There are many interesting things in childhood, but one thing will never be washed away in my mind-planting snow.
It was a snowy day, and I looked out the window at the silvery white world, filled with joy. Avoid mom, hide in a corner, "grab" those beautiful white snow girls. In a short time, I have caught many snow girls in my hands. They have different shapes, one looks like the other. I can't tell you how happy I am. But after a while, they all turned into water and disappeared. I am sad.
Just when I was sad alone, my good friend Feifei came to see me. She saw my sad face and asked me why I was worried. I told her the whole story. She and I thought of a way together. "By the way, by the way, the farmer's uncle planted food in the field and will plant more food next year. Why don't we plant snow in the ground and wait until next spring, won't the snow grow again? " Feifei's idea suddenly reminded me.
At first, I went home and got a small shovel and a plastic bag. Feifei also went home and secretly took her sister's red rope. A fist-sized hole was dug in the southwest corner of my house, and the plastic bag mouth was opened. Each of us put a handful of snow in it. I also said a word to Xue in my mind: I hope you will grow up soon. Then he shut up and buried it in a small pit.
When the seeds of snow are planted, we are very happy. We look forward to seeing those lovely snow girls again for a long time.
Until now, I realized that my childhood was too naive and simple. How can I plant snow? However, such simplicity has enriched my childhood.
Everyone has his own ideal, and sometimes it will change, and my dream has always been to be a teacher.
My dream
Teachers are a sacred and arduous profession. Its task is to train talents for the future of the motherland. It plays a huge role and is sacred. Teachers are needed everywhere in this country. But this profession is also very hard. Every day, students have to give lectures. Sometimes you have to be disciplined if you don't listen, and even you will be furious and miserable by the eyes of those disobedient classmates. Be strong even if you are wronged, because the country needs him. Every night, when people are around, there is still a light in a room, that is, the teacher is correcting homework and writing lesson plans. Teachers stay up like this night after night, and they have to cheer up and give lectures to students the next day. How hard it is.
Because of this, I want to be a teacher, cultivate talents for the motherland and appreciate the hard work of teachers, so I am determined to be a teacher.
I have always wanted to be a teacher since I was very young. At home, I often regard myself as a teacher and learn to attend classes. Now, I think as a teacher, I should have a good grasp of knowledge and have my own opinions, so as to better impart knowledge to my classmates. Besides, I should be cheerful. Finally, I have to be patient.
The teacher is my ideal, which will sound the alarm for me, remind me not to make mistakes, but to make progress, and urge me to study hard, forge ahead, persevere, work hard and strive for the realization of my ideal!