My ideal is to become a little bird in the blue sky,
Because it can fly freely in the sky,
Wherever I want to go, I can Where to go
Carefree.
My ideal is a colorful paintbrush,
because it can paint our great motherland into a
beautiful picture.
My ideal is to be a teacher,
Because I can teach my students the knowledge I have learned.
You can also teach them to sing and dance,
Let them understand nature, and
understand our great motherland.
My ideal is to be a doctor,
because that can cure some sick people.
Let them live as happily as healthy people.
My ideals are too many, too many.
If one day my dream comes true,
I will realize the greatest wish of mankind!
Bingyu Modern Poetry Collection: Ideal Sunshine
Ideal Sunshine, as transparent as water, is fascinating
It started with a book and an inadvertent thought Eyes
And the hazy and unknown origin of a bizarre story
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As the snow melts, the chirping of birds in the sky no longer ceases
The bright spring outside the mountains and forests is still a hint of youth
It responds to an inspiration from the human heart with its green flow
.
< p>The ideal sunlight is reflected by the water and the water bodyThen the inverted perception and figure are like a story connected to each other
Another story continues to form one's own body and World
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Let the desert recede and let the condensed clouds and unreasonable emotions drift away with the wind
Let the fearless spirits of the earth play a holy and lasting song The movement
let the lovesickness and inspiration deep into destiny point straight ahead
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The ideal sunshine is hidden in the blue and deep meaning of the water
Its contemplation from far to near and from near to far is approaching step by step
The ravings approaching reality and illusion, as well as the greedy dream and conscience
The eyes that are suppressed or confused and ignorant The forgotten migrations again and again
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All those words of love must be brought about by ideals
About the perception of life and the sun, the soul The thoughts lurking in it
Just like the words from ancient times this spring
Only by touching and reading with the hand of the soul can the strands of emotion be absorbed
The ordinary confusion passes through the illusion of the clouds and then suddenly becomes enlightened
Bingyu Modern Poetry Collection Ideal Sunshine
The ideal sunshine is as transparent as water and the body is fascinating
< p>It begins with a book, a casual lookAnd a bizarre story with a hazy and unknown origin
.
The snow melts in the sky The chirping of birds will no longer be interrupted
The bright spring outside the mountains and forests is still a hint of youth
It responds to an inspiration from the human heart with its green flow
p>
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Ideal sunlight is reflected by water and its body
Then the inverted perception and figure are connected like a story
Another story continues to form one's own body and world
.
Let the desert recede and let the condensed clouds and unreasonable thoughts drift away in the wind
Let the fearless spirits of the earth play a holy and lasting movement
Let the lovesickness and enlightenment of deep destiny point straight ahead
.
The ideal sunshine is invisible The meaning of the blue and deep water
Its contemplation from far to near and from near to far is approaching step by step
The babble of reality and illusion is approaching, as well as being greedy for dreams and conscience
p>The migrations forgotten again and again by blank or ignorant eyes
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All those words of love must be brought about by ideals
About life’s perception of sunlight, the thoughts lurking in the soul
Just like this spring, what should the ancient words be like
To touch and read with the hand of the soul can make people feel In those wisps of emotion
The plain confusion passes through the illusion of the clouds and then suddenly becomes clear
1. The nostalgia of early spring
The nostalgia of early spring
Arouses the dreamlike halo of the former residence
A flock of white doves flew through the clouds in March
Sprinkling the clear light all over the ground
The vegetation that sprouted in the hometown has long spread Looking into the distance
The noisy chirping of birds has disappeared
Look at the dots of lights
They are still flickering in the village at the foot of the mountain.
How can a cup of spring tea contain colorful flowers?
The crisp singing voice always drifts in and out of existence
Open the arc of your wings when facing yourself The plot
The gibberish blurted out when the leaves are yellow
It is a reversal that needs no explanation
2. The wind of the passing years
The wind of the passing years
Outside the mountain
Being smashed by the sound of rain that followed
The jungle with smiling faces hidden everywhere
Yu Yumist Silence in the middle
The rain fell drop by drop
The excited lips opened
Collecting the affectionate eyes again and again
Every root Infiltrating into the real land
Rain, you are such a fleeting water
Time is always your perseverance accomplice
And after the rain the sky clears
< p>Who can interpret your inherent connotation3. The footsteps of the night
The footsteps of the night
Come in a hurry from the dim window
< p>After a bone-shattering dizzinessAn indifferent expression was born
On the warm tables and chairs
White paper and lights were spread out< /p>
Walking in the corridor of the seasons
Some feelings deep in my heart
Gurgling out like spring water
Just stay in this spring scenery By the bedside
Quiet night
Whose breath
will warm the lonely pillow
Whose hands< /p>
Will also touch the trembling heart
Whose dream
Will still wait silently in the repentance of the dark night
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Don’t say you are still a child
Stop being naughty
Don’t write everything on your face
Don’t Treat the wolf as a hero
Don’t mistake stupidity for kindness
Don’t keep your childish life forever
——Leave it in your dream
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Don’t say you are a grass
Don’t tremble
Don't say you can't grow into a big tree
Don't say the storm will destroy you
Don't say your fragile heart is slowly withering away
Don't say spring No
——I came because of you
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Don’t say you are A cow
Don't be silent
Don't keep plowing
Don't keep walking the same road
Don't keep chewing the past
——The grass you swallowed
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Don’t say you are the earth
Stop being tolerant
Don’t let evil enter your body
Don’t let hatred turn into mountains
Don’t let tears flow into oceans
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Don’t let the rotten germs
——Let you rot too
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Don’t say you are a lock
Don’t open the grave
Don’t lock tomorrow
Don’t stand still
< p>Don’t let rust lock you——Lock yourself
...keep checking yourself