, a red sun rises unconsciously. At this moment, the sun seems to be like a big yellow apple, showing people a more exotic charm.
9. Fog covers the whole land, just like a fairyland. There were waves of sweet car bells on the road, but there was no car in sight, as if everyone was wearing invisibility cloaks. The lights on in the distance decorate the morning mist with orange flowers, making it more beautiful and mysterious. The fog rises, rolls, gathers and dissipates. I'm afraid this beautiful scenery is related. 10. The fog is ever changing. It changes, disperses, gathers, rises and rolls forward all the time.
I'm afraid even the most talented painter can't describe its unpredictable species! The fog changes from time to time, blocking my view. I don't know what is ahead and what is ahead. All I know is to move forward step by step and go to the front.
I can't help feeling that life is just like this! Only by doing everything well step by step can you succeed. 1 1, the vast fog spread everywhere, like clouds, woven into thin layers of gauze, covering the sky, covering the ground, surrounding the house, covering the trees, and everything in front of us only showed a gray outline.
People seem to be lifted up and suspended in mid-air, just like entering a fairyland, producing a mysterious feeling. Students can only hear the sound when they pass by, and they can only see clearly when they get closer ... 12, the road is white.
The trees in the tall pagoda are covered with a layer of white gauze, and only the outline can be seen from something more than ten meters away. Cars that used to drive very fast, today they crawl feebly with anti-fog lights on, and honk their horns from time to time for fear of meeting passers-by.
My mother and I also drove in the foggy sea for a long time, as if we were in a fairyland. 13. When you get up in the morning and go out, it's all white. It doesn't matter whether it's a day or not. It seems that several layers of gauze curtains have been pulled.
Light, delicate, greasy, painted with water, people in the wooden house are floating around, like fairyland and maze, which is confusing. Everything is wrapped in white fog.
14, suddenly, a faint mist came, as if dreaming beside me. The morning mist is like a milky gauze, like a dream. I can't shake it, I can't tear it, I can't stop chopping it, which blocks my sight, makes people feel that I am outside the cloud nine and beautiful as a gauze, which makes me indulge in this picturesque, and the fog disappears unconsciously. 15, the heavens and the earth are shrouded in white fog, and the flowers and trees nearby and the houses on the mountains in the distance are hidden in dense fog.
Pedestrians on the road come and go, and sometimes they can only hear their messy and intermittent footsteps. Only when they are close can they see their faces clearly. When they turned to look again, their backs seemed to enter the illusory "fairyland" ... 16, walking on the wide road, ah! It's like a beautiful girl knitting one for the earth in a hurry.
5. The ancient poems describing "fog in the mountains" What ancient poems describe "fog in the mountains" are: Tang's "Water Pavilion with a Night Fog", the moon is cold and foggy, and Shen Sihao is familiar with Sichuan.
Birds are singing and trees are scattered, and mountains are pale. Desert sand is on the road, in the fields.
It is better to rely on trees in the distance and be poor intermittently. Tang Wei Wu Ying's Travels of Lingwu is foggy in autumn and comes out in the morning.
The vastness of the sky and sky dissolved the mystery of the day. Look at these white sideburns and look at these clothes.
If you don't know how to ride, you will lose all the trees in the suburbs. When I sneeze carelessly, my skin gets cold.
You should have a drink. You can use it. Tang Li Longji's "Morning Records of Taihang Mountain" Qinghe Yang, condensed Taihang Mountain.
The fire dragon follows the bird's path, and the iron horse rides around the sheep's intestines. White fog buried in ravines, Danxia helped Guang Xiao.
The spring contains ice water, and the mountain wood is covered with frost. Wild old hair is a house, firewood man is a petticoat.
Feng Xuan asked Ai and urged him to cultivate mulberry trees. Cool morality shames sages, and admires former emperors.
If it is not for today's exhibition of righteousness, why take the court? Dong Tang Sigong's Ode to Fog: Cangshan is silent, and the green view will sink.
Finally, in martial arts, leopards hide in the morning and monkeys sing at night. The weather is very cold and the scenery is very dark.
Go to Huayin if you want to visit the supermarket. Tang Ye's "Bodhisattva Man" flutters under three peaks, and the autumn wind is often comparable.
Heartbroken memory fairy palace, hazy smoke.
6. The poem 1 describes fog, but when she turned her face, looked down at the earth and tried to see the capital clearly, there was only fog and dust. -Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
Looking at the world from fairyland, we can only see the vast dust and fog, but we can't see Chang 'an haunted by dreams.
2. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang is infinite. -Tang Zhang Xuruo's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"
The slanting moon slowly sinks and hides in the sea fog, and the distance between Jieshi and Xiaoxiang is infinitely far away.
3. How deep the courtyard is, the cloud window and fog pavilion are in late spring. -Song Liqing according to "Linjiang Xianmei"
The courtyard is deep. How deep is it? Clouds are thin and fog is high, and spring is always late.
4, the fog is thick and cloudy, and it lasts forever. -Song Liqingzhao's "Drunken Flower Yin, Fog and Thick Clouds, Never Worry"
The fog is diffuse, the clouds are thick, the days are gloomy and boring, and the borneol shines in the golden beast incense burner.
5. The sky meets the clouds, and the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance. -Song Liqing took photos of "The Pride of the Fisherman"
Water and sky meet, morning fog and clouds wave. The milky way turns, just like countless ships waving sails.
6, the east wind is full of worship, and the fragrant fog turns to the corridor. -Su Song Shi's "Haitang"
The east wind is warm and the spring scenery is stronger. The fragrance of flowers melted in the hazy fog, and the moon had moved over the cloister in the courtyard.
7. The poem about fog in Ai Qing's poetry collection is Ai Qing's poem "Blue Pond", the original text:
Blue pond,
Grass covered with horse hair;
Transparent bottom,
Reflecting the flowing white clouds
Calm and clear
As if meditating on time series.
The girl in blue,
Sitting on the vilen in the morning.
Be careful-
Footsteps and hooves stirred the mist.
A chestnut red horse
Jumped at you
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This poem has three verses, and it has a good grasp of color.
The first part is "blue pond, covered with horsehair;" The transparent bottom reflects the flowing white clouds ... "The colors are composed of blue, green and white. The blue pond, brown-green horsehair grass and white clouds in the sky form a painting with flowing lines, showing a beautiful and quiet pond image. It can be seen that Ai Qing is very sensitive to light colors.
The second section, "Sitting in a white girl who is calm and clear ... is like going to Yuanye laughing in the morning because of time sequence. It is compared to a girl in blue. The picture is bright and poetic, and it is a static picture with melancholy color.
In the third quarter, "Be careful-a chestnut red horse, its hooves are flapping at you in the fog ..." The picture turned another corner, and a dynamic image appeared in the quiet picture, flashing an intriguing chestnut red horse coming at you. The poet not only accurately grasped the characteristics of the combination moment of natural pictures, but also put forward the opposite concept to Zhu Guangqian's "poetry is quiet" in this poem, emphasizing a sense of movement and the times.
For reference.
8. The poem about fog in Ai Qing's poetry collection is Ai Qing's poem Blue Pond. The blue pond is covered with horsehair grass; The transparent bottom, reflecting the flowing white clouds, is calm and clear, sitting on the Yuan Ye in the early morning like a girl in blue who is meditating because of the time sequence.
Be careful-your feet and hooves are shaking in the fog. A chestnut red horse is coming at you. 1March 940 This poem has three sections and has a good grasp of color. The first part is "blue pond, covered with horsehair;" The transparent bottom reflects the flowing white clouds ... "The colors are composed of blue, green and white. The blue pond, brown-green horsehair grass and white clouds in the sky form a painting with flowing lines, showing a beautiful and quiet pond image. It can be seen that Ai Qing is very sensitive to light colors.
The second section, "Sitting in a white girl who is calm and clear ... is like going to Yuanye laughing in the morning because of time sequence. It is compared to a girl in blue. The picture is bright and poetic, and it is a static picture with melancholy color.
In the third quarter, "Be careful-a chestnut red horse, its hooves are flapping at you in the fog ..." The picture turned another corner, and a dynamic image appeared in the quiet picture, flashing an intriguing chestnut red horse coming at you. The poet not only accurately grasped the characteristics of the combination moment of natural pictures, but also put forward the opposite concept to Zhu Guangqian's "poetry is quiet" in this poem, emphasizing a sense of movement and the times.
For reference.