Everyone has a dream, big or small; everyone has a dream, fragrant or sweet. And my dream is sky blue, with a sweet fragrance, which enters my dreamland and accompanies me to sleep every time.
My dream often appears in my dream: it is to be a people's teacher, the teacher, a symbol of light, a symbol of righteousness. I would like to be such a teacher: there is a group of students who love me and I love them, a simple desk with a pot of milanthus, is not wafting a wisp of fragrance. Under the blue sky, romping and playing with my students. Sweet and beautiful.
The germination of this dream has to be from just enrolled in school is to say: first grade, I was very naughty, the teacher often educate me, I am very ashamed, so I try to do well, but still not much effect. Only in my dreams, I can get the teacher's approval, I am very distressed, every dream will appear in the same picture: I am happy and smiling in the hand holding the certificate of appreciation, the classmates appreciated the gaze, the teacher pleased to touch my head. However, when I woke up, I realized that everything was unreal. I am not discouraged, and finally the teacher's attitude towards me changed, I was ecstatic, determined to become an honorable people's teachers.
After the scrubbing of time, my dream has not disappeared, which on the contrary, has accomplished the beginning of the road to pursue my dream, which erected a milestone in my heart, so that I have the motivation to change the dream from a blank check that is never honored to a benchmark to which I strive. Dreams do not need a reason, may be in the flash of lightning, just because of a heart touch, a kind of idea, have a dream. But if the dream is not pursued, it will only be a dream that will not be realized. From a greenish blue to a bright blue. Just like the smooth glass above the brush and then black ink will not damage its beauty, after grinding, the blue dream is still so beautiful.
The color of the dream, only carefully observed, seriously to feel, will find. That is a dreamy color, intertwined with the most beautiful colors in the world, like the mysterious Northern Lights, so beautiful, so desirable. Even dreams have unseen colors, that's just a part of the color of the dream, there are pink romantic, blue happy, purple mysterious ......
The color of the dream 2Dreams have many kinds of colors, there are white, black and colorful... ...
There was a night when I dreamed that the city was polluted, the river turned black, the sky was dark, the bodies of the little fish floated on the river, and it felt like the sky was black, and I was so scared that I woke up from my dream. It turned out to be a dream. Oh, the dream was black.
There was a night, I dreamed that the city turned white, the road was full of crowded vehicles, I understood at once, the original culprit is these cars, now people's living standards are getting higher and higher, more and more cars, the exhaust of these cars caused the current haze weather, so that the whole city turned white ... ...Oh, the dream is white.
There was a night, I dreamed of red, a bright red in front of me, the original clear river turned red, the original is the river side of some manufacturers, enterprises caused the trouble, now more and more developed science, some business owners in order to make more money at the expense of the environment, the untreated wastewater discharged directly into the river, so the clear streams and rivers were dyed red. The original schools of fish are gone, I really good heartache can not help but sad, woke up and touched the wet pillow, it was another terrible dream, really hate themselves do not have too much knowledge can not go to stop those who destroy the environment, protect the environment.
There is a night I dreamed of the color green, the sky is so blue, the water is so clear, the fish in the river is swimming happily, the trees on both sides of the road branches and leaves, the park's flowers and trees grow lush, many children in the bushes shuttle play, the elderly in the big trees under the aerobics dance, I'm very happy, it is not I have been dreaming of the home!
It is said that daydreaming and nightdreaming, the reason why I will do such a dream, I think it is because how much I want to have a dream home, the green environment, I must work hard to study, master more knowledge, to protect our homes!
The color of dreams3
Dreams come in colors.
The color of the dream will vary from person to person and from age to age. The dream of a child is colorful, and most of the dream of an adult is gray, because most of the people don't realize his dream, and he is too old and incapable of realizing his dream again. However, children are different, they have unlimited hope in them.
Remember, it was when I was five years old, one day, I had a fever, the whole family mobilized, came together to the hospital where I was, which was my side in addition to the family, and the doctors, one by one, dressed in white big hanging, stood next to me, smiled at me, and comforted me before the injection told me not to be afraid, like the white angels, at that time, my dream was to be a good doctor. I think the color of the dream should be white, because white is the symbol of the doctor, is the color of a good heart like the doctor.
When I was seven years old, I just went to the first grade, I was full of excitement into the classroom, the first person I met was the teacher, every time after school, will pull the mom and dad to the sofa to sit, and then I am like a teacher, all the love to their students, many students want to be a teacher because of envy of the three-foot podium, envy of the teacher's this name. Many students want to be a teacher because they envy the three-foot podium and the title of teacher. I want to be a teacher more because I know the dedication behind the teacher. Behind the three-foot podium is the figure of serious preparation for the class, the teacher's halo is behind the sweat of hard work. Thinking of my teacher in the careful preparation for our lessons, thinking of my teacher in the serious correction of homework for us. How could I not be moved to tears? At that time my dream was to be a teacher, I think the color of the dream at that time should be green, which means that the children's hearts like spring sprouting vitality, green.
Hua Shao said, "The dream, but a painful decision." I do not agree. Everyone has a dream, and dreams are what everyone aspires to, and without a dream, his life will be lived in emptiness. "If the heart is there, the dream is there!" As we grow older, our dreams change, but no matter what I dream of, I will do my best to realize it, and I will work harder for that colorful dream until the day the dream comes true!
The Color of Dreams 4Tomorrow's sky, because of the color of dreams, the wings of the heart will fly higher.
When I was a child, my biggest dream was to have candy to eat, and when I was sick, my kindergarten aunts and my mother would take good care of me, and I could have a house full of toys and candies all by myself without having to go to class. The dream, perhaps, is pink, like the color of fruit candy!
In elementary school, the biggest dream is to get a perfect score, there was an exam, I got first place, the teacher used a red pen, wrote a big 100 points, and put a small red flower, which is my red dream. The teacher told us: our happiness today is the martyrs with blood for. Happiness is red, the dream may be red.
The first class of junior high school, the class teacher held up a blue textbook, seriously said to us: "See, your dreams live in this." Oh, so the dream is blue. I stroked the textbook and resolved to chase my dream into my hands. I studied very hard, and finally, I got the desired grade. I realized the blue dream.
In the second year of junior high school, I saw a musician who had struggled for many years, and when one of his concerts ended successfully, the applause lasted more than half an hour, and he thanked the curtain seven times, and I clearly saw the tears in the corners of his eyes, and that was the transparent dream, oh, the original dream is transparent.
In the most ignorant and rebellious age, like in a burst of long-distance running, lying on the grass, although the clothes have been soaked with sweat, although the legs have been so sore that they can no longer move, but I will also talk with friends, youth, we have youthful energy, but also have youthful dreams, the dream may be green, right, is the color of youth.
Ascending to the junior high school, I will no longer have the opportunity to think about the color of the dream, just keep studying every day, I just want to through their own efforts to achieve my dream, I nearly fanatical study, because I know, pay to have harvest, pay to realize the dream.
The dream is sweet pink, the dream is solemn red, the dream is bitter blue, the dream is youthful green, the dream is happy transparent ...... dream may be colorful, weaving our bright future!
Dream color 5Everyone has a dream, which may be just a distant dream. It may never be realized, it is the most beautiful expectations of everyone's heart. It always retains the purest expectations. He inspired people to continue to struggle.
I have also had unrealistic dreams, although I know that may not be realized, but for this dream and worked hard. Just like in elementary school when I heard the adults talk about the Tsinghua University eyes put out a hot light, but also in order to make the family satisfied, simply thought that as long as you listen to the teacher's words will be able to get into the Tsinghua University, so also do a long time of the "good students". Later, I realized that it's not just about being good at school. But this series of almost impossible dreams has added color to my growth path. Until now, I am still working hard for this unrealistic dream, although I do not know whether it will be realized, but my dream will be the driving force that has always pushed me forward.
The dream is splendid because of the youth, and the youth has no regrets because of the dream. In this "sub-healthy" city why there are still people busy all day long, tireless? It may just be because of a small dream when you were young. Why some people have a successful career, but always depressed? Maybe it's because the current life is not what he envisioned when he was a teenager.
The dream is red, it looks like a corner of the red flag, so that people would like to spill their blood, the dream is blue, he is like the blue water and blue sky, people are happy for its heart, the dream is green, it is tender grass, so that people feel its tenacious vitality ...... In fact, the dream is colorful, it is rich in diversity, colorful, it is rich in it with its "personality charm". It is rich, diverse, colorful, and it conquers us with its rich "charisma". Although it is conquered, but we are convinced. Because we know that the dream is our driving force, the dawn of hope. It represents the most beautiful side of life, the most bright side of society, the most simple side of people.
Do you have a dream? What color is your dream? Let's color and wing our beautiful dreams together!
Dream color 6Dream, a word that makes people guess. Many people may ask this question, "Dream, what is it?"
Yes, is a dream a dream at night? Is it what people call "daydreaming"? In fact, neither.
Dreams, is the endless ocean, is the vast and boundless grassland, is the cloudless sky ...... it carries all the dreams, let our mood ups and downs. In the unknowing will let us "lost direction", but in a moment, will let us see the "light of hope".
When I was a child, the tender "I want to be a doctor", "I want to be a police officer", "I want to be a teacher".... ...The dream that penetrates the soul is the most childish dream, the most innocent dream. In contrast, people nowadays are worlds apart from what we were as children. The sinister and terrifying nature of the human heart is not even comparable to the super-monster in the dream.
In short, the dream is beautiful in my mind.
Dreams, blue, white, purple, pink, colorful .......
The blue dream is naive, kind, and is the origin of all dreams that people make.
The white dream is pure, noble, and is the pavement of all dreams, and all the dreams that people make are paved by it.
The purple dream is beautiful, dreamy, and is the leader of all dreams, and all the dreams people have are led by it.
The pink dream is gentle and elegant, the messenger of all dreams, and all the dreams people have are guarded by it.
The colorful dream is the end of all dreams, and keeps people moving forward with their fantasies.
The dream is always mysterious, it is like a bottomless pit, so that people have endless power to explore down, until the "bottom".
In short, this question is very difficult. I looked at the sky and pondered for a long time, but I could not think of an answer that would satisfy me. I always feel that it is so far away from me, hiding in the boundless end, do not let me see it. Dreams may lead all the people in this world to think of them, may make the people in this world elusive. But I only know that we all have a dream, by the dream to our hearts filled with innocence, inserted with full wings, so that we are free to fly in the world of dreams, carefree.
The color of dreams7Dreams like a lighthouse to guide the lost sails, giving people a touch of hope; dreams like spring willow buds, giving people a kind of vigorous vitality; dreams like the emperor's new clothes, giving people a kind of mystery. You will wonder what a dream really looks like. Is it round or flat, red or greenish?
Dreams, colorful
A piece of turquoise grass, there are children playing. Look closely, the grass green leaves, still hanging dewdrops want to droop, I understand, the dream is green, is one of our childhood want to touch the hope.
Gradually, the green became lighter, lighter. Suddenly appeared a little bit of red. Slowly. The red color expanded in large swathes. The overwhelming red, reflected in our eyes. Look closely, a string, a cluster of small red flowers bloomed delicately, is showing their gallantry to the earth. I realized that the dream is red, is the tenacious life in nature.
Gradually, the red color faded, emerged a group of groups of golden yellow, golden yellow leaves from the sky tree drifted to the endless ground, layer by layer accumulation, waiting to offer their last life. Ao, I understand, the dream is golden yellow, is selfless, is dedication.
Gradually, the color has dissipated. There is only white, but look! White snow falls from the air. In a flash, the world of silver has descended, cheers, laughter, so lively! O, I understand, the dream is white, is the joy of the world.
Dreams, colorful, stored in all seasons of the year all the time to accompany the people who have dreams. It is changing; it is hidden; it depends on oneself to create!
The color of dreams8Dream, a simple term, talk about it, we will have a torrent of answers: astronauts, educators, scientists ...... What is my dream? My dream is to be a translator.
Talking about translation, the first thing is to study well. How is my study? I think I'm pretty good, always in the top few in the class, as class president, English, biology, music, art class representative, the teacher is also very trusting of me, my classmates and I have a very cordial relationship. I think I am a multi-talented class president: I have learned six musical instruments, including piano, guzheng and drums, and I have taken the grade examination for all of them. I also think I am a class president who can write and fight: I have passed the eighth grade of my calligraphy exam, and I have been learning sparring and taekwondo from first to sixth grade. I believe that I will be a good class president, to take the position of better, more comprehensive.
Back to the main topic, said to be a translator, the mouth just say can not, have to actually do, I have to English, French and other international languages to learn well, of course, I am now trying to learn in the study of the journey I encountered a lot of difficulties, but I did not know the difficulties and retreat, but more courageous to break forward. There is an old saying: "break the sand pot to the end." I have to learn this spirit in order to realize my dream is not it?
I made up my mind to first get into Chengyang First Middle School, in the admission to Beijing's Second Foreign Language Institute, and postgraduate exams, if there is an opportunity, I hope to go to a foreign country for further study, or to get a green card, which is my dream from childhood to the big time all the time, I will definitely study hard to live up to the expectation of my parents and teachers to me, to become a useful person for the country and society, in order to my dream, go for it!
The color of the dream 9
The dream is not colorful, because of the expectations, and was given color.
I remember reading a fairy tale, in which there is a little princess, she has a strange ball, the ball on all sides were painted with different colors, put what color face to their own on what color dreams.
I remember I always envied that little princess, and I could dream about colors. But one day, I also got what I wanted.
It was an April afternoon, the spring sunshine is mild and gorgeous, I stood under the cherry tree, embracing a beautifully packaged book, enjoying the warmth of the spring breeze. The breeze blew through my hair, which danced in the wind with the leaves age, and a few petals floated down from time to time.
It's like that in a fairy tale, isn't it?
But even the most beautiful scenery can not hide my sadness, it is from the heart of loneliness.
I don't know when a group of girls of my age appeared around me, and they were talking and laughing.
To be honest, I really envy them.
To be honest, I really envy them. However, my inner cowardice makes me only look at them from afar.
They stopped not far from me and played a game. I thought, I'm just a clown, no one will pay attention to me. But I was wrong, a girl ran up to me and asked me if I wanted to join their game. A light flashed in my eyes, but I shook my head. I was inferior.
I thought she wouldn't care about me, but I didn't expect the group of girls to come around. "You participate in it, it's fun" "That's right, don't stay alone ah." Finally, I put down my book and immersed myself in the fun. Afterwards, they said to me, "If only we could play together, I like you so much, you have to be a little more lively. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to do that, but I'm sure you'll be able to do it.
Oh, I woke up laughing. Wake up and see a touch of gold, only to feel that day the sun is particularly bright, as in a dream. I felt the sunshine straight into the heart, ice and snow melt.
To the school, I do not sit alone, but try to get along with everyone. Because, I remembered that "I like you so much, you need to be a little more lively.
I thought that everyone would not pay too much attention to me, I did not expect, with them to get along so well. "Xiaoyu, good oh."
From the beginning, I think I was wrong, "Dreams are colorful, as long as you believe in it".
Dreams are colorful 10Dreams are as colorful as a beautiful picture. Dreams are like a colorful bottle. Dreams make our life full of excitement.
Dreams are blue, that is the color of the sky. Youth we are always positive, the dream has unlimited reverie and expectation.
"I want to be a scientist to create more wealth for the community, I'm working as a writer, write more articles to let 'recite for all time'" Everyone's heart has a dream. Dreams are as tantalizing as the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden and as beautiful as heaven. The teacher said, "One cannot live without a dream." Chasing dreams, we fly to the blue sky on the wings of our dreams.
The dream is green, that is the color of life. Chasing the dream we are like the spring sprouting grass, although tender, weak, but with infinite vitality and passion.
The dream is purple, have a dream of us in the process of maturity there are many setbacks. Just like the wisteria, endless life, never give up. Chasing the dream we no longer hide in the arms of parents pampered no longer let tears become our patent. Because of the setbacks we are gradually moving towards maturity.
Dreams and gray, that is the color of dark clouds. Although youth is brilliant, but sometimes there are dark clouds.
People say: "Ten years of hard work." Indeed, the pursuit of dreams is the process of struggle, struggle is to bleed and sweat, struggle is the constant alternation of success and failure. In the school, the teacher every day read the score of the examination, we "immersed" in the sea of questions, immersed in the pile of books. Responsibility, homework pressure us breathless. At night, we fight by lamplight, reciting words in our dreams. Getting up in the morning. The two dark circles under the eyes are the witnesses of last night's "results". The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
Dreams are synonymous with beauty. With dreams there are colorful colors. Youthful each of us holds a paintbrush. Depicting the colors of their own dreams.
The color of the dream 11What is the dream? Unattainable fantasies, the imagination of the sky? Or is it the hope of struggling with the harsh reality of the mind? Whatever the case, dreams are not forgotten. Gazing from the heart, colorful chapter, is not erased fantasy; eternal imagination, beautiful hope, with different colors flaunt! --Title
The dream is a painting, is a magnificent masterpiece of 10,000 colors intertwined together. Dream, is a sunshine, can reflect the light of ten thousand different colors. A dream is a river with five-colored pebbles at the bottom; a dream is a mountain with a hundred-colored scenery.
Dreams are a thousand different colors; dreams are a riot of colors.
The dream is white, the most innocent and pure dream we had as children; the dream is green, the expectation of our growth as teenagers; the dream is blue, the ambition of our youth when we look at the world; the dream is still orange, the expectation of our happiness in life when we are in middle age.
The dream is our heart's desire, but also the source of growth. Dreams, moisturizing our minds, giving us spiritual sustenance at all stages of our growth, so that we are from a seed, groundbreaking, sprouting, until it grows into a big tree.
In each stage of our life, there is a distinctive dream with different colors. From our babbling to adulthood, the dream, constantly being added to other colors, become more solid. In this process, we gradually mature, but also have more sense, the dream has also been sublimated.
Youthful vitality, we have a different dream, but also has a different color. Our dream is the fusion of youth and passion, is the reality of the collision of ideal sparks, bursting with vibrant colors. Our dream, because of youth and sunshine! Our youth, because of the dream and energized!
Life has a dream color embellishment, will be vivid and wonderful; life has a dream color embellishment, will go forward. Dreams, like shadows accompanying us, witnessed our growth, but also witnessed our efforts. It's like the stars, although inaccessible, but can guide the direction of our voyage.
The dream is boundless, the heart has no boundaries, and the ambition is to go up to the sky. The heart is high, but the dream is far away, and we still have to work hard to get ahead.
Let's use the color of our dreams to paint our future!
The color of dreams12
Dreams are sometimes like fairy tales, as magical. Dreams are sometimes as real as good deeds. Colorful dreams that flaunt the glory of real dreams.
I always feel that the axis of time turn too fast, the clock ticking too strong, from my early childhood to adolescents, from a child toddler chasing after his mother to drink milk, into an independent thinking, independent forward big children. Now I still just understand the outlook on life, exploring and thinking y about every question mark. Mom always said, "Knowledge can change a person's life, knowledge is endless, people live to learn." Now I am still just a part of the universe full of magic, the ocean of knowledge, looking for answers, looking for goals.
I weave a dream for my future, make it colorful and vibrant. Let it be real and believable, let it appear on the road of my future life.
Whenever I think of my mother took me to Beijing as a child to see the flag-raising ceremony in the early morning, I clearly remember looking at the soldiers who were glowing with a neat step, athletic posture. Let me feel immensely envious, across the railing people in a soft voice following the national anthem gently chorus. When the five-star red flag rose, I could not help but play an informal salute.
Since then I have dreamed of one day becoming a soldier, strutting in the squad, proud and determined to defend the country's borders, either to catch the bad guys heroes, to the country and even the world to bring peace and stability of the steel warriors. Soldiers, it always brings me endless imagination, let me to this sacred full of curiosity of the name and yearning forward.
I want to work hard to realize my dream, so that this dream full of color, to fill my life with pride, pride.
The color of dreams13
Dreams, a beautiful color.
Dream, is a beautiful word.
As long as a gentle thought, as if the eyes will see colorful colors in the heart of the spring came, the dream, came. And when we talk about it, everyone's face is overflowing with the same mood, some happy, some proud, some plain, some ambitious, some bored, some have no dream at all. This is all because the dream in each of our hearts have different colors and status.
Some people think that the dream, is red. Because in their minds, the dream, is a round of never-setting sun, it radiates ten thousand light is shining on it, giving him a source of power, prompting him to keep moving forward, forward to the dream, forward to the victory, that round of the red sun radiates light, the pursuit of the dream on the road, the darkness on the road of growth not at all left all the repellent, so that he is bright in front of his eyes, the achievement of a piece of light on the road of life!
This is the first time I've ever seen a man with a dream.
Others think: dream, is pink. Because the dream is cozy, there is warmth, warm pink, warm everyone's heart. Warm dreams, like a lovely nest, it can be in our most helpless, the most lost when there is a shoulder to rely on, can have a warm little home.
And in my heart, the dream of green. It is like the freshness of nature, can make our world a better place, sometimes fantasize about hearing the noisy sound of grass, trees and flowers, it can let us see hope when we chase the dream, see a vibrant green, let us become lively and cheerful on the road of life to chase the dream, the dream is happy.
Dream, is a wonderful thing, it is in your heart and mine, to pursue their dreams, first of all, be diligent, as long as the efforts, strive for, do not let go of every opportunity in front of you, will give the dream painted in beautiful colors. The dream is nothing more than a blank sheet of paper, we should pick up the colorful pen, painted a layer of colorful dreams, so that it becomes the world's most beautiful, greatest and most brilliant things.
The color of the dream 14The weather turned cool, the summer has silently left, the whole climate has gradually stepped into the track of autumn. Away from the summer heat, goodbye to the hot sun's boredom, at the moment, there is only a trace of bone-chilling cold, and this cold is only under the command of the wind, sporadic, erratic, so that people can not believe that summer goes to fall seasonal change.
Gradually into the late fall, the first to sense the "autumn tiger" is undoubtedly the roadside two rows of trees. They have begun to color their leaves yellow, and then low-profile fall down.
I looked up at the trees in front of me, many of the leaves have begun to yellow, like a mother who has gone white overnight, gently chanting her dreams. These trees, under the call of autumn, gradually dye the green leaves yellow, from yellow leaves to dry, until the fall, all this process seems to be inadvertent. I guess every leaf has its innate dream. Or brilliant bloom, or low-key evergreen. Perhaps they start from the moment of sprouting, they began to work for their dreams without stopping.
At this moment, another leaf fell, it curled, yellow side leaves reveal that its life has been exhausted. It is slowly spinning in the wind, as if in a lonely dance. It has fulfilled its dream, from the first sprouting, blooming, to the final curtain call.
I can not help but think, farewell to the group of fallen leaves will do what? Perhaps it is to return to the roots and continue to nourish and nurture the next generation; perhaps it is to go with the wind and start a long and endless journey. Perhaps this is all part of their dream.
Autumn winds, the leaves are still fearlessly singing on the branches, as if each leaf is accompanied by their youth will pass. Looking against the light, the leaves that will fall are still so brilliant, so energetic ......
Perhaps, we should also be like the fallen leaves that spontaneous. In order to dream and not afraid of life's wind and rain erosion, in order to dream and comply with the cycle of fate. Everyone has a dream, even if they are not the same as each other. However, the same thing is that we will make the dream bloom more beautiful color and go to work.
The color of dreams15
Dreams are blue, full of unknown and unlimited hope; dreams are red, full of courage, confidence; dreams are pink, full of beauty and magic.
However, my dream is red.
When I was a child, my biggest dream was to get the first prize in the piano competition. And, I was too timid to perform on a big occasion, so I didn't dare to go to the competition even though I played well.
But who knows, my mom even in the case of I do not know, for me to enroll in the Nanjing City piano competition, I am very angry, and told my mother to die will not go to participate in the competition. I was very angry and told my mom that I would not go to the competition. My mom said, "I closed the door with a bang and covered my head with the quilt, and with tears in my eyes, I fell asleep.
Soon I was in dreamland.
I dreamed that a flower fairy cast a spell on me, and I was no longer timid and afraid; I became more confident and stepped onto the stage, sat down at a piano illuminated by lights, and played a difficult tune. Finally it was over, and the stage was filled with applause and calls, and I cried, and I laughed, and I, succeeded!
Woke up from the dream, found two more tear tracks on the cheeks, tears, soaked the pillow. I opened the door to my room and said to my mom, I'm going to the competition! Mom froze, looked at me and smiled.
On the day of the competition, the lights flashed red, and I walked onto the stage with grace, sat down, and played a piano piece. The applause from the stage was thunderous, good, I cried and smiled, so bright, so happy, because, I succeeded!
Dreams are colorful, colorful, and mine was red, nice, I succeeded!