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The Land of my Dreams
When I need to escape from the real world, I flee into my mind. This beautiful world filled with all kinds of colors, lights, fruits, and creatures is called my dream land. It’s very intriguing. The weather and landscape change as so does my mood. I imagine it as a grassy green meadow, the two feet tall green blades stood beneath my feet. Few fireflies swerved in the air, leaving streaks of lights hovering in the sky, emitted by their glow. A waterfall gushed from the top of a small cliff, water hyacinths float at the pond below the waterfall. Droplets form on the leaves of two cherry blossom trees. Slowly, they splash onto the ground. Daffodils, roses, lotuses, etc. sprout out from the earth. The waterfall flows onto a glossy river; fog is dispersed from the mist created by the splashing waters. The river divides into thin creeks running throughout the meadow. What I love to hear is the sound of the babbling creeks and the chirping of blue jays. Looking up at the glistening stars of the night comfort me, at the same time, the other half of this realm is sunny, where it’s possible to see the red rays of the rising sun. When I open my mouth, I can taste the sugary moisture in the atmosphere. Smelling the scent of pine trees makes me want to fall into a deep slumber. I feel like I just need someone to share this land of awe with. This place I can fantasize about is just amazing.

Description
The Land of my Dreams
When I need to escape from the real world, I flee into my mind. This beautiful world filled with all kinds of colors, lights, fruits, and creatures is called my dream land. It’s very intriguing. The weather and landscape change as so does my mood. I imagine it as a grassy green meadow, the two feet tall green blades stood beneath my feet. Few fireflies swerved in the air, leaving streaks of lights hovering in the sky, emitted by their glow. A waterfall gushed from the top of a small cliff, water hyacinths float at the pond below the waterfall. Droplets form on the leaves of two cherry blossom trees. Slowly, they splash onto the ground. Daffodils, roses, lotuses, etc. sprout out from the earth. The waterfall flows onto a glossy river; fog is dispersed from the mist created by the splashing waters. The river divides into thin creeks running throughout the meadow. What I love to hear is the sound of the babbling creeks and the chirping of blue jays. Looking up at the glistening stars of the night comfort me, at the same time, the other half of this realm is sunny, where it’s possible to see the red rays of the rising sun. When I open my mouth, I can taste the sugary moisture in the atmosphere. Smelling the scent of pine trees makes me want to fall into a deep slumber. I feel like I just need someone to share this land of awe with. This place I can fantasize about is just amazing.