I like bent brook, like bright and clear moon, like fiery sun …… but the mist that I prefer dimly discernible.
我喜欢弯曲的小河，喜欢皎洁的月亮，喜欢火红的太阳……但我更喜欢缥缈的薄雾。
Deep autumn early morning, I push a window, it is a hazy world at the moment, that thick Bai Wu resembles a cup of ivory milk. The sun resembles a bashful girl, hide in cloud. In the park, floret small grass is absorbing the nutrition that nature gives, the woods of far appears very verdant in the pride of the morning dancing, blast is blown, flower is in waving a body, the leaf on the tree is playing music as wind, the cry of ” of Da of tick of car “ Di is this show accompany.
深秋的清晨，我推开窗，眼前就是一个朦朦胧胧的世界，那浓浓的白雾就像一杯乳白色的牛奶。太阳像个害羞的小姑娘，躲在云彩中。公园里，小花小草在吸收大自然给予的营养，远处的树林在晨雾里显得十分苍翠婆娑，一阵风吹来，花朵在舞动着身子，树上的叶子在随着风演奏着乐曲，汽车“嘀嘀嗒嗒”的叫声就是这场演出的伴奏。
Mist is some weaker, be like thin thin white gauze. Indistinct can see a few people, the car advances in ” of “ white gauze, look so that see a little while, lose sight of a little while, to people a kind of huge feels mysteriously. In the park, people some is in composition / take a walk, some is in ran, they hear the fragrance that hears flower a little while, sit on couch to chat a little while, experience the couch that I take the breathing …… with clear nature in roadside to go up a little while, look at the crowd of come and go, seem to watching leather-silhouette show. Before as the lofty house like giant, there also is a small pointed tip only now.
雾淡了些，似薄薄的白纱。隐隐约约能看见一些人，车在“白纱”中行进，一会儿看得见，一会儿看不见，给人们一种极大的神秘感。公园里，人们有的在作文/散步，有的在跑步，他们一会儿闻闻花朵的芬芳，一会儿坐在长椅上聊天，一会儿感受大自然真切的呼吸……我坐在路边的长椅上，看着来来往往的人群，好像在看皮影戏。之前如同巨人般高大的屋子，现在也只有个小尖尖了。
The sun came out, in mist shining white, a golden, be like the picture of alternate with of a platinum. The object showed real features gradually, seem " on the west travel notes " the beautiful fruit hill in.
太阳出来了，雾中一片白花花的，又金灿灿的一片，好像一块白金相间的画。物体渐渐露出了真面目，好像《西游记》里的花果山。
When me in mist of place oneself Yu Chen, I feel how the world is secret, but discover when me the pride of the morning disappears, I feel again what to lose it seems that. The pride of the morning is so peaceful, give people the sense of a kind of dream.
当我置身于晨雾之中，我觉得世界多么神秘，但当我发现晨雾消失了，我又感觉似乎失去了什么。晨雾是那么恬静，给人们一种梦幻的感觉。
Mist drops off gradually, the sun shows cheek to looking at us, and mist already disappeared however into thin air.
雾渐渐散去，太阳露出脸蛋望着我们，而雾却已消失得无影无踪。