Excerpts from beautiful sentences about fog.

In the early morning, the fog was thick, slightly chilly and churning around. The following is an excerpt from a beautiful sentence I brought to you about writing fog. Welcome to reading.

1, the fog on the river looks like a pure veil, and the boat hangs a red light at night, like an insomniac who barely opens his eyes.

The milky fog is deep and thick, which can float people like flowing mud.

The river is foggy, and the fog rises from the river and is milky white. The fog is clear and transparent. The breeze blows, pushes the fog, moves, stagnates, condenses and scatters.

4. Cold fog, sticky and cold, slowly floating, rolling and chasing each other, like waves on the sinister sea.

The sun has just risen, and there is a layer of transparent water mist over the village by the river, which seems to cover the village with glass.

6. The fog is getting thicker and thicker, covering the sky, the distant horizon and even the ship. Everything is hidden in the white fog.

7. When I came to the top of the building and looked down the hill, it was really foggy! I saw the top of the mountain fresh and clear, and the foot of the mountain disappeared without a trace. She is between two mountains, above the canyon. I seem to be at the top of the clouds and mountains.

8. The fog in the morning, feeling close at hand, always makes me have an impulse to reach out and touch. If I do, it's just in vain. Walking in the fog, people can't see clearly from a distance. It's gray and seems to be closer to the ground.

9. The thick fog lifted its broad white robe and covered a mountain.

10. In early autumn, the foggy land was covered with a layer of gauze, covering golden fields, heavy ears of grain and villages. The white clouds in front of us dance like ribbons, winding between trees and fields. The world seems to be in an illusion, and it feels great.

1 1, at the end of the field, smoke filled the air as if in a dream.

12, silent morning fog, can't open it. I can't break it. All the scenery is confusing, as if it were true or false.

13, the village is filled with mist, as if submerged in water.

14, early in the morning, dense fog filled. Following the doctor's advice, I took a leisurely walk by the lake. I can only hear birds singing in my ears, but I can't see their exquisite figures. Clouds with a little chill pass over my face from time to time. On weekdays, the street lamp with dazzling high-pressure mercury lamp bulb looks so dim and faint today, flickering and blurred in the rolling fog. I seem to have entered a fairy tale world.

15, the vast fog is like smoke and water, covering the peaks and rocks like a bride's headscarf.

16, the turbulent fog, like the spring tide of melting snow, curled up into the sky, like smoke from a censer.

17, white fog is floating everywhere on the plateau, just like a living thing, spreading to the ground in its strange flow way.

18, mountain peaks, house letters, fences and haystacks are all shrouded in endless white gauze, which looks ethereal, mysterious and beautiful.

19, people say that watching the fog is like reading a poem. Fog not only painted a layer of color on my mood, but also made me read this poem with high artistic conception and profound meaning. I have also shuttled through the fog of life countless times, lost my way and lost my mind.

20. Thick and heavy snow and fog. White, the sky is connected to the ground, the ground is connected to the sky, and nothing can be seen.

2 1, wet fog everywhere. Sticky stains, not very clean.

22. A mass of gray fog on the top of the mountain shines like a brilliant crown in the afterglow of the sunset.

23. Every foggy day is a day I look forward to and hope for. In the fog, my mood is always uneasy and full of curiosity.

24. A mist rose over the Don River, moving along the slope of the white limestone peak and drilling into the cliff, like a headless gray-green snake.

25. The dense fog, like a snowdrift, collapses from one peak to another, and then rolls down the concave part between the two peaks like a waterfall.

26. The mist is as elegant as Ran Ran's favorite veils.

27. When I went out, the thin, hazy moisture came to my face, and the soft fluff on my face seemed unbearable. I smiled. Eyelashes are accompanied by soft water drops, and the cool feeling moistens the bottom of my heart. But people didn't realize this kind of beauty, and they walked in a hurry and walked in a fog.

28. Fog rises from the sea like a vague moving huge cliff and a high wall.

29. Thick fog permeates between heaven and earth, as if a very thick and wide curtain had fallen from the sky. My sight was completely blocked by fog, as if it were only as big as my eyes in space. We sat in the car, and the fog got into the window and lingered around people and feet. The trees by the roadside can only see a black shadow.

30. Fog seems to be ejected from the earth's crust and rises from the bottom of the valley. In mid-air, it is like a wave. One by one, it pounced on the stone forest.

3 1, a misty wave came like a wool ball and covered the sun.

32. The valley is wrapped in a milky mist, like a soft brocade bridge.

33, near, I can smell her fragrance; Near, I can hear her breathing; Near, I can feel her refreshing hug. I am intoxicated! It seems that I drifted to a higher place with her to meet the warm sunshine.

34. The sun came out, the fog quietly receded, and my eyes suddenly opened up. The car increased its horsepower and ran faster. We breathe the air bathed in fog, and our hearts are full of milky fog, so deep, so thick, surging and rolling, engulfing everything in the mountains.

35. The gray fog enveloped the city, everything was decorated with a layer of white, and the trees and wires looked furry.

36. Clouds float gently like goose down, and a milky white cloud sweeps across the grass.

37. In the early morning, when the whole city was hiding, I found the monster coming quietly. The dense fog is like a milky veil, mysterious, hazy and blurred. A feeling that the sun is alive and the reality is far away from you arises spontaneously. This solemnity and trance can not help but remind people of a fairyland, which is a realm that can be touched and imagined.

38. The vast fog enveloped the earth. It seems that there is a gentle rain, especially fine.

39. The morning mist hangs in the air like thousands of white yarns to be dyed, slowly swinging and changing into strange colors in the morning light.

40. There is a veil-like fog in a remote village in the plain, but this fog is transparent, like wandering mercury.

4 1, the morning mist is like a milky gauze, dreamy and poetic, which can't be waved away. It keeps tearing and cutting, blocking my sight and making people feel like they are outside the cloud nine.

42. There is a faint mist in the garden, like a veil, which covers all the flowers and trees.

Looking at such a beautiful scene, I began to doubt my eyes. Is this fog? Like a galaxy flowing in the mountains; Clearly a warm girl, snuggling up to Shan Ge; Obviously like an elegant dancer, she gave full play to her versatility. She waved a ribbon and danced slowly to the top of the mountain.

44. Gray fog permeates the earth, as if hiding the mystery of nature change.

45, the night fog slowly faded, the color turned white, like a flowing transparent body.

46. The milky fog dispersed gently like a veil. There is a hazy light in the east.

47. This fog is not piece by piece. This is the whole thing. Everything is foggy except my own body.

48. A thin layer of milky white air rippled gently on the ears of wheat like yarn.

49. In the distant river, there is a faint blue in the misty fog.

50. In a short time, the fog surrounded us, and we felt down the mountain in the fog. Looking back: the fog has not dispersed, the mountains are vast and green, and the fog seems to cover them with a thin veil, like snow. Really: no mountains, no clouds, no clouds around the mountains. This time, although we didn't see the sunrise, we enjoyed the magnificence of the misty sea of Baiyun Mountain, which made me sigh the intentions of nature.

Extended reading: sentences describing beautiful scenery in the rain

1, the house in the distance is misty, just like a mirage. The mountains are undulating, vague and smoky, just like a fairyland on earth. Pieces of green have different shades, like a sea of green!

2. The rain hit the ground, splashing like a naughty child and disappearing without a trace. But the starry sky on the side greedily sucks the rain and nourishes itself. The rain hit the leaves mercilessly, making a crackling noise, and the rain hit the tiles flowed down the cracks and fell to the ground. The water surged like a waterfall, and the knock on the door broke the silence in front of the door.

Rain hits the window and makes a "tick, tick" sound. The sky is like a big sieve, tirelessly sprinkling raindrops like silver coins on the earth. In the distance, the buildings shrouded in rainy mountains are like a mirage, which makes people elusive, and sometimes red light shines, giving people a little warmth.

4, the scenery in the rain curtain is also a blur, sometimes hidden, as if nothing. The wind blows, the rain curtain shakes, and the scenery in the rain seems erratic. When I walked out of the house and walked comfortably in the rain, the poem "Weicheng soaked in the rain and the guest house was green and willow was new" came to my mind, and I couldn't help singing it. Rain falls from the sky like thousands of silver lines, and rows of drained water drops fall from the eaves like a beautiful bead curtain. Raindrops fell on my head and body, and I stood on my back with my eyes closed and my mouth open. Suddenly I feel as if I have grown up a lot under the drizzle.

The rain scene is really beautiful. It is like a landscape painting in China, like a poem, and also like a beautiful and hazy dream ... Just when I was completely intoxicated with this beautiful scenery, suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and I was suddenly surprised. I have been worried that this scenery will suddenly disappear and I will never see it again. I greedily enjoyed the beautiful scenery like wet ink painting and didn't want to leave for a long time. ...

6, raindrops began to hit the stream, silver flowers, shining bright, jumping pearls, dazzling; Rain drops on the earth, rolling up a light smoke, and the ground seems to burst into small dimples with smiles; Raindrops hit the leaves, making a beautiful sound, like an excellent pianist playing melodious music, very beautiful.

7. It's raining. It bathes the leaves. The original gray leaves, like jade, are crystal clear and brand-new.

8. The noisy road is also quiet for this reason. On the wet road, only the students after school walk in the rain with umbrellas, just like small petals blooming in the rain. Occasionally, several cars shuttle back and forth on the road. At this point, the door is another scene.

9. I sat at the window and looked out. There is a huge bead curtain hanging between heaven and earth, so I can't see anything clearly. The rain fell on the ground, splashing one after another, very beautiful. Rain flows down the eaves, like a broken pearl at first, and gradually becomes a line. There is more and more water on the ground, which flows into streams.

10, I really appreciate the rainy scene: it rains slowly and the buildings in the distance are hazy. Rain falls in a small puddle, splashing one after another, small and lovely. ...

165438+ The wind drifted obliquely into the window with rain, so I quickly closed the window. Enjoy the rainy scene this summer through the glass window.

12. In the morning, the moonlight is faint, the autumn rain is continuous, and the rain is fluttering down. The rain is thin, like a silver needle and crystal silver thread, shining. Downstairs, young trees are full of vitality, green leaves are lush, like shining jadeite and bright gems. The grass on the ground is green, like a watery jade strip, and the crystal water drops are shining with silver light, like watery pearls. Colored stones, like colored agates. The road is watery, like a winding and sparkling river, and the cars coming and going are like boats sailing through the wind and waves. Handfuls of Kaidi Zhang umbrellas, like colorful flowers with different shapes, float in the water. The fragments of tiles are like red jade fragments and red agate fragments. Crystal clear raindrops are like broken red beads, dripping on the ground and splashing, making small puddles ripple.

13. The scenery seen in the lake is really different in peacetime. In the drizzle, the West Lake seems to be more gentle and charming. Just like a soft landscape, hazy, like ink painting. It's like watching a beautiful woman through a gauze curtain. I feel that she is beautiful, elegant and full of amorous feelings, but she can't lift the veil and see clearly. It tickles my heart, and I have an urge to stop. The pavilion in the middle of the lake is as small as a black spot. There are even one or two pedal cruise ships floating leisurely in the water, and couples sit on them and enjoy the lakes and mountains in the drizzle.

14, it began to rain in Mao Mao, like a gauze in the sky. It rained heavily, and the rain fell on the ground, ticking, like a masterpiece of rain. It's getting dark, dark clouds slowly cover the sky, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

15, gradually, the rain stopped, the clouds dispersed, the sun smiled, and the earth lit up again. Open the window, the fresh air came face to face, and my face was cold.