The mood sentence of misty poetry is very short. Mist hangs over the lush green fields, reflecting the green mountains and green waters, and the quiet village seems to have a mysterious atmosphere of fog. The horizon gradually darkened, the village lights lit up, and a ray of light shone through the thick fog, illuminating the village. The fog keeps spreading, and there seems to be an unspeakable poetry between the hazy water waves.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the whole village is shrouded in fog. Lightning flashed in the sky and the fog dyed the night sky red, casting a mysterious color on the whole village. A wisp of light smoke floated slowly from a distance, accompanied by a faint tea fragrance, which made people relaxed and happy. They stepped on reeds under their feet, and their hearts were filled with their fragrance.
Suddenly, there were ripples under my feet. When I looked up gently, I saw a starry night sky. The moon also rises slowly, shining a beautiful scenery in the middle of the village. The misty scenery is refreshing.
Frogs can be heard from time to time in the middle of the night, like lyric music at the foot of the mountain. With the busy sound of the village in the middle of the night, there is an unspeakable warmth. In the morning, the sun is shining and the scenery in the village is so beautiful. Green trees are lush, clear water is gurgling, and a green field is shrouded in fog, reflecting a quiet pastoral picture.
When the fog clears, the drizzle falls gently, accompanied by a fresh breath, just like a hug from nature. The distant blue mountains, green waters and the warmth of villages have attracted people all over the world to a hazy poetic picture.
A village with mysterious fog, an idyllic picture scroll, fragrant fog, quiet landscape and green fields, coupled with beautiful frogs and fresh drizzle at the foot of the mountain, are so poetic and breathtaking.
Fog fills the air and the sentence is short.
Mist hangs over the lush green fields, setting off the green mountains and green waters. The quiet village seems to have a mysterious atmosphere of fog.
The horizon gradually darkened, the village lights lit up, and a ray of light shone through the thick fog, illuminating the village. The fog keeps spreading, and there seems to be an unspeakable poetry between the hazy water waves.
The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the whole village is shrouded in fog. Lightning flashed in the sky and the fog dyed the night sky red, casting a mysterious color on the whole village.
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A wisp of light smoke wafted slowly from a distance, accompanied by a faint fragrance of tea, which made people relaxed and happy. They stepped on reeds under their feet, and their hearts were filled with their fragrance.
Suddenly, there were ripples under my feet. When I looked up gently, I saw a starry night sky. The moon also rises slowly, shining a beautiful scenery in the middle of the village. The misty scenery is refreshing.
There are thin clouds in the sky and fog in the mountains. Gray elephants are shrouded in a layer of smoke, and the mountains in the smoke have a fairy smell, but people always can't see sparrows. Smoke fills the air, but when you hear the bell, you can hear that there are temples in the mountains, and people are born with Buddha's thoughts. It's just that it's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan, and you can't ask for Buddha.
I haven't run outside for a long time, but there are a few clear birds singing in my ear. The sky is covered with layers of mist, and the hazy morning scene is lingering. The lines you see are very similar to an elegant ink painting.
In the early morning of late autumn, autumn scenery outside the window is charming and melancholy. In the baptism of a night of autumn rain, everything is moist and fresh. A fog, like a dream, like a veil, wrapped around my sad heart.