Today,I gave us an interesting beginning
about "if money grew on tree".
That's only an imaginary picture in 2100. Now,let me make it true...

Another day now, the bright sunny light is pouring into my bedroom.
The light is so shiny that I am forced to open my recluctant eyes to
see what has happened.
When I open my eyes, I notice that my room is lighted by one kind of
light, a shiny golden light that makes my room very bright and
beautiful. I go up to the window and bang them open (I didn't open
them in the winter.) To my suprisement, I see
the trees in the garden are bearing one
kind of fruit. Can you imagine? It is money --- the paper money
we use all day! Jesus! I looks at it with my mouth wide open.
I pinch my arm hard and, it still hurts now. It's true Although the trees has no leaves yet, they are really full of fruit
--- money, the thing I urgently need, the thing I long for, the thing I work fo
r. Suddenly, I break into laughter. I will be rich.
"When I was young, I always ask my mother, what will I be? Will I be
rich? Will I be pretty?..." Singing this song, I rush to the garden.

Money in hands, I check them carefully, the design, the color, the
paper. Yeah, it's absolutely true! Then, what should I do? The first
thing I do is to carry the ladder. I must pick the money as soon
as possible, otherwise someone else will know my fortune and I will
be in a certain danger.

Let's continue it together
and
It is your turn!!!!!!!!