An essay on fantasy ,,,, fast, in a hurry!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Polyphonic words are that a word has two or more pronunciations, and different pronunciations have different meanings, different usages, and different parts of speech.

My eyes opened slightly, and a blinding thread shot in from the corner of my eye, and I slowly opened my eyes, and at first glance I saw an endless sky.

This sky is different from what I've seen before. The sky was not as light blue as it had been seen before, but dark blue, and in it, there were many large clouds fluttering, and those clouds were made of lilac and light white, which felt completely different from the white clouds that were usually seen.

Is it ......Are you awake? ”

Oh, sure enough, it's like that again.

Well, we're meeting again. ”

A childish voice came to my ears, from a girl of twelve or thirteen.

I looked at her slowly, and she smiled at me before turning to look at the junction between the sky and the opposite hill.

I lay on a meadow, more of a hill than a meadow, and I regained consciousness as if I had just woken up, and my sleepiness had not yet completely dissipated.

The breeze came from my right hand, and the coolness permeated my whole body, and the grass was full of young grass, fluttering in the wind, all pointing in the same direction.

There was also a soft white cloth floating in front of him, which was actually a girl's clothes. Whenever I saw her, she was a one-piece in this summer dress. She looked so weak that I was starting to worry a little about her and whether she would catch a cold.

Hey, doesn't the wind blow you cold? ”

She turned to look at me, who was still lying on the ground, shook her head, and said to me with a smile

It doesn't matter, because this wind ......It was warm ......”

With that, she looked at the other side as before.

I sat up, holding my right leg in my hands and looking in the direction she was looking, but nothing special except for a few small hills like the one here. I don't know what she's looking at so intrigued, and if she smiles lightly, a sense of inexplicability arises.

Ay! I say. ”

Well? I don't know when she looked at me, but she just glanced at me and looked away

Do you like the world? ”

So-so! ”

It's better to write it yourself ==

A lot of people downstairs have posted fantasy essays.,I can't read it = =.

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In the 21st century, the problem of human habitation may be the most troublesome. You see, so many high-rise buildings have been built in major cities, and the whole city has become a "cement paradise", and adults often complain; There are too many people, too crowded, and the air is not fresh. Whenever I go shopping, I see the high-rise buildings of our city, and I see the endless flow of cars on the road, my dream is a little stronger.

What are my dreams? My dream is to be an architect.

When I was younger, I always felt that adults would not think about the problem from a different perspective, why should they build a house on a limited land? If I become an architect, I will set my sights on the vast ocean and launch a vigorous architectural revolution ,—— build people's houses in the blue sea! As far as the eye can see, it is the rippling sea, and people's troubles will be drifted away with the cool sea breeze......

I'm going to design a house that floats on the sea, so that it looks like an island, you just have to type in the location you want to go to on the main computer, and the "island" will take you to your destination without realizing it. If you want to go, you can go. Maybe you'll be wondering; How much energy does that consume?

Don't worry, let me tell you, this kind of house can convert its own energy, and can use a combination of wind, water, sunlight and other energy sources. For example, water and wind can be used at the tail of the island to blow the water to form an external thrust, so that the island can be driven, and electricity can also be generated with water and wind power, and the excess energy can be collected so that it is not urgently needed.

I also want to design a kind of house in the potential sea, it sticks out from the bottom of four claw-like things, clinging to the bottom of the sea, a large tube sticks out of the top of the head to absorb oxygen, the living room is made of fully transparent tempered glass, you can watch all kinds of fish, shellfish and other deep-sea products, if the earthquake comes, the shockproof system will be automatically activated, level 8** will be reduced to an ant hitting the same vibration as a towering tree, of course, the house will not be harmed in the slightest.

If someone asks, what about the land on earth? Of course, it has its own wonderful use, let's take action together, plant flowers and trees, and make the earth a veritable big garden!

There is a small cross on the top of the spire, and below is a dimly lit attic. The attic was dimly lit, and the small high windows let in a glimmer of light.

A spiral staircase, like a whirlwind of time. Down, there is the bell tower. The rusty clock seemed to sing a rich song, and I looked through the wide back window with the railing carved with strange patterns—endless fields, budding trees, clear blue sky, white clouds in the shape of heaven.

Rotate back down the stairs and the dust settles. I saw the wide hall, empty, and silent.

Sunlight shines through the tall windows, piercing through the dust and onto the ground. The mosaic's mottled and colorful colors cast on the ground. Three-legged prayer stools, marble floors, high domes—the wind blows through the windows and blows the sunlight.

Broken cobwebs swirled in dark corners. There was a broom in the corner of the wall, as if full of curses.

I opened the dusty door, and the sound of the sun creaking echoed through the hall like a prayer.

I heard soft sobs twisting and turning. Sunshine and darkness are at odds with each other. A black cat flew lightning down the spiky rooftop, flashed past the sunlit cemetery next to the castle, and disappeared into the rustling trees.

The person you hate the most has become a pig! You laughed, and you felt so happy that you teased him .........

What happens when you dream that you and your good friend xx have become an animal?