How to describe the fog image, like urgent!!!!! , the beginning of the first year essay to write fog

As dreamy as in a dream, as mysterious as a veil, the fog always gives a sense of unreality, haze. Like a thin rain falling on the surface of the river, like a gentle spring breeze blowing on the face, the fog always brings a sense of moisturizing and silent to the sense of touch.

The composition can focus on these two points below. One is to write fog visually, and the other is to write fog tactile sense.

On the way to school, I was surprised to find that the fog not only filled the whole street, but also seemed to want to swallow the whole land. The thick fog is like a naughty child, sometimes covering the trees and houses a few meters away, so that people can't see anything, and sometimes it spreads out to make the scenery around me loom over. From the depths of the fog, from time to time, there were chaotic horns and human voices, as if by magic, and cars, bicycles, and people kept "changing" out of the fog.

The mist sprinkled on the hair and eyelashes, forming small droplets and dripping down.

During recess, the fog thinned, white, faded, the red ridge was faintly exposed, and the shadow of the mountain in the distance was hazy. A breeze blew, and the white gauze-like mist fluttered softly, flowing slowly, hanging from trees, hiding in the grass, and circling among classmates ......

At some point, a ray of sunlight sneaked through the fog curtain and shone on the earth. The fog, from white to orange, and then from orange to golden red, the fog drifted away silently, and after a while, disappeared without a trace......

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Fog is a sometimes obedient, sometimes mischievous child. No one could see what it looked like, and no one could guess what was going on in its mind.

On Monday morning, as usual, we held a flag-raising ceremony in the small school playground. At first, the fog was faint and thin. Before you know it, the fog has thickened.

The entire campus and buildings seem to be draped in a white veil, as if she is a shy bride who does not want to be seen by others. A light breeze blew, the white veil fluttered in the wind, and the fog became able to sing and dance again. I wanted to admire its dance, but I couldn't see it clearly.

Because there seems to be a layer of frosted glass in front of me, it is blurry. The fog seemed to be playing hide and seek with me, catching, not being able to catch it; smells, but there is no taste; Look, but I can't see clearly.

There was still some time before class, and I was looking through the glass windows to see the campus"Wonderland"。Looking down, there are several"Immortals"I'm taking a walk. Ethereal, like a fairy. I was in a trance, I poked forward, hit the glass, and my nose hurt a lot!

School was out at noon, and Fog went home for dinner. As soon as it walked, the whole street became clear.

In the afternoon, the fog came again, and this time it surrounded the campus solidly. The whole campus is like a mirage, and students are walking in a fairyland.

In the evening, the fog reluctantly dispersed. To be honest, I'm a little reluctant to do so.

When the fog clears, will it go to **? I don't know, and neither do you.

Fog This morning, my dad took me to school. As soon as I went out, I was greeted by a cold and humid air. Ah, it's foggy.

A thick fog filled the heavens and the earth, as if a very thick and wide curtain had fallen from the sky. My view was obscured by the fog, as if it was only as big as it was in front of me in the space. We sat in the car, and the fog got through the windows and swirled around people, under their feet.

The trees on the side of the road could only be seen as a dark shadow.

At this time, a strange imagination suddenly appeared in my mind. Look, isn't this cloud-filled scene just like the ethereal heavenly palace mentioned in "Journey to the West"? The trees in the distance are more like the peach orchard of the Queen Mother.

Aren't we navigating through the clouds and fog? If you go to find the nine fairies, Moon Palace Chang'e, I don't know if you can find it? Again, the car we were riding in was like a ship sailing in the vast sea, cutting through the wind and waves, and marching bravely towards the destination.

The clouds are flowing, receding. After a while, the fog gradually turned into a thin veil of light, and the tall buildings and big trees in the distance were faintly visible, and the trees in the vicinity could distinguish the branches, and the wet and yellow leaves on the branches seemed to have vitality after being watered by this nectar. The vast fog and the looming trees and buildings form an unpredictable watercolor painting of nature.

The sun came out, the fog quietly receded, and my eyes suddenly brightened. The car increased its horsepower and went faster. We breathe in the foggy air, and feel very cool.