Misty (月字旁): the moonlight is not clear, which means that the scenery is not clear and blurred, e.g. "twilight is misty", "smoke is misty".
Dawn (日字旁): daylight is not clear. No derivation recorded.
Fuzzy, also known as fuzzy (目字旁): the eyes cannot see clearly. As in "fuzzy eyes" (睡眼蒙眬).
Dawn: ① daylight is not clear. (2) See "fuzzy" (②). Now it is usually written as "fuzzy".
Misty: ① moonlight is not clear ◇moon color～. ②See "眬"②. Now it is usually written as "眬".
Hazy beautiful sentences:
1, winter night, the moonlight is hazy, like a layer of mist, scattered a cold. Pale moonlight makes people feel a burst of bleak intention, looking at the moonlight is no longer like water, thoughts through the mood of the piece of tenderness like a fog like a little diffusion, wandering for a long time, and finally in an impatient sigh in the drift dispersal dispersal ......
2, the rain pattered, has been down non-stop. The sky is gradually darkening, hazy, raindrops can not be seen, can not be counted.
3. If it rains, Sun Moon Lake seems to be covered with a light veil, and the surrounding scenery is hazy, just like a fairy tale fairyland.
4, sentimental Jiangnan, drenched in autumn rain, twilight, the sky splashed ink general haze. Heart stained with autumn dew, wet and cool, gaze at, hazy. Looking at the ink scroll in front of me, standing in the wind, thin as a cicada's wing thoughts drift, only with that empty misty amicable dance to the end of the world, in a trance, a moment of forgetting the heart full of worry from when, and will go where
5, autumn rain is not like the spring drizzle, not like the summer of the howl of the rain, the autumn rain sprinkled, like a curtain, boundless, hazy. Autumn rain is colorful, in the rice paddies, autumn rain is golden; in the sprinkled land, autumn rain is fiery red; on the hill, autumn rain is thick green.
6, here in the morning without the shroud of fog, not like Jiangnan ink painting like warm, but in this dry morning sun, still vaguely feel her charming. Through the willow branches, the bright sunlight swaying, the sunshine of everything is so clear, dazzling, even the dewdrops held by the leaves are so crystalline, bright as crystal.
Undissipated sleepy haze, trance, as if to the fairy tale of the dream world, imagination is really wonderful things, so that the world is changing rapidly. Looking at the gorgeous sun, another poetic morning is about to begin.
7, night, a silence, I lie in bed, a long time can not sleep. Thoughts from the past to the present, a brain of the whole mess entangled together, I do not dare to think about the future, I just think, is the road of my life is a slide is not? I'm just wondering if the path of my life is a slide, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down.
8, waved his sleeve and stroked the piano, seven strings Linglong, reed passenger boat, rain hazy.
9, some people gone is gone, and then wait will not come back. Some people do not love is not love, and then reluctant is just futile. Some people are very happy, a blink of an eye, together with a whole forever. Some people are very lucky, hand a hold, together through the century. Some people obviously very hard, but still nothing can change ......