How naive and naive I was when I was a child. And I never thought about what my ideal was. I, daily growing, became mature day by day and began to think about my ideal. My ideal is to be a doctor with Bethune spirit, to heal the wounded and rescue the dying, to wear a white coat, to lend a helping hand to patients when they need it most, to give them hope and confidence to overcome their diseases, to complete the sacred mission of "angels in white" and to fight against diseases. In my mind, their profession is great and noble. Their selfless and fearless spirit of dedication makes me yearn for it!
It was midsummer and the sun almost scorched the earth. I went crazy playing in the community. When playing hide-and-seek, everyone searched all corners of the compound, but they couldn't find me. When they searched again, they finally found me in the grass stamp, and I was in a coma. My mother came soon after hearing about it, picked me up and ran to the hospital. When I got to the hospital, it was almost time to get off work. The doctor gently picked me up and put me on the bed. After the diagnosis, give me an injection, take medicine and give me a massage. Until I woke up and poured me boiled water with sugar until I felt better. I asked my mother to take the medicine and send us out of the hospital. Seeing that it was getting late, she called a taxi for us and watched us go away. Mom and I are so grateful that we don't know what to say. We just kept saying, "Thank you! Thank you! " Since then, I have often told people about the help of doctors. More determined to be a doctor.
In the process of growth, if I work hard, I will make progress. I am getting closer and closer to my ideal. I see, when my parents are sick, I will help them, when my classmates are injured, I will dress them up, and when others fall, I will know if I can solve the problem quickly. ...
As the saying goes: "Ideal is the navigation of life!" Doctor, what a noble profession. If being a doctor can save the next living life, then I am willing!