There is an essay about writing dreams, 1. It is said that the ship of life is inseparable from the ideal sail.
It is said that the ideal of life is for the ideal life.
The happiest time in an ideal life is the flower season of dreams.
In the flower season, I had a beautiful literary dream. I like the freshness of poetry, the significance of prose, the novelty of novels and the profundity of prose. I appreciate Wang Guozhen's exclamation, Zhu Ziqing's hasty profundity, Qiong Yao's misty rain's romance, and Lu Xun's "On the Surprise of Friends". Had a literary dream, and the flower season was more fulfilling.
In the flower season, I am dreaming a wonderful celebrity dream. I fantasize that I can have Qian Zhongshu's profound knowledge, Mao Dun's profound knowledge and superman's memory: I fantasize that I can have Bill Gates' excellent economic mind: I fantasize that I can become Yang Zhenning and Li Zhengdao in 2 1 century and contribute my talents to China's scientific field in 2 1 century; I fantasize that I can have the superb acting skills of F4 and Nicholas Tse ... If I can have these at the same time, I will become a self-taught all-round scholar. Isn't it a luxury to be a celebrity? (junior high school composition)
In the flower season, I am having a colorful teacher dream. I long for a teacher's green heart, which is saturated with the color of spring, full of vitality and infinite hope: I hope to have a teacher's heart that belongs to spring, and there are leafy trees in this heart: I hope to have a teacher's heart that reproduces spring, with bright sunshine and elegant mist: green buds and blooming buds; The breeze is blowing gently and it is drizzling. Because of this dream, my flower season will always be immersed in the sunny mouth. ...
In the flower season, I hope I can always remember the first good training:
The ship of life cannot live without an ideal sail.
The ideal of life is for the ideal life.
Today, my mother and I read a picture book called Da Vinci Want to Fly. There is a little penguin on the cover, with a pair of wings made by itself, ready to fly off the cliff. Can he fly? I can't wait to know the story. ...
Da Vinci, a little penguin, lives in the cold South Pole. He has a dream that he can fly to the sky. Other penguins are not interested in flying. Only Leonardo da Vinci practices flying every day. He watched how birds fly every day, and then looked at his wings hopefully, but the wings didn't change at all, just kept flapping their wings to practice flying. Other penguins often laugh at him, but he still doesn't give up his dream. Even if there is a snowstorm, he will keep flying every day.
One day, he saw a big bird flapping its wings and flying across the sky. He carefully observed the wings of the big bird and made a pair of wings with sticks and ropes. Then, he flapped his wings and flew down the cliff confidently. However, he still fell. However, Leonardo da Vinci stepped on something in the snow. He dug with the big bird and dug up a plane. The next morning, Leonardo da Vinci found a pair of flying glasses, a flying cap and a scarf from the plane. He looks like a real pilot.
Leonardo da vinci told all the chicks to sit on the plane. He studied the flight manual carefully and then started the plane. The plane flies up to the sea. The faster they fly, the higher they fly. Da Vinci's dream finally came true, and other penguins happily congratulated him. Da Vinci worked hard and finally realized his dream of flying. Finally, Leonardo continued to practice flying. When the big bird comes to see him again, he can already fly with swimming wings. The big bird gave Da Vinci the most beautiful compliment.
Leonardo da Vinci is a little penguin who has only dreams, actions, confidence and can always stick to his dreams. For the dream of flying, he flapped his wings every day and flew down the cliff with confidence, but failed every time. No matter how other penguins laugh at him, he still doesn't give up his dream and keeps practicing flying every day.
Day after day, he persisted in his dream, and finally he succeeded in flying into the sky. I think he can realize his dream, because he always sticks to his dream, no matter what difficulties he meets. If he doesn't stick to his dream and give up when he encounters difficulties, he will never learn to fly.
My dream now is to be an astronaut when I grow up. I will stick to this dream like Leonardo da Vinci and work hard to realize it. From now on, I will protect my eyes, strengthen exercise, make my body great, study hard a lot of science and knowledge about the universe, and realize my dream as soon as possible!
In our colorful youth, there is a "strange" idea somewhere in our heart, which is a direction that guides us and leads us to success.
If you have a dream, you will succeed. This is the unchangeable truth. Dream is to decide a person's road or not, future or not, to become a qualified person, you need dreams; You need dreams to live a full and happy life. To really live on this earth, you need dreams.
Dream, it will make your life more dazzling, more fulfilling and more meaningful. But in some places, some people can't realize their dreams, because of various reasons, but they don't give up their dreams, but they are stronger and use some squeezed time to work hard silently …
Relatively speaking, those of us who have the conditions and the capital to realize our dreams should cherish the good conditions and work hard like others. You have to rely on this to realize your dream, say to yourself, come on, and make unremitting efforts. As long as you have a dream in your heart, you will succeed.
Opportunities are always reserved for those who have dreams in their hearts. Therefore, if you want to succeed, you must have a dream. If you have a dream, you will succeed. Stick to your dream and you will succeed.
How can you succeed without experiencing wind and rain? It is useless for a person to succeed casually. Dream, develop your colorful life, write a new song, and draw a bright tomorrow and a bright future in your life.
Dreams make you successful! ! ! !
There is a composition about writing dreams. 4. Light up your life with dreams. Maybe everyone has a beautiful dream in his heart, but in the complicated world, external pressure often makes us lost and unable to recognize ourselves. But at this moment, as long as there is a lamp, it will light up your world and your life, and that is a dream.
Dreams are like the farthest stars in the universe, and real life can only be beyond our reach. In the dark life, I can't see myself clearly. I don't seem to know what I'm doing, let alone whether I'm' alive' or' fooling around'. I can only feel that I am looking for an exit in a hurry, looking for some light. Wow, there is some white light not far away. With this light, I found my own way out of the dark world to pursue that light.
Plain life makes me indulgent, willful, rambling, and I can mix whenever I can. At this time, I am relaxed, but I also feel anxious and scared. I once again fell into darkness, unable to extricate myself, and lost myself, so that I could never find an exit. I didn't want to struggle or let myself fall. One day, two days ... the guilt in my heart once again gave me courage, but this time God seemed to punish me, and I couldn't get out of the darkness, tired and sleepy, but I never stopped. The lamp vaguely appeared in my mind, giving me hope and confidence to move forward again.
In life, it is inevitable that I want to relax when I am tired, but that lamp completely illuminates me and can't be put out. It tries to inspire me at any time, as if to remind me not to fall into that darkness. When I want to be lazy, that lamp often illuminates me and keeps me on the bright road.
Dreams are like that lamp, which always lights up my life. When I want to lie in bed, it tells me the difference between sleeping a few more minutes and sleeping a few less minutes! When I want to skip class, it tells me that if you miss a class, you will learn less knowledge. When I want to play, it tells me, is playing something you should learn? Often, it always reminds me.
Life is full of challenges and competitions. Dreams make me more brave to pursue what I want, better to pursue my dreams, and make me work harder.
I am addicted to all kinds of societies, but I won't get caught up in them. Because as long as I light up my life with dreams, everything will become more hopeful, and I have that lamp in my heart-dreams.
We can lower our posture, but we can't lower our value. As the old saying goes, swift horses are common, but bole is not. We can't wait for Bole to arrive in the same place. We must look for Bole. Don't envy what others have. You only see their present glory, but you can't see their past vicissitudes. Adhere to the original dream, as long as you work hard, even if you fail, you will be worthy of the sky, the ground and yourself.
There was an ambition in ancient times, but today there should be a thousand miles to find. Know how to sell yourself, so that valuable things are not buried, and being buried is a waste. The agarwood in the material was buried because of the owner's confidence and ignorance of marketing. Aquilaria sinensis is like our own value, and we are the protagonists in matter. At first, we believed that we were "treasures", so we insisted on our own ideas. We were "treasures". We can lower our posture, but we can't lower our value, and trust our initial judgment, instead of blindly looking at the glory of others and sticking to our dreams, we can achieve it.
The high school textbook "I Have a Dream" describes the sufferings of black people and their determination to resist. They insisted on the liberation and freedom of their original dreams, and through their own efforts, they fulfilled the empty promises of the US government, just as we realized our own values. We can only stick to what we want like them and believe that we are a treasure. We can't wait for Bole's arrival, but we should shine faster and let Bole find it. Without your own efforts and persistence, your original dream will not come true. Only persistence and self-improvement can be discovered by Bole. Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared. Bole may appear at any time, so we should try our best to prepare for it. Before Bole appeared, all we could do was enrich ourselves, increase our value, lower our posture and stick to our original dreams.
The ideal is full, but the reality is very skinny. We should know how to recommend ourselves so that Bole can find our value and reuse us. Firmly believe that efforts may not succeed, and giving up will definitely fail. Believe that we are "swift horses" and "agarwood", and believe that we are valuable. The protagonist in the material doesn't believe in himself, doesn't believe that the treasure he has worked so hard to find is the treasure, doesn't insist on his initial judgment, and blindly sees the goodness of others. Therefore, we should stick to our original dreams instead of seeing the brilliance of others. And work hard for it, fight for it, and lower your posture, so that you can better show your value and stick to your original dream.
Everyone has a dream, and many people think that dreams are out of reach, so they are buried in their hearts and have no chance to break through the ground. How do they realize their dreams? I have a dream in my heart.
That is to be a computer engineer when I grow up. I don't have extraordinary intelligence, rigorous thinking and accurate decision-making potential, but this can't stop my dream. Although I will experience numerous hardships in the process of realization, I still won't give up.
Because I believe that only by going to hell can you go to heaven; Only bloody fingers can play the eternal swan song; Only by struggling without fear of fatigue can we create miracles.
Whenever I see new software, I envy those computer engineers. It is they who promote the development of computers, make computers prosper step by step, and bring convenience to people.
I will try to be a computer engineer. Whenever I see those people who waste their time, become dejected and despondent, and do nothing, I feel sorry. They bury themselves. This life is not good. It's good to have at least one goal and work hard for it. Goals will give you encouragement, comfort and fighting spirit. Dream is a lamp that illuminates our powerful road and leads us to success!
Let's work together for our dreams!
The dream of grass is green mountains and rivers, the dream of flowing water is to conquer the desert Gobi, the dream of birds is to fly over the steep mountains and rivers, and the dream of the earth is to raise thousands of creatures ... Everyone has dreams, and no one can lack dreams.
My dream is to be a successful designer. I want all mankind to wear the clothes I designed.
Dreams are not enough. No cultivation, no sowing, no fruit. Nothing is difficult to the man who will try. If you have a dream, you must know how to cultivate and sow, so that a successful dream is not far from me.
I think it's not far from me.
The dream of grass is to cover mountains and rivers, the dream of flowing water is to conquer the desert Gobi, the dream of birds is to fly over steep mountains and rivers, and the dream of the earth is to raise thousands of creatures ... Everyone has dreams, and no one can lack dreams.
My dream is to be a successful designer. I want all mankind to wear the clothes I designed.
Dreams are not enough. No cultivation, no sowing, no fruit. Nothing is difficult to the man who will try. If you have a dream, you must know how to cultivate and sow, so that a successful dream is not far from me.
I think it's not far from me.
If I want to realize my dream, I must have: wings of imagination, space to take me to imagine and find what I want; Full of sunshine, the sunshine of knowledge shines on your dreams; Iron-like will, with a dream of continuous progress, forge ahead will; A hundred thousand passions, with which we can do better.
I want to open a path for my dream. Whether it is a tornado or a storm, I will go forward bravely. If a stepping stone knocks me down on the road, I will endure the pain and finish the road. I want to learn from the brave spirit of the Red Army when crossing the grassland and climbing the snow-capped mountains.
Dream, let the earth shrink; Dreams make the plateau short; Dream, let tall buildings rise from the ground; Dreams make people roam the sky, dreams change everything, dreams achieve everything, and dreams are beautiful.
Dreams make people constantly pursue one goal after another. People with dreams, let's light the candle of dreams! Light yourself up!
I want to open a path for my dream. Whether it is a tornado or a storm, I will go forward bravely. If a stepping stone knocks me down on the road, I will endure the pain and finish the road. I want to learn from the brave spirit of the Red Army when crossing the grassland and climbing the snow-capped mountains.
Dream, let the earth shrink; Dreams make the plateau short; Dream, let tall buildings rise from the ground; Dreams make people roam the sky, dreams change everything, dreams achieve everything, and dreams are beautiful.
Dreams make people constantly pursue one goal after another. People with dreams, let's light the candle of dreams! Light yourself up!
There is a composition about writing dreams. 8 In a blink of an eye, it is autumn again. "Autumn wind and autumn rain make people sad." It seems that the rotation of spring, summer, autumn and winter will never get tired. When we are troubled by the clutter of catkins, saddened by the murmur of the stream, saddened by the rustling of autumn wind, and saddened by the desolation of snowflakes, have we ever known that we are stepping into the dark abyss step by step and lost the surging passion for chasing our dreams? It's already late autumn, the weather turns cold, the dried air becomes thin, and this late autumn rain is ushered in, with a cold wind. It didn't rain much, and the window lattice was crisp. Lying in bed, in the darkness and loneliness, this raindrop reminds me of the autumn rain in the past 17 years, as if it had never happened, never changed, only changed me and my mood. In the past years, it has clearly seen my joys and sorrows, and in the future, it will continue to accompany me through unknown roads. I dare not think about the future, my dream exists in the future, and I dare not think about its validity, for fear that it will fail. Under the increasing pressure, I can't imagine my blueprint and my ambition. I'm not confused, I don't hesitate, I just can't help but panic under the grim reality, fearing that I will get a pale report card after that day. The past days slipped through my fingers. Is my dream out of date?
The lofty sentiments of that year are still ringing in my ears, but that fragile heart can no longer afford to look forward to the future. I can't help but want to find a Peach Blossom Garden, but it is Tao Qian's dream after all. Days remain the same, dreams remain the same, just like the rain outside the window. It's just that the panic in my heart is spreading With the deepening of the night, the rain outside the window seems to be urgent, and the sound of raindrops is clearer. I tried to fall asleep, but my fidgety mood made my efforts go to waste, so I just closed my eyes and listened to this natural symphony. At this time, there was no one around, as if I was the only one in the world, and there was the cold rain. Yes, I am the only one left, no matter how busy and prosperous I am, I can't resist the loneliness in the dead of night. Noisy and frolicking during the day is just a solo dance of the body. When the lead is washed away, only the pale soul will sigh in vain before the passing time. The distance of dreams is getting farther and farther, and it seems that the validity period has passed. But dreams have no deadline. Su Xun, one of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties, was a late bloomer. At the age of 90, black President nelson mandela still stands at the commanding heights of South African honor. Ji Xianlin persisted in writing in his octogenarian years and was regarded as a "national treasure". They all told me that the dream has no validity, it has taken root in my heart and can thrive anytime and anywhere.
The long road of life, the dream is in the distance, and there are always bumps on the road of chasing. To be a strong person and realize your dreams, you must pack your bags and cross the past. Don't run away, Utopia is always a mirage illusion. Even if you find a secluded place in the mountains, you can't cut off contact with reality. On the contrary, it will grow up in a negative and decadent way, making your dreams valid and making you regret it. All we can do is move forward hand in hand and despise the hardships of life. When you trudge through the hurdle and finally reach the day when your dream comes true, and then look back at the bleak land, you will find that the original hardships are actually "rain or shine". The rain at the window is getting gentler and gentler, and the alarm clock at the bedside ticks slightly. Life remains the same, but my heart is different from yesterday. Dreams have no validity. What is there to worry about in the unknown distance? There is no way out except struggle. Cardamom has turned into a memory, but now it has come step by step from the beginning. Comments: thick and concise. Have a good understanding of life. He is psychologically prepared to fight for his dream, with fluent narration and sincere feelings. Can draw nutrition from the success of celebrities at home and abroad, and have a broad vision.
There is a composition about writing dreams. Have you ever dreamed of flying over such a dusk sky one day? In the silence of no one around, sadness crawls all over the chest and permeates every long breath in the details. And I am still imprisoned in the ivory tower beside my parents.
Have you ever imagined: to the other side of the cloud? Countless long roads, countless gray-blue mornings, suffocating the cold in the fog and feeling the misty fog. My fourteen years old is like a long and vague dream. Or a long monotonous corridor, and I am neither dust nor quicksand, I am just a bird with broken wings nestled in a birdcage. Afraid of losing details, monotonous twists and turns, unpredictable away. Because I have long been used to dependence. I once had a beautiful dream that I would fly over the clouds, see the rising sun and radiate its brilliance. Over there, is that the sea? Did the stormy waves engulf me in the silent world? The high temperature there pushed me to an unbearable position. I am timid, have no courage to look up at the brightly lit starry sky, dare not fly, dare not fantasize, and still shrink. But the birds in Ai Qing's "I Love This Land" made me have a strong reflection behind me. Although I have broken my wings, I will suck my own pain, endure hardships and look at the distance proudly. Over there, is that a mountain? Is it a mountain that hinders my firm belief and can only move forward with my feet? Looking at the tall and majestic mountains, I seem to be small, but my previous fears have miraculously disappeared, because I know that no matter the mountains or the sea, there will always be victories waiting for me, and there will always be smiles to accompany me. Farewell for a long time is our grand return. It is over there. Is this the right way? Is it a bumpy road? The difficulty of Panshan Mountain and the thorns along the way may stab my body, hone my will, make me sweat, and perhaps make me cry, but I must be strong and brave. Because, the vision of victory, the glory that is still there, the hope that can't fly but always carries hope, all need my tenacity.
On the far side of the cloud, I believe I will see fireflies say goodbye to the night and fly around. It is a colorful thing like a dragonfly, with the most beautiful posture and a beautiful and warm ending.
There is an essay about writing dreams 10. The sound of this city is too noisy, but there is no theme melody. We once wanted too much, but we caught less. When we talk about the topic of "dreams", we either laugh at ourselves or others. But I think there must be many people who know that no one has forgotten their dreams, but some people don't want to think about it, and some people dare not think about it. Some thought about it, but they didn't work hard.
What are you afraid to think? What are you afraid of dreaming? Isn't it a dream?
Some people say that those dreams you shout are not dreams or fantasies, but so what? At least we dare to think! Dream your own dreams and wake them up!
Dreams don't have to be glamorous, it's just what you want to do most. No matter what obstacles you experience, no matter how many setbacks and failures you experience, you will not give up easily. Waking up from a dream is the most stubborn and strong part of my heart. Even if I am hit by reality, even if I am called a fool, I will never give up easily.
People must have dreams when they are alive, even if it is freezing tomorrow and the road is far away. People say that there are two things to do in life: one is to win the most brilliant life for yourself, and the other is to have a dream and realize it.
My dream is small and simple, seemingly insignificant, but in fact it holds the fate of many people-teachers. Teachers are ordinary and great, and they are the most glorious profession in the world. Teachers are very responsible and can give us knowledge and let us swim in the ocean of knowledge. It can teach us to persist in difficulties and let us overcome suffering with our own will. It can teach us how to be grateful, make us feel happy when we repay others, and teach us how to be a good person. Therefore, all this has strengthened my dream. It makes me feel that the profession of teacher is extremely great. Teachers are like candles, burning themselves and illuminating others. They are not afraid that students will surpass themselves, and they are afraid that students will be inferior to themselves.
We didn't know it was the wind until we heard the strong wind blowing over the mountain. We didn't know it was a cloud until we saw white clouds floating on the mountain. We have to feel the firm desire in our hearts before we know that it is a dream. I believe that as long as I stick to my dream to the end, there will be a sky of my own one day.