下雾了。雾不知打哪儿冒出来的,上不着天,下不沾地,虚一下,实一下,缥缥缈缈,一忽儿,雾罩子就扯起来了。人在雾中,就有了些飘忽感,跟梦里一样。一条鲤鱼打个挺,飙进船舱,把个绿叶惊得一跳。船晃动起来。雾罩子没晃,仍死死地罩住返湾湖。没一丝风。或许风被雾罩子罩死了。一豆蛙鼓溅进来。先是一声,接着是一片,清清亮亮地聒噪着湖的寂静。雾在蛙声里绕。青枝立在蛙声里,心头的雾幔却一丝 Fog down. Fog I do not know where the fight came out, on the first day, under the non-stick, virtual look, really, 缥 缥 缈 缈, one child suddenly, the fog cover to pull up. People in the fog, there are some erratic, the same with the dream. A carp hit a very, soared into the cabin, the green leaves shocked. The ship shakes. Fog cover no Akira, still tightly cover the return Bay Lake. No trace of wind. Perhaps the wind was covered by the fog hood. A frog drum splashing in. The first one, followed by one, clear and loud noisy lake silence. Fog in the frogs around. Green sticks stand in the frog, the heart of the fog mantle is a trace