一阵一阵的风,自山上奔下,又匆匆跑离人们的身旁,好客却匆忙;一团一团的雾气,三五成群,幽幽荡进山谷里,又幽幽荡出来,高雅而神秘。前几日的雨,洗净了山的污秽,也捎来了天上的寒意。可眼下,前几日那逼人的寒意,已消减了许多。我抬眼望了望,便踩着晨露,径自上山去了。 A burst of wind rushed down from the mountains, and hurried away from the people, but the hospitality was in a hurry; the clumps of mist swarmed in groups of threes and fives, and the sounds rushed into the valley, and they returned to the valley, elegant and mysterious. The rain of the previous few days had washed away the filthiness of the mountains, and the chill of heaven. Right now, the pressing chill of the past few days has been reduced. When I looked up, I stepped on the morning dew and went uphill.