Five miles float long, three mornings are dark, and the sky is far away
It's pleasant to pass by, but it looks like smoke.
The scattered door curtains are still dense, and the broken buildings are even more suspicious.
Thinking that anything can make the clouds go away.
2. Poetry on the Fog [Northern and Southern Dynasties] Xiao Yi was born in the fog in the early morning and the dark city in Wuli.
From the wind to the rain in Mao Mao, the reflected sunlight is like swimming dust.
At first glance, the smoke is as good as new.
You might as well sing a tree bird song and cover the flower pickers from time to time.
3. Fog [Tang Dynasty] Li Qiao Zuo Zongtang was fascinated by Chu Ze, and Han Di 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.
4, poisonous fog [Ming] lazy fog can never afford, the night is the same.
Jianglian religion is suffocating, and there are no tigers or wolves in the wild.
It rains when it gets dark for a long time, just wait for the wind to come.
Nanshan has been exhausted, leaving two or three peaks.
5, fog [Ming Dynasty] Chen Bangyan cold snow, endless fog.
Staring into the distance, I feel vertical and horizontal.
The mountains are hidden in the sound of Peng Lang, and the rivers sound like stones.
I've been worried about hooligans for a long time. I urged the morning sign.
6, fog [modern] Xu Jiaxing winter, Guling Road, Yu Jia.
Build a small building around the stove in the east, and relatives will meet soon.
Suddenly, the children screamed when the window was opened.
Smoke clouds are cold and empty, floating like Xiabu.
Tao is a neighbor's fire, so he came back to stay with Lu.
I was surprised and confused about the accumulated salary.
The servants were stunned when the clothes shook out of the backyard.
Wu Ji was stunned in the west, and her childish child was in the east.
People in the village rushed to tell, and the deep alley was crowded.
Looking into the distance like an eagle stork, the first place to explore is the concern of wolves.
There is a vacant room next door, and the night is dim.
Once upon a time, the domain penetrated my cave, and now it is still a hole rabbit.
Almost effective, stealing treasures while in chaos.
Long ladder on the shoulder, rising or attached with ants.
Big cable can't be a thief, but I suddenly realized.
It's not smoke, but it's cold.
God is cunning, but he is foggy.
The empty lane is covered with white clouds and the Yushu is hazy.
The towering pavilion is misty, and the Hengjiang River is suspicious of the white dew.
The fog was accidental, and Hunaipu was frightened.
7. Rime [Qing Dynasty] The wind and cold fog in Song Zhao made silver sand and covered the trees.
God knows I'm too quiet, so I'll open pear blossoms in advance.
Pear blossoms are endless and should be a beautiful game.
The east gradually sees the rising sun, but it also turns into a light cloud.
8, fog [modern] orchid steamed into fog, fog turned cold.
The eaves flowers fall in the clouds and the garden leaves fall in the rain.
The vegetation shed new tears, and the mountains and rivers lost their old views.
Where is my hometown? I cannot ask for peace.