《11月1日，弥漫的大雾》
 
11月1日，大雾弥漫。
 
推开窗，湿冷气息携雾而来，眼前景象朦胧。街道、房屋、树木都隐在雾中，只剩模糊轮廓，远处高楼更是黑影幢幢。
 
走在街上，能见度低，似置身白色迷宫。车辆慢行，车灯昏黄，仅能照亮小片区域。行人匆匆，彼此擦肩而过时，面容难辨。
 
路边树木如披白披风，枝桠在雾里伸展，像写意水墨画。草地上覆着白霜，添了清冷。
 
这大雾悄无声息改变了世界模样，一切沉浸在如梦如幻氛围中

The Thick Fog on November 1st
 
On November 1st, the thick fog was pervading everywhere.
 
When I pushed open the window, the chilly and damp air came in along with the fog, making the scene before my eyes hazy. The streets, houses, and trees were all hidden in the fog, only leaving indistinct outlines. The tall buildings in the distance looked like black shadows looming.
 
Walking on the street, the visibility was extremely low. It seemed that I was in a white maze. The vehicles were moving slowly. The headlights were dim yellow, only able to illuminate small areas. The pedestrians were walking hurriedly. When they passed by each other, their faces were hardly recognizable.
 
The trees along the roadside were like wearing white capes. Their branches were stretching in the fog, looking like freehand brushwork ink paintings. The grass was covered with a thin layer of frost, adding a sense of chilliness.
 
This thick fog quietly changed the appearance of the world, and everything was immersed in a dreamy and illusory atmosphere.