A dream
I was in a cooking class. We were learning cooking fish.
The girl next to me noticed that the flavor of my fish was unnaturally good. Those around me were jealous and were wondering the reason. I was bewildered too. Soon I realized that the water I had used to cook the fish was not from the supply of our school. I got the water from a very special well. The water from the well was magic and sweet, which made my fish incredibly delicious.
I began to wonder where did the well come from. I looked inside the well. It was really bizarre, a young child sit in the well, blowing a green flute. The sweet water flowed out from the holes on the flute and thus the well formed.
The girl next to me noticed that the flavor of my fish was unnaturally good. Those around me were jealous and were wondering the reason. I was bewildered too. Soon I realized that the water I had used to cook the fish was not from the supply of our school. I got the water from a very special well. The water from the well was magic and sweet, which made my fish incredibly delicious.
I began to wonder where did the well come from. I looked inside the well. It was really bizarre, a young child sit in the well, blowing a green flute. The sweet water flowed out from the holes on the flute and thus the well formed.