Imitate the poem in the first section of Ideal.

Love is the wind, rolling with thick clouds;

Love is a cloud that turns into timely rain;

Love is rain, which moistens the trees after a long drought;

Love is a tree that supports the shade for you.

or

Time is a drop of water, condensed into the sea.

Time is the sea, overturning the boat.

Time is a ship that takes you on a long voyage.

The ideal is that words constitute wonderful articles.

The ideal state is that water droplets converge into rivers, lakes and oceans.

The ideal is that dust piles up into mountains and rivers.

The ideal is to build tall buildings with bricks and stones.

Ideal is the stars that adorn the beautiful night sky.

The ideal is the night sky, depicting the fascinating world.

The ideal is the world, which provides everything.

Ideal is what accompanies us to success.

Ideal is a pen to write the light of life.

Ideal is a lamp, which illuminates the dark street.

Ideal is the street, go out of your own way.

Ideal is the road to success.

Pick any one and give me the best, will you?