Teenage Dream Composition

In ordinary study, work, and life, everyone has written compositions. Composition writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. So do you know how to write a good essay? The following are the teenage dream compositions I have collected for everyone. They are for reference only. I hope they can help you. Teenage Dream Composition 1

Xiamen is located on the southeast coast of China. In ancient times, it was the habitat of egrets, so it was also called Egret Island. Xiamen is a beautiful Heron Island with a long history and culture. It is one of the five special economic zones in China.

Xiamen is a beautiful and warm city with winds and sea waves, thousands of rocks and greenery. The city is on the sea and the sea is in the city. It has the reputation of a sea garden.

According to legend, Xiamen City was built in the 27th year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty (1394 AD). After the city of Xiamen was built, the name "Xiamen" began to appear in written materials. "Xia" evolved from the word "下". Men means strait. "Xiamen" roughly means a strait under Haimen Island. "Xiamen" is an elegance of the word "Xiamen". Xiamen Island is also known as "Jiahe Island" among the people.

Xiamen has a pleasant climate, beautiful scenery and clean environment. It is one of the civilized cities in the country. High-rise buildings are rising from the ground, trees are everywhere, flowers are blooming, and the fragrance is fragrant.

Xiamen is a famous tourist destination in my country. It has Jimei Village, a famous education base at home and abroad, Jimei University, Chengyi College, Tan Kah Kee’s former residence, Kah Kee Park, etc.

Xiamen has Nanputuo, a thousand-year-old temple, and the Huli Mountain Fort that witnesses history. Nanputuo stands at the foot of the green mountains and Wulao Peak. The sea and sky are the same color here, and the scenery is beautiful. This temple was funded and rebuilt by General Shi Lang in the early Qing Dynasty. Many masters have taught here. It is famous at home and abroad for cultivating many talents. We were in awe when we heard this. The four majestic Bodhisattvas in the main hall are in charge of the prosperity of the world. The twin pagodas in front of the temple soar into the sky, and the fragrance of lotus flowers in the pool overflows far and wide.

Hulishan Fort was built in 1891 AD. It is an independent and complete coastal defense military base on the southeast coast of my country. The largest and most complete ancient coastal gun in the world is preserved here. It has a caliber of 280 mm, a total length of 13.96 meters, a weight of 60 tons, and a maximum range of 10,460 meters. The scenery here is spectacular, and I can't help but feel proud of the long history of our great motherland!

There is only a shallow strait between the charming Gulangyu Island and Xiamen Island. It is refreshing to set foot on this beautiful island. I seemed to smell a sweet smell in the air.

Xiamen has a scenic area botanical garden, commonly known as the "Wanshi Botanical Garden". Wanshi Botanical Garden is located to the north of Shishan Mountain and Wulao Peak. It was built in 1960. There are various subtropical plants in the garden. It is a well-known garden in Xiamen. The various parks of the botanical garden are surrounded by Wanshi Lake. It is a Chinese-style garden layout and decoration. The main parks include: Pine Garden, Baihua Hall, Cactus Area, Orchid Garden and other 29 specialized plant areas.

There are three heroic islands "Dadeng Island". Xiamen Heroes Three Islands Battlefield Sightseeing Park is composed of Dadeng Island, Xiaodeng Island and Jiaoyu Island, facing Kinmen across the sea. During the "August 23" bombardment of Jinshan Village in 1985, the people of the three islands fought side by side with the troops stationed on the islands, adhered to the coastal defense, and achieved brilliant results. They were awarded the glorious title of "Three Heroic Islands" by the Central Military Commission.

There is also Xiamen Airport, an important international medium-sized airport on the southeast coast of my country. Xiamen Airport was built on January 10, 1982. The first phase of the Xiamen Airport project broke ground at the original site of Gaoqi Airport. On October 22, 1983, from the start of construction to the official opening of navigation, Xiamen Airport only used One year and nine months.

Every May, the fiery red phoenix flowers show their smiling faces, and the gorgeous bougainvillea flowers bloom brightly on the roadside, as if they are lining up to welcome all tourists and guests who come to Xiamen for sightseeing.

Xiamen, here is the "seaside Zoulu" with "rituals, music, clothes, and articles about Confucius and Mencius", with the charm of southern Fujian, the customs of the hometown of overseas Chinese, and cultural diversity. This has cultivated the gentle, open and tolerant, pragmatic and enterprising temperament of Xiamen people. The mighty east wind to build "Beautiful Xiamen" and realize my teenage dream is moving forward bravely towards a newer and more beautiful "Beautiful Xiamen". Different people, different ages, have different dreams.

Of course, to build a beautiful Xiamen and realize my teenage dream, it is not enough to rely on dreams alone. I must also use practical actions to realize my dreams. I must study cultural knowledge seriously since I was a child. Only when I grow up can I realize my ideals and strive to build a beautiful and rich Xiamen. . Teenage Dream Composition 2

Some people say that it is good to live a plain life, and there is no need to dream; some people say that they have dreamed about it, and thought about it, but in the end they have to muddle along, and the dream is always out of reach, so it is better to give up as soon as possible; Some people say that I have the courage to pursue my dream, but I have encountered so many setbacks that I no longer want to persist.

For those who have no dreams, those who do not chase their dreams, and those who dare not chase them anymore, what are you afraid of?

We must have dreams. My friend Ling's original grades were not good. She had no motivation to study, and it was useless no matter how much we helped her. Later, she suddenly started studying hard. She said: "After watching "The Power of Dreams", I realized that I couldn't go on like this anymore. I decided to be a teacher in the future. I have to work hard for my dream!" She began to gain motivation in her studies and her life With passion, she said that although she has not realized her dream, she is very happy. No matter what, it's always good to have dreams.

But what about those who have no dreams? They live the same life day after day, year after year, and are content with doing nothing. Their birth and death are both simple and ordinary. People without dreams are like puppets without souls, walnuts without fruits, and roses without colors.

We need to take action. There is a young man living downstairs in my house. His dream is to be a violinist, but he doesn't want to learn. I asked him why he didn't try it, and he said he didn't have the qualifications. Later, with the encouragement of his parents and friends, he signed up for a training class, and now you can hear him practicing the violin every night. He sighed: "Fortunately, I went to learn it at the beginning, otherwise I think I would only be able to dream about playing the violin for the rest of my life. Although I am not very good at playing the violin now, I have gained a lot of things that I can't learn elsewhere. "If you put in the effort, you will be rewarded, and one day you will realize your dreams."

But what about those who have dreams but don’t chase them? They only fantasize and wait for good luck to come to them. They never pay but think about rewards; they have dreams but don’t dare to chase them. If you try it, you will deny yourself and always stay in the same place.

We must face setbacks and persist in our dreams. My cousin wanted to be a writer like Bing Xin since she was a child. She read and wrote whenever she had time and worked very hard. But things went against her expectations. She submitted manuscripts to the newspaper again and again, but they were rejected again and again. Several times, she wanted to give up, feeling that she was not made for writing, but after a few days, she rekindled her passion and devoted herself to pen and paper. After unremitting efforts, she succeeded and signed a contract with the newspaper. She is now a veritable writer. She is just around the corner to become a great writer! Stick to your dreams and any difficulties and obstacles will turn into motivation to move forward.

But what about those who no longer dare to pursue their dreams? They want to retreat when they are in jail. They want to give up when they encounter setbacks. They give up, saying that society is too realistic and they have seen it wrong. The world, instead, says it deceives us.

Hold your dreams and don’t worry about rumors. Do you really give up when others tell you that you can't do it? Do you really give up when others advise you to retreat? Others are not you, and you should walk your own way. When we meet you a few years later, you can be proud to say that I have realized my dream, but they can only silently envy you and regret that you wasted time and missed your dream.

Do you still remember your first dream? Are you on the road ahead now? Have you given up? We are still young and have plenty of time to work hard! No matter how many obstacles there are on the road ahead, don’t give up easily. If you don’t try your best, you don’t have the right to say no! Reality is indeed cruel. It will eliminate the cowardly people and keep the brave ones. Whether you succeed or not depends on you! This setback is nothing, at least we still have dreams!

While we are still young and still have dreams that have not been diluted by time and interests, go for it if you don’t have a dream, chase if you have a dream, and overcome setbacks if you encounter them! We are teenagers and we have beautiful teenage dreams! Boy's Dream Composition 3

A boy's dream makes a boy strong. Without a dream, he is like a leaf in the stream, flowing with the stream, and I think, I want to go upstream to find what belongs to me. That piece of heaven.

Recalling the past campus days in my dream, the corner of my mouth slightly raised, what were we and our dreams like now?

That was my best time, and also my most empty and helpless past.

Looking back now, I feel ashamed and the memories come back. I can only write them down with a pen to remind myself what you used to be like!

I remember that at that time, I was still a little girl in sixth grade, a child with no self-control, not interested in learning, doing nothing all day, being in a trance in class, just looking forward to finishing get out of class early. , you can go home and play online games.

I don’t know what the charm of that game is, but I just threw away my own identity and picked up something that I shouldn’t touch.

The teacher’s earnest teachings and my parents’ emotional persuasion, but at the time, I turned a blind eye to all these, which made them extremely disappointed in me.

I remember that I posted a comment on QQ space at that time. I have forgotten the content. The main idea was: looking at the tall and tall trees outside the window, I felt a feeling of emotion and boredom in my heart.

Originally it was just a casual comment. Unexpectedly, after a few minutes, the class teacher commented below: Then go study!

When I saw the reply from the head teacher, my heart stopped for a few seconds at that moment, and I almost knocked over the cup next to the table. Tears flowed into my mouth along the curve, and finally , but turned into a helpless and desolate smile at the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps I simply couldn’t understand or understand the teacher’s good intentions at that time, and I just spent half the semester like that, and my final exam results were a mess and terrible.

After the holidays, I came to school again. I always looked listless in class.

That day, that class was a time I will never forget!

That was the class teacher’s class. As soon as she came, she habitually glanced at the students sitting below and saw me at a glance. I looked indifferent. She must be heartbroken! Before I could react, he reached out, grabbed me by the collar, and slapped me! A slap that resounded throughout the class!

That slap didn’t hit my face, but my heart. It was the first time I saw the teacher like this, and the cause of all this was me, the rebellious me who didn’t listen to the instructions.

"Do you have a dream? Do you know the taste of success? Do you know the happiness you will share with others when you succeed?"

The teacher's series of questions all failed. To me, it really surprised me, dream? success? share? hapiness?

These questions have been haunting me. Because of the teacher’s words, I began to think seriously about this question. Do I have a dream? Without dreams, what would I look like in the future? In vain? Am I going to waste my great youth and great years in the world of online games like this?

From that day on, I lost the me who chilled my teachers and made my parents sad, and began to appear in front of them with a new image, because I found my dream, university, the one that made me happy. This is a place where many candidates have worked hard to get there.

Time flies like water. In the blink of an eye, I have shed my primary school clothes and entered the middle school classroom. Now that I have asked the original question, perhaps the answer has already been nourished in my heart.

The classroom is a place I can’t live without now. The joyful play with my classmates every day is all about the same problem in the past. It wakes me up. How far can a boy without dreams go in this society?

Occasionally watching the sunset and the fallen leaves falling, I feel particularly comfortable.

Occasionally I think about what I would be like now if I had not found my dream.

Only when a young man has a dream can he find his own guiding lighthouse in the darkness. And I am working hard for my young dream. What about you? What is your teenage dream?

Remember, you were not born to fear the world, but to change yourself and overlook the world! Only by chasing your dreams will you stand on the same starting line as others, come on young man! Teenager's Dream Composition 4

That afternoon, the orange notes gradually shed a wanderer's song of separation behind me, and the black elf tempted my soul to float into the distance.

The receding scenery outside the window and the gradually changing air in front of me plucked the strings of exploration of the unknown hidden deep in my heart.

Young people don’t know the pain of separation, but they still hide their smiles after leaving home. Thousands of miles are just a leisurely journey, not knowing the way back is a source of worry. When I was young, I just wanted to broaden my horizons and run to a distant place with that dream in mind. No matter how bumpy the road ahead is, no matter how miserable the road ahead is. I just feel with my heart and eyes that when I am young, I should have a desperate wandering.

At that time, the long flow of time left the young me in a corner of history. When I looked back, it was like a dream. It was strange that he seemed to have endless strength at that time. I don’t say whether I still have the heart to grasp the dream at this moment, but the willfulness and restlessness at that time are so fresh in my opinion.

After a year of accumulation, the person in the mirror and the person in the painting seem to be playing two roles. What accumulates in the corners of the eyes is the fatigue left by a life that cannot be seen through; what is hidden in the smile is the defense that cannot be guessed. I don’t know how to explain maturity, but now I am less restless and more stable. This is the change in my body and mind brought about by a desperate wandering.

I thought that at this moment, I should complain endlessly about the difficulty of the past year, and lament how lonely and helpless I felt every late night during the year of drifting. But he never expected that his state of mind at this moment would be completely peaceful.

I will just think of that moment every night when the silver light shines into the sky, when the breeze gently blows over the texture of my cheeks, when the heat of midsummer penetrates every pore of my skin. Thousands of miles away from my hometown surrounded by green mountains, I think of the various noises during the market in the streets of my hometown. As my thoughts drifted, I seemed to feel the cool wind blowing from the mountains, and heard the noise and shouts on the street. He shouted unconsciously: "Weigh a pound for me..." After waiting for a moment, no one responded, and then he realized that he was deep in a dream. I was still in this narrow space, guarding a table, a computer, and the only green - a potted plant, alone. After staying in silence for a while, I saw the mobile phone on the table and dialed a number unconsciously.

"Hello..." It wasn't until the other party's voice rang several times in the dark night that he picked it up like a dream. It’s the same thing every time I call home, have you eaten yet, should you pay more attention to your health when you’re out alone, take care of yourself, and so on.

After hanging up the phone, it felt more and more like the night was so long. The words echoed in my mind: "Why should others be nice to you?" I don't deny that there are people who are nice to you and people who care about you, but who can be as dedicated to you as your parents? There are endless schemes and unpredictable thoughts in this world, but how many of them can you see through? It's nothing more than silent acceptance. The pretended beauty is also a gift, at least there is the intention to pretend to cover it up. It should be gratifying that when the heart is tired, there is still a place where the heart can rest temporarily.

After hanging up the phone and contemplating, life continues. As long as you keep your dream alive, the road will still be under your feet, and hard work will still be part of the 24 hours a day.

One year has passed, and time has not turned me into a self-pitying person. I will complain, I will be lonely, and I will be helpless, but I have never forgotten my dream. I will still work hard in my free time, even if life seems so dark now that there is no light in sight, but after working hard, I will eventually stand higher than yesterday, right?

One year has passed. At this one-hundred-thousandth transit point in my life, I have shed my immature clothes and gradually become calmer. But fortunately, I didn't lose my wandering heart. I still chose the distance, chose wandering, chose an opportunity, a vision, so that I could perceive the broader sky.