The clouds outside the window are white.
It's like riding a fog
Getting carried away is really depressing.
There are no fairies in the sky
Poetry 2: rime limerick
Walking the dog, I can't see the dog,
With a dog leash in his hand,
I saw the rope missing my hand,
I won't leave until the dog barks.
Poetry 3: rime limerick
The air is bad and the sky is foggy.
Looking for her in the fog but nowhere to be found.
I can't see her as soon as I listen.
At sunrise on Monday,
Tuesday and Sunday are in the middle of the day.
Most afraid of the remaining five days,
I haven't seen it all day
Poetry 4: rime limerick
The mountains are colorless from a distance,
Listen to the sound of water,
Spring is gone and the flowers are still there.
I just can't see clearly.
Poetry 5: rime limerick
Mist blocked the sun from seeing the sky,
Air pollution imprisons the earth.
Whether you are poor or rich,
Don't smoke if you have the guts.
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