My Place of Imagination

I guess i'm a kind of what it is called dreamer. My fantasy and my imagination often works too hard on me, that it would drop me somewhere that I even don't know where it is. I don't really sure about how it works. When I feel unsure about anything, I feel bad, then suddenly I remember that place, that fantasy, that imagination. Then it makes my heart feel warm. I even don't know if this place is real or not, but I feel like I 've ever gone there before.

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The first place, located in a short path of a forest, not a wild forest, maybe, because it's so beautiful there. When I walk along the path, I see many big and shady trees at left and right side of me. It was in the afternoon maybe 4 p.m after the rain. The sunlight filtered by leaves of the trees. Because it was rain before, so raindrops fall from the leaves of the trees.

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The second place, located in a wide wheat field. It was at noon, The sun was shining brightly, but wasn't hot. I am alone, nobody else in there. Just me, raising up my hand and feel the wind blow softly.

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The third place, it was spring, I was on the hill with nice grass field on it. It seems like the grass fields has been taken care well. I was only sitting and enjoying my day there.

That three places always makes me feel warm. Whenever i'm in pain or having troubles in my life, I just dream those places and all of my troubles are left away.