Everyone has a dream from childhood to adulthood, and that dream is the most perfect in our mind, and everyone will fight and struggle for that dream, for what, just to fulfill that dream! I am no exception, in my pursuit of the dream of the road, there are sadness, joy, anger, but also happy ......
From childhood to adulthood, my dream has not changed, that is - to become a favorite singer, although I have not ostensibly done what efforts for this dream, but I secretly I'm still immersed in music. Open the computer, the first thing I open is the music software - cool my music, which downloaded my favorite listening to more than two hundred songs, every day if I do not listen to a dozens of songs on the body itching (in addition to parents do not allow to touch the computer in addition to), hear my very favorite songs, I will follow the humming, and even sang out loud, whispered to tell you, there are times when I was singing, mom often take I'm not sure if I'm a big fan, but I'm not a big fan of the way the world works, and I'm not a big fan of the way the world works.
Once, a good friend of mine came to my house to play, and she, like me, is a music lover. I put the cool I music on the karaoke mode, I took an electric mosquito beat, acting as a guitar, of course, the power off; he took a small vase, acting as a microphone. We sang up "rain all the way, is a jewel should be flashing ......", a "ghost wailed", we tired on the ground, I took a bottle of mineral water (small bottle), instantly finished. I took a bottle of mineral water (small bottle), instantly finished, my friends in the side to see silly.
Everyone has a dream, and I'm working hard on mine, aren't you?
The Road to Dreams 2The road to dreams is long, difficult, and grueling. If you are not careful, you will fall down, but as long as you have the determination to never give up, you can stand up again. Everyone has a dream, and I am no exception. But what is my dream? Maybe in the past I never thought about it, my dream, and did not chase my dream, but now it is different, I also have a beautiful dream, is to become a painter.
Although this dream is still far away from me now, I believe that I will realize my dream as long as I am persistent.
My parents used to ask me: What is your dream? I didn't know how to answer at the time, but now if my parents ask me, I will answer without hesitation: I want to be a painter. Dreams are like a star in the dark sky, always alerting me, taking me forward.
When I was young, my parents were too busy to take care of me, so I spent most of my time with my grandparents. My grandpa was very good at painting, so he taught me to paint since I was a child, and he didn't like me to stereotypically imitate other people's paintings, but rather encouraged me to give free rein to my own ideas, and to paint whatever I wanted to paint. I like to paint landscapes, so I really like the famous landscape painter Pan Su, her landscape paintings are very elegant and simple.
Chasing dreams never stops, because there is a dream, so life is more of a goal to chase, because there is a dream, so life is more of a color, because there is a dream, I will not be all day muddle through.
Life is like a journey, and if you want to make your life more colorful, you must have a dream. As long as I don't realize my dreams, I won't stop my dream-chasing steps for a day.
All the way to your mark, is the strongest reliance on each other, without reservation mutual support to the last second, proud of the youth *** with the build "When this song is familiar with the haunting in my ears, surfaced in my mind is that those who are no longer ordinary people
As a child, I every time I read some of the beautiful articles, I was obsessed with: What is the best way to get the most out of your life, and what is the best way to get the most out of your life? I'd like to think that when I write an article, it will be printed in the newspaper, so that people can read it beautifully after dinner and savor it! One day I accidentally told my dream, my classmates were stunned, then cheered: wow, you're great, we support you." Hey, man, you're great!" So after school I held the classmates affectionate dedication of the small picture book, large part, read ah, see ah, occasionally in the composition book write ah, draw ah, students read my tender words, actually tsk praise more than, then I ah, so happy, so happy.
Time flies, when the sad song of the black dragon, I said goodbye to the elementary school full of memories, stepped into the middle school. If I was still a hawk in my childhood, then from now on, I must learn to fly.
I still remember the first time I talked to my teacher about my dream, the teacher's eyes glittered with joy, I know that is my praise. After a while the teacher whispered to me, "Then why don't you learn well, but in the classroom to do small things?" I I just want to write my dreams on paper and fold it into an airplane so that it can carry my dreams and fly far away, so just," I mumbled as I rubbed my hands and twisted the corners of my shirt. You have dreams, and I appreciate that. But you shouldn't be doing that in class!" Stalin, a great man of his generation, once said that the good life cannot be obtained without a price. Son, use your hard work and wisdom to wash the dirt off your airplane, so that it can be lightly loaded and fly higher and farther, okay?" Some gentle words from my teacher were like sunshine, pouring into my heart and warming it. Uh-huh!" I nodded solemnly. The moment I stepped out of the office, I heard my teacher laugh out loud: writer she will succeed!" The teacher's appreciation gave me strength again, I made a promise to the teacher in my heart: teacher, I will cheer "
How is it, how is it? The teacher didn't scold you, did she?" My best friends gathered me in a circle and asked nervously. No which, she encouraged me to study hard, said so that the wish can be realized." Haha, I knew it, you're so great, your dreams will come true!" My best friend hugged me tightly despite my image and laughed happily. Well, let's cheer together!" Friends intimate words are like a drop of manna, injected into my heart.
Chasing the dream road, there are you, I am not alone! Teachers, thank you! If you don't have you, I'm just a boy who loves to dream. Good friends, thank you! It is you who make me dream to the extreme! I firmly believe that all the way with your company, my dream tree will eventually flourish, then, I will see a more beautiful scenery!
The cloud, the world's most comfortable chivalrous, do not love the world's prosperity and bright, only want to become a touch of color in their hearts. I would like to be a cloud, soaring in the blue sky of the dream, giving the most sincere interpretation of life.
The kiss of dusk on the keys, I can not help but fall into a struggle - really worth it? In order to pay so much sweat for the unrealistic fantasies in the heart. There are many people shouting in my ear about the benefits of realizing your dreams, but to my own self, who is willing to be ordinary, what is the use of this?
Leave the dream, be an ordinary person, you can not, this thought overflowed inside, the loss of this competition makes me wonder whether I have enough courage to face the disappointment of the piano. Back home, my mother played the song "Bells", I closed my eyes, longing for the sound to stop, but, it pierced my self-abandonment, the stirring tune echoed in my heart, and I can't help but remember my own fighting spirit at the beginning, and that kind of perseverance, though with a lot of childishness, but it also made me no longer that low, but with some reluctance - have paid The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of it.
Opened his eyes, the piano in front of him exudes a soft halo, as when I saw it five years ago. I would smile, stand up, the notes in my ears seem to be urging, stroking the black and white keys, accompanied by its memories floating to mind, there are efforts to reap the fruits of happiness, there are teachers reprimanded after the tears, there is the completion of the music after the heart of the pride of the ...... All this is not allowed to give up my dream just because of a small failure!
Now I have not been knocked by society, not experienced the world, the only thing, only a piece of the heart of the truth, I would like to use it, to guard the most beautiful scenery, I would like to use it, to realize the most sincere dream.
You have your dream, I have my dream, he has his dream, no matter who has their own dreams. Dreams are like wings that take us far away. Chasing the dream road is not so smooth sailing, no matter who will inevitably have some stumbling, but chasing the dream road is the need for us to continue to insist.
Protecting the environment has become the dream of all mankind, because now the environment has been seriously polluted. The original clear river due to the pollution of chemical plants into a "wastewater river", "cow milk river", "black water river" ... ... ...Like a village on the banks of the Fuchun River, the roads are narrow, debris and garbage are scattered everywhere, mosquitoes and flies are breeding, and the whole village is dirty, chaotic and poor, which the villagers call "black water village". There is also like Hangzhou Tianziling waste disposal capacity is very low, some of the more backward areas of waste gas, waste water, waste, without treatment on the discharge, not only pollute the environment, but also indirectly jeopardize the safety of food.
In the past few years, the gradual construction of a "well-off society" has also paid special attention to protecting the environment. The government closed down 19,000 seriously polluting crystal factories and eliminated 92,000 pieces of equipment. The "Wastewater River" can be swum again, and the "Vein Town" in Tianziling, the first town with a green theme, has been officially opened. And the "black water village" through the change also become "happy village".
One of my dreams is to protect the environment. The earth is our *** with the same home, I hope our home blue sky and white clouds is the roof, green water and mountains is the floor, birds and flowers is the window, so that nature will always be vibrant. I think this is also the dream of many people, the protection of the environment does not stop, the pursuit of dreams on the road does not stop.
When I was three years old, you held my chubby little hand in your big strong hand. I opened that pair of confused little eyes staring blankly ahead, the front twists and turns steep, I said: "dare not go forward" you squatted down and said: "children do not be afraid, the road ahead despite the bumps, but Dad will always be behind you, do that for you to carry the light of the people." I nodded my head as if I didn't understand. You take my hand and step by step through the obstacles. The scenery should not stop at this moment but should remain in history for a long time, the dream of painting like the rain breaks through the ground.
The dream is transformed, and the light is still ahead.
When I was 15 years old, I gradually realized how steep the road ahead was and how difficult it was. I began to be timid, and again and again walked at the intersection of life choices hesitation wandering. Whenever the lightning, thunder, heavy rain, you quietly for me to palm a lamp illuminated the darkness of the helpless me.
Time to depart from the shore. Dragging the obsolete boarding boat, a three years after all. Learning has entered the white heat, less and less energy, painting dream by learning squeezed into the corner, by the money drained of blood. But you tell me, believe in your own choice, don't be afraid, dad give you to bear, dad will always be behind you for you to mention a bright light.
Do not be afraid of the difficulties ahead. We have to fight, because we are young: we have to be brave, because we have no reason to retreat. We have to persevere, because that is the dream of perseverance.
Chasing the dream road, thanks to you behind us, thanks to you for me has been for me to hold the light, there you are, I will usher in the dawn of victory.
Dreams, for knowledge to insert the wings of flight. As long as there is a dream, there will be hope.
Although the road to chase the dream, sometimes smooth sailing, sometimes full of hardships. But as the saying goes: pay it forward. As long as you are guided by your dreams and put in the effort, you will definitely reap the rewards. Many of the people in the world who have had unparalleled and dazzling achievements are great dreamers. Like Britain's first blind Cabinet Minister Blunkett, although he was blind and there was no precedent of a blind Cabinet Minister in Britain before, he dared to think and do, and after setting up the dream of being a Cabinet Minister, he constantly and bravely worked hard towards his dream, and after overcoming more trials and tribulations, ridicule and humiliation than a normal person, his dream came true in the end, and he became a miracle to be admired by people! Visible, with a dream, there is the power of success, can remove obstacles, overcome difficulties, and move forward to the goal until the realization. Dreams promote people to advance, dreams make people successful, this is the importance of dreams!
I just went to junior high school, the first math test did not even pass a hundred points. But I want to get a high score in math, so I'm actively looking for ways to improve my math scores, finish my homework on time, organize my notes on the wrong questions, and learn from my mistakes. After hard work, my math scores steadily improved, and I won the first prize in the grade math competition as I had hoped, and got the highest score in the class and the only perfect score in the final exam of my first year. Although this dream of mine is insignificant, but the realization of a small dream inspires me to move forward on the road of growth!
In fact, every dream has the possibility of realization, is not it? I've been working hard, struggling, and have no regrets about my life! The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do that! The road to the dream, we stride forward, I believe that the flower of the dream will bloom beautifully! The road to the dream. I'm not going to be able to do that.
I remember when I went to kindergarten, every morning I would sit on the edge of the bed and cry, clamoring and not wanting to go to school. You have to send me to the kindergarten, coaxing and holding me to the door of the kindergarten. The teacher came out and took my little hand and told me to say goodbye to you, and I cried out to go with my mom. The teacher signaled you to leave as soon as possible, but I could clearly see the reluctance and helplessness in your eyes, but finally ran away with red eyes. When school is over, you are always the first person I see, I ran to you in my head, planted into your arms, you picked me up, I wrapped my arms around your neck, buried my head y into it, unwilling to part.
In elementary school, the course gradually increased, I will always be under the lamp homework until very late. And you, although the work of the day, but also always have to drive away the body's fatigue, strong spirit, to see me write a stroke by stroke. When I woke up in the morning, you had already prepared the meal and placed it in front of me. Your company let me throughout the elementary school stage is the teacher students in the eyes of the three good students, only I know that all this is from your love for me to accompany.
Ninth grade, which is the most important stage in the three years of study in middle school. If you can't draw a perfect arc here, the other side of the future even if it is a big road to the sky, I can only smile and sigh lightly. In the face of junior high school problems and pressure, you reported to me is often a heartfelt smile and with concern for the comfort of encouragement. "To combine work and rest ah, more to teachers and classmates to ask for advice. To learn to regulate, bold and careful, in order to make progress." You also often tell me that "learning is not the only way out, but learning can make you one more way out." Your advice and companionship, so that I am more and more confident about the future.
Time is like running water, never to return, memories are like ripples in the water, so that every time I think of my heart is warm. I thank you for your company on the road to my dream.
When I was very young, I often watched dance programs on TV and wished I could be a dancer when I grew up.
Now I learn dance has been six years in, in this six years I experienced countless difficulties: just learn to lower back, fell a heel, then I know what is called the eyes of the stars, after countless repeated practice, finally can successfully complete this action. I remember one time, we carry out shoulder pressure exercises, first of all, the whole body lying on the ground, hands clasped each other, the teacher pressed our back with his knees, and then our hands to the back of the head of the position of the hard pull, I feel as if the bones cracked off as, issued a "giggle, giggle, giggle" sound. Then the teacher pulled our hands into the air, and I felt like I couldn't breathe. After a while, the teacher lowered my hands, and I was relieved. After a while, the teacher put his hand down, and I was relieved. Later, after many times of practice, I could easily put my hands on the back of my head without the teacher's help. In the learning of crotch pressure in, the teacher asked to lie on the ground, legs open in the shape of a frog, my knees did not touch the ground, the teacher pressed my knees down hard, and then I almost screamed out in pain. When I got up, I felt like my legs were out of control. There were several times I backed off.
I was thrilled when I went on stage and was applauded by the audience when I finished each move.
Later, our group dance won a silver medal in the Ningbo City Competition, and we also won the applause in the performance of Ningbo "small lotus style"......
Chasing the dream on the road 10Dreams, an imaginary and ethereal thing, but also so real in the mind. I'm not sure if I've ever had a dream, but I'm sure I've never had one. He is like a sun above my head, illuminating the road I run.
Ten years of hard work, until I went to the second year of junior high school to understand this sentence. Spring, summer, fall and winter, get up early every day, the morning sunrise greeted me, and at night, I was wearing stars, but I was not discouraged. In the pursuit of the dream of the road, although the road is bumpy, there are spiritual and material pressure, there is the temptation of the game, but, I was unwavering, still in the pursuit of the dream of the road, persistent running.
Some people laughed at my stupidity, but I laughed at their foolishness, perhaps this is the realm of the crowd alone drunk I wake up alone. Sometimes I have thought of giving up, throw down that heavy burden, stop, relax and relax themselves, but I know I can not rest, in the marathon journey of learning, my junior high school career has passed most of the way. I remember my seventh grade teacher said something like, "The bitterness you eat today is the sweetness of the future. In the future, you will be grateful to the one who is working hard now. Now it seems, it is really good advice!
The night gradually came, the sky put on a layer of black curtain, I just returned from school, into the home will hastily eat dinner, into the bedroom to study. Time like water, from the fingers quietly flow through. Ten o'clock in the evening, but I am still in the light of night reading, and a topic around, sleepy bugs sneak into my body, so that my head does not listen to the call, such as a rusty machine, trying to turn. Eyelids fighting with each other, I forcefully twisted my thighs, suddenly awake a lot, continue to ambulate, writing hard.
On the road of pursuing my dreams, I am fearless in my pursuit of thorns and thistles. Despite the numerous difficulties and setbacks, I always believe in their own beliefs, until the wind and rain, trekking to the end of that dream.
I, once a student of Hope Primary School, once chased the dream in that inconspicuous mountain village elementary school, once had the pain and happiness, have become the brightest star in the galaxy of my memory. Turn over the dusty memories, wipe away the dust accumulated on this small diary, turn over the page has been yellowed, stroking his crooked handwriting, remembered once chased the dream of the road of the growth of the teenager ......
At that time, I was still a clueless little doll, with curiosity and energy stepped into the campus, stepped into the pursuit of the dream of the road. I'm not going to be able to do that. I still remember, I used my own efforts in exchange for the third prize in the speech contest, the excitement and excitement and out of the 'tears; I still remember, I practiced hard before the June 1 martial arts program, because too hard and the foot sprained but still not discouraged, in the June 1 to win a burst of applause, happy and joyful and the heartfelt smile; I still remember, I for the success and failure of the time and time again, the tears and smiles. I was young and stupid, and had to work twice as hard as others to get half as much as they did. As a result, on the surface I looked very innocent and childlike, I matured very early, knew how to hook up and cover up earlier than other kids. On the surface I can play, behind my back, I don't have much time to play, I work harder than others, just so I can be on par with them.
On the road to chasing my dream, I paid a lot and got a lot: the teacher's trust, the trust of my classmates and profound knowledge. On the road to pursuing my dream, I have grown a lot. The will began to become tough, the heart began to become strong. Lift your head, the blue sky is still floating clouds, the road to the dream is still continuing, young man, forward!
Chasing the dream road 12By chance one day I came to Yang Kai Ran's home, Kai Ran's home is very neat and tidy, and there is a huge backyard, where is where you can play badminton place, is also a good place to play soccer. So little me had the dream of being an architect.
I want to build a house like this, adults and children are on vacation or double holidays, but do not know where to go to play, you can go to the backyard to play badminton, pass the time, and, while passing the time, you can exercise, but also allows us to communicate with their parents more than one opportunity it!
I am clear when the architect to draw drafts, so I asked my mother to enroll in the art interest class, in the interest class the teacher asked me to draw the house, the first time I drew a good hand over to the teacher, the teacher said to color. The first time I drew it, I gave it to the teacher, who said I should color it. The second time, the teacher said I should adjust the color and draw it again.
Repeated failures gradually I completely lost confidence in themselves, I said to my mother: "Mom, I do not want to go to learn to draw."
My mom said, "No, you have to keep going. You can't even stick to it and call yourself a boy!"
Listening to my mom said this, my eyes suddenly have tears in the eyes, I said: "I do not want, just do not, I do not want to where to learn to paint, never want."
Mom heard my words, and told me about the experience of the British Newton, I was y inspired, the great scientist Newton repeated failures and setbacks did not give up, and I only encountered so little frustration, how can I easily give up this dream?
So, for this dream, I have been learning to draw very seriously, and will never give up my dream for a little frustration.
Although I'm still on the road to chasing my dream, I believe that as long as I persist, I will one day live up to it.
Everyone has a different Chinese dream. Some want to go back to their hometown to develop their hometown economy, some want to be astronauts to fly into space, and some want to be soldiers to defend our motherland. And my Chinese dream is to be a police officer. This dream was born not long ago. When I saw on TV there are thieves picking locks and stealing money, and thieves stealing cell phones on the bus, I was very indignant in my heart. Since then I have had a dream of wanting to be a policeman.
I want to be a police officer, but sometimes I am afraid that people say I am not qualified. At that time I was very entangled, the results have bad, always hovering in the middle, there is always a voice in my heart said: the results are so bad still want to be a police officer, dream on. This sentence has been hidden in my heart, making me very angry, but gave me the motivation to move forward. From then on I made up my mind to study hard. In the days to come, I no longer like the former desertion ah, and classmates talk, I became very quiet in class, sitting in the seat to listen carefully to the teacher, silently take notes, wait until after class can also have review material. After class, I don't like to run outside to play, but sit in my seat to do extracurricular homework, if there is time, by the way, review the notes of the class, the classroom is so past. Every night from the classroom out, can not wait to lie on the bed huffing and puffing, that feeling would be too good.
After a few months of hard work, my efforts have not been in vain, my grades have risen a bit, much better than before, so I've been happy for a while, and finally let me breathe a sigh of relief.
I want to be a police officer to serve the people. I am still a way from this dream, I still have to work hard.
On my way to follow my dream, I am working hard for my dream!
The dream is an essential driving force in our life, the dream prompts us to move forward, the dream is not a bright rose - beautiful and dangerous, beautiful in that colorful look, dangerous in that a thorn, in the pursuit of the dream of the road will meet the trials and tribulations, the success of the icing on the cake.
No matter how much of the vast universe, there is a planet as light as ink, and then bumpy, dark road, there is a lamp, guiding our way forward. At that time I saw a famous quote "Do not harbor small dreams, they can not move the heart." When I saw it, I realized, "What is a dream? Do I have a dream? Uh-huh! I went in search of my dream. The next day, there was an art class, I prepared the painting tools, "Ding bell ...... class bell rang. The teacher walked into the classroom, radiant, without saying a word, pick up a snow-white chalk in the hand, brush a few drawings of lifelike paintings, I envied, since then I was attracted to this so-called painting, it is even more fascinated by it, I'm happy to be bad: "Dreams I finally caught you." In the night of the clear starry night, I have a whim, the hands of a lift pen, paint a few strokes, but it is not what I hoped for, I found my masterpiece is not good at all, I lost my voice and cried bitterly, in a fit of anger, the paintings tore up, calm down after I floated in my heart the quote, which gave me the perseverance to stick to it.
In life, there is no darkness because of dreams, and life is colorful because of dreams. In the pursuit of dreams on the road, difficulties are sometimes like stumbling blocks, but we can overcome it and climb to the pinnacle of success.
On the road to pursuing dreams15I believe that we must have learned dance, such as: street dance, Latin dance, ballet, folk dance ...... and I learned is the big name of the Latin dance.
Latin dance is also divided into many kinds of dance, such as: samba, cha-cha, rumba, cowboy ...... When I hold in front of my eyes the silver medal certificate that was not easy to get, the past one scene after another surfaced in front of my eyes.
Learning Latin dance has bitter, spicy, sour, and of course sweet.
Bitter! In the hot classroom, we repeatedly do the same action, chest out, head up, chin up ...... we let the teacher's grid rule on the body to knock, sweat gradually wet through the blouse, but also continue to practice, practice ......
Spicy! In the cold and windy winter, once beaten, the frozen skin is like a piece of flesh was gouged out, the pain is hot. Once the winter is over, there is a dark red "brand" everywhere on the shoulders and arms.
Sour! When the senior group is always named by the teacher to receive awards, my heart do not know where to drift a "sour flavor", sour my eyes red, gritted teeth.
Sweet! When I slowly into the senior group dance class, my dance technique is more and more skillful, and the dance has become more and more beautiful. The teacher would sometimes let me go on stage to lead the dance, and sometimes I would jump around like a deer, as if to say, "You come after me! At other times, I would raise my head proudly like a little peacock, as if to say, "I am the best dancer! When the music stops, all the people are applauding for me, my heart seems to eat honey as sweet, I will think how much suffering before is worth it!
On the road of pursuing dreams, where I am, where my stage is, how big the heart is, how big the stage must be!