Fog
Chen Guokai文章源自英文巴士-https://www.en84.com/14163.html
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It was a foggy morning in the park.文章源自英文巴士-https://www.en84.com/14163.html
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Green woods, slender bamboo, lawns and flowers were all shrouded in the heavy fog. The lake looked as if it were covered with cotton wool. What heavy fog!文章源自英文巴士-https://www.en84.com/14163.html
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To lovers, it was not fog, but glittering warm early snow that plucked the strings of love, the entangled strings of love that couldn’t be cut loose.文章源自英文巴士-https://www.en84.com/14163.html
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A man and a woman were walking side by side. Both were young. The man was handsome and the woman beautiful – as described in so many stories. The woman was quite lively. As she walked, she kept laughing merrily while pushing away the mists around. Pearls of her laughter penetrated the fog, which echoed with a delightful tremor. When the man opened his mouth to speak, a cloud of fog gathered round his lips at once, and then dispersed with his hot breaths.文章源自英文巴士-https://www.en84.com/14163.html
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“Xiao Ping, here’s a piece of good news for you.”
“How comes there’s so much good news from you?” she giggled.
“It’s no joke,” the man didn’t like the fun in her playfulness, and he lowered his voice and said with deliberate dignity, “I’ve been promoted deputy director of the workshop!”
“Really?”
“Did I ever tell you a lie? It was announced only yesterday.”
No more giggles, only silence.
“So what am I to call you then? Is it Director Zhang or Ah Cai?” One little more giggle, though.
“You can call me Ah Cai, of course, when we’re alone. But in public you’d better follow others.”
“So it’s Director Zhang?”
“Yes.”
Silence.
“By the way, you would behave yourself in the worship. Don’t fool around giggling and gaggling like an idiot. You hear me? And dress in a much simpler way and never to arouse gossip. Yesterday when you told Xiao Liu the electrician to repair your welding machine, you had the cheek to pat him on the back! Mind you what the others may think!”
Silence, no more laughter. The heavy fog seemed to be casting a net over her. What heavy fog!
（Xia Yihu and Zhu Baitong 译）
