Poetic imitation of ideals and hopes

Love is snow, it will become the water of life.

Love is water, watering withered trees.

Love is a tree, burning with the light of stars.

Love is light, accompanying you and me forward.

The ideal is the sea, which sets off stormy waves.

Ideal is a wave that tests thousands of ships.

Ideal is a ship, carrying people who travel far away,

Ideal is man, opening up a new world.

Ideal is the earth, bearing the eternal spring and autumn;

The ideal is autumn, fruitful;

The ideal is fruit, which tastes sweet and sour.