描写雾的英语

问题一：【雾】的英文是什么？？ 雾 wu 1.fog; mist 2.a fine spray 雾 w揣 1.fog; mist 2.a fine spray 以上结果由 Dr.eye译典通字典 提供 问题二：有雾的英文 实验获得积分多少 问题三：大雾用英语说 50分 第一时间为你提供正确答案： heavy fog ************************************************************************** ^__^真心祝你学习进步，如果你对这个答案有什么疑问，请追问， 另外如果你觉得我的回答对你有所帮助，请千万别忘记采纳哟！ ************************************************************************** 问题四：多雾的英语怎么说？ foggy 问题五：大雾的英文，大雾的翻译，怎么用英语翻译大雾，大雾用 大雾 [词典] dense fog; [例句]昨天在大雾弥漫的高速公路上发生的12辆汽车连环相撞事故导致3人受伤。 Three people were hurt in a 12-car pile up on a fog-bound motorway yesterday.

Fog Whiteness glimmers inDawn bends through the paneFog, soft as cobwebsClingingClose as a lingering ache, orRejected loveMournful, ashen cheekedMuted, beautiful,Leeching naive dayTo congealed moonlight --Milky wormwood memoryWarm breath once sharedMist on the mirrorAtomized shimmering dropletsBreath on a cold silver mirrorMist ----------------------------------------------------Title: Lady In The Fog (A Halloween Poem)Once I woke upall alone in my bedsomething felt wronglike a voice in my headI was told to comeTo let no one followthrough the woods, to the treethe only one that was hollow.Yes I left, all alone by myselfI put on some jeans and a shirt that I grabbed off the shelf.I left right awayFor the voice in my headWas the voice of my loved one.The one long since dead.I found the tree, and didn't bother to thinkWhy the water in the creek nearby was such a dark pink.Or the smell of something long since deadAnd ignored the bells going off in my head.A fog rolled in How it covered my sightAnd a soft sweet voiceAll alone in the night.The fog came in deeperAnd the sirens in my headDesperately warned meThat I should've stayed in bed.I was so stupidNow that I think.It was blood that made the water pink.She came a distanceThe woman in the fogShe wanted my lifeTo keep her ownHer eyes were redShe sold her soul.Something was wrongBut I couldn't believeThat the one that I loved Had never loved me.Then she appeared before my very eyes.And in the pale faceall deception and lies."Your soul" she said."Is all that I need. So be a good little girl, and let me feed."She opened her mouthRows of pointy pearly whitesturned crimson with bloodof others from previous nights."Never!" I screamed "This won't happen to me. Now that I know more than what I care to see."She came at me with all of her strength, but I dodgedFrom her bony and evil arm length.I ran back through the woods ignoring the fog. shot into my home and set loose my dog.I went to sleep with covers over my head.And tried to ignore the whispering from under the bed.The next morning my dog was gone. Though I knew what happened I care not to tell.So I write this now for those who are next.Don't get caught into a trap like that in which I fellOr Eternal damnationYour private ticket to hell.HappyHalloween....--------------------------------------------------------FOGThe fog comeson little cat feet.It sits lookingover harbor and cityon silent haunchesand then moves on. --------------------------------------------------In The FogIn the fog we walk among trees,fingers touching, voices muted,inside a pearl, whispering.In the fog I stop. You recede,fading in cool gray curtains.Turn to look at me, and smile remotely.I cannot hear you, although I seeyour pale lips moving. In the fogthe trees do not know each other.-------------------------------------------------------MISTMy steps along this streetResound in another streetIn whichI hear my stepsPassing along this streetIn which Only the mist is real.--------------------------------------------------The Yellow FogThe yellow fog that rubs its back upon the window-panes,The yellow smoke that rubs its muzzle on the window-panesLicked its tongue into the corners of the evening,Lingered upon the pools that stand in drains,Let fall upon its back the soot that falls from chimneys,Slipped by the terrace, made a sudden leap,And seeing that it was a soft October night,Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.----------------------------------------------------------A Fpggy DayA foggy dayin London townHad me lowand had me down.I viewed the morning with alarm,the British museumhad lost its charm.-----------------------------------------------------------Fear death?---to feel the fog in my throat, The mist in my face, When the snows begin, and the blasts denote I am nearing the place, The power of the night, the press of the storm, The post of the foe; Where he stands, the Arch Fear in a visible form; Yet the strong man must go: For the journey is done and the summit attained, And the barriers fall, Though a battle's to fight ere the guerdon be gained, The reward of it all. ---------------------------------------------------------What seas what shores what grey rocks and what islands What water lapping the bow And scent of pine and the woodthrush singing through the fog What images return O my daughter. Those who sharpen the tooth of the dog, meaning Death Those who glitter with the glory of the hummingbird, meaning Death Those who sit in the sty of contentment, meaning Death Those who suffer the ecstasy of the animals, meaning Death Are become insubstantial, reduced by a wind, A breath of pine, and the woodsong fog By this grace dissolved in place.---------------------------------------------------Look at me,I’m as helpless as a kitten up a tree,and I feel like I’m clinging to a cloud;I can’t understand,I get misty just holding your hand.---------------------------------------------------I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky,And all I ask is a tall ship, and a star to steer her by,And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,And a gray mist on the sea’s face and a gray dawn breaking.--------------------------------------------------------------The Yachtscontend in a sea which the land partly enclosesshielding them from the too-heavy blowsof an ungoverned ocean which when it choosestortures the biggest hulls, the best man knowsto pit against its beatings, and sinks them pitilessly.Mothlike in mists, scintillant in the minutebrilliance of cloudless days, with broad bellying sailsthey glide to the wind tossing green waterfrom their sharp prows while over them the crew crawlsant-like, solicitously grooming them, releasing,making fast as they turn, lean far over and havingcaught the wind again, side by side, head for the mark.----------------------------------------------------------A solitary sail that risesWhite in the blue mist on the foam—What is it in far lands it prizes?What does it leave behind at home?------------------------------------------------------------There had been a moon, but the dark fog from the seamuffles the high buildings, nuzzles the masts,deadens the distant sounds, excitingthe glacier sound of the port foghorn, cryingto long-dead plesiosaurs that can no longer hear.--------------------------------------------------------Sob, heavy world,Sob as you spin,Mantled in mist, remote from the happy.-------------------------------------------------------------I fled Him, down the nights and down the days;I fled Him, down the arches of the years;I fled Him, down the labyrinthine waysOf my own mind; and in the mist of tearsI hid from Him, and under running laughter.Up vistaed hopes I sped;And shot, precipitated,Adown Titanic glooms of chasmèd fears,From those strong Feet that followed, followed after.Then towards the end, the theme of mist appears again:I dimly guess what Time in mists confounds;Yet ever and anon a trumpet soundsFrom the hid battlements of Eternity;Those shaken mists a space unsettle, thenRound the half-glimpsèd turrets slowly wash again.-----------------------------------------------------------The foggy, foggy dew When I was a bachelor I lived all alone,and I worked at the weaver’s trade. And the only, only thing that I ever did wrong,was to woo a fair young maid.I wooed her in the winter time,and in the summer too:And the only, only thing that I ever did that was wrong,was to save her from the foggy, foggy dew.One night she came to my bed sidewhen I lay fast asleep:She laid her head upon my bedand she began to weep.She sighed, she cried, she damn’ near died,she said: What shall I do?So I hauled her into bed and I covered up her head,just to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew.Oh I am a bachelor and I live with my son,and we work at the weaver’s trade.And ev’ry single time that I look into his eyes,he reminds me of the fair young maid.He reminds me of the winter time,and of the summer too,And of the many, many times that I held her in my arms,just to keep her from the foggy, foggy dew.---------------------------------------------------------------

使用thickthick fog 浓雾for example:The sun soon dispelled the thick fog. 太阳很快驱散了浓雾。The thick fog blinds us. 大雾使我们看不见。

多雾--foggy阵雨--shower晴朗--fine; sunny; clear; cloudless阴天--an overcast sky; a cloudy day少云--partly cloudy小雨--a light rain; light rainfall 检举回答人的补充 2009-07-04 13:18 薄雾的 - hazy潮湿的 - humid闷热的 - muggy毛毛雨 - drizzling凉快的 - cool冻结的;冰冻的;极冷的 - freezing

Fog雾 --carl sAndburg the fog comes on little cat feet. it sits looking over harbOr And city on silent haunches And then moves on. 雾来了。 轻轻地， 踏着小猫的脚步。 静静地， 它坐下观看， 观看城市和港口， 然后再重新上路。