Beautiful sentences describing fog

Introduction: Thick fog filled the space between heaven and earth, as if a very thick and very wide curtain fell from the sky. Let’s take a look at the beautiful sentences describing the fog that I have compiled for you below.

Sentences describing the beauty of fog 1

1. On the ten-mile long embankment by the Songhua River, the branches are covered with white and crystal-clear frost flowers. Under the sunlight, they glow silver Twinkling, beautiful and moving, this is the wonder of Jilin rime.

2. Rime, commonly known as tree hanging, is a natural phenomenon similar to frost that can be seen in northern winter. It is a beautiful sight of ice and snow. It is the result of countless fog droplets in the fog that are below zero degrees Celsius but have not yet frozen, and continue to accumulate and freeze on branches and other objects with the wind. They appear as white opaque granular structure deposits.

3. When the car drove into the gate of Cuihua Mountain, it was hard to see even the snow, which made everyone very disappointed. When I was approaching the ski resort, I saw dry branches and grass covered with rime. When I got off the car, light snow particles hit my face. The mountainside on the ground is completely white. Everyone couldn't believe their eyes. There are ink paintings everywhere. When we walked to the ski resort, the tall Santa Claus seemed to be in his habit. Several snow machines were making snow, and the scene was spectacular.

4. Walking on the road and looking to the west, the sun is breaking through the snow and fog, gradually rising upwards. The white snow is mixed with a faint red, like the blush on the face of a fair-skinned girl. Feeling somewhat shy, after a while, the west side became brighter, and the snow-covered vegetation on the half-slope was sparkling and lovely.

5. The Jilin rime is a spectacle with various forms and unique charm, which attracts an endless stream of Chinese and foreign tourists to praise it. However, few people know the contribution rime has made to the natural environment and human health. Jilin's rime just caters to the very popular saying nowadays: "I am beautiful and I am healthy!" Whenever rime comes, the ten-mile long embankment along the Songhua River in the city "suddenly comes like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom", and willows bear silver flowers. , the pine trees bloom with silver chrysanthemums, bringing people into a picturesque fairyland.

6. Jilin rime is completely a masterpiece of nature. The creation between heaven and earth is a beautiful scenery given by God. It can only be generated when many conditions such as temperature, humidity, wind strength, and wind direction are suitable and reasonably matched, and these conditions are beyond the reach of any human being. The rime has wonderful scenery and is naturally carved. This is also the luck of the people of Jiangcheng in the north.

7. There is a "three-stage approach" to appreciating foggy pines in our local area, that is: watching the clouds and mist on the river in the evening, watching the hanging trees on both sides of the river in the morning, and watching the falling flowers everywhere in the afternoon. There is a popular proverb in our city: "Ten fogs and nine fogs" and "Ten fogs and nine fogs" are popular. That is to say, every time rime appears in winter, in the evening of the first day, the Songhua River, which never freezes all year round, will be filled with thick fog and warm currents will roll in. From a distance, it looks like a waterfall in Tianchi, spitting mist and clouds.

8. When the sun rises slowly, the fog on the Songhua River will gradually dissipate. At this time, the sky was clear and the rime was blooming in charming style, decorating both sides of the Songhua River with crystal clear colors. The various forms of rime left people with beautiful and unforgettable moments. In my hometown, everyone loves rime and is proud to have such beautiful scenery in their hometown.

9. The falling of foggy pine trees usually occurs around ten o’clock in the morning. "The strange flowers are dancing in the wind, and the gorgeous flowers are flying like snow." At this time, the soft and white rime turned into pieces of snowflakes, chasing, flying and scattering in a long way. It falls on people's heads, on people's faces, and also falls sweetly on people's hearts.

10. The Rime Fairy has completed beautiful creations again and again, and also welcomes the arrival of a new, vibrant spring.

11. Rime is completely opaque white. Rime is light and white, attached to tree objects, like silver flowers on trees, delicate and elegant. This is tree hanging (also known as snow hanging).

< p> 12. The rime is as thick as sorghum. Seeing such good rime will definitely make you smile.

17. In the frozen season, the vegetation withers and everything loses its vitality. However, the graceful willows with green branches and jade leaves, the green pines and cypresses with blooming silver chrysanthemums are in various forms, which makes people dizzy and forget to leave. Jilin rime is not only a feast for the eyes, but also can adsorb and deposit a large number of particles in the air that are harmful to human health to the earth, so it is called an air cleaner.

But I think what makes her more beautiful is that she can make people feel cleaner.

17. Rime comes floating in overnight; the sun rises and then leaves quietly. It comes at the right time and leaves at any time. It comes and goes without a trace. It is unpredictable and quite magical.

17. The rime is as thick as sorghum. Seeing such a nice rime will definitely make you smile. The reason why rime can be called a strange flower in the northern scenery is because its formation requires a unique environment.

16. Driving in the mountains is like boating on a foggy river. The pine waves on both sides can't stop whining. As soon as the boat turns, it has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains. Looking back, there is no fog coming. However, I can't see the fog lingering here. The mountains and valleys were filled with milky white mist, so deep and thick, surging and rolling, swallowing up everything in the mountains.

17. The rime among the branches is like white snowflakes, but who would have thought that it would go through changes a hundred times more complicated than snow when it steals into the world? Endure the harshness of the cold winter, endure the tenderness of the river, She can only be produced in two extremely harsh and contradictory conditions of sufficient low temperature and sufficient moisture, and slight changes in temperature and wind will have fatal effects on it.

18. Looking along the embankment of the Songhua River, the pines and willows are covered with frost and covered with snow waves, which is very spectacular. They are like blossoms of silver and rows of snow waves, which is very spectacular. This is the spectacle known as "Rime".

19. Gray fog enveloped the city, everything was decorated with a layer of white, and the trees and power lines looked fluffy.

20. The milky white fog overflows in the valley, slowly spreads up the hillside, and disperses into a soft gauze, floating and shrouding the entire mountain village. Sentences describing the beauty of fog Part 2

1. The river and the sky are the same color without dust, and there is a solitary moon in the bright sky.

2. The sky is clear and blue, the clouds are unstained, the distant mountains are covered with dark green, and the gentle breeze brings warmth.

3. The clear blue sky is cloudless, as clear as jasper.

4. The light blue sky is like a piece of clean velvet, trimmed with yellow gold.

5. The sky is clear, there is not a cloud in the sky, and the sun is making the noodles scalding hot.

6. The sky is like the plump wings of a big bird, filled with white feather-like floating clouds.

7. The sky is high and clean, and white clouds are floating gently, like white sails floating in the sea.

8. Golden clouds are scattered in the sky, getting thinner and thinner, as if they were washed hair.

9. The smooth blue sky is like a smooth sapphire, or a finely woven blue satin.

10. The sky is full of red clouds and the sea is full of golden waves. The red sun is like a furnace of boiling molten steel, spurting out with dazzling golden light.

11. Space is like a big book that is often opened. Whoever knows how to read will find it very interesting.

12. Green mountains, white clouds, and the chasing and playing forest birds form an excellent ink painting.

13. The sky is so blue, without even a trace of flocculation, as if all the colors have been filtered out, shining beautifully.

14. In the clear blue sky, the sun hung like a fireball. The clouds could not stand the scorching heat and quietly hid without a trace.

15. There are a few bright stars in the sky, a few clouds, and a full moon embedded in the blue sky like a jade plate.

16. The sky was as clear as a piece of blue paper, with a few thin white clouds floating slowly in the wind as if they had been melted by the sun.

17. There is a brilliant golden sun embedded in the blue sky, and a piece of white cloud floats in the clear sky like a solitary sail on the blue sea.

18. The air is crisp in autumn, the sky is like wiped spotless glass, the light clouds are as white as milk.

19. Many clouds fell low, covering the highest mountain tops, and seemed to cover them with a few pieces of light white sand.

20. The sky is as blue as a pool of sea water, and a few white clouds are scattered in the sky, like a wonderful old man's dream.

21. The sky changes a lot, and the sky is blue when it is clear. Sometimes the sky is dark, and sometimes the sky seems to be covered with snow-white clothes.

22. The sky was dyed blood red by the setting sun, the pink clouds were reflected on the flowing water, the entire river surface turned purple, and the horizon seemed to be on fire.

23. On a sunny day in early summer, the high blue sky wall was inlaid with marble-like clouds, and swallows happily broke through the silence of the sky.

24. A fish-maw-like pale white appeared in the east, and then gradually became brighter; the white color spread toward the sky like water, and for a while the whole sky became transparent and bright.

25. There are white snows with strange shapes on the beautiful sky. Cute little birds are always flying in the sky, chirping as if they are saying hello to the sky. Sentences describing the beauty of fog Part 3

1. A thin layer of milky white airflow like gauze, gently rippling on the wheat tops.

2. The thick gray fog filled the earth, as if it was hiding the mystery of the changes in nature.

3. The woods were covered with a layer of mist, as if they were floating.

4. Another burst of fog came, and the whole mountain was lonely again. The bright water curtain and the splashing waterfalls gradually disappeared, and behind the hazy dark color was the sound of high water. There were a few fog beads on my clothes, and the bell of Lao Na at the top of the mountain was getting louder and louder. Looking up at Jiuhua, what else can I do besides leaving a dream? Hold this winning feeling in your arms, wave your hands in the clouds, and feel the cool mist flowers between your fingers.

5. The fog in Lushan Mountain. Sometimes it’s like a curl of light smoke. Sometimes it rolls in like a vast expanse of waves, sometimes it is as light as a feather coat, and sometimes it is as solid as gray lead

6. The turbulent mist is like the spring tide of melting snow, curling up into the sky like the smoke from the incense burner. 椤

7. This morning, my father sent me to school. As soon as I stepped out, I was greeted by a blast of cool, moist air. Ah, it's foggy.

8. It was very foggy when we woke up early in the morning. The sky seemed to be wrapped in a thick veil. Objects meters away were hazy and seemed to be looming or far away. Because the fog was so heavy, the car had to crawl slowly like a snail on the road.

9. The turbulent mist rolls heavily from one place to another, rushing through the dark fields, like the spring tide of melting snow, or curling up into the sky, the thin blue spiraling, Like the smoke coming out of the incense burner.

10. People say that looking at the fog is like reading a poem. The fog not only colored my emotions, but also allowed me to read this small poem with lofty artistic conception and profound implications. I have traveled through the fog of my life many times, and I have also lost my way and been trapped and confused.

11. The mist is like a slowly rising veil, elegant and graceful.

12. Seeing flowers in the mist. Looking at the moon in the water gives people a fresh and elegant feeling. Although it is unreal, it feels beautiful and emotionally comfortable. Maybe the fog can test our feelings. When our eyes make wrong decisions about what is in front of us, the eyes of the mind must be clear.

13. When the wind picked up, the relatively calm sea of ??fog began to roll. The fog waves slowly rolled one after another, just like the turbulent waves of the sea in slow motion. The lions, camels, peacocks and tigers were scattered by the wind, rolled up in swirls and waves, and floated up and down lovingly.

14. The thick gray fog filled the earth, as if concealing the mystery of the changes in nature

15. The fog was like a naughty elf, performing magic and waving. Use that fantasy veil to confuse people.

16. A distant village in the plain. There is a veil-like fog, but the fog is transparent, like flowing mercury

17. The fog is very misty. The strongest people in the world are those who find their way in the fog. The brave ones are those who march forward bravely on the road. Life is like fighting bravely in the ocean. Break out of the rope of the soul and you will reach the other side of vitality.

18. The morning mist in my hometown in my memory is like a gentle fairy between heaven and earth. It is lightly wrapped in simple white clothes and is like Mona Lisa's beautiful smile, looming, illusory and real. She greeted everyone who got up early with a smile, and kissed every inch of dewy soil without a sound.

19. The fog in the morning feels so close, and I always have the urge to reach out and touch it. If you really do this, it will be in vain. People are walking in the fog, and the distance is so hazy that they can't see the direction. The sky, gloomy, seems to have become more intimate with the earth.

20. The night fog gradually faded and turned white, like a flowing transparent body.

21. The vast fog is like smoke and waves. It is as powerful as water, covering the peaks and rocks tightly. Like a bride's headscarf.

22. The fog is like a pure veil hanging on the river, and the boats sailing at night are hung with red lights, which appear and disappear, like the eyes of an insomniac who reluctantly opens their eyes

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23. The fog is like a naughty elf, performing magic, waving the fantastic veil to confuse people.

24. Waves of misty waves came as heavy as wool balls, covering the sun.

25. Thick fog fell from the mountains one after another like snowdrifts, and rolled down from the recess between the two peaks like a waterfall. Sentences describing the beauty of fog 4

1. The turbulent mist rolls heavily here and there, rushing through the dark fields, like the spring tide of melting snow, or curling up into the sky, thin, blue, and spiraling, like the waves floating in the incense burner. The smoke comes out.

2. The milky white mist that fills the mountains and valleys is so deep and so thick, like flowing slurry, it seems like it can float people.

3. There is fog on the river. The fog rises from the river and is milky white. The fog was so clear and white that it was so transparent. The breeze blows, pushing the fog, sometimes moving, sometimes stagnant, sometimes condensed, sometimes dispersed.

4. The sticky and cold cold fog slowly floated in, rolling and undulating, chasing each other like waves on a dangerous sea.

5. The sun has just risen, and a layer of transparent mist covers the village near the river, as if the village is covered in glass.

6. The fog gradually thickened, covering the sky. It covered the horizon in the distance, and even the ship was covered, and everything was lost in the white fog.

7. When I came to the top of the building and looked towards the foot of the mountain, there was indeed a heavy fog! I saw that the top of the mountain was fresh and clear, and the foot of the mountain was invisible. She is between two mountains, above a ravine. I also seemed to be above the clouds and at the top of the mountain.

8. The fog in the early morning feels so close, and I always have the urge to reach out and touch it. If you really do this, it will be in vain. People are walking in the fog, and the distance is so hazy that they can't see the direction. The sky, gloomy, seems to have become more intimate with the earth.

9. The thick fog lifted up its broad white robe and covered the entire mountain.

10. In early autumn, the misty land seems to have a layer of gauze, covering the golden fields, heavy ears of grain, and small villages far and near. The white clouds just in front of you are dancing like ribbons, entangled among the trees and fields. The world seems to be in an illusion and feels very cool.

11. At the end of the field, the smoke is lingering, like in a dream.

12. The silent mist cannot be pulled away. It can't be torn apart, and all the scenery is confusing and seems real and fake.

13. The village was filled with mist, as if it was immersed in water.

14. In the early morning, there was thick fog. According to the doctor's orders, I took a leisurely walk by the lake. I can only hear the chirping of birds, hundreds of thousands of chirps, but I can't see their delicate figures. From time to time, clouds of slightly chilly thick fog hit my face and passed by me. The street lamps that were usually equipped with dazzling high-voltage mercury bulbs looked so dim and weak today, flickering and blurred in the swirling fog. I seemed to be walking into a fairy tale world.

15. The vast fog is like smoke and waves. It is as mighty as water, covering the peaks and rocks tightly, like a bride's turban. Sentences describing the beauty of fog Part 5

1. Walking on the broad road, ah! It's like a beautiful girl hurriedly weaving a thin gauze blanket for the earth. Before she had time to embroider, she couldn't wait to spread it on the earth for people to appreciate. The mountains in the distance are hazy, and only a little shadow can be seen. The fog sets off the mountains. I'm afraid even the painter can't describe this picture. It's so beautiful.

2. As soon as I got up in the morning, I was fascinated by the scenery outside the window.

Under the thick fog, the entire city was shrouded in a white veil, making it difficult to see his true face. Several huge buildings are looming, and the distant peaks are blurred in the mist, looking so mysterious and seeming to hide huge secrets.

3. When I get up in the morning, as soon as I go out, it is a vast expanse of white. It doesn’t matter the sky or the earth. It seems like several layers of gauze have been pulled up. It floats lightly and delicately on the water, with trees, grass, houses, and people floating around, like a fairyland, like a maze, and confusing. Everything is wrapped in white mist.

4. In the morning, I don’t know when, a mist rose like smoke from a kitchen stove and fluttering white gauze. The fog is getting thicker and thicker, shrouding the whole world and making it look a bit misty. The trees in the distance can only be seen as a black shadow, and it is impossible to tell what kind of tree it is. The people in the distance seem to be doing magic tricks. They suddenly disappear into the vast fog and turn into small black dots. , disappearing and appearing, making you feel like there is a tangible and unintentional wall between you and them. The tall buildings in the distance only reveal the roofs one by one. It really feels like a mirage! The thick fog is like a naughty little baby, secretly hiding the sun's sword-like light. The magic weapon of the sun was stolen. When people saw its true face, it was so embarrassed that its face turned red. The fog drifted back and forth, as if it was tired of playing, and slowly disappeared, reluctantly returning the sword to the sun. The sun became energetic and sprinkled thousands of golden and silver rays on the earth. The earth is no longer misty, has lost its "mirage", and has become very bright and very happy. The whole world is noisy again.

5. As soon as the rain stopped, the fog surged in from the hidden valley. At first, the fog looked like tulle, and then like cooking smoke. She caressed us gently. As soon as the rain stopped, the fog surged in.

Rushing in from the hidden valley, the mist looked like gauze at first, and then like smoke. She caressed us gently, and instantly drowned everything in front of us. At this moment, looking down is the vast sea of ??white clouds, and looking up at the towering peaks is like a small boat in the surging river. The mountains are floating in the clouds, and people are swimming in the painting.

6. Fog is ever-changing. It changes all the time. It disperses for a while, gathers for a while, rises slowly for a while, and rolls forward for a while. Even the most talented painter cannot describe its unpredictable and varied shapes! The fog changes from time to time, blocking my view. I have no way of knowing what is in front of me. I can only know if I walk forward step by step and reach the front. I can't help but sigh: Life is just like this! Only by being down-to-earth and doing everything well step by step can you achieve success.

7. The shadow of the fog seems to be guiding me into an illusory fairyland. I feel as if I am roaming in the heaven and the world. The white mist like a gauze is constantly floating in front of my eyes, like wisps and wisps. Smoke is like dust, as poetic as picturesque. I reached out and touched it, haha, I caught it. When I took a closer look, it had already slipped away. Its shadow is everywhere, but I can't figure out where it is. I really don't know its "true face of Mount Lu".

8. I was walking on the field path, and the mist touched my cheek lightly. My body was surrounded, but I was not restrained at all. How wonderful! Looking up ahead, there seems to be a wall blocking the line of sight, making it difficult to see the way forward and the strange scenery on the roadside. I stretched out my hand and felt a cold feeling. An invisible wall hindered my progress. I slowed down for fear that I would miss the mark and fall to the ground. I want to stay. The road ahead seems to be endless, but it doesn't seem to take long to penetrate. Looking back, it's still the same, as if not a trace was left.

9. The veil-like mist kept floating in front of my eyes, one by one, like smoke, like dust... I stretched out my hand to catch it, ha, I caught it! When I opened my hand to take a closer look, it had already slipped through my fingers, and its figures were everywhere in the air, making it difficult for me to tell them apart. What a lovely fog! It is like a clever makeup artist who dyed the black hair on my forehead into silver threads, and the upper and lower eyelashes are covered with small crystal flowers.

I closed my eyes for a while and then opened them again. I felt that my eyes were moist and had a slight coolness, which was very comfortable!

10. Suddenly, a light mist floated up, as if dreaming around me. The morning mist was like a milky white gauze, like a dream, a fantasy, a poem, or a painting. I couldn’t wave it away or tear it away. Opening and cutting continuously, blocking my sight, making people feel like they are floating on the clouds and want to return home. The mist is as beautiful as a veil, which makes me indulge in this poetic and picturesque scene. The mist disappears unconsciously. At this moment, the mischievous white clouds in the sky that flickered, disappeared and appeared appeared on the blue stage, as if a performance or performance had reached its most exciting point.

11. The world is shrouded in white mist. The flowers, trees, and trees nearby, as well as the mountains and houses in the distance, all appear and disappear in the thick fog. Pedestrians come and go on the road, and sometimes you can only hear their messy and intermittent footsteps. Only for a moment can you see their faces clearly. When you turn around and look again, their backs seem to have entered. In the ethereal "wonderland"...

12. The fog in Shuangfeng Mountain is beautiful fog. She is like a classical girl, gently shaking a strand of Sujuan, attracting tourists to be fascinated. This kind of beauty is simply indescribable. I don’t know whether the morning mist holds up the twin peaks, or whether the twin peaks retain the morning mist. In short, mountains, forests, and fog are inseparable. Walking in the morning mist, everything is pleasing to the eye.

13. The fog in Shuangfeng Mountain is a warm fog. She seems to be a huge freehand painting, hanging down from the sky, making the bamboo sea seem to be hidden and visible, and the spring water to condense and flow. She does not belong to the kind of thick fog that locks the mountains and the mountains, making people breathless, nor is it a sparse and boring mist. The wonderful thing about her is that she seems to be invisible and appears, giving people a sense of mystery; the wonderful thing about her is that she is quiet and elegant, giving people a fresh and natural feeling; the wonderful thing about her is that she is white and kind, giving people a sense of mystery. With a warm feeling.

14. The beautiful morning mist is like the daughter of the mountain, kissing her mother’s cheek. She seems to have been cared for by her mother, and returns her flowing beauty to the tourists. When you are immersed in her charm, a red sun will rise unknowingly. At this moment, the sun seems like a big yellow and red apple, showing people an even more wonderful charm.

15. The vast fog spreads everywhere, like clouds and catkins, woven into layers of thin gauze, covering the sky, covering the ground, and surrounding the houses. The tree was covered, and everything in front of us only showed a gray outline. People seemed to be lifted up and suspended in the air, as if they were entering a fairyland, creating a mysterious feeling. The classmates walked by, but they could only hear the voices of people talking. Only when they got closer could they see clearly.

16. On the road, there is a vast expanse of white. Tall buildings, ancient towers, and trees all seemed to be covered with a layer of white gauze, and only the outlines of things more than ten meters away could be seen. The cars that used to be so fast were now crawling forward feebly with their fog lights on, honking their horns from time to time for fear of bumping into passing pedestrians. My mother and I were driving the car for a long time in the vast sea of ??fog, as if we were in a fairyland.

17. Suddenly, there was a cry of "It's foggy, it's foggy..." I looked up and saw a cloud of mist coming up from the bottom of the mountain. One after another, like clouds and wadding, weaved into a thin layer of light sand, covering the sky, covering the water, and surrounding the mountains, leaving only a gray patch of everything. The clouds were still accumulating layer by layer, getting thicker and thicker, and finally merged into a sea of ??clouds. Lushan became a small island on the sea. The clouds and mist turned into a running horse for a while, a docile shepherd for a while, and a ferocious dragon for a while... It was really varied and changeable. This is the famous Lushan cloud and mist, and I feel like I am in a fairyland.

18. In the heavy fog, there was only chaos and nothing could be seen. The trees, houses, and mountains in the distance seemed to be covered with gauze. The fog is getting bigger and bigger, first coming in wisps, and then flowing in groups, making the earth blurry and dark. Everything in front of me was shrouded in a misty morning mist. The sun rose slowly, leaving only a blush, a faint light shining through the confusion.

19. The heavy fog shrouded the entire land tightly, like a fairyland. There were waves of sweet car bells on the road, but no cars could be seen. It was as if everyone was covered with invisibility cloaks. The car lights that light up everywhere decorate the morning fog with small orange flowers, making the morning fog more beautiful and mysterious. The fog rises for a while, rolls for a while, gathers for a while, and disperses for a while. This beautiful scenery is probably... Even famous painters couldn't describe it.

20. On the street, there is thick fog, and there is a sea of ??fog everywhere. On the way to school, I found that the sky and the earth seemed to be shrouded in a huge fog tent. Everything was wet. People were coming and going on the street. A car flashed nearby, and it was like fog in the distance. of heaven and earth. Time is moving slowly, and the fog is slowly changing. Sentences describing the beauty of fog Chapter 6

1. This kind of fog is not patchy. It's whole. Except for your own body, everything else is fog.

2. Thick and heavy snow and fog. It was completely white, the sky was connected to the ground, the ground was connected to the sky, and nothing could be seen.

3. The fog gradually thickened, covering the sky. It covered the horizon in the distance, and even the ship was covered, and everything was lost in the white fog.

4. The fog fell heavily, pressing on my head, my shoulders, and my chest. The fog enveloped the body, the heart, and the sight. Just like in a dream, there is illusion and mist everywhere, and enchanting clouds and mist dance in the air. All over the hillside are groups of docile little sheep, snuggling and playing...

5. The foggy sea is vast, the mountains are like floating islands, and the sun is like a beacon in the foggy sea. ;