A stage for chasing dreams
long time ago
There is a girl.
Determined to be a world champion since childhood.
But I'm caught up in the trivia of life.
Never came true.
October 2009
She won at one stroke.
Female 100 to 104 years old.
The shot put champion in this age group
she is
Centenarians in Australia
Ruth Frien
Span nearly a century
Expect and wait
Stick to your childhood dream for a hundred years.
Just this persistence in dreams.
Enough to move people.
the initial dream
Holding hands all the time.
Where I want to go
How can we return before we arrive?
now
No amount of pain and tears
Be covered with a smile of victory.
Now some people
No positive dreams
Constantly floating in fame and fortune
Fill the inner emptiness with financial resources
Let yourself fall into the abyss of sin.
If they
Have a clear dream
I won't waste my life.
be
No matter how ordinary you are.
How small is it?
How big is the heart?
How big is the stage?
A stage for chasing dreams
Fly the wings of dreams
I have been there countless times.
Fly the wings of dreams
Looking for dreams in colorful seasons
childhood
Mother's company
I gather maple leaves in the Woods in autumn.
youth
I'm alone.
Collect the dreams of youth
at present
Collect her childhood dreams
That maple leaf
record
Innocent hearts from generation to generation
My daughter made a maple leaf.
Beautiful bookmarks are sandwiched in the book.
Every time I see it,
Will bloom with a bright smile
Together with this delicate maple leaf
Overflow a pure beauty
Although maple leaves can be collected every year
But I've been longing to see the red leaves in Xiangshan.
Let the maple leaf write down the faint feelings.
Give yourself a real dream.
Each of us
Spent an innocent age.
Have pure feelings and memories.
With the increase of age,
When the beautiful face is no longer young
When worldly trifles cover up
Once a soft heart
When everything in reality becomes real and helpless
We must give up our naive dreams.
Days are like meteors sliding behind them.
Hexiaojie
But leave me in the dust.
Count memory
most of the time
I was thinking.
If there really is a place in this world,
Can turn back the years.
Can turn back the clock
Whatever it takes.
I want to have it.
but
Cann't go back
I really can't go back.
What we have
I have flown the wings of my dreams countless times.
Looking for dreams in colorful seasons
childhood
Mother's company
I gather maple leaves in the Woods in autumn.
youth
I am collecting the dreams of youth alone.
at present
Collect her childhood dreams
That maple leaf
record
Innocent hearts from generation to generation
I put a maple leaf.
Make a beautiful bookmark and put it in the book.
Every time I see it,
Will bloom with a bright smile
Together with this delicate maple leaf
Overflow a pure beauty
Although maple leaves can be collected every year
But I've been longing to see the red leaves in Xiangshan.
Let the maple leaf write down the faint feelings.
Give yourself a real dream.
Chasing the dream
Through the forest, across the ocean, stepping on the sunrise, chasing dreams.
Climb mountains, fly over rivers, put on wings and chase dreams.
Pray for the morning light. In the refreshing morning wind, the sun gives us light.
Looking up at the sky in the cold wind and rain, God gives us strength.
We race against the rising sun and win glory with the sun and the moon.
We shine with Xia Yun Qi Fei and the stars.
The vicissitudes of the Millennium have mottled the colors of the years.
Thousands of years of constant wind and frost have solidified permanent memories.
Cherish what you have today and grasp the direction of your dreams now.
The dream is far away, so I choose to be on the road.
Any life should have its own dreams.
Dreams are sails fluttering in the wind.
Dreams are guiding us to create brilliant stars.
Ancient pottery pots have long had the legend of chasing dreams.
Heroes grow up in iron cradles.
The dream-chasing heart is the same as before.
As long as there is a sunset here and now to crown us, everything that comes with it is nothing!
Life is rich because it has dreams.
Life is happy because you have dreams.
Life is wonderful because of dreams.
Whenever we are confused, we look up and only the stars are shining.
Only the stars are shining
Years and dreams
Take a sip.
Pour a song and draw a pavilion.
The pen tip fills in Xijiang Moon as soon as possible.
Qin Xin stays in spring.
Castle peak without mausoleum
River depletion
Fangcaodu
Be in a state of confusion
The bird is back.
People disappeared.
Lean against the railing and enjoy the cool in the west wind.
look up
The moon is soft.
Xiao Fengzhe Liu
It's cold at night and lonely in autumn.
Counting Wan Li and Yun He
Bibo is human.
Rolling long stream
Youkonglan valley
Xiangling flows a few feet.
Qingluanfengqi
A picture of a fairy
How many degrees does it cost?
Noon of the moon
Father, how many times is the crescent moon?
Danhui Lan Xin Zhu Bilian
Yesterday's dream turned into sadness and autumn.
Look at that empty place
Partridge vindication
Love is easy to be shallow.
Youxie
Shaohuamo road
Empty account dark number
A few lonely herons in autumn
Youjian Nanshan
Low-rise hedge households
Recall the past, remember the past.
Tea house laoting
Smoke and willow blowing on the shore.
It's a long story.
Tears covered your pillow.
Under the present circumstances.
Current events are bleak.
Clouds and smoke are hard to return.
Who will send brocade books?
Specialized room
Obsolete language
Slow voice
Sound sigh
There is no more sight in the dream.
Let go of the bright moon and complain about your heart.
Like water from side to side.
Flowers bloom and fall.
What can I love you with?
soul
Or the body
The rest of my life is numbered.
The soul has been wandering
dear restless heart
Longing for a snowstorm
or
Drift to the dream.
or
Just dry it.
unnecessary
Standing in the wind with a heart.
Yearning for the distance
Desert city
A cold crowd
Who patted the shore and rolled it up?
The spectacle of thousands of piles of snow.
Blue is in the distance
Old friends grow old.
Liu nianli
Hair like snow.
It's not fate that worries.
But watching it disappear.
Like life.
Years and dreams
Want to stay?
Cann't stay
want
Unable to obtain
The morning star is hidden behind the iron curtain.
You can imagine, but you can't see.
A flower blooms quietly.
A flower quietly lost.
No need to pay attention
Not loved.
perhaps
This is life.
This is helpless