我喜欢无拘无束的雾,更喜欢在雾中放飞自己的心。我喜欢雾的洁净。早晨的雾像牛奶一样白净,像空气一样清新,轻轻吸上一大口,顿感心旷神怡,觉得全身充满活力。其实你不想吸,它也会如调皮嬉戏的小孩儿般钻入你的鼻孔中,直至心脾,让你美美地品尝一番,让你的大脑渐渐地“醒”来。 I like the unbridled fog, preferring to fly my heart in the fog. I like the cleanliness of the fog. The fog of the morning is as pure as milk, fresh and airy, gently sucking on a big mouth, feeling relaxed and refreshed, feeling full of vitality. In fact, you do not want to suck, it will be like naughty playful children into your nostril, until the heart, let you taste something delicious, so that your brain gradually “wake up.”