(What the upstair said seemed to end this story,however,I want to continue it~~)
In fat,this Newton is not the one who was famous all over the world and so-called the inventing-master Newton.His father wants him to be a great scientist,but he does not have a talent for science indeed,on the contrary,he shows a great talent in literature and novels.He gets up early every morning,opens the big window before his writing desk,letting the genial sunshine sprays into his room.Birds are singing happily not faraway,light is glittering among the leaves of the trees."Woo,what a lovely day!"he said to himself,"so it's better to saty at home and go on my new novel."(:L )He is shy and not like talking much,but he likes imagining,as a result,he uses his pen to present his fantastic world.He likes the singing of the Cuckoos----it is the sign of the night.When the gathering darkness falls,it's the time he goes out to enjoy the beautiful and silent night.Litter stars are twinkling in the dark bulk sky,wild wind flicks off his black hair.Suddenly,meteor(流星) appeared in the sky and vanished in the forest not far besides him and bursts out strony light.But nothing is destroyed and even no sound,only leaves the strang multicolour light."What's that?"It attracts him instead of frightens him away."Oh,my God...the light is multicolour...it's...it's so...strange...."His feet move towards the forests....