In this world no magic, no superman, I will always find out what I want. These things just dont exist in the real world, but my "spiritual world", I call these imaginary things "fantasy". My "fantasy" rich and colorful, great variety, including: happy, sweet, bitter, and that I cant forget......

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People say that the kindergarten is the heaven of happiness. There is a lovely aunt, beautiful teacher in welcome us; There are delicious food, a lot of fun toys in waiting for us; Naivete and like us friends and spend childhood with us.

Now, I have grown up and gone through the time kindergarten I also learned the kindergarten life "good". If someone say how good the kindergarten, I really want to slap him!

Kindergarten life really without too much affection in my mind, but I hate. If also can again I would never go to this maddening "mental hospital"! There is neither a lovely aunt also does not have a beautiful teacher, not to mention the delicious food and friendly friends! Only with psychiatric hospital as crazy as "patient" and takes care of the patient "doctor".

In this hellish day, no parents support and a guarantee of ones life for themselves and to escape the kindergarten can be a delusion. Really make me happy thing is that my "fantasy". My "fantasy" is also from kindergarten began one day.

I almost every day in the kindergarten time, imagine themselves into different people, there are police officers, pilots, superman, the Ottoman and state President and many other different identity of human beings. (at least I have never seen my fantasy is a girl) in I imagine Im a what kind of role at the same time I also imagine match the character with the scene:

I am a policeman, a submachine gun in the hand, is in a gun fight with criminals, bullets whizzing around fallen comrades and not far from here, with the mob fierce gun battle, as a police officer, I have no fear to go forward, held up in the hands of a gun to the gunman shot, click clicking... .

Ha ha! I transformed into an Ottoman, standing in front of me is an ugly monster, it is attacking humans, as "the guardian" earth I have an obligation to protect the safety of human beings. Look for! Monster, OTT light waves, bi crackers, monster elimination.

As Chinas President, at the head of the national army in the fight against foreign invaders and recover the unification of China, world domination, ha ha!

Lots and lots of "fantasy" constitutes the happy time of my kindergarten, let me find a little called in overcast sky the dawn of the "fantasy", this is the beginning of the my fantasy... _baidu_page_
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Primary school is my most happy, the sweetest time, is I most want to keep a period of one of the "fantasy" of memory. Because there are my favorite "she" in the memory, so I share memories of the "fantasy" is so beautiful!

She is my Chinese teacher who is the teacher in charge, she is a person who is kind and gentle, the person in our class are very fond of her. She likes to wear some mature elegant cheongsam and beautiful high heels, this makes her even more highlighted the "classical beauty" of Oriental female. At that time I really like her lessons, class and always find a question for her, and she also patient answer, this makes my language result is one of the best in our class.

Sixth grade I mature faster than their peers, has a curious on womens bodies and nameless, and realize the knowledge about "sex" from the Internet, which makes me pay more attention to "she", and all of my "fantasy" with her:

Class, I like to watch her every move, more mind imagine the picture "intimacy" with her. (" picture "lenovo) obtained from the Internet. Writing assignments are fantasizing about to have dinner with her, she how cute they are eating. Writing homework in the evening, will be with her fantasy beside teach my homework appearance; Even sleeping at night, I also in the fantasy "she" "sleep" with me...

Too many "fantasy" that I often absent-minded in class, homework cant finish, grades drop significantly. In the end, she found me and talk with me. At first, she didnt like other teacher asking it ask the reason of my grades step backwards, but is concerned about the condition of my life, then slowly led me to discuss about learning and retrogression. I also some shy, see her eyes are floating, also faltered out to talk to her. But when it comes to results from the reason I am silent, more cant look straight into her eyes, flurried low head. She seemed to see the secrets in my heart is gentle to say that I looked at her, I slowly raised his head and looked at her. When I saw her beautiful eyes fill with tears, my heart was moved by her tears, I know she is just flow tears of sad for me, as a man, I cant let I love "she" tears!

After that conversation, I am in life, in the school to love myself "fantasy" urge to put more effort into learning; She never again put on her beautiful Chinese dress and high heels, but put on more neutral clothes and hair cut short hair, the whole person looks like a handsome male teacher, which made my "fantasy" less and less. The results of my grades and steadily increased, Chinese grade ranked first in his class.

After graduating from primary school, I got a little reward: she kissed my forehead, it makes my heart alacrity, and stationed in my heart a little wish: I grew up I must to marry her! But in my three years after graduation she married one day, her husband is a handsome man sunshine. I wish into the "fantasy". _baidu_page_
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My deskmate in junior middle school three years has not changed, her name is called Lin Xiang, her name and her people, always sending out the faint scent. Shes very nice very tender, just like my primary school teacher.

People often say: the advantage of month. At the time the first I was thinking about whether can use this sentence to me? But small fragrant (I gave her a nickname) is a study hard children, and my heart has been like the "people". Even so I cannot refrain from "fantasy" :

If I can go home together after school with her every day, that the more good! Its a pity that my family and her family is in two directions at once, and her mother often to take her home.

If I can have dinner together with her every day, to go to travel on the weekend, that it would be great! Its a pity that she is a love of learning boy dont like to play and she like to go with the girls in for dinner.

If she is my girlfriend, we can together every day, her hands, kiss kiss, do a happy couple. It would be much good! Except that I was a cowardly people, do not have the courage to say to her...

If too much, and its a pity that makes her feelings and I can only keep on the good friend stage, and she and I discussed in junior high school most topic is "learning". In learning, become friends, encourage each other in the study, this makes us grades the unshakeable foundations "top two" in the class. As a result, the junior middle school we both made a good result, admitted to a famous high school, but both were not in the same high school.

The end of junior high school, in our class graduation party will "on, dont drink little sweet also drunk. People in our class ready to disperse, small incense took my hand and asked me to send her to go home, this is the first time she begged me to send her home, is also the first time I see little sweet home.

In this fantastic night sky, we walk on the quiet street, her head on my shoulder, quietly both of them didnt speak, walk quietly, just like that. At this time my heart there is a kind of unspeakable joy, along with hint of bitterness...

I dont know how long, we came to a small small fragrant incense said dwelling area doorway, small fragrant stopped turned back tightly em
ace me. Suddenly, I feel the chest shirt wet, I know that small sweet tears.

My heart a love dearly, also hug small incense. We hug to each other for a long time, small sweet raised his head, the tears wet eyes looked at me and said: "the junior middle school time can have a lifetime... if..., I will do a lifetime...... with you sit at the same table, into the............... I like you." Small sweet after finish, I felt a warm lips, then small sweet turned and disappeared in my sight.

Junior high school of time with "small sweet kiss", from then on I could not see his little sweet. But that he is in the bottom of the pain in my heart, cant forget. _baidu_page_
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Two "beloved" leave me, with this sad mood I on in high school.

Im not going to fall in love high school life, he decided to do a "monk" and struggle for the college entrance examination. The reason for this is not only the sad heart had yet to heal also includes only five girls in our class factors in it, so I volunteered to let the girl of our class to the guys in the class.

High school, I in order to make myself in this school is various, pressure find more fun day, I most of his spare time in their own fantasy "future" :

After the university entrance exam to travel, met with a girl in a park in the misty rain, she became my girlfriend, talk to her about a magnificent and victorious love, so as to cure my sad heart.

College entrance examination has obtained the excellent result, I could be admitted to tsinghua university, Peking University, admitted to the I go to graduate school, after finishing study to test abundantly and to the toefl test to go a
oad, to become a multinational company executives.

Wait me rich of time I went back to open a company, after a virtuous wife, marry to spend the rest of my life...

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I know most of my high school fantasy of "content" is not possible, otherwise it is not called "fantasy". Things are always conflict with I "think", might be gods his old mans house dont let me get it.

High school I even very hard tsinghua Beijing university, more dont say "ones deceased father grind" later; The college entrance examination after I went to the jiangnan tourism, looking forward to meet in a misty rain. But didnt in this picturesque jiangnan met that my mind think that "woman"; Im looking forward to start a company also dont know whether can realize, everything is unknown...

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Yes, I know I have a lot of fantasy, can realize they seem, but all be illusory vision, so called "fantasy". My illusion of every period are different, they change as my age increased, more and more mature, more and more tend to be more realistic. Its a pity that it is I cant touch the "dream", it is full of that I could not forget the past, slowly disappear in the long river of time.

In order to make them not by years of cruel and erase, I decided to put the "they" recorded in my article, that "they" become vivid memories, let me quietly looking at "them", when the old can also remember that I cant let go of the past.