un rêre

I was back to French after three months of holiday. In the first day of the upper level-Intermediate II, excepting i'm blurring along in class, we are requested to write a short essay about "un rêre", a dream place to live...

J'ai un rêre, pas ne un rêre maison mais un endroit.
(I have a dream, not a dream house but a place.)

J'habite dans le un petit ville que à côté de la mer.
(I live in a small town that beside the sea.)

C'est un bel endroit.
(It's a beautiful place.)

Tôt le matin, des gens marche le long dé la mer;
Le soir, vielles pesonnes assis sur le banc regarder couché de soleil.
(In the early morning, peoples are walking along the sea;
In evening, old peoples sit on the bench looking for sunset.)

C'est le meilleur moyen de vivre.
(This is the best way to live.)

the original idea is....

我有一个梦想，这不是一个梦想的住宅，是一个地方。
我希望住在一个海边小镇，有西班牙曲风飘逸的地方，有油墨味阵阵飘过的地方。
这是一个漂亮的小镇。
每天早晨，行走在海堤上；日落时分，老人相互依偎的场景。
这是个那么向往的生活方式。

My writing is just....like a joke.
A funny and 不知所谓 essay.
Listening and speaking poor even T.T

-today is 6 Septembre 2010, Lundi-