1, milky white fog, in the valley, slowly overflowed on the hillside, scattered into soft gauze, fluttering and spreading, covering the whole mountain village.
2. The morning mist is like ivory gauze, dreamlike and poetic. I can't swing it, tear it, and cut it, blocking my view and making people feel high.
3, rime flow field, sky and clouds and mountains and water, white up and down. The shadow of the lake, only a trace of a long beach, a little outline of the lake, and my boat, two or three boat people on board.
4. The rime is as thick as sorghum head. Seeing such a good fog will definitely make you smile. The reason why rime can be called a wonderful flower in the northern landscape is because it needs a unique environment.
Driving in the mountains is like boating in a foggy river. The pines on both sides can't stop. As soon as the canoe turned a corner, it had already passed Chung Shan Man. Looking back, I can't see the fog. I can't see that fog ever stayed here. All over the mountains and plains are milky white fog, so deep, so thick, surging and rolling, engulfing everything in the mountains.
6. The gray fog enveloped the city, everything was decorated with a layer of white, and the trees and wires looked furry.
7. The cold river is foggy, the weather is freezing, and the trees are loose in Dieyun. Last night, I released thousands of rays. Who cut a sunny piece of snow? The ice feather is crystal clear, and Huang Shang is gentle and graceful, wanting to dance cold. Who do you want to make an appointment with?
8. Looking along the bank of the Songhua River, the pine willow frost hangs snow waves, which is very spectacular, such as flowers wrapped in silver, very spectacular. This is what people call the "fog pine" spectacle.
9. If the snow in winter is a poem written by God to the world, then rime must be a painting written for poetry.
10, the car drove into the gate of Cuihua Mountain, and even the snow was hard to see. Everyone is disappointed. When we arrived at the ski resort, we saw the branches and grass covered with frost. When I got off the bus, a small snow particle hit my face, and the hillside on the ground was white. Everyone can't believe their eyes. Ink and painting are everywhere. Walking to the ski resort, the tall Santa Claus is lifelike, and several snow machines are making snow. The scene is spectacular.