The first place that I dream well was a pieaseant field with a pond of deer water in it .Trees made shadows over the pond and water plants grew at the deep end .On one side was another field and on the other side we looked over a gate at my best friend's house with stood at the hills .At the top of our field were more tall trees ,and at the bottom was a fast-runing stream.
But in our life. no place like it .The environment was polluted by humen stream are no longer dear .There are few trees.I can't find a place like my dream place.
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