2.1.1 A Foggy Winter Morning
A Foggy Winter Morning
My Description
A cold and foggy morning in the winter season is named as a winter morning. It is naturally different from an everyday morning of other seasons. There is dense fog everywhere. Sometimes the fog is so dense that the sun rays cannot reach the eath through it. As a result, things can hardly be seen even at a little distance. Everything looks hazy. There is a biting cold. Morning chirping sound of birds is not heard. Birds and animals cannot come out. People in general and children get up late. Poor villagers make fire to warm themselves. When the rays of morning sun peep and fall on the dewdrop on grasses, it looks like glittering pearls. The old and poor bask in the sun to warm themselves. Everyone is busy in taking breakfast, dressing and getting ready to go their working places. Some people make delicious and sweet cakes, pias with date juice and many other things. The foggy scene of winter morning vanishes as the day advances. The sun goes up and the nature returns to a normal day. Though a winter morning is enjoyable to the rich, it brings distress to the poor for want of warm cloth.
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Or,
A foggy winter morning is cold and dismal and is covered with mist. Everything seems hazy. One can hardly see and identify things at a distance. The grasses below are wet with dew and sparkle like pearls in the sunbeams. People in warm clothes to keep themselves warm look strange. The old people shiver in cold. People gather straw and make fires at different places to bask in the heat. Then the sun peeps over the eastern horizon and starts rising. Nature takes on a charming aspect. The touch of the sun-rays makes the birds and beasts quite happy. Farmers go to the fields and begin their dayâs work. With the advancing sun, people shirk off the feeling of cold and set about their usual course of work. Then the scene of mist and fog disappears and the sunny morning paves the way for manâs daily duties.
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My Feelings on a foggy winter morning
Winter mornings create a strange feeling in peopleâs minds. How depressed the mind becomes when you look around in the fog. Although we are a little overwhelmed in winter, this winter morning has a wonderful look. Winter morning by removing the black curtain of the night and gifting a sunny golden day.
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Or,
Winter is my favourite season because I can taste sweet foods like date juice and various types of cakes in winter. The trees and grass look fresh and new in the winter, and I take pleasure in it.
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