Everyone has his own wishes, some want to be a scientist, some want to be a musician, some want to be a writer ..... but I want to be an art teacher.
If I become an art teacher, I will impart my colorful knowledge to my classmates and make them happy every day.
One night, I had a dream that I became an art teacher. I teach my classmates to draw a beautiful tall house. I look at my classmates' paintings, and I feel very happy, because my classmates draw beautifully and tall. I also teach my classmates to draw rabbits. The rabbits drawn by my classmates are very beautiful and vivid.
Let them grow up in joy, I will take them to see the scenery, let them write it down and draw it in art books.
If I become an art teacher, I will set up an art corner in the classroom where students can exchange art after class. If I find someone talking in class, I won't scold him. I'll ask him to correct his mistake. If a classmate can't draw, I'll teach him.
Although I am not an art teacher now, as long as I study hard, my dream of being an art teacher will come true.
I dream of becoming a teacher. Everyone has a dream. If someone dreams of becoming a policeman, they must have a strong body. Some people dream of being teachers, so they should have knowledge and patience. My dream is to be the praised teacher! Ah, teacher! This ordinary profession, for the sake of students paid a lifetime, in exchange for a pillar of the motherland. Ah, teacher! This lofty profession, this song is like a candle, a silkworm, and the profession of gardener has become an irreplaceable lofty dream in my heart!
Ah! Teacher! I love this profession, and I love the teacher's learned soul even more!
The reason why my dream is a teacher is because I was infected by Teacher Zhang. Try hard to understand the true meaning of this sentence and the word teacher!
In the fourth grade, our average final grade was the lowest in five classes, and we were very depressed. In a blink of an eye, it's grade five. This semester, a new head teacher, Miss Zhang, came to our class.
I have a blue sky, where I dream that the Chinese painting teacher can write 200 words freely, which is where I fly my dream. The vast universe is where I realize my dream. This is my dream-to be an astronomer.
Once, I didn't know how to dream, and I didn't know the meaning of dreams. Now I understand that dreams are my spiritual strength.
I remember when I was a child, when I was lying in bed reading astronomical literature, suddenly, my eyes lit up and a blue planet appeared in front of me, that is, the earth, our hometown where we lived for a long time. Since then, I have always wanted to be an astronomer.
What a wonderful past! This is my dream-to be an astronomer.
I have a dream, about 200 words. I have a dream.
That is, I will work in a small newspaper in the future.
At that time, I was still famous.
Because ambition makes me dream of becoming a writer.
I want to use the brush in my hand
Write from the corner of life
Start with the ordinary things.
Write from the corner of happiness
Write from a wonderful moment. ...
Of course, they are all inseparable from life.
So, I will take the carrier of life.
Travel carefree and enjoy yourself.
I have a dream.
Give me a magic bag.
There will be interesting words flying out of it.
There will be impassioned poems flying out of it
Help me express my warmest love to my teacher.
I have a dream.
Give me a blank sheet of paper.
Those are my wings of happiness.
It is the knowledge base of my articles.
This is my painful candy ...
Ah, dream, my bright future.
All show my love for life.
I want to use the wings of my dream.
Fly to the ocean of future dreams
I have a dream. It is urgent. It takes about 500 words to explain that finches know the ambition of swans.
I have a dream of 800 words. Everyone has his own dream in his heart, but most people think that his dream is just a dream, too illusory and unimaginable, so he buried it in his heart and didn't even give it a chance to break through the ground. In this way, how can dreams bloom beautiful and fragrant flowers?
As we all know, Deng Yaping loves playing table tennis since she was a child, and she dreams of being able to show her talents in the world arena one day. But he was rejected by the national team because of his short stature and short hands and feet. But instead of being discouraged, she turned failure into motivation, practiced her skills hard and made persistent efforts, and finally pushed the bud of her dream away-she got her wish and stood on the podium of the world champion. In her sports career, she always won 18 world champion medals. Deng Yaping's outstanding achievements not only brought great glory to himself, but also changed the traditional concept of selecting athletes only among tall people in the world table tennis.
Before Liu Xiang, who would have thought that a yellow race would one day climb the podium of 1 10 meter hurdles? In the men's 1 10 meter hurdles final of the Athens Olympic Games on August 27th, 2004, Liu Xiang tied the record set by Britain's colin jackson with a time of 12 second and won the gold medal, creating a miracle and myth for China people in short track events! After the game, he began to forget all about eating and sleeping. Many things happen. In the men's 1 10 meter hurdles final of the 2006 IAAF Super Grand Prix in Lausanne, Liu Xiang won the gold medal with a time of 12.88 seconds, breaking the world record of men 1 10 meter hurdles who had been sleeping for/3 years! At the beginning, the young buds, soaked in sweat, have already exuded the fragrance of the world!
I have always liked a poem by Grandma Bing Xin entitled "Successful Flowers": "Successful flowers/people only admire her present brilliance/but at the beginning, her buds/tears of struggle/blood rain of sacrifice." Successful flowers need sweat, tears and even blood.
This is the case on the field, isn't it the same in life?
I have a dream, Tibetan poetry, my professional writing,
Add wine when you are happy.
A roll of ice and snow,
The first county in the country.
Dream of opening an account,
I want to take Lee Tae.
I have a dream. What is this? In primary school, in the first composition class, the teacher asked us to write what your dream was. I wrote hopefully that I want to be a teacher, so that I can teach many people knowledge and make many people respect me. I will be a good teacher.
In junior high school, in the first composition class, the teacher asked us to think about what your dream is and communicate once every ten minutes. Suddenly, I suddenly found that I don't want to be a teacher, or even do anything. When communicating, the teacher didn't call me.
In high school, at the first class meeting, the teacher asked us to write what your dream was. Without thinking too much, I picked up a pen. My dream is to be admitted to an ideal university. Later, it was discovered that everyone's dream was the same.
I really have to admit that there is something called time in this era, and it has a powerful force. It can dilute your enthusiasm and pave the same way for too many people.
Now in a simple conversation between friends, I encounter this problem again. This time, my dream is to be a free man.
I have a dream that I can have my own house. It may not be spacious, but it is safe, warm and comfortable.
I have a dream that there is a big enough bed in my house. When you are tired, you can lie on your back, surrounded by soft and warm feelings, and have a good dream.
I have a dream. My home has a bookcase with a large enough capacity. There can be many books in it. They are not novels, nor are they crying for love, nor are they boring teachers. They are just some books, some books that can make people warm.
I have a dream. I have a computer at home, and I can contact everyone. When I am lonely, I can chat with some strangers. I like talking with strangers. Because we know nothing about each other, it is easier for us to appreciate each other and be warm to each other.
I have a dream that there is a window in my house to let the sun shine in, so that my house is warm enough. Not far from the window, there is a stout tree, which is lush in summer, withered in autumn, dead in winter and thin in spring. ...
I have a dream that there is a door in my house, which keeps an ambiguous relationship with the outside world. Sometimes it shuts the world out, and sometimes it opens my house and my naked body.
I have a dream that on sunny days, my friends and I will sit side by side on a warm and soft carpet and have some simple laughter. I will step on the floor barefoot and dance alone.
From tomorrow on, communicate with every relative.
Tell them my happiness,
What did the lightning of happiness tell me,
I will distribute it to each of them.
From tomorrow on, I want to be a happy person;
Comb hair, chop wood and travel around the world.
From tomorrow on, I will care about food and vegetables.
Living in a house facing the sea, spring is blooming.
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I have a dream.
Leave my footprints in every place I like.
I have a dream.
Carve my smile in every stranger's heart.
I have a dream.
Maybe it's not good.
Maybe it's not that beautiful.
But it's still in my heart
Crazy growth!
I have a dream.
Send a little light to every dark corner
I have a dream.
Sprinkle a little warmth on every cold heart.
I have a dream.
Maybe it's not realistic.
Maybe it's not that easy.
But it is still in my heart.
Quietly brewing!
I have a dream,
The world was not in turmoil that day,
Without war, poverty and famine,
A happy life is full of sunshine,
Flowers of peace bloom everywhere.
I have a dream,
On that day, mankind will no longer be sad,
Without fear, discrimination and tears,
Happy songs echoed everywhere,
Free birds spread their wings and fly.
I have a dream,
On that day, the earth was no longer desolate,
There is no destruction, plunder and pollution.
Beautiful mountains and rivers surround the home.
The clear river is blue.
I have a dream,
That day will become a beautiful hope,
Let's join hands,
In order to welcome this day,
Realize our dreams with our love!
At that moment, I had a dream that the sea was wide and the fish jumped, and the sky was high and birds flew. Everyone has their own dreams. However, what is a dream? What is a dream? Dreams are expectations, but dreams are powerful-your courage and persistence in taking misty dreams as ideals is the highest level of your responsibility to yourself. But ask yourself, how many of us can be the first in our hearts?