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Dreams are a person's most beautiful wealth. The beauty of a person actually lies in the beauty of dreams, because people with beautiful and rich fantasies are more attractive than ordinary people. The following are 8 essays about dreams that I collected, hoping to help you!

Chapter 1: Dream Childhood Childhood is a long and fluttering song. ...

When I was a child, I liked to walk hand in hand in my garden with my friends, blowing away white dandelions, whispering with birds and singing "Twinkling stars, little stars all over the sky …" on the lawn.

Childhood is a string of tinkling, crisp and sweet bells. ...

From the beginning, I knew that "the early bird gets the worm." I set my beloved little alarm clock to 6 o'clock every night, but I overslept in a daze every morning, and let the industrious little alarm clock "Ding Rinrin ..." continue to scream. Instead of getting up, I woke up my sleeping parents next door. Childhood is really an ignorant alarm clock.

Childhood is a hazy and beautiful poem. ...

Children in grade one are crazy about blowing bubbles. Whenever they see colorful, crystal-clear bubbles flashing mottled shadows in the sun, they have a wonderful feeling. So, I also make my own bubbles with soapy water. When I was lying among the flowers, watching my bubbles fly into the sky, as if I were a little princess in a fairy tale, I felt extremely happy. Although my bubble has no color, I believe it is definitely the most beautiful and pure bubble in the world. Childhood is really a wonderful prose poem.

Chapter 2: Dreams are dreams, but dreams are not all dreams. Have you ever seen that dream is a miracle of reality? Dream is just a fleeting movie with itself as the protagonist, just like this virtual network, just another world. There are many worlds around us. A dream can be counted as a person addicted to the internet, which has become his other world, and so on, many, many, many, but think about it slowly. What world does a person live in? In this beautiful dream? Or this virtual network? Hehe, not all this is eternal, even this mysterious world will be reduced to ashes one day.

We are not economists, but you should know that since we were born, we have been constantly "investing" in all kinds of things. You need to choose the life path you think is the best. "The happiest thing is that you do what you are interested in and then find an employer who will let you do what you are interested in." This is what foreign economists say, and its purpose is to show that you should choose your favorite road and live your own life. However, in this journey of life, you can't lack dreams. Dream is not only the goal and pursuit of most people, but also a belief without any party or religious connection. People with faith are the bravest and most fearless people. Dreams are not terrible, but people who have no dreams are terrible. Such a person is like a walking corpse, with only an empty shell, no soul and no spirit! Such people are the most shameless. It has wasted everything in the world, especially time, since it was born! "People with dreams are not poor, and people without dreams are poor!"

Knowing all this, we began to talk about dreams. Dreams are dreams in the final analysis, but this dream is a better world than dreams. Its adjectives are almost all wonderful, magical, wonderful and so on. Dreams are really beautiful things. It is the garden of mankind, the source of poetry and the holy land of inspiration. Dreams are a sea of beautiful things that everyone can think of. It is the wealth of all mankind. As long as you have an imaginative brain, then the world is a sacred paradise.

Dreams are a person's most beautiful wealth. The beauty of a person actually lies in the beauty of dreams, because people with beautiful and rich fantasies are more attractive than ordinary people.

So, please look at your dreams and let those who love life get all the charm and happiness in the world!

Chapter 3: Dream Childhood One day, I went to my sister-in-law's house to play and saw my little brother running around the house with a windmill. He saw me coming and pestered me to play with him. I am in the fifth grade, playing this game is naive, but seeing his cheerful appearance, I seem to see my shadow at his age. "It's so childish," I said to my mother, but my mother said it was my favorite thing to play when I was a child. silkworm

Tired of playing, my brother dragged my clothes and read comic books with him. I saw some small black spots on a piece of white paper on the table. Isn't this silkworm egg? When I was 8 years old, I went to a classmate's house to play. He raised some silkworms and gave them to me. Silkworms have a short life span of only over forty days, and I haven't seen them since. A few years later, I relived my old dreams here. I told my brother a legend about silkworms. In ancient times, a girl had a white horse. One day, her father was hijacked by a robber on the road and asked him to join. The girl was very sad and said that if someone could save her father, she would marry him. Hearing this, the white horse flew away. After half a month, Baima came back with her father, but the girl was dying. The white horse barks all day, not eating or drinking. Her father couldn't bear to shoot the horse with an arrow and hang the skin in the yard. One day, the horse skin suddenly floated down and swept the girl away. Later, when she was found in a tree, the horse skin was still tightly wrapped, and the girl's head turned into a horse's head, lying on the tree and spinning around herself. The family raised her next and named her silkworm with a tangled homonym. Silkworm rearing and silk weaving began at that time. It's a sense of accomplishment to watch him concentrate on the lecture. Small lantern

After reading the book, my brother got under the bed and took out two small lanterns. He gave me a Mickey's and left a black cat, sheriff. When the curtains were closed, the room was much darker. He stood there in a daze. I asked him why he didn't play. He said no, hey, it's really a pediatrician. I taught him to push up the little bump at the bottom and the light kept flashing. I bought one during the Lantern Festival. There are several colors changing! What a colorful childhood!

Chapter Four: Blue Dream Erhai Lake-a bright pearl on the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau, inlaid on the earth like a precious mirror, forms a beautiful picture with Cangshan Mountain.

Erhai Lake, located in the east of Dali ancient city, is named after its long and narrow shape like human ears and stormy waves like the sea. The length is 4 1 km, the width is 5-9 km, the area is 25 1 km2, the average water depth is 1 1 m, the deepest point is 20.5 m, and the altitude is 1966 m .. The blue waves ripple on the surface of Erhai Lake and interweave with the blue sky.

Erhai Lake has beautiful scenery and pleasant scenery. In spring, the lake is full of light smoke; In midsummer, the mountains are lush, and the reflection of willows on both sides is pure and quiet. However, the most beautiful is the moonlight in Erhai Lake. The moonlight in Erhai Lake is sparkling and mysterious. Whenever the bright moon is in the sky, the silver peak of Cangshan shines and the silver moonlight sets each other off. Calm, bright moonlight, golden moon reflected in Erhai Lake, making the earth covered with a layer of silver. The white and flawless "Cangshan Snow" is reflected in the Erhai Lake, which is in harmony with the beautiful "Erhai Moon" and constitutes the beautiful spectacle of "Silver Cangyu Er". At this time, when you walk by Erhai Lake, you will feel a kind of exquisite beauty and soft beauty.

The wind in Erhai Lake is very strong. Whenever a storm surge strikes, the wild waves roar, which is amazing. At this time, Erhai Lake will also appear: the spectacle of "sea cover clouds", that is, the cumulus clouds falling on Cangshan Mountain almost completely cover Erhai Lake, and there is only a ray of light around it, which often indicates the arrival of storms. When the sea is calm, seagulls and herons fly, the sails on the sea are raised a little, and the green willows on the beach are fluttering in the wind, and the scenery is beautiful and attractive.

Without Erhai Lake, Dali will lose half its beauty.

Ah, Erhai Lake, a magical lake!

Chapter five: childhood dreams and a beautiful childhood are the most unforgettable.

The pace of childhood is too fast. Time flies before the dream is finished. In this cheer, it is another beautiful memory. In every child's heart, childhood is always so happy. Childhood is like a garden, which breeds countless delicate and charming flowers. In this charming garden, the grass is with us, the sun shines on us, and the earth moistens us! In this sea of flowers, I feel the happiness given by my motherland!

I am very proud that my childhood was so carefree and happy. Childhood is so short, but let us stay in our dreams for a long time, and let us reverberate in our minds forever. There are too many interesting things in my childhood, but I can't record them all with a pen. Naive and lively, I was born in such a warm and comfortable family, which was the starting point of my childhood happiness. In such a happy family, I am like a grass, bathed in bright sunshine, sucking the dew of spring and thriving!

Childhood is so short, short childhood is full of my happiness and joy. I hope I can immerse myself in my childhood dreams all my life!

I had a dream last night. I dreamed that a standing pig pushed me into a strange swimming pool called "Caichi Lane". At first glance, the name is strange, but it is even more strange inside: the steps of the elevator are made of radish and cabbage; The door of every room is made up of rows of leeks ... The strangest thing is that the water in this swimming pool is actually sesame oil!

Oh, I forgot to get down to business with you. Why did that pig push me here? It turned out that he asked me to be their pig's swimming representative. At that time, I asked strangely, "Hey, what do you want me to do as a swimming representative?" The pig explained, "Our animal mayor is going to hold a swimming competition, not only to swim faster than anyone else, but also to pose in the water, make patterns and pose for a while, so that whoever reaches the opposite finish line first will be the champion." We pigs can't swim, but you can dance and swim, so our boss asked me to come to you on behalf of our pigs. "He said, kneeling down and begging me. I agreed when I saw him like this.

The day before the competition, a mother pig quietly gave me a milk candy and told me that when I swim with this candy, I don't have to breathe in the water. Wow, it's like a dragon ball in Sicily! When I was in a daze, mother pig stuffed sugar into my pocket and turned away.

The next day, with this candy, I won the championship easily. I woke up just as I begged my mother pig to thank me everywhere.

I really want to know what my dream is tomorrow!

Chapter 7: Dream campus is a crystal palace, and we are the masters of the palace; The campus is a crispy chocolate house, and we are the builders of the hut; Campus is our second home, and we are all masters of the home. My campus is full of fantastic colors and my campus life is so romantic.

Blue dream: swimming in the ocean of knowledge

"Ding ———" During class, the originally noisy campus suddenly became quiet. Only the sound of high heels was heard, and the teacher appeared at the door, ready for class. Once, in our math class, the teacher asked us questions, but no one answered, because we all know that if we make a mistake, our classmates will laugh. What an embarrassing thing! Instead of being angry, the teacher said to us calmly, "You all know, why don't you say anything?" If you are afraid of classmates' jokes, shouldn't you say so? Isn't this a challenging question? "After listening to these words, the students raised their hands to answer questions, and the classroom in the future would be like a war. Not only math classes, but also other classes are full of our thirst for knowledge. In music class, the teacher will play the wonderful piano, and our thoughts will wander on the staff. In Chinese class, the sound of reading reverberated in my ears for a long time. Ah, our classroom is a blue ocean, and that blue knowledge is our dream.

Green Dream: Happy Playground Activities

Rows of willows danced in the playground with the wind, colorful flowers were blooming in the flower pond, and the grass trembled slightly with the wind, showing a vitality. The beautiful playground is a warm dream in my heart. The class began, and everyone rushed to the playground. Because this class is physical education class, we will have outdoor activities. The teacher let us move freely. Some of us play sports equipment, some dig bugs, and some play tug-of-war. When class is over, the playground is more active. We are dressed in gorgeous costumes, just like flocks of colorful butterflies dancing, laughing, singing and arguing, one after another, wave after wave.

Pink Dream: I play games with my friends.

The friendship of friends is pink, as charming as a rose. I feel happier when I play with my friends. Just like the song goes, find a good friend, find a good friend, salute and shake hands. We are all good friends. Once, my good friend and I played games on the playground. We thought about several projects, and finally we wanted to steal melons. We found another classmate. My good friend is a thief, the other is a farmer, and I am a melon. We had a good time, the sunset reflected our smiling faces, and when dusk came, we didn't want to go home.

Campus is a sea of knowledge, a happy world, and can make more friends. Campus, a magical place.

Chapter 8: When I love to dream and worry, I am a fallen leaf. Under the urging of the wind, I fall asleep gently. ...

When I am happy, I am a white cloud, supported by the blue sky, quietly drifting into sleep. ...

I am a "Dream Girl", and I like to guess and dream boldly. Even if the dream is unrealistic, I still pursue the unfinished dream persistently. The real world is cruel, and dreams are always so beautiful. In my dream, I can be a happy angel, without worry and sadness, flying freely with beautiful wings; I can also be a happy fish, swinging its fan-shaped tail and swimming comfortably ... but I am afraid of waking up from my dream, because I will lose a lot when I wake up, and then I will secretly cry.

I have a "literary dream" since I was a child, because I want to be an excellent female writer when I grow up. So "literary dream" has become the theme of my dream. Once, I was in a daze on the "swing" under the tree and soon fell asleep again. I dreamed that when I grew up, I became a great female writer, wrote many beautiful essays and poems ... and then published them all over the world. How exciting and proud it should be for readers to smile and give endless admiration after reading my works! In my dream, I am holding a grand meeting to share my achievements at the moment. When the "swing" flashed, I woke up from my dream. Rubbing my eyes and gently opening them, I froze and suddenly felt ashamed, because I was not facing a reader, but an old tree, and my dream had disappeared without a trace ... I was very sad. From time to time, a few tears like soybeans fell on my cheeks, so I comforted myself and told myself that as long as I pursue with my goal, my dream is waiting for you not far away. ...

Dreaming is a beautiful enjoyment, a beautiful taste, and I love the feeling of dreaming. Even for that brief moment, I still miss and yearn for it, because I know that as long as I practice bravely in my life, my future will not be a dream!