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 ... Reading the "Ideal" of Liushahe, a scene emerges: I use my pen to describe the magnificent mountains and rivers of the motherland and record what happened in my life; I observe the world with my eyes and imagine with my brain. Yes, my ideal is to be a writer.
Lev tolstoy once said, "Ideal is the beacon. Without ideals, there is no firm direction. " Before, I was at a loss about my ideal. I don't have the heart to learn this, and I don't concentrate on learning anything. I am always absent-minded. Now that I have set my ideal, I will try my best to run towards my goal. There is this ideal because it is set on one thing.