1, childhood is a mystery, confusion, immaturity and curiosity; Childhood is a painting, colorful, brilliant and naive; Youth is a poem full of optimism and self-confidence.
2. Childhood is the red rope of the little girl, the bow on her head and the morning glory in her hand. Childhood is a clay doll in the hands of young people, childhood is the protection of the country in the hearts of young people, and childhood is that young people can still go barefoot.
3. Childhood is a colorful picture book, loaded with beautiful memories; Childhood is a clear river, flowing with soaring waves; Childhood is a brilliant flower, and its fragrance brings a lot of happiness and happiness.
There is a song about flying dreams in golden childhood: day after day.
Maybe it has something to do with golden childhood.
What's the name of this song?
The poem of flying dreams in golden childhood! Kneel down! Did you make it up yourself? ! You go to find a piece of music, which is the opening song of Forrest Gump, and the background music with feathers flying all over the sky.
Did you find out,
Our today has passed!
Did you find out,
There is something missing in our life!
Did you find out,
Our hearts are quietly desolate!
You finally found out,
We lack dreams and hopes!
You finally found out,
We lack dreams and vows!
Once upon a time, it was a dream,
In the same boat, I worked hard.
How many lofty ideals, young and frivolous,
Once you promise to believe in courage,
Everything drifts with time in endless years!
Unforgettable,
We failed, but we never gave up.
Those past and sad vicissitudes are hard to touch!
It's hard to forget,
We wander, but we still work hard.
How many dreams become dreams, how many lofty sentiments become desolate.
We never forget,
Those vows and hopes that moved us!
No matter how long it has passed or how long it has passed.
We will all open solid wings for our dreams and hopes!
We never flinch, never fear!
We don't care about failure or even loss!
Because we know,
Facing the stormy sky and the endless test of the dream world.
We all have a dream.
A firm and brave heart!
It's hard to achieve, and yesterday's dream is gone!
Finally, those past vows were in vain!
Don't hesitate, spread your wings and fly freely in the direction of your dreams.
Don't be afraid of pain and loss, because we still have dreams in our hearts.
Even if our wings are covered with scars.
What color the background is painted depends on what it is painted. If the background is the sky, it can be light blue.
It can also be light purple with a little blue.
The background may or may not be pink. That depends on what you want to draw.
Happy childhood, flying dreams, chasing dreams, time flies, years are seamless. Blink of an eye, I have become a junior high school student. Looking back on my childhood, I had countless beautiful dreams, but as I grew up, these dreams were gradually forgotten ... I liked watching gun battles and police movies when I was a child. The police inside are all wearing bulletproof vests, with sniper rifles and grenades slung around their waists. Gradually, over time, I began to have a special liking for this, and the image of the tall and powerful policeman was deeply imprinted in my mind. When I grow up a little, when I understand the meaning of the word "dream", I decided to be a policeman. When I grow up, I can get rid of violence and be safe. You know, in my mind at that time, I was the kind of person who danced with a gun and a stick. Don't mention how handsome! Since then, I have a gadget in my hand-a gun. I take this "gun" every day, imitate the characters in the movie and shoot "click". I hope this so-called gadget in my hand can become a real gun one day, and I also hope that I can defend the territory of my motherland with an assault rifle one day earlier. But slowly, I think the profession of police is too dangerous. If you happen to meet a vicious gangster, you may pay your precious life at any time.
When I was in primary school, my dream changed for the first time in my life history. I began to admire the sacred profession of teachers, and I began to hope to be a primary school teacher when I grow up. Because the book says that teachers are engineers of the human soul; It is a ladder to help students climb the peak of knowledge; It's a spring silkworm, as selfless as a spring silkworm. Teachers can stand on the three-foot platform and impart countless knowledge to students, so that young hearts can be nourished by the first drop of spring rain. But then I thought the teacher's work was very hard. It takes more than half the time to correct homework every day, and then we have to prepare lessons. This job is very boring.
When I was eight or nine years old, because I was too greedy, the frequency of tonsil attacks became frequent, and I began to go to the hospital for injections and medicine again and again. Then, another idea sprouted in my mind-I want to be a doctor when I grow up, so that if I get sick in the future, I can treat myself and save a lot of money. However, when I read the article about medical malpractice, I was disheartened. At that time, I felt that the profession of doctors also had many risks. Once something goes wrong, the price will be precious life. And I think doctors have too many courses to learn, which are too difficult and complicated. The name of every bone, muscle and organ in every part of the human body should be firmly in mind, and no mistakes can be made.
When I was a little older, I began to like watching popular science TV programs, so I began to contact the profession of host again and again. So, I began to love the feeling of standing in front of the camera and talking with my mouth open. But later, I was afraid of my poor memory. I stood in the camera and got stuck as soon as I opened my mouth. That embarrassing situation is uncomfortable.
Gradually, I grew up, with more and more knowledge and more dreams. I don't know where to develop. Finally one day, when I was reading a book, I saw such a story:
More than a hundred years ago, a poor shepherd took two young sons to herd sheep for others to make a living. One day, they drove the sheep to a hillside, and a group of geese flew over their heads singing and soon disappeared in the distance. The shepherd's youngest son asked his father, "Where did the goose go?" The shepherd said, "They are going to a warm place, where they will settle down and spend the cold winter." The eldest son blinked and said enviously, "If only I could fly like a wild goose." The youngest son also said, "I wish I were a flying goose!" So we can fly to the sky to find our mother! "
Hearing this, the shepherd bowed his head and was silent for a while. Then he said to his two sons, "As long as you have faith, you can fly." The two sons quickly started the experiment and waved their arms vigorously, but failed to fly. They looked at their father suspiciously. The shepherd said, "Let me show you." So he opened his arms and waved hard, but he still couldn't fly. However, the shepherd said firmly, "I can't fly because I am too old." And you're young. As long as you keep working hard, you will fly and go where you want to go in the future. "The two sons firmly remember their father's words and have been working hard for this dream. Finally, on19031February 7 17, when my brother was 36 years old and my brother was 32 years old, they really succeeded in flying because they successfully invented the plane.
These two men are the Wright brothers in America.
From then on, I began to study hard, because the premise of realizing my dream is to study hard. And I firmly believe that as long as we keep working hard and stick to it, everyone's dream will eventually come true.
Since childhood, dreams have been changing. Whenever our dreams change, it means that our knowledge has increased, our thoughts have improved, and our understanding of society has also changed. The change of dreams must go through countless times in our life. But remember, we can never stop pursuing our dreams! bale
Colorful childhood flying dreams: colorful childhood flying dreams;
Bottom line: enrich your life and think about the future.
Say goodbye to the golden childhood and let go of your youthful dreams. We are all middle school students in our youth. It's important for us to set a correct goal in life when we are young. Youth is the sun in the morning; Youth is a bird flying in the sky; Youth is bitter fleabane bitter fleabane vitality. Heaven and earth are echoing our own footsteps. Who can stop us from finding our dreams?
The success of mankind comes from dreams, and our beautiful youth needs the existence of dreams more.
The dream of youth is a stone, knocking out the fire of a star; It is fire that lights the lamp of hope; It is a lamp that illuminates the road ahead; It is the way to lead you to the dawn. However, if we have empty ideals and don't put them into action, we will accomplish nothing, just as ten thousand zeros are not as good as one zero.
Dreams can stimulate enterprise. Beethoven, a world-famous musician, almost despaired when he really felt that he was going deaf. Life doesn't seem worth living: what is more unfortunate for a musician than not hearing the sweet voice that he likes to listen to and live by? It is because he has a dream of music that he is full of confidence in life, bravely goes on and eventually becomes a world-famous musician. Marx said: "What makes life meaningful is not power and glory, but to find a perfect ideal that not only satisfies one's own selfish interests, but also ensures the happiness of all mankind."
Lu Xun had a dream when he was young. In order to change the fate of the Chinese nation in the world and the mental outlook of the people of China, he abandoned medicine and took up literature. Lu Xun linked his personal life experience with the fate of the whole Chinese nation, which laid the basic ideological foundation for him to become a writer and thinker later. Persisting in dreams is the secret of success.
Students, let's regard the dream of youth as a kite and let it soar freely in the sky. How high a kite can fly is in your hands; Whether a kite can fly high will determine your success in life.
If our youth has no dreams, it is like a blind boat on the vast sea. Without goals and directions, we will never reach the other side of success.
On the road to success, we must walk with our dreams, especially when we are young. For a bright future, for a wonderful life, let's raise the sail of our dreams and let go of our youthful dreams!
Say goodbye to the golden childhood and let go of your youthful dreams.
Staring at the beautiful years, stepping home, looking forward to the dreams entrusted by roses, looking forward to the blessings brought by years, looking forward to the blueprint of future life, admiring the lively stage of the past, and thinking about the past 4,000 days and nights, I suddenly realized that the innocence and dreams of my childhood, sailing quietly and drifting quietly with the boat of time, left me with a choppy ocean of life. ...
The frolicking, laughter, naivety and naivety of the past, as well as the lovely doll with beautiful big eyes that accompanied my dreams, have all become precious title pages in my memory.
When I was a child, I only knew there was beauty in the world, but I didn't know there was ugliness. I only know that there are good ones, but I don't know that there are evil ones. I know too little and understand too little. In that innocent childhood, I had to move forward and let my tender little hands playfully fiddle with the warm river and the soft beach.
I once fished for stars in the river, believing that the brightest one must belong to me; I once picked fruits from trees and enjoyed the fruits of my labor with relish. I used to dance for my small achievements; I once threw a sincere coin into a beggar's rice bowl ... until now, my ears are still ringing with a string of silvery laughter playing with my friends.
Until one day, everything I had was put into my schoolbag and stuffed into the long journey of bidding farewell to my childhood. Adults say this is the beginning of growth. When I grow up, I will no longer pester rivers playfully and leave happy footprints on the beach. I just sit quietly, listening to the sound of the river flowing quietly, let my songs float away with the river, let my wings plug in and let my dreams fly.
Remember, remember what you should remember-the sky that once belonged to me alone, the childish road left on the clouds in the sky that day, innocent poems and happy laughter. Forget it, forget what you should forget ―― whether it is good or bad, there is always right or wrong in a case, and a little lingering.
I am eager to grow up quickly and let my dreams take me to broaden my horizons. Looking at the blue sky, dreaming of a bright future. Tomorrow, how will dreams make you mature and grow? When the wind is still blowing, it can't blow away the lead of childhood; When the sea keeps beating, it can't wash away the traces of childhood. Suddenly I looked up and looked back, and a string of long footprints had been left on the grass. Looking into the distance, the footprints gradually faded away and even disappeared. I know, a little further, many footprints will disappear in my sight. My heart is throbbing. Isn't this life? The loss of time will drown out many things in the past, and many new things will appear. It inspires my life. Once you set foot on the journey of life, you should walk well and don't have to look back. The sun went down and the whole night was full of stars. Without my childhood, I still have more pursuits!
We are neighbors, so she and I have been good friends since childhood. Like-minded, talk about everything.
We all have the same hobby, that is singing. We have been studying from primary school until the third grade. Because of my poor academic performance, I was forced to squat down, leaving her alone in the third grade. In this way, we spend less time together, talk less, everything is changing, but our dreams will not change. We agreed to go to college together and then go abroad to express our feelings of singing as much as possible.
The days passed by until one day, she suddenly appeared in front of me like a different person. I was in class and she came to see me. I saw her crying and the helplessness in her eyes when she looked at me. Without waiting, I immediately asked the teacher for leave and went out to find her. After we walked out of the teaching building, she hugged me and cried for a long time. I didn't say anything, just hugged her harder than her, and then I silently shed tears, which was out of love. After a long time, she said, "Do you think our dream will come true?" I said, "OK, I will." She smiled. Although I don't know why she is crying, I won't ask, because the reason why she is crying must be a wound for her. Every time, she will take the initiative to tell me, but this time, it is an exception ... She went on to say, "If one day I leave and I am not with you, please be sure to fulfill our dreams, work together and share my share, ok?" I saw her eyes full of begging. Although I don't understand why she said so, I agreed.
I heard from her classmates that she fainted in class that day and is now in the hospital. I went to the hospital and saw her lying in a hospital bed, so helpless. From the doctor's mouth, I knew her illness and understood why she said so that day. I went to the bed and saw her face turn pale because of illness. My heart ached, but I held back my tears. She said in a weak voice, "at the age of 35, can you sing another song with me?" I said, "Of course!" We all sang our favorite song. Gradually, her voice became weaker and weaker ... finally, only my sobbing song and her parents' crying were left in the ward. My tears came down and I finished singing. ...
I carefully guarded our dreams. From then on, I studied harder just to realize that dream and share it with her. ...
Say goodbye to the golden childhood and let go of your youthful dreams. Looking back suddenly, I have gone through fifteen spring and autumn periods smartly. Occasionally, there will be a song as clear as a wind chime lingering in my mind, and a childhood nursery rhyme will float in my ear. The bug flies, the bug walks, the bug doesn't bite the doll's hand, but walks home hand in hand, barefoot and in the dark.
Once upon a time, the mountains, the water and even the kind and simple people in my hometown often hovered in my childhood memories, which made me relive that childhood for a long time. Although a little sour, it is really the only pure land in my life-innocence, joy and fragrance.
Look! Children who are innocent and barefoot; Singing, laughing, dancing, dancing all the way, it was just a newborn calf, showing their unique brilliance and purity unabashedly. Although carrying a basket of flowers on his back, it still didn't erase the child's nature.
Listen! One by one, the crisp copper bell rings, which is the child's wind chime, which is the wish of the child's heart. As soon as they saw the clever stream in the mountains, they couldn't wait to throw down their baskets, unbutton their clothes and plop into the stream. However, the brook gently held these sweaty boys in its arms, making them swim around like fish, and they were extremely happy. A string of sounds of nature rippled in the embrace of the stream and spread to the youth on the other side of the mountain. ...
Children who have entered adolescence, I was already a slim teenager when I entered adolescence. Sometimes I often think: How tired I am when I grow up! It is better to be a child! But that beautiful nursery rhyme didn't disappear with my growth.