Ideal is a stone, knocking out a single spark;
Ideal is fire, lighting the extinguished lamp;
Ideal is a lamp that illuminates the road at night;
Ideal is the road that leads you to the dawn.
Ideal is a compass to guide ships;
Ideal is a ship, carrying you to sea for a long voyage.
But the ideal is sometimes the arc of the kiss of the sea and the sky.
It's beyond your tolerance and tortures your enterprising heart.
Ideal makes you smile and observe life.
Ideal makes you stubbornly resist fate.
Ideal makes you forget the temple, early white,
Ideal makes your head white and naive.
Ideal is an alarm clock to break your golden dream;
Ideal is soap to wash away your selfishness.
Ideal is not only an acquisition,
Ideal is a kind of sacrifice.
If ideals bring you honor,
That's just a by-product of it,
But more is misunderstood loneliness,
Laughter in loneliness, bitterness in laughter.
Ideals often make honest people suffer misfortune,
Ideals keep the unfortunate people alive.
Ordinary people are great because they have ideals.
The ideal person is a "capitalized person".
There are always people in the world who have abandoned their ideals.
Ideals never abandon anyone.
Give new life to sinners, ideal is the immortal grass that awakens the soul,
Call the prodigal son back, the ideal is a loving mother.
Sometimes, when you lose your ideal,
Like a ship that has lost its harbor.
Sometimes, there is a sea and blue sky in front of us.
My heart is a depressed desert.
Ah! Teenagers say that life is like soap bubbles,
It blows round and big, but it bursts silently.
So, don't ask what the motherland has given.
But ask yourself what contribution you have made to your motherland.