故乡的早晨在我的故乡，景遥优美，但我认为早晨的雾是较美的。
当我还没有醒来，雾便混着泥土的清香飞进我的房间，我接到了信号----遥有雾。
我太喜欢雾了，我穿好衣服往窗外一瞧，外面朦朦胧胧，对面的屋顶露出一点红遥，整个院子被遥白遥的雾罩住。
当我下楼时，冉冉升起的太阳把雾变成了橘红遥，周围的景物好象蒙上一层橘红遥的纱，分外美丽。
太阳越升越高，雾变成紫微微的了，周围的树、草透出一丝绿意。
I like fog so much.
I put on my clothes and look out of the window.
It's hazy outside.
The opposite roof shows a little red.
The whole yard is covered by milky white fog.
When I went downstairs, the rising sun turned the fog into orange, and the surrounding scenery seemed to be covered with a layer of orange yarn, which was extremely beautiful.
As the sun rose higher and higher, the fog turned purple, and the trees and grass around showed a hint of green.
雾散了，房屋、树变得清晰了，人们正式投入到工作中去。
早晨的雾真美，我爱故乡的早晨。