When I was a child, I always fantasized that I had a peerless sword and rode around the world on a handsome white horse. Like a ranger in a TV series, wandering around, punishing evil and promoting good. Children are children. They want everything they see, and they want to play when they see interesting things. Their little heads are full of unrealistic ideas. I never thought about it. I just wanted to have fun. Later, when I grew up, I began to understand what can bring permanent happiness … what can make you more attractive … and that Don Quixote added decadent colors to my childhood ideals, and I was not thinking about those useless ideals.
Teenagers' ambitions are expanding with age, and the freedom of childhood has sharpened our edges and corners. Thinking is constantly changing, and we are not satisfied with the present conditions and life. Coupled with the expansion of our information, great people continue to influence us, and rich people continue to attract us. So we want to create our own life and career. But I don't know how difficult it is Entrepreneurship needs not only the ambition and enthusiasm of our teenagers, but also opportunities and rigorous minds. We can't all be billionaires or great men admired by thousands of people. In this way, this childhood ideal, with the passage of time, also with the children and the world close, submerged in the wave of memory.
In this way, we grew up and gradually integrated into this complex society. I won't lose my mind for those distractions, change my mind for those temptations, and feel puzzled for those little hidden rules. Everything is fake, so subtle and pervasive, only what you can't think of, nothing you can't get in, and you inadvertently fall into its trap. Maybe you will be angry when you find out. Don't be surprised, because this is your first experience, and there will be many such strange things in the future. After many experiences, we became calm, ordinary and unknown. We began to look for our own world, a world that only belongs to us, and our ideals changed accordingly. We no longer pursue that greatness and career. All this is nothing and will never bring us happiness. We began to look for peace, find our hobbies, and then find the happiness and true meaning of life.
There is always a certain distance between ideal and reality, not only whether it is realized or not, but also the distance in time, like dreams born after China's entry into WTO. We always dream of the next moment at a certain moment, and when the next moment comes, we forget this dream and start to have another dream, which will never end.
Philosophical Essay on Ideal 2 Butterflies are flying in pursuit of the honey fragrance of flowers, birds are yearning for the blue sky in Gao Xiang, and streams are singing, because they have entered the hometown of spring. All people's efforts and struggles are to realize their own ideals.
Life begins with memory, from which the ideal wings are derived. Ideal is not dreaming. Ideal is the yearning and pursuit of a better reality, and it is the twin sister of ideal. Ideal is a stone that can knock out a single spark; Ideal is fire, which can ignite the extinguished lamp; Ideal is a lamp that can illuminate the road at night; Ideal is the road, which can lead you out of mountains and swamps. He Qifang's poems; I am full of ideals about life, full of ideals. Ideal can make mediocrity sublime and nothingness exist. Don't let the boat pursuing the ideal dock in the harbor of fantasy, but raise the sail of struggle and sail for the sea of real life. Every ideal is a drop of water that can be merged into an ocean. This is the ideal of life. A truly great life begins with the establishment of lofty ideals, and the spring of real life comes from the sowing of ideal seeds.
1994 65438+1October 14 in the afternoon, US President Bill Clinton met with Russian journalists and representatives from all walks of life at Jin Nuo TV Station in Hostains to explain his ideals. "When I was 0/6 years old, I made up my mind to serve my country. I take President Lincoln as an example, keep learning and preparing, seize every opportunity and make unremitting efforts. Finally one day, I won the White House and realized my dream. " .
The reason why people are great comes from magical ideals and also from practicing this ideal. Darwin found the root of the theory of evolution and wrote a stunning work, The Theory of Natural Selection. Oppenheimer discovered the law of atomic fission and later became the father of the atomic bomb; Hemingway found the dignity of being a man and won the Nobel Prize. Madame Curie found happiness in life, not only invented radium, but also trained her children to be scientists. Realizing the ideal is a world of difference between greatness and mediocrity; It is an important watershed between cleverness and stupidity; It is the best testimony of diligence and laziness.
Finding an ideal means finding the goal that people want to pursue. Goals are the driving force of life. With a goal, life has a direction to go. The ideal can become a reality because ordinary people can't bear the process of achieving their goals. People who made great achievements in ancient times not only had talent, but also had unremitting determination. If your dream comes true, you have rewritten your own history. If the ideal is not realized, it is impossible to write history by yourself. Napoleon said: A soldier who doesn't want to be a marshal is not a good soldier. Mr. Lu Xun warned that there was no road on the ground, and more people walked, and it became a road. Columbus discovered the New World, and Marx wrote Das Kapital, all from the moment he set his goals. Life is too hasty and short for people with beautiful ideals and lofty goals. For people without ideals and goals, life is slow and long, empty and close to suffering.
Only when you find your ideal can you make a difference. The ideal is beautiful and inspiring. Life is a life without ideals; Without ideal, it is like a ship without direction; Losing ideals is like a plane without navigation, which will inevitably lose its direction and lead to the plane crash and death. Find the ideal, you will find the stage of achievement, and you will have the glory of life. Ideals will not bloom naturally for you like flowers, and brilliance is not given by others, which is easy to get. A brilliant life needs hard work to create. Da Vinci painted eggs, which is the result of painstaking efforts. Nobel invented explosives, which was the result of unremitting struggle. Tell you what! My friend, no matter whether you were born in a prosperous and gorgeous city or a backcountry, whether you are well-off, rich, poor, short of clothes and food, whether you are healthy or physically disabled, you must unswervingly put your dreams into practice in order to achieve fruitful results.
Finding an ideal is finding hope. Hope is spring in the desert, dawn, snow lotus on the mountain and rainbow after rain. The hope of life is the cradle of life, an oar that paddles to the other side. When we feel desperate in the face of setbacks, please don't forget Lu Xun's "hope is nothing and nothing." When you suddenly encounter a landslide and tsunami, you must think that the adversity of life can destroy your destiny, but it can't break your will and deprive you of your faith. Everything contains a lot of hope. Even if you can't be a pillar, it's still a salary in the melting pot. Even if you can't become the sea, you can become a drop of water and nourish a fallen fairy grass. The brilliance of human nature always appears inadvertently. If fate breaks your ideal sail, please don't be depressed, because the other shore is still there. If fate withers the bright petals, please don't sink, spring is still there; If you stumble on the road, please don't be helpless, because we are still alive, life is still there, ideals are still there, and the sun is still there.
If you find your ideal, you can light the fire of life ... Everyone has a fire in his heart, which can't be put out, but can only be burned. Burning makes life solemn and lovely. The spread of Marxism–Leninism in China has realized the ideal of the China proletariat, and the 25,000-mile Long March in Li Long has made the fire of the national revolution more and more prosperous. The fire of life is a torch that illuminates the road ahead, a furnace that warms the ideal, raises the sunrise in Ran Ran and holds up the ideal hope. The rising sun in the east is radiant because different shapes of flames burn in the center of the sun. Generate, the flame of life, makes the ideal more dazzling.
Ideal is not fantasy, but the hope that supports tomorrow. Ideals are not imaginary, but wings for life and flying far away. Ideals can rewrite your history, create miracles, make people addicted and make people rise.
Philosophical Prose on Ideal 3 I am a person who lives at the high end of the spirit, so it is always unrealistic. I envy the romance of those talented people and beautiful women, and I yearn for the romance of those talented women, and how incompatible my reality and ideal state are. So I often feel pain, longing for Excellence but not returning to reality. What a profound contradiction between the vulgarity of reality and the pursuit of elegance, like a sharp knife, often makes my blood boil and my heart ache.
Sometimes, I feel as agitated as crazy, and sometimes I have to suppress this pent-up spirit that lingers in my heart. There is always a picturesque beauty in the romantic love of talented people and beautiful women and the beautiful feelings of classicism, which deeply attracts me. I don't know where this root comes from, and I don't know why this ideal is so persistent in my heart. And in my experience, among many beautiful women, there are always some such women that I like:
They are poetic and gentle, elegant and profound, wise and calm, open-minded and peaceful. ...
Xi Murong was one of my early favorite poets. I like her from her poem "Choice" and "If I can meet you again in my next life". Later, when I came into contact with her poetry collections, I was delighted and fascinated by the freshness and beauty of the language in her poems. Her poems always make people immerse themselves in them and find the emotion that resonates with them. Her poetic language is fresh, lively and slightly sad. For example, in his poem Distance, "We are on two extremely high ridges? You can't look at each other from a distance ... be careful? What do you say? We can't take a wrong step ",fresh and lively language, although people can feel each other's deep concern for each other's warmth, but also people can feel the helplessness of being far away from Qian Shan.
Bi Shumin is also my favorite female writer. I came into contact with her prose earlier, but I didn't like it at that time, just some impressions. Later, a friend said that she liked her works and said that her works made people calm. So I started to get in touch with her works. I was deeply impressed by her profound insight into society and life, as well as her calmness. Moreover, her tenacity, seriousness and diligence make people deeply admire. For example, I have read some stories about her global tour in her blog. From her calm words, we can see her spirit of being brave in practice and not afraid of difficulties. She is not only a writer, but also a psychologist, and her accomplishments in psychology are quite commendable. In my impression, I like her novel "The Woman Worker" very much, and her collection of essays "Is there really love at first sight in the world" is also very interesting. Plain and simple words and calm spirit make people can't help but like them.
I also like Xue Xiaochan very much, like the taste of Xue Xiaochan's words, like the indifference of Xue Xiaochan's works, and like the romantic love she wrote. I have written two articles about her before, one is "Encountering Snow Xiaochan" and the other is "Like Snow Xiaochan". Although shallow, this is evidence that I like her.
These women always attract me deeply with their unique light. Among all these women, my favorite is a woman named Lin.
The story between Lin and Xu Zhimo, Liang Sicheng and Jin is enough to make people sigh. What kind of strange girl should a woman who can make several outstanding talents fall in love with? Xu Zhimo became a poet because of her. Jin Lin followed her everywhere and never got married. As a husband, Liang Sicheng is so tolerant and loving to her. Its noble quality and outstanding talent are admirable. She is an architect, a professor, a poet and a writer. At the literary salon held by her family, her intelligent mind, quick thinking, profound knowledge and clever words often make her the focus and central figure of the party. And its great academic achievements in China's ancient architecture, with dazzling light, are enough to amaze our generation. Since the outbreak in War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression in the early 1930s, she and Liang Sicheng have visited more than 200 counties in China 15 provinces and investigated more than 2,000 ancient architectural relics in China. After a long journey, they laid a solid scientific foundation for the study of ancient architecture in China, and wrote more than 20 papers, prefaces and epilogues about architecture. How commendable! "After 1949, Lin did three great things in art: the first was to participate in the design of the national emblem. The second is to transform the traditional cloisonne. The third is to participate in the design of the Tiananmen Monument to the People's Heroes and make great contributions to the nation and the country. " She is not only outstanding in appearance, but also has made such outstanding contributions to the country and people, a rare woman! A strange girl, I really can't help falling in love with it!
I only want to be a snowbird flying to the sun, as close as possible to glory.
Philosophical Prose on Ideals 4 I was born as an ideal, and I died as an ideal. Although I spent my whole life, I didn't complain. Trapped, ideal-is endless madness!
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A cry sounded in the first light of the morning, breaking the silence of the morning. The morning sun shines into the room unimpeded, making everything glow with holy gold-including the newborn baby. At this point, the fate of the child has been given the craziest road. Yes, crazy.
As the sun sets, the cherry-red sunset cloud covers the yellow sand-filled plateau, and everything in the mountain seems to be frozen, except for the occasional sound of leaves dancing. A little girl sat on the high threshold of the cave, with a stick in her hand, looking at the winding mountain road. She is drawing her mother and waiting for her. In fact, she doesn't know what her mother looks like, but she knows that her mother must be very beautiful ... Just painting, the branches of the withered buttonwood tree in the yard suddenly broke with a bang, and she also woke up from her own world. She looked at the unhappy "mother" on the ground and the picturesque hometown, and secretly made up her mind that she must draw the most beautiful mother and world. Absolutely.
It is the time when the wind and rain are blowing hard. It's early morning now, but now it's even more depressing because of the wind and rain. One less than 1. A 55-meter girl hurried to class with a picture folder much bigger than her back. Despite holding an umbrella in his hand, he was soaked to the skin. She is alone. It's raining harder and harder, and her pace is getting faster and faster. She wants to show the teacher last night's homework early. She knows that only by paying a little more than others, she will be closer to success.
Once, her mother asked her, "Do you really like painting? Your grades are ok, won't you be unwilling to go to the Academy of Fine Arts? Are you sure you want to go like this in the future, even though you sleep in the wind? " She stopped sorting out the carbon pen, turned to look at her mother, smiled faintly and said, "I can firmly say that I love it." I know I am a careless child, but I draw very carefully and meticulously. I didn't mean to, but it seemed to me by instinct. I know, I am a lazy child, but once I draw, I can stay still for a day, forget all about eating and sleeping, and just draw. I also know that painting is destined to be a gamble, and this road is too difficult to walk, either brilliant or dead. But I still take a gamble and go crazy for my ideal! I was born for my ideal. Never stop being crazy about your ideals in this life! Life is so short, if you can be crazy about your ideals, you will have no regrets in this life! "Say, look at the sunrise outside the window. She knew that there was a force urging her and would always destroy her.
In her lifetime, she will realize her ideal because she is persistent and crazy.
In her lifetime, she will not put down her brush, and she will be confused because of madness.
All her life, she was born only for her ideals!
William wallace, a philosophical essay on ideals, once said, "Everyone will die, but not everyone has really lived." When people come to the end of their lives, they are often not afraid of death, because death is already doomed, but only when they reflect on the journey of life do they find that they have never lived.
A foreign hospital has made a survey and statistics. They interviewed more than 100 dying old people to remind them of their greatest regret in life. Almost everyone's answer is not what they have done, but what they have not done, what they have not taken risks, what they have never dreamed of and what they have not achieved. ...
The greatest happiness in life is to have an ideal and realize it, and the greatest frustration in life is to miss the ideal. Many people finally have an ideal and what they want to pursue, but because they are too careless, they always think it is not too late, so they unconsciously lose it.
The saddest thing in life is that there is no ideal. A person without ideals is like a salted fish. A person without an ideal is like walking on the road all his life, never wanting to run or chase something. Life is not only the present, but also poetry and distance. How far the ideal is, how far it can go.
I don't want to be suddenly asked when I am old. Have my ideals in my youth been fulfilled? I don't know how to answer. If your dream is not realized, if you have another young chance, do you still have the courage to imagine your dream? Or let the years pass and be eroded a little?
Many times, it is not people who choose ideals, but ideals who choose people. In front of the ideal, will the old self think,' If the decision made at the beginning was different, would it be better now?' It's just that there is no regret medicine in the world, and without regret medicine, life will not come back. What we can do is to grasp the present and pursue what we really want, at least worthy of our youth.
"We can't change the cards God has dealt us, we can only decide how to play this hand well." Don't think it's good just to live this life, but to lead life with ideals. So there is still an ideal, in case it comes true one day.
It's just that ideals don't come from dreams, nor are they crazy. Ideal is a road without a destination, full of thorns and bumps, which may lead to failure, injury and confusion. You can't just pursue your ideals. If you want to realize your ideal, you must pursue it with your life. The process will be hard, there is no shortcut. There are no flat mountains in the world. If you want to climb to the top of the mountain, you must climb the steep ridge first. Nobody cares how many times you fall, and nobody cares how tired you are. Therefore, the pursuit of ideals is also a lonely road. There is no doubt and ridicule on the road, but so what, even if you are black and blue, at least you should live beautifully. After all, the ideal is your own and has nothing to do with others. In addition, suffering and criticism are prerequisites for extraordinary achievements. Life with pain is perfect. You can't refuse pain, but you have the right to choose different kinds of pain. There are many kinds of pain, such as the pain of success, such as the pain of regretting for life. ...
All our ideals are possible, as long as we have the courage to pursue and persist in the pursuit of life. Maybe today is still mediocre, but it doesn't matter, every moment in the future is a brand-new self. Time will not stop, so we should try our best to grasp the present, we can't go back to the past, we can only start over and rewrite the fate, and we can't live in this world in vain.
Ideal Philosophy Essay 6 Today's weather is very cold, full of the meaning of late autumn. This cloudy day is most suitable for sleeping, without heat or biting, and you can also give up the favor of flies "turning around the tree three times and following any branches".
Someone once ridiculed the beauty of life: sleeping until you wake up naturally, and counting money is sour. Although the words are a bit vulgar and tacky, they do express the feelings of many people, or they can be said to be very desirable.
Einstein said: I have never regarded ease and pleasure as life itself-this ethical basis, which I call the ideal of pigsty. In the candlelight of this famous saying, I'm afraid many of us can't escape the identity of pigs. Be a pig. You can eat, sleep, be self-sufficient and be happy. Many people in big cities want to pursue this realm. Some poets are also proud of pigs and say what they are: porcupines with poems on their waists. This statement is really rebellious, but on the other hand, it shows that pigs are not useless. In addition, to say the least, can living happily in Zhihu without being a pig better solve the problem of survival and development?
Now is the era of consumption, and the pursuit of wealth and luxury life has long been beyond reproach and has been deeply rooted in people's hearts. It seems that there is not much market in today's society. "knowledge is not high, just have money." What we do is not "money makes the mare go", but "money makes the mare go", so some people will have a hard time with money.
It's just that "people are not rich and have no money, and horses are not fat if they don't eat night grass." It's good that a small income can maintain food and clothing. To count money, your hands will be sore, and only in your dreams.
"I can't make a lot of money", so I have to "sleep with a pillow." Although I don't want to be spurned by the great Einstein, it seems inevitable!
Philosophical thesis on ideal 7 Everyone has an ideal.
Some people want to change the world, some want to change themselves, some want to get high marks in exams, some want to get married and have children, some want to eat and drink enough, some want to find someone, some want to get a raise, some want to have a good sleep, some want to gain weight, and some want to lose weight.
These wishes, big or small, are people's close or long-distance pursuit of the world and their own lives. My heart is full of expectation, and that feeling is calm, anxious, obvious or obscure.
Of course, I also have ideals.
First of all, I am eager to successfully complete the driving test, then successfully pass the company's second interview, then naturally hand over my present job, and then ask my old friends for help and settle in another city.
I am eager to work hard in that city during the day, go out for a run at night, come back for a hot bath, and then read or write.
Then I am eager to tell these wonderful things to my parents who are waiting for my good news. I hope they will be full of energy after hearing these news, and then their hair will turn white slowly.
I am anxious to tell my brother the news and tell him to do what he wants as much as possible, without worrying too much. My brother fully supports me.
Then in the work, I am eager to get the approval of the leaders, get along harmoniously with my colleagues and find my own value; I am eager to meet a sensible girl, and we will join hands in the future.
I am eager to settle down in my familiar place until everything is logical.
Look, this is my ideal, my wish. Does it look simple?
My ideal is actually the ideal of too many people. It's hard to imagine, and it's hard to believe, that we have no ambition, and we haven't shouted the slogan of changing the world, which makes us excited or even moved.
In fact, my biggest ideal at present is to settle down to study and find a good job.
Yes, I resigned.
I want to end all my past with a simple ceremony. So I registered a new account. On this platform, I share my inner feelings, but I don't know what it is. But it's really like starting over, no matter how heavy the past is.
I am proud sometimes. "Look, I did what you dare not do!" . Yes, that's right. Perhaps what a great act I think is actually incomprehensible and stupid to others.
I'm confused sometimes. Is this really good? Can I really overcome all the difficulties? What if it gets worse later?
The elders in Jiangdong are going to make fun of me again.
So, at this moment, I have such a beautiful ideal to realize. I think if they can persist and work hard enough, it may be enough.
I actually believe in myself. So, the hard-working villain told the cowardly villain: What are you afraid of? Starving to death is God's greatest mercy to you. What are you worried about?
It is true that I will smile and say to my friends who believe that I will not starve to death: I am hungry and I am not dead, so what am I afraid of?
They replied with a smile, I'm afraid you won't die.
Yes, I'm afraid I won't die, because I won't die, so I'm doing this. No matter what you think, whether you think through your head or not, whether your decision is mature or not, these unfamiliar life soups should be poured down after you speak.
In fact, when you close your eyes and drink, maybe you won't feel the pain at all. This is perhaps the luckiest comfort.
That's right. A person with ideals often comforts himself habitually, which is the only motivation to survive after the arrogant part of the world abandoned him. That kind of motivation is called self-confidence, self-persistence, self-hypnosis and self-struggle.
Many people's success hides countless details to describe difficult details. But when they passed by, they suddenly turned around and found that many things were just that. Just like anesthetic, you can bite your teeth to overcome the pain of injection, and you can hardly feel the pain of operation.
And they are destined to see different scenery, standing at the end, more eternal than those scenery, is their heart.
What's more, I have never given a complete definition of my success. I wonder how much success will change me and my life.
Therefore, I am not a person who pursues success. I'm just a person with ordinary ideals.
However, it is undeniable that:
I must do something for my ideal.
Again remind of the poem:
Xiongguan road is as iron as iron, but now it has started from scratch;
Sometimes I ride the wind and waves, raise my muddy sails and sail in the deep sea.