春雾是朦胧,也是梦幻的。虽然之中夹杂着一些格格不入的雾霾,但不知为何,在这如画,拥有诗意的场景中,却渐渐忘却了她的美中不足。有时候拿上一本散文诗集,再含着几颗清新的薄荷糖。就静静地坐在这恬静既安详的场景中,倒也不失一分韵味。雾里看花,对我来说是一种美。一种隐秘的 Spring fog is dim, but also fantastic. Although mixed with some of the haze fog, but I do not know why, in this picturesque, poetic scene, but gradually forget her fly in the ointment. Sometimes take a collection of prose poems, and then contains a few fresh mints. Quietly sitting in this quiet yet peaceful scene, but also pour a charm. Seeing flowers in the fog is a beauty to me. A secret