Dream Everyone in the world has their own dreams. Dreams are like the driving force for our survival, which always affects our progress. So what's my dream? My dream is to be admitted to Zhongyuan Middle School by my own efforts. Zhongyuan Middle School is my goal and dream since I was a child.
Unconsciously, the life of the third grade is coming to an end, and I can't help feeling the passage of time. Looking back on my life in the third grade, I don't know why I am sour. At the beginning of junior high school life, I felt the pressure. I have to take many classes and do a lot of homework every day, and life is like losing fun. However, I know in my heart that if I give up now, my dream will never come true. There is a saying: "There is a road to success, and there is a reason for failure." I must find a way to succeed and find out the reason for failure. Make unremitting efforts to realize your dreams.
"This is the night before dawn, and it is also a bumpy road before success." The road to realizing your dream is complicated, bumpy and full of temptation. I know this sentence when I think of the first semester of Grade Three. There are three exams this semester, but sadly I always rank second or third in my class. I was in great pain. Is my level here? Am I so inferior to others? Think about it and really want to give up. But I know I can't. I must stick to it, for my teachers, my friends, my family and even more for my childhood dreams. In this way, I have the motivation to struggle. Although I don't know what the final result will be, I believe that as long as I fight, I have no regrets.
On the day of the results of the senior high school entrance examination, I was very upset, and all I could see was pictures. There are three years of hardship, three years of happiness and three years of constant pursuit. It's hard to imagine what will happen when you turn on the computer and know your grades. But I was shocked when I saw the report card. I got a better score than my goal. I feel like all my efforts have been interpreted at this moment. My dream has also come true.
Thank you, my dream, when I was dissatisfied with my study, it gave me the motivation to struggle; Gave me support when I wanted to give up; Gave me a push when I wasn't looking. My life is wonderful because of my dream, and I will go higher and further in my future life because of my dream!
What is a dream? I sometimes ask myself at night, what is a dream? Hehe ... I just know now.
I have a dream, but I don't know what my dream is. Do you feel very contradictory? Because I don't know what I'm pursuing and what I want. But I do have a dream because I will think about it. I think a dream must have a dream to think about. As I said, I have a dream, but I just temporarily forgot my dream.
Only people who really step into society know how bumpy the road of life is, although I still have a bad life. But I am much luckier than those who struggle for life. So do we, but sooner or later we will enter the big boiler of society. Can it be smelted into steel or discarded like slag? Cherish it, I'm not alarmist. Society is so cruel. Speaking of which, it's time to talk about dreams. Dreams are unrealistic, but some people just pursue them all their lives. You can think such people are stupid, but I have to admire their perseverance, at least they have pursuits. Even if it doesn't work out, it doesn't matter, because I'm here all day and I have no regrets.
The road of dreams is tortuous, and those who can succeed are people with perseverance. Do you think successful people are dazzling and envious, but think about how many people fall down on the road to success. And those who fall down are those who give up halfway and lack perseverance.
Those who will be sent to Sri Lanka must work hard with heart, bones and actions.
It is not an easy dream, nor a promise to give up easily. If you want to succeed, you must dare to challenge.
Dream 3 "Everyone should have a dream. Don't be afraid of pain if you have a dream. " Yes, each of us has a dream. Maybe a little different, but at least. While realizing our dreams, there are still difficulties waiting for us. When we were young, each of us was naive and thought that the kindergarten teachers were great, so we took "teachers" as our dreams. We often call our own class after school. In a corner of the street, there is a play: the little teacher stands in front of a group of children sitting on the floor and "attends class", and the "monitor" elected by everyone loudly says "stand up".
Immediately, a group of children said in ragged children's voices, hello, teacher. Next, the teacher will draw "1+ 1" on the blackboard with small hands. Now that I think about it, we were really funny at that time, but I don't know when that kind of laughter will reappear. After entering junior high school, with the extensive knowledge, our dream is not as simple as being a teacher, and some want to be painters; Some are writers; And scientists, professor.
Our brains are full of colorful futures, but fantasy is fantasy after all. In order to realize it, we must do everything now in a down-to-earth way and don't let our dreams die. With the growth of age, from kindergarten to primary school to junior high school, now I am in the "cage" of junior high school. We will graduate from junior high school in a blink of an eye. At present, the dream of most junior high school students is very simple, but it is also very difficult, that is, to be admitted to their ideal high school. What a simple dream, but behind this simple dream, how many students shed sweat and occasionally mix?
Every one of us is the same. We need to water tomorrow with sweat. Getting into an ideal high school is only our temporary wish. Behind this wish is a dream that truly belongs to us. Dreams are lighthouses in the vast sea, guiding the lost ships. Dreams are the Polaris hanging high in the clear night sky, pointing out the way home for those who have lost their way. People without dreams, like dandelions scattered in the sky, don't know where to go. Being a person with a dream will make our life full and beautiful.
When the proud sail has not been photographed coldly by the realistic waves, a song "Initial Dream" has always reminded me of the direction of my efforts.
I am fifteen or sixteen years old, just in my prime, and I have a little dream, a dream that seems to be within reach and out of reach.
I still remember that at the beginning, I always liked to ask my mother this sentence: "Mom, what kind of person do you want me to be in the future"? At first, my mother told me that I want to be a kind and happy person and do what I like. Later, my mother told me that she actually wanted me to be a useful person to the country and society.
One day, I was very excited and said to my mother, "Mom, mom, I want to be a doctor in the future, because you are in poor health. Being a doctor can cure your illness!" " ! Mother smiled brightly. In fact, I was just on a whim, and I didn't know what a dream was at a young age. Gradually, the dream of becoming a doctor was forgotten by me in a corner of my growth diary.
When I grow up, in my eyes, the police uncle is very powerful and the host is very funny, but whenever the teacher arranges the composition "My Ideal", I am very confused and have no way to start.
When I grow up, I can already feel the pain of parting. My grandmother died of cancer. My grandfather and mother have fallen behind because of long-term fatigue, and the people around them are constantly in poor health. In the process of seeking medical treatment, some doctors are conscientious and only want to do their part to help those in need. But some doctors neglect their duties and covet small profits. When faced with these, my heart has mixed feelings. Such a person does not deserve to stand in this position. Doctors' parents think that doctors are a great profession. There seemed to be something in my heart at that time.
Nowadays, whenever I see those people who can't treat diseases because they can't get money, and see people around me suffering from diseases, my heart is extremely depressed. Disease always accompanies our life, and it exists in every corner of the world. Countless people suffer from it every day. At that moment, my heart ached. Perhaps, I have never forgotten my original dream.
In fact, I have had a medical dream for many years, and I gradually eliminated my original confusion unconsciously. I want to do my part to alleviate the pain of this world. I don't want to see people worry about getting sick or suffering from the loss of their loved ones. I must be a good doctor with responsibility and responsibility, and I must be worthy of this profession.
Maybe this dream is a joke, maybe it's forgotten by me, but I know it disappears on the indelible edge. Perhaps, this is not a great dream, but it is what I want to accomplish most. I understand that it is not easy to achieve, but if everything is so easy, who will work hard? Those who are better than me are still working hard, and those who are behind me have not given up. Who am I to say that there is nothing I can do? I will do my best to water this seedling into a towering tree that can shelter from the wind and rain. Will strive to become a useful person to the country and society.
My initial dream was like a lamp, which lit up my way forward for a long time. ...
The original appearance, mottled time. Let's not forget our original dream.
The school distributes reference books and exercises every day. Then the words such as internal information are printed on the cover, which is very mysterious. The teacher told us not to give information to students in other schools, saying it was called competition.
We feel a little disdain for his statement, thinking that it is just to print more and charge us more money for writing materials.
One week before the exam, even our classmates in the back row read books and listened to lectures from time to time to cram for Buddha's feet. After all, as the old saying goes, when you get cold feet, you sharpen your knife and don't miss the woodcutter. First, the results should not be particularly poor, and second, due to the pressure from home, parents should always be given an explanation, and one more point is one point.
Cai Pengcheng, who is usually heartless, is also much quieter. I turned around and saw a piece of white paper on his desk with many notes painted on it.
I forgot to mention that Cai Pengcheng started practicing piano at the age of 4, and I forgot whether it is Grade 8 or Grade 9 now. I once had the honor of watching him play the piano, but I forgot the name of the track. I only remember that Cai Pengcheng, who used to laugh and laugh, became serious as soon as he touched the keys.
"Master Cai, Cai Duofen, Cai Zhate, what are you doing?"
"Subei!"
Before Cai Pengcheng began to tease me, I heard a sharp soprano in front.
This voice is familiar to me. I think I will not hesitate to say who she is when I hear this voice in the crowd ten years later.
Yes, that's her. Qin Yao, the monitor of our class.
I think she is a very nosy girl, even if she is not the monitor.
I didn't stand up. I asked with some dissatisfaction, "What are you doing?"
"In the last section, I taught myself math and jumped to chemistry on Tuesday. Didn't you hear what the teacher said? Oh, by the way, how can the teacher in the back hear you? " Qin Yao recognized my dissatisfaction and her tone became tough.
Because I am tall and write well, I fill out the class schedule in front of the blackboard every morning.
Cai Pengcheng stood up and said in a provocative tone, "What are you talking about?"
Cai Pengcheng often goes on holiday with Qin Yao. Actually, it's a holiday. It's just that Cai Pengcheng and Lao Gao don't obey the discipline in the self-study class and don't take care of Qin Yao. After all, Qin Yao is a little girl movie. A big boy was talked about by a girl in front of the whole class, but his face was always hanging.
It seems that Cai Pengcheng's words are stronger in the class.
The people in the front row don't care what happens. They only care about how many problems remain to be solved. The people in the back row are different. They all stopped, trying to have some fun.
I winked at Cai Pengcheng and quickly pulled him to sit down.
Although I was unhappy with Qin Yao's words, after all, she was the monitor, and this matter reached the ears of the class teacher. In the end, we suffered.
I put my unhappiness in my heart and said to Cai Pengcheng, "Don't compete with girls."