穿过沼泽的草地，鸟儿们纷纷飞了起来……然后会有一点雾升起来，晨雾，薄薄的，就像是露珠蒸发了一样。

All through the marsh grass, the birds are rising... and a little fog rises, the morning fog, the haze, as the dew boils away.

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我们穿过上午的晨雾，公园开始在我们的眼前逐渐展现，就像一部渐入佳境的悬疑恐怖片。

We drove through the late morning fog as the park unfolded before us like the opening sequence of a suspense thriller.

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