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As I dreamed in childhood, I have grown up while time flies away. Yet at the mean time of being proud of my maturity, I believe something was lost at somewhere unknown to me. It seems like it evaporated in the air without any trace.
I go back to my garden. Closing my eyes, I try to reminisce every piece of that “something”. However, what I get are the fragrance of cloves and roses, also the void of my mind.
I stare at the magenta lily with my glazed eyes, contemplating about that “something” which feels so real, though doesn’t exist anymore. Without it, everything appears to be dull and tedious, and the world lost its colour. I hope time can pass quicker so I can be fast asleep in bed soon.
“I have to get ‘it’ back,” I murmur to myself.
Unfortunately, although the clock has ticked into midnight, I still cannot fall asleep as if the lost haunts me. I pick a book from my bookshelf, the story of Swan Lake, whose ending is filled with sorrow and love which the river of time cannot wash away but only smoothen.
Oh! Time! Time. The word flashes through my mind. The drowsiness finally carries me to sleep when the first light of dawn shines, yet the will of finding that lost thing is growing.
I find myself in the Swan Lake. I tap gently on the surface of the water, and a grotesque creature with a dolphin’s head and a Dugong’s body emerges from the bottom.
“Are you finding something?”It asks.
“Something that is long lost but unknown to me.”
“Well, I have things here, maybe one of them belongs to you,”the monster seems to know the answer.
“What are they?”
The monster vanishes.
All at once, I find myself surrounded by the tweeting of birds and redolence of flowers. Friends play around the courtyard; parents chat in the sunshine. I sit quietly drawing the mysterious universe according to my own definition, and writing sentimental proses to preserve the happiness with tears. The scenery is so fabulous that I dare not disturb it for the fear of shattering it.
I see myself accompanied by an old falcon, soaring freely in that mild September-blue sky and inhaling the pleasant scent from the far end of the world, as I always imagined in dreams while I was young. I carefully brush against the falcon’s wings which wrap around all my fantasies, so it can fly high up in the air, again.
I wake up, realising that what I had really lost was my endorsement for a simple life. Time washes out people’s ego; and polishes individuals’ personalities. Unconsciously, hardships deprives us of the power of imagination; compromises sacrifice the appreciation for life.

一看这么多英文瞬间累爱

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我英语还算好的Ahhh[

高大上

我往下这么一翻就看到了好东西

看见英语瞬间头疼……