Hate fortune telling

I hate fortune telling, but I'm afraid of what will happen. Today, a fortune teller (who claims to be? Half fairy? ) unexpectedly delivered to the door, saying that today I made an exception to help people tell their fortune for free, and I have a fate with him. He can help me figure out what kind of young man I will be after the sixth grade. It's free for me to listen to it, and it doesn't hurt to look at Teacher Li's proposition composition "I After the Sixth Grade". Anyway, what I saw with my own eyes is better than what I thought was unrealistic there Just tell your fortune!

As soon as the man knew that I was talking about fortune telling, he grabbed my hand and began to make some necessary preparations for fortune telling, just like picking up gold bars or grabbing beautiful women. He looked at his scary face flushed with excitement. My heart? Hit someone? Hit someone? I can't stop jumping. Seeing that he is so kind, he can't pretend to tell a fortune and then shut me down. He doesn't seem to be like this. Whatever. Let him go when he's done.

Ready, I can't wait to follow his instructions and put my head close to the crystal ball. This ball has two sides. Tell me two different me. This is the first level?

After the sixth grade, I was a visionary. I'm about to finish my first novel, Teenagers Listening to Nighttalk, and my mind is full of imagination. They are like the sea when the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the earth, pouring out waves of spray, which looks shiny under the setting sun and looks like a rolling orange and a flame from a distance; Looking at glistening, such as mercury. My imagination is like these unpredictable beautiful waves, one after another, reflecting one story after another: the excitement of the warrior defeating the monster; The brilliance of the sudden epiphany of the wicked. I will also imagine an advanced spaceship with super-cosmic speed, so that human beings can completely get rid of the gravity of the earth and start new explorations farther away from the moon. Besides, in my imagination, I can do what I want without so much homework. If these can appear in life, how good it would be!

? Not bad ~ ~ I smacked my lips and continued to twist my head to another level?

After the sixth grade, I am still a thoughtful person. I will think about a series of questions, such as why fish can't fly. Why can't birds swim? Or thinking? The sky is high for birds to fly, and the sea is wide for fish to jump? Whether this maxim is practical or not. Because in 2007, water pollution and air pollution will be more serious. There are toxic gases floating in the sky, and the water becomes dark, with a lot of garbage floating and stinking. The population has skyrocketed and competition has become unfair. As the saying goes? A grain of rice raises a hundred kinds of people? , rich people take it? Use the back door? Way, relying on friendship just squeezes the poor.

Can there be birds in the sky and fish in the water?

? Postscript: I wrote down everything I saw from the crystal ball. This is the article. But I missed the rest, and now I'm here to tell you secretly that I'm actually a fortune teller? He is called a fairy because he is the embodiment of Master Guanyin! He told me a truth:? The only thing a person can't hold with his right hand is his right hand, and the same is true of people. Only by surpassing ourselves can we not be confined to small places and create better results. ? Dear friend, you said, right?