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Now the Special English Program American Stories. Our Story is called ''The Diamond Lens''. It was written by Fitz-James O'Brien. Today we will hear the second and final part of the story. Here is Maurice Joyce with part two of ''The Diamond Lens''.

When I was a child, someone gave me a microscope. I spent hours looking through that microscope, exploring nature's tiny secrets. As I grew up, I became more interested in my microscope than in people. When I was 20 years old, my parents sent me to New York City to study medicine. I never went to any of my classes, instead, I spent all my time and a lot of my money trying to build the perfect microscope. I wanted to make a powerful lens that would let me see even the smallest parts of life, but all my experiments failed.

Then one day I met a young man who lived in the apartment above mine, Jules Simon told me about a woman who could speak to the dead. When I visited Madam Valpus, she let me speak to the spirit of the man who invented the microscope. The spirit of Anton Van Leeuwenhoek told me how to make a perfect lens from a diamond of 140 carats. But where could I find a diamond that big?

When I returned home, I went to Simon's apartment. He was surprised to see me and tried to hide a small object in his pocket. I wanted to discover what it was, so I brought two bottles of wine to his apartment. We began to drink. By the time we had finished the first bottle, Simon was very drunk. 'Simon, I know you have a secret. Why don't you told me about it?'
Something in my voice must have made him feel safe. He made me promise to keep a secret. Then he took a small box from his pocket.

When he opened it, I saw a large diamond shape like a rose. A pure white light seem to come from deep inside the diamond. Simon told me he had stolen the diamond from a man in South America. He said it weighed exactly 140 carats. Excitment shock my body. I could not believe my luck. On the same evening that the spirit of Leeuwenhoek tells me the secret of the perfect lens, I find the diamond I need to create it. I decided to steal Simon's treasure.

lyroro

homework

Now the Special English Program American Stories. Our Story is called the Diamond Lenth. It was written by N.. Today we will hear the second and final part of the story. Here is N. with part 2 of the Diamond Lenth.

When I was a child, someone gave me a microscope. I spent hours looking through that microscrop, exploring natrue's tiny secrets. As i grew up, I became more interested in my microscrop than in people. When I was 20 years old, my parents sent me to New York city to study medicine. I never went to any of my classes, in stead I spent all my time and a lot of my money trying to build the perfect microscrop. I wanted to make a powerful lamps that would let me see even the smallest parts of life, but all my experiments failed. Then, one day I met a young man who lived in the apartment above mine, N. told me about a women who could speak to the dead. When I visited Madem N., she let me speak to the spirit of the man who invented the microscrope, the spirit of N. told me how to make a perfect lamps from a diamond of 140 carots. But where could I find a diamond that big? When I returned home, I went to N.'s apartment. He was surprise to see me and tried to hide a small object in his pocket. I wanted to discover what it was, so I brought two bottles of wine to his apartment. We began to drink. By the time we had finished the first bottle, N. was very drunk. "N., I know you have a secret. Why don't you told me about it?" Something in my voice must have made him feel safe. He made me promise to keep a secret. Then he took a small box from his pocket. When he opened it, I saw a large diamond shape like a rose. I pure white light seem to come from deep inside the diamond. N. told me he had stolen the diamond from a man in South America. He said it weight exactly 140 carots. Excitment shock my body. I could not believe my luck. On the same evening that the spirit of N. tells me the secret of the perfect lamps, I find the diamond I need to created it. I decide to steal N.'s treasure.

szxexcalibur

on lyroro
Now the Special English Program American Stories. Our Story is called the Diamond Lenth. It was written by N.. Today we will hear the second and final part of the story. Here is N. with part 2 of the Diamond Lens.

When I was a child, someone gave me a microscope. I spent hours looking through that microscope, exploring natrue's tiny secrets.
As i grew up, I became more interested in my microscope than in people. When I was 20 years old, my parents sent me to New York city to study medicine.
I never went to any of my classes, in stead I spent all my time and a lot of my money trying to build the perfect microscope.
I wanted to make a powerful lens that would let me see even the smallest parts of life, but all my experiments failed.
Then, one day I met a young man who lived in the apartment above mine, N. told me about a women who could speak to the dead.
When I visited Madem N., she let me speak to the spirit of the man who invented the microscope, the spirit of N. told me how to make a perfect lens from a diamond of 140 carats. But where could I find a diamond that big?
When I returned home, I went to N.'s apartment. He was surprise to see me and tried to hide a small object in his pocket. I wanted to discover what it was, so I brought two bottles of wine to his apartment.
We began to drink. By the time we had finished the first bottle, N. was very drunk. "N., I know you have a secret. Why don't you told me about it?"
Something in my voice must have made him feel safe. He made me promise to keep a secret. Then he took a small box from his pocket.
When he opened it, I saw a large diamond shape like a rose. I pure white light seem to come from deep inside the diamond. N. told me he had stolen the diamond from a man in South America.
He said it weight exactly 140 carats. Excitment shock my body. I could not believe my luck. On the same evening that the spirit of N. tells me the secret of the perfect lamps, I find the diamond I need to created it. I decide to steal N.'s treasure.

lily tiger

on szxexcalibur

Now the Special English Program American Stories. Our Story is called the Diamond Lens. It was written by Fitz-James O'Brien. Today we will hear the second and final part of the story. Here is Morce Joyce with part two of the Diamond Lens.

When I was a child, someone gave me a microscope. I spent hours looking through that microscope, exploring natrue's tiny secrets.
As i grew up, I became more interested in my microscope than in people. When I was 20 years old, my parents sent me to New York city to study medicine.
I never went to any of my classes, instead I spent all my time and a lot of my money trying to build the perfect microscope.
I wanted to make a powerful lens that would let me see even the smallest parts of life, but all my experiments failed.
Then, one day I met a young man who lived in the apartment above mine, Jew Simon told me about a woman who could speak to the dead.
When I visited Madam Valpus, she let me speak to the spirit of the man who invented the microscope, the spirit of untown Lavin Hook told me how to make a perfect lens from a diamond of 140 carats. But where could I find a diamond that big?
When I returned home, I went to Simon's apartment. He was surprised to see me and tried to hide a small object in his pocket. I wanted to discover what it was, so I brought two bottles of wine to his apartment.
We began to drink. By the time we had finished the first bottle, Simon was very drunk. "Simon, I know you have a secret. Why don't you told me about it?"
Something in my voice must have made him feel safe. He made me promise to keep a secret. Then he took a small box from his pocket.
When he opened it, I saw a large diamond shape like a rose, a pure white light seem to come from deep inside the diamond. Simon told me he had stolen the diamond from a man in South America.
He said it weight exactly 140 carats. Excitment shock my body. I could not believe my luck. On the same evening that the spirit of /Lavin Hook/ tells me the secret of the perfect lens, I find / diamond I need to create/ it. I decide to steal Simon's treasure.

Silas.teng

homework 欢迎参与听写，请标明作业 －－春山

Now the Special English Program American Stories. Our Story is called the Diamond Lenth. It was written by N.. Today we will hear the second and final part of the story. Here is N. with part 2 of the Diamond Lenth.

When I was a child, someone gave me a microscope. I spent hours looking through that microscrop, exploring natrue's tiny secrets. As i grew up, I became more interested in my microscrop than in people. When I was 20 years old, my parents sent me to New York city to study medicine. I never went to any of my classes, in stead I spent all my time and a lot of my money trying to build the perfect microscrop. I wanted to make a powerful lamps that would let me see even the smallest parts of life, but all my experiments failed. Then, one day I met a young man who lived in the apartment above mine, N. told me about a women who could speak to the dead. When I visited Madem N., she let me speak to the spirit of the man who invented the microscrope, the spirit of N. told me how to make a perfect lamps from a diamond of 140 carots. But where could I find a diamond that big? When I returned home, I went to N.'s apartment. He was surprise to see me and tried to hide a small object in his pocket. I wanted to discover what it was, so I brought two bottles of wine to his apartment. We began to drink. By the time we had finished the first bottle, N. was very drunk. "N., I know you have a secret. Why don't you told me about it?" Something in my voice must have made him feel safe. He made me promise to keep a secret. Then he took a small box from his pocket. When he opened it, I saw a large diamond shape like a rose. I pure white light seem to come from deep inside the diamond. N. told me he had stolen the diamond from a man in South America. He said it weight exactly 140 carots. Excitment shock my body. I could not believe my luck. On the same evening that the spirit of N. tells me the secret of the perfect lamps, I find the diamond I need to created it. I decide to steal N.'s treasure.

aaron_aaron

Homework
Now the Special English program American Stories.
Our story is called The Diamond Lens. It was written by Fitz-James O'Brien. Today we will hear the second and final part of the story. Here is M.J. with part 2 of the diamond lens.
When I was a child, someone gave me a microscope. I spent hours looking through that microscope, exploring nature’s tiny secrets. As I grew up, I became more interested in my microscope than in people. When I was 20 years old, my parents sent me to New York City to study medicine. I never went to any of my classes. Instead, I spent all of my time and a lot of my money trying to build the perfect microscope. I wanted to make a powerful lens that would let me see even the smallest parts of life. But all my experiments failed. Then one day I met a young man who lived in the apartment above mine. June Simon told me about a woman who could speak to the dead. When I visited Madam W…, she let me speak to the spirit of the man who invented the microscope. The spirit of R.Hooke told me how to make a perfect lens from a diamond of 140 carats. But where could find a diamond that big. When I returned home, I went to Simon’s apartment. He was surprised to see me and tried to hide a small object in his pocket. I wanted to discover what it was, so I brought two bottles of wine to his apartment. We began to drink. By the time we had finished the first bottle, Simon was very drunk. “Simon, I know you have a secret. Why don’t you tell me about it?” Something in my voice must have made him feel safe. He made me promised to keep this secret. Then, he took a small box from his pocket. When he opened it, I saw a large diamond shaped like a rose. A pure white light seemed to come from deep inside the diamond. Simon told me he’d stolen the diamond from a man in South America. He said it weight exactly 140 carats. Excitement shocked my body. I could not believe my look. On the same evening that the spirit of R.Hooke tells me the secret of the perfect lens, I find the diamond that I need to create it. I decided to steal Simon’s treasure.

gotte

Homework
When I was a child someone give me a microscope, I spent hours, looking through that microscope, exploring nature’s tiny secrets. As I grew up, I became more interested in my microscope than in people. When I was twenty years old, my parents sent me to New York city to study medicine. I never went to any of my classes. Instead, I spent all my time and a lot of my money trying to build the perfect microscope. I wanted to make a powerful lens that would let me see even the smallest parts of life. But all my experiments failed. Then, one day I met a young man who lived in the apartment above mine. JS told me about a woman who could speak to the dead. When I visited madam V, she let me speak the spirit of the man who invented the microscope. The spirit of ALH told me how to make a perfect lens from a diamond of 140 carats. But where could I find a diamond that big. When I returned home, I went to Simon’s apartment. He was surprised to see me and tried to hide a small object in his pocket. I wanted to discover what it was. So, I brought two bottles of wines to his apartment. We began to drink. By the time we had finished the first bottle, Simon was very drunk. “Simon, I know you have a secret. Why don’t you tell me about it?” something in my voice must have made him feel safe. He made me promise to keep his secret. Then, he toke a small box from his pocket. When he open it, I saw a large diamond-shape like a /, a pure white light seemed to come from deep inside the diamond. Simon told me he has stolen the diamond from a man in South America. He said it weighed exactly 140 carats. Excitement shot my body. I could not believe my /. On the same evening that the spirit of LH tells me the secret of the perfect lens, I find the diamond I need to create it. I decided to steal Simon’s treasure.

mzhang6

homework

Now the Special English Program American English.

Our story is called Diamond Lens, it was written by Fitz-James O’Brien. Today we were here the second and final part of the story, here is Maurce Jorce with part two with the Diamond Lens.

While I was child someone give me a microscope, I spend hours looking through that microscope. It’s exploring nature’s tiny secrets. As I grew up, I became more interesting microscope than people.

When I was 20 years old my parents sent me to New York City to studyb medicine. I never went any of my classes. Instead I spend all my time and a lot of my money try to build the perfect microscope. I want to make powerful lens that would let me see even the smallest parts of life.

Then, Monday, I met a young man lived in the apartment above me. June Simon told me about a woman who could speak to the dead. When I visited Madam Morphes she let me speak to the spirit of the man who invented microcrope. The spirit of U. Leeuwenhoek told me how to make a perfect lens from diamond of one hundred forty carats. But where I could find diamond that big.

When I return the home I went to Simon’s apartment. He was surprise to see me and try to high as small subject in his pocket. I want to discover what it was, so I bought two bottles of wine to his apartment. We began to drink, by the time we had finished the first bottle Simon was very drunk.

“Simon, I know you have the secret. Why don’t you tell me about it? Something in my voice must have made him feels safe.”

He made me promised to keep the secret, then he took a small box from his pocket. When he open it I saw a large diamond shape like rose, a pure white light seem to come from it inside the diamond. Simon told me he had stolen the diamond from a man in South America. He said it weighed exactly one hundred forty carats.

Excitement shook my body, I could not believe my look on the same evening that the spirit of Leeuwenhoek tells me the secret of perfect lens, I find the diamond I need to created. I decided to steal Simon’s treasure.

cxh1216

homework
Now the Special English Program American Stories. Our Story is called the Diamond Lens. It was written by Fitz-James O'Brien. Today we will hear the second and final part of the story. Here is ???? with part two of the Diamond Lens.

When I was a child, someone gave me a microscope. I spent hours looking through that microscope, exploring natural tiny secrets.
As I grew up, I became more interested in my microscope than in people. When I was 20 years old, my parents sent me to New York city to study medicine.
I never went to any of my classes, instead I spent all my time and a lot of my money trying to build the perfect microscope.
I wanted to make a powerful lens that would let me see even the smallest patch of life, but all my experiments failed.
Then, one day I met a young man who lived in the apartment above mine, Jew Simon told me about a woman who could speak to the dead. When I visited Madam Valpus, she let me speak to the spirit of the man who invented the microscope. The spirit of untown Lavin Hook told me how to make a perfect lens from a diamond of 140 carats. But where could I find a diamond that big?
When I returned home, I went to Simon's apartment. He was surprised to see me and tried to hide a small object in his pocket. I wanted to discover what it was, so I brought two bottles of wine to his apartment. We began to drink. By the time we had finished the first bottle, Simon was very drunk. "Simon, I know you have a secret. Why don't you told me about it?"
Something in my voice must have made him feel safe. He made me promise to keep his secret. Then he took a small box from his pocket. When he opened it, I saw a large diamond shape likeed a rose, a pure white light seemed come from deep inside the diamond. Simon told me he had stolen the diamond from a man in South America. He said it weight exactly 140 carats. Excitment shock my body. I could not believe my luck. On the same evening that the spirit of Lavin Hook told me the secret of the perfect lens, I find the diamond I need to create it. I decided to steal Simon's treasure.

春山如笑

on lily tiger

Now the Special English Program American Stories. Our Story is called The Diamond Lens. It was written by Fitz-James O'Brien. Today we will hear the second and final part of the story. Here is Morce Joyce with part two of The Diamond Lens.

When I was a child, someone gave me a microscope. I spent hours looking through that microscope, exploring nature's tiny secrets. As I grew up, I became more interested in my microscope than in people. When I was 20 years old, my parents sent me to New York City to study medicine. I never went to any of my classes, instead, I spent all my time and a lot of my money trying to build the perfect microscope. I wanted to make a powerful lens that would let me see even the smallest parts of life, but all my experiments failed.

Then one day I met a young man who lived in the apartment above mine, Jew Simon told me about a woman who could speak to the dead. When I visited Madam Valpus, she let me speak to the spirit of the man who invented the microscope. The spirit of Anton Van Leeuwenhoek told me how to make a perfect lens from a diamond of 140 carats. But where could I find a diamond that big?

When I returned home, I went to Simon's apartment. He was surprised to see me and tried to hide a small object in his pocket. I wanted to discover what it was, so I brought two bottles of wine to his apartment. We began to drink. By the time we had finished the first bottle, Simon was very drunk. "Simon, I know you have a secret. Why don't you told me about it?"
Something in my voice must have made him feel safe. He made me promise to keep a secret. Then he took a small box from his pocket.

When he opened it, I saw a large diamond shape like a rose. A pure white light seem to come from deep inside the diamond. Simon told me he had stolen the diamond from a man in South America. He said it weighed exactly 140 carats. Excitment shock my body. I could not believe my luck. On the same evening that the spirit of Leeuwenhoek tells me the secret of the perfect lens, I find the diamond I need to create it. I decided to steal Simon's treasure.

缦沉

homework(第一次听写。写得很乱。不好意思） 欢迎参与！撒花～ －－春山

when i was a child .someone gave me a microscope.i spent hours looking through the microscope.exploring nature's tiny secrets.as i grew p .i became

interested in my microscope.then in people when i was 21 years old.my parents sent me to New York city to study medicine.i never went to any in my

classes.instead.i spent all my time and a lot of my money try to build a perfect microscope.i wanted to make a powful lens that would let me see even the

smallest parts of life .but all my experiments failed.then one day i met a young man who lived in the apartment above mine. told me about a woman

who could speak to the .when i visited madam hopeless.she let me speak to the spirit of the man who invented the microscope.the spirit of

told me how to make a perfect lends from the diament on 140 carents.but where could i find the diament that big.when i returned home.i went to 's

apartment he was surprised to see me .and tried to hind her small in her pocket .i wanted to discover what it was .so i brought two

bottles of wine to his surprisement,we began to drink.by the time we had finished the first bottle. was very drunk. i know you have a

secret.why don't you told me about it.something in my vioce must make him feel safe.he made me promise to keep the secret.then he took a small box in his

pocket.when he opened it.i saw a large diament shape like a rose .a pure white light.seemed to come from deep inside the diament. told me he stolen the

diament from a man in south America.he said it weighted exactly 140 carents. shocked my body i could not believe my luck.on the same evening.

the spirit of tells me the secret of the perfect lens .i find the diament i need to creat it .i decided to steal 's .i the cross of

table from him.has him drink another glass of wine.final,i could not simply steal the diament. would call the plice.there was the only one way to get

the diament.i had to kill .everything i needed to murder .was right there in .the bottle flowed the sleeping .was on the table

there is bed.a long thin knife lay on the table. was so busy looking at his diament and i was able to put the drug in the glass quite easily.he

felt asleep in 15 minits.i put his diament in my pocket.and carried to the bed.i wanted to make the plice think had killed himself.i picked up 's

long thin knife.and down at him.i tried to image exactly how then i 's heart.if he was holding the knife himself.i pushed the knife

deep into his heard .i heard the sound come from his .like .his body moved and his right hand craped the handle of the knife.he must have died

immediately.i washed our glasses and took the two bottle of wine away with me.i left the closed the door .and went back to my apartment. 's

death was not dicoveried until the three o'clock the next day.one of neighbours knocked his door.and there was no answer.she called the plice.they

discovered 's body on the bed.the plice questioned everyone.but they did not learn the truth .the plice finally decided had killed himself.and

soon everyone forgot about it.i had the perfect crime.for three months.after 's death .i worked day and night on my diament lens.at last the lenswas

done.i has i put a drop of water on a piece of glass carefully i added some oil to the water. to i turned on a strong light

under the glass.and looked throught the diament lens.for a moment .i saw nothing.in that drop of water.and then i saw a pure white

light.carefully. i moved the lens of my microscope closer to the drop of water.slowly ,the white light began to change.it began to form shapes .i could see

clouds.and wonderful trees and flowers.these plants with the most unusual colours.bright reds,greens,purpose.as well as sivil and gold.the of these

trees moved slowly and the soft wind.everywhere i looked.i could see fruits and flowers have a thousand different colours.how strange i thought.but this

beautiful place has no animal life in it .then i saw something moving slowly among the brightly colour trees and bushes.the of the purpose and ilvil

were gently pushed the side.and there ,before my eye stood a most beautiful woman i had ever seen.she was perfect can scan .large blue eyes .and long

golden hair .that throwed over her shoulders to knees. she stepped the way from the rainbow colour trees like a flower flowing upon water.she through

the air.watching her move was like listening to the sound of tiny bellsringing the the wind.she went to the rainbow colour trees .and looked up one of

them.the tree moved one of brantries that was followed fruit.it'd lower the branch to her ,and she took one of the fruits.she turned it in her tiny hands.and

began to eat.how i wished i had power to enter that bright light and flowed with her throught the beautiful forests.suddenly.i reslised i had fell in love

with this tiny creature.i loved someone who would never love me back.someone who was a prensener in a drop of water.i ran out of the room ,threw myself on my

bed ,and cried till i fell asleep.day after day.i returned to my microscope to watch her.i never left my apartment.i really even ate or slept.one day.as

usual.i went to my microscope readied to watch my love.she was there.but the terrible change had taken place.her face had become thin .and she could hardly

walk.the wonderful light in her golden hair and blue eyes. was gone.at that moment.i wanted to give my soul to become as small as she.and entered her world

to help her.what was causing her to be so sick.she seemed in great pain.i watched her for hours.helpless and along with my breaking heart.she grew weaker.and

weaker.the forest also was changing.the trees were losing their wonderful colours.suddenly.i realised i had not look at the drop of water for several days.i

had looked into it with the microscope.but not added it.as soon as i looked at the glass under the microscope.i understood the horrible truth.i had forgotten

to add more oil to the drop of water to stopped it from drying.the drop of water had disappeared.i rushed again to look through the lens.the rainbow forests

were all gone.my love lay in the of weak light.her pink body was dried and .her eyes were black's dust.slowly she disappeared forever.i and worked

many hours later on pieces of my microscope.i had when .my mind was as breaken as diament lens.i to my dad.and ...when i finally got better

months later.all my money was gone.people now say i'm crazy.they call me the mad scientist.noone believes i spoke to the spirit of .they laugh

when i tell them how i killed .and stole his diament to make the perfect lens.they think i never that beautiful world and the drop of water.but i know

the truth of diament lens.and now so do you.

shuihui哩哩

homework

Now the Special English Program American English.Our story is called Diamond Lens, it was written by Fitz-James O’Brien. Today we were here the second and final part of the story, here is Maurce Jorce with part two with the Diamond Lens.

When I was child someone give me a microscope, I spent hours looking through that microscope, exploring nature’s tiny secrets. As I grew up, I became more interested in microscope than in people.

When I was 20 years old my parents sent me to New York City to study medicine. I never went any of my classes. Instead I spend all my time and a lot of my money trying to build the perfect microscope. I want to make a powerful lens that would let me see even the smallest parts of life, but all my experiments failed.

Then, one day, I met a young man lived in the apartment above mine. June Simon told me about a woman who could speak to the dead. When I visited Madam Morphes she let me speak to the spirit of the man who invented microcrope. The spirit of U. Leeuwenhoek told me how to make a perfect lens from diamond of one hundred forty carats. But where could I find a diamond that big.

When I returned the home I went to Simon’s apartment. He was surprised to see me and try to hide a small subject in his pocket. I wanted to discover what it was, so I bought two bottles of wine to his apartment. We began to drink, by the time we had finished the first bottle Simon was very drunk.

“Simon, I know you have a secret. Why don’t you tell me about it? Something in my voice must have made him feel safe.”

He made me promised to keep the secret, then he took a small box from his pocket. When he open it I saw a large diamond shape like a rose, a pure white light seemed come from deep inside the diamond. Simon told me he had stolen the diamond from a man in South America. He said it weighed exactly one hundred forty carats.

Excitement shook my body, I could not believe my luck. On the same evening that the spirit of Leeuwenhoek tells me the secret of the perfect lens, I find the diamond I need to created it. I decided to steal Simon’s treasure.

xzgxzgxzg

Now the special English program: American stories.
Our story is called “The Diamond Lens”. It was written by *.
Today we will hear the second and the final part of the story.
Here is * with part two of “Diamond Lens”.
When I was a child, someone give me a microscope. I spent hours looking through that microscope exploring nature’s tiny secrets.
As I grow up, I became more interested in my microscope than in people. When I was twenty years old, my parents sent me to New York City to study medicine. I never went to any of my classes, instead, I spent all my time and lot of my money trying to build a perfect microscope. I wanted to make a powerful lens that would let me see even the smallest parts of life. But all my experience failed.
Then, one day I met a young man who lived in the apartment above mine. John* told me about a woman who could speak to the dead. When I visited *, she let me speak to the spirit of the man who invented the microscope. The spirit of * told me how to make a perfect lens from a diamond of 140. But where could I find the diamond that big.
When I returned home, I went to the * apartment, he was surprise to see me and tried to hide a small object in his pocket. I wanted to discover what it was. So, I brought two bottles of wine to the apartment. We begun to drink, by the time we had finished the first bottle, he was very drunk.
“* I know you have a secret, why do not you tell me about it.”
Something in my voice must have made him feel safe. He made me promise to keep the secret. Then he took a small box from his pocket. When he opened it, I saw a large diamond shape like a rose, a pure white light seem to come from deep inside the diamond.He told me he stolen the diamond from a man in south America. He said it weight exactly 140.
Except shock my body, I could not believe my look. On the same evening, the spirit of * tell me the secret of the perfect lens, I find the diamond that I need to create it. I decided to steal his treasure.