the initial dream

Original dream 1 If pride is not coldly photographed by the real sea, it can also be regarded as heaven.

-Christine was the first dream

I like Christine's songs very much, which is better than Jay's Chrysanthemum Terrace. The main reason is that this song wrote a dream and portrayed the dream vividly. Just like the title of the song, I just had my initial dream and explained my life.

If dreams don't fall off the cliff, there are no invisible wings.

I am young and full of frivolous impatience, and it is inevitable that I will commit another heinous crime in my study: carelessness. So I often fail one or two courses, which are always not very sharp. Because of this, I have always missed the first place in my grade, and I always have to come second. A major mistake, I fell to 17. Oh, my God, the storm. Let's go After a series of political education, I finally understand that persistent people have invisible wings.

Put tears on your heart and brave flowers will bloom.

Life is too cruel, often causing great harm to my fragile mind, leaving a group of indelible shadows. A series of events push me, and tears will involuntarily flow down. When I was lonely, I hid in the corner and cried happily, but there were not so many tears left. So I learned to keep my tears in my heart. Gradually, I became brave and faced failure and sadness calmly.

The original dream will come true.

I firmly believe that anything can be done as long as you work hard. After repeated failures, I stuck the ranking table on the wall and outlined my goals with a red pen. I studied hard and finally realized my dream after another exam.

Dream that daisies will blossom and the first dream will come.

The original dream exudes the fragrance of blessing, leaving happiness and dreams in my heart.

The original dream 2 a road. A sky. One person. A lifetime.

In the east, the rising sun curled up, reflecting a golden halo, adding a little hazy to the earth. Dewdrops on leaves and petals, like sparkling pearls, sway freely in the refreshing morning breeze.

By the roadside, a dandelion seed woke up from a dream, drilled out of the soil and greedily absorbed the moisture of the morning light. There is a voice calling inside. It firmly believes that one day it will fly into the blue sky and swim in the clouds. Even if it falls from the sky and breaks into pieces, it will be very happy.

With this initial dream, it grew stronger and stronger, tried to absorb water and sunshine, straightened its waist, and gradually, its wings were full. Although there are indifferent and contemptuous eyes behind him and no like-minded partners around him, it has not given up, and it has proved its dream to them. Finally, on an early spring morning, it flew away, left the small place with the wind, and dreamed alone.

It flew around, up and down, left and right, and one tripped and fell. A little girl is holding a green stem. The little girl seems to have never seen this pure white gadget, and her cheeks are filled with smiles that she hasn't seen for a long time. Dandelion has been playing in her hand for a long time and wants to be with the little girl, but it still has unfinished dreams. It shook itself and gradually flew away under the dull eyes of the little girl. Or blown down by strong winds, or knocked down by heavy rains. It smiled, shook off the dust and continued to fly day and night, sowing seeds while flying.

Gradually, the wings became sparse, and the fluffy white ball became flat and dirty. Finally, it found its last home on a dirt slope, where there were many healthy dandelions, continuing its original dream.

If you have a dream, you are afraid of pain! Since you have chosen to achieve it, you will only care about the hardships. Even a person, but also in their own lives out of their own wonderful road!

The first dream, 3 spring flowers and autumn fruits, how can you live without dreams?

When I was a child, I opened my novel eyes and threw my dream of becoming an astronomer into the blue sky. Growing up slowly, you clenched your fist secretly until graduation, and you were still making up your mind. I will fight for it!

Many young friends had all kinds of dreams when they were very young, such as being a writer, an actor, and joining the army ... Dreams made you worship the stars, dreams made your blood boil, and they came to this day. I don't know what day it is-maybe it's the day when your name was forgotten by the news in the college entrance examination, or the day when you wandered in the lonely streets after being laid off ... you are more and more disappointed with the world and more pessimistic about yourself. You have asked yourself countless times, are your dreams wrong?

I don't know when, maybe it's when I use my parents' relationship to get everything easily; Maybe it started when you got a bundle of money after singing a so-called pop song; The more you look at this society, the more complicated it is, and the stranger you are to yourself. You finally find that your dream has gone too far. ...

Will it come back? Just like spring comes back after winter, can you still fly? Like the wings of a swallow when autumn returns to spring, your longing is like a lover who broke up dreaming of joining hands again.

You begin to feel empty, bored, lonely, even desperate, depressed and helpless. See, this is a terrible time, young friend, don't lose your pure beauty and original dream easily.

Let go of your dreams and cherish the beauty of youth and the yearning for health and upward forever in your heart.

Fly your dreams, and always keep a persistent pursuit and a fervent desire in your heart. Horses live and gallop, while people live and dream. Adhere to the dream, let the dream fly, face the wind and rain, struggle and make the initial dream come true!

The initial dream 4 Pujiang love

I don't know why I always have a fascination with Shanghai, not because of her past colors, not because of her mottled shooting in the past, not because of her prosperous clothes and high-rise buildings today; Not because of her charming expression in Leng Yan. She is an unreasonable dream of mine. She likes to wait for me at a distance, not for anything, not for anything. Fudan, yes.

I don't know whether I like Shanghai because I like Fudan, or I like Fudan because I like Shanghai, or maybe they have nothing to do with each other, but I like them for no reason.

Past and present

In the past, we were passionate and dreamed of Tsinghua Peking University, believing that "my future is not a dream", but today, we have to give in to reality. This year's results are quite tragic. Hebei Science and Technology, Ling is from Langfang Normal College, and is still waiting for the results. So many former friends, once vowed, once didn't believe in fate, now … maybe this is the reality, "the distance between dream and reality is about equal to the end of the world".

on the way

This year's college entrance examination came quietly and vigorously, which was not brilliant and extraordinary, but I gave up entering senior four for no reason, and it was difficult to get rid of the ordinary but extraordinary, so I didn't hesitate. I don't know why I chose this way, maybe it's because I haven't realized the reality yet, and I'm still waiting for my initial dream. Maybe it's also called overreaching.

But I don't believe in fate. I don't want to live an ordinary life. I don't want to give up my original dream as easily as a friend. Whether it's a moth fighting a fire or a gladiator riding a car, I think I will stick to my original dream and wait until the sunshine after the rain and the dream comes true.

The first dream 5 "The first dream, hold your hand tightly. Where you want to go most, how can you give up halfway? The first dream will definitely come … "When I heard Christine's first dream in the street that day, I was so moved that I couldn't help asking myself: What was my first dream? Obviously, the answer is vague.

The Original Dream is about a pair of good sisters who came together because of the same dream and agreed to work together. One really worked hard and realized his dream. The other one gave up his dream and stood still, doomed to mediocrity. Looking at them, I think of myself. What's the difference between me and the man who gave up his dream? What was my initial ambition? What about the original dream?

It turns out that with the passage of time, I am forgetting my original dream step by step. When I was five years old, I dreamed of becoming a painter. When I was eight years old, I dreamed of becoming a dancer. Now I dream of becoming a teacher, but in the process of growing up, I forget my original dream again and again, build new dreams again and again, and finally accomplish nothing.

Fortunately, I am still young, and I still have youth to fight for. I won't indulge myself like this, and I won't give myself another chance to forget my dreams. I will seize my youth and regain my original dream. I believe that when I am surrounded by light, I will never be tempted by pride, but I will cherish it more, be a modest person and let myself go further; When I am depressed, I will recall my original determination, be a persistent person and bring myself closer to my dream; When encountering setbacks, I will never give up easily, but will overcome difficulties, be a brave person and let myself reach the paradise of my dreams.

"The original dream is in your hands. Where you want to go most, how can you give up halfway? The initial dream will definitely come true, and the real wish will be considered as heaven! " Yes, we should not forget our original dream. We hold them tightly in our hands. We show our perseverance, diligence and persistence, and strive to accomplish every small goal until we reach heaven and realize our original dream!

The initial dream 6 The speed and passion that life should have should be the product of dreams.

When we are young, our wishes are as simple as a blank sheet of paper. Maybe it's just the girl next door's cookies, or it's full of gum. At that time, we only had three things, eating, playing and sleeping. At an age that knows nothing, it is always easy to be satisfied. So that later, we always thought: if only life would stop at that time forever!

As time goes on, the desire in our hearts becomes stronger and stronger. We are eager for growth, glory and a perfect life for the hero in the novel. Unrealistic dreams always "erode" our hearts on empty nights. We long for the halo on the heads of those successful people, but we can't see the sweat they shed silently. They walked along, lost, pondered, failed and struggled, which made them what they are today.

16, 17 years old, we are very young, but frivolous enough to write 600 words of the original dream composition. We use youth as an excuse for failure, and always rely on starting over, but we can't see our blindness. In the ignorant years, we entered high school with longing and expectation, and the new environment gave us new sustenance. Looking back at myself after I left yesterday, I thought that the person who saw through the world of mortals was burying his head in reading a sage book in the bright moonlight.

The years of running for the ideal are full. Therefore, we are out of breath under the weight of the college entrance examination. Parents, teachers and almost all people like to measure a person's quality by his grades. So, we are running around, flying between dreams and reality, but always struggling. Finally, I finished my mission, but I have been killed at the starting line of my dream.

That initial dream, like a firefly flashing in the dark, has always been there. Although it is subtle and far from reality, it will always arrive step by step, and most of us don't believe that we can reach it from the beginning, so people who give up halfway abound.

I believe that horizon, while destroying us, also guides us. I will go on step by step, let my life sublimate in the struggle and finally end.

Dream 7 There was no water dispenser installed in the classroom some time ago. If you want to drink water, you must go to another classroom to pick it up. That day, I went to fetch water from a classroom on the third floor. When I walked back with water, I found a slogan behind the classroom: At the most beautiful age, do your best for your initial dream.

Suddenly, I was very shocked. The most beautiful age is the youth we are experiencing. The initial dream I think everyone has a dream, and we are also having it. However, what is the best effort? I seem to see a senior one student sleeping in class, not doing homework, lying in bed playing with his mobile phone. How dazzling this scene is, who is that? Yes, that's me.

When I was in primary school, my mother asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I naively replied that I want to be as good as my brother. Mother laughed. When I grow up, I have my own opinions, know more and have realistic ideals. I think I want to go to college. Only in this way can I realize my dream. In high school, my dream became more concrete. I will go to college, study medicine, live a better life and become the pride of my parents.

But what about yourself now? What is the class like, what attitude towards learning, and what attitude towards life. My mind is a mess. What's even more frightening is that it's high school now, and when the college entrance examination comes, it's the day of war. By this time, everything has been settled. I panicked!

I don't know what to do. I stood there. Who will help me out of my confusion?

If no one helps me, let me take my dream as a guide and look for a bright place alone.

May I do my best for my original dream at the most beautiful age.

The initial dream 8 "The initial dream will arrive the most, how can you give up on the way you want to go most …" She always hums this song gently. Her mouth is always slightly upturned, like a small hook, as if everything in her body is so perfect and recognized.

"The first dream" she called me gently.

I live in her atrium, which is always sunny and warm as spring. Sometimes there are strands of My Sweetie's heart rain as my shower, and sometimes there are strands of blood gushing out to bathe me. More often, I will dance with the surge of emotion.

In those days, the wind was light and the clouds were light, and the smile was always on her face. The confident and brisk pace makes me feel that I am sitting on a swing, as if I have wings, and how many times I have to touch the edge of the blue sky.

In this way, the years passed away gently, but there was no regret or regret. ...

But it suddenly thundered that day! "Boom" I feel like I fell from the sky and my head is dizzy. I suddenly felt the endless extension of depression. The dark sky is getting heavier and heavier, and the last light on the lake is ruthlessly swallowed up. ...

This is a report card. I only read two words-the senior high school entrance examination. I found her little hook missing, only her dull eyes looked straight at the paper.

She was speechless.

But I obviously feel a kind of suffocation. I struggled: "No! Help me! " The tsunami hit me from all directions. I was pushed, slapped and thrown far away. ...

I'm wandering around, really lonely. I quarrel with lonely Chu every day, but I keep losing. There is no sunshine, no spring breeze, only dark rainy days. I come to her window every day, but she is still dull and unhappy. I know the rain is still raging inside. But, my lovely little master, have you really given up on me?

You said it was painful to give up your dream. In fact, abandoned dreams are equally painful!

"Today finally have the stars. I heard that there will be a meteor. " I still sat in front of her windowsill. "Make a wish to a shooting star, and you will be happier. Of course, I will also make a wish. I really want to go back to your heart-a hot, beating and happy paradise! "

Original Dream 9 "If pride is not photographed coldly by the real sea, how can you know how hard you have to work to go further ..." When this song "Original Dream" sounded in my ear, I couldn't help thinking of the word "dream".

My first dream was to be a famous pianist, so I studied piano. I practice the piano every day and make progress every day. Although I can't reach the level of an expert, as long as I keep practicing every day, there will always be hard results! I will always say to myself, "Hold on, my original dream!" " "

Birds know how to persist, so they don't walk around bored. That's because it sticks to the birds' original dream, that is to live happily! Even now, there will always be some hunters to catch birds, or some naughty children to throw stones and destroy the bird's family. They still stick to their original intention and want to build a beautiful family-even the disadvantaged groups!

We should also be like birds. Even if you encounter very difficult problems in your life, don't shrink back for no reason, but look forward bravely and move forward towards your dreams! Although sometimes there are many people who are better than you who will beat you and say that you can do nothing. But this happens to me, as long as I say "as long as I insist, it's my business!" " Yes, it depends on your own ability, not what others say.

"The original dream will come true. If you really want it, count it as heaven!" A song "The First Dream" has ended. I can't help but think again ...

It turns out that dreams are 10 when eyes and night are the same color. The dream buried in my heart, but repeatedly mixed in fairy tales and old books, mumbling.

It was a summer day. The long green bristlegrass swayed its soft body leisurely in the wind. The sun in the morning is charming. Put a golden coat on the lawn. The partners are laughing on the grass. I stretched myself and lay on the lawn with my eyes narrowed.

Sunshine is such a lovely word. The blue sky hangs as high as a screen. White clouds are floating in the sky, as if in water: swimming. I looked at the sky and fantasized. In endless joy, I rolled with the grass and became intimate. Finally, drag down a foxtail editing doll.

What broke all this was: my little friend. She jumped at me, then showed her irregular teeth and giggled. He shook his head and asked, "What are you doing?" I winked and said nothing. She scratched me when she saw me like this. I finally said to her: dream weaving. "

"ah!" Her eyes were wide open. "Dream?" Then question. I said, "Some people don't understand your dreams." Who said I didn't? "When my eyes met her, she said proudly," My dream is to be as beautiful as Snow White. ""I thought you would say you wanted to be a pig. "

Then I smiled with my stomach in my arms. His face turned red with anger. He blushed. I ran to her and said, "OK, OK, you can be your Snow White!" " "I saw my face lit up again." Have you said what your dream is? ""My dream is to be a writer, and then … "She looked at me, expecting! "

Then I wrote Snow White ugly. "

She ran after me, and then our backs disappeared in childhood.

The original dream was 1 1. I want to travel around the world. I wonder if I can still stick to my original dream.

A person may have different dreams on the road of growth, or the dreams of each growth stage will change. And I, growing up, have only one dream. This dream has been with me for a long time, and that is to be a Chinese teacher.

I remember it was a winter when I was a child. It was very cold that winter. My mother found a sister's dress for me to wear because it is big and warm. But it is particularly inconvenient to wear on the body, and the sleeves are so long that even going to the toilet is a problem. At that time, I was in a difficult situation, and the Chinese teacher came over and kindly helped me roll up my sleeves. Since that incident, I have a special feeling for teachers. Since then, I have been inspired to become a teacher. This can not only teach children to study, but also help them feel warm.

This dream is really hard to stick to all the way. Because my previous grades were super poor, but when I thought of this dream, I suddenly became the scum of Xueba. This "all at once" is actually not easy. At first, because I didn't know anything, I asked several students who had studied well all day, and then urged myself to finish the homework tasks of the day every day. Even if you are particularly sleepy at night, you dare not relax your vigilance. I have to get up early every morning to make up for the study I missed. I want to give up many times in the middle, but every time I think about this dream, I will try my best to stick to it.

Although I don't know how many fetters this dream will have in the future, I will be as firm as when I had this dream. As the lyrics say: "The initial dream is in your hand, and where you want to go most, how can you give up halfway?" The initial dream will come true, and the real wish will come true. "

My original dream was 12. I like a song very much, and that is "Stubborn" by Mayday.

At the beginning, there was a saying, "When I am different from the world, let me be different." Everyone wants to be unique. Yes, everyone in this world is different, but it doesn't mean height, looks, weight and other appearances, but everyone has different dreams. Stubbornly speaking, no matter how many difficulties and difficulties there are, as long as I stick to my determination and dreams, I can achieve them, so whenever I don't know what to do, when I

This song has been with me for many years, because it has found my dream, myself and determination. I remember that I was often scolded by my parents and teachers for my poor grades. My parents said that all I could think about was useless things, and memorizing lyrics was faster than memorizing them. At that time, the cadres were not good, and the teacher said that they had not fulfilled their responsibilities. Maybe this is life. Without scolding, they won't grow up, because the lyrics and melody of this song often haunt me, telling me not to give up, telling me not to blame myself, telling me to stick to my' stubbornness' because "next. Chocolate must be put in your mouth to taste sweet, but dreams cannot be put in your mouth. If you want to taste its sweetness, you can only achieve it with your hands and enjoy the taste of success.

Because dreams are different, everyone is unique. Let's be crazy about our dreams and stick to them. I know that one day, I can taste my own sweet taste!

It turns out that the dream is 13, the peach blossom is close at hand, and the rain is listening outside Furong pond. The new moon brings a touch of sadness, and a new sadness comes at the bottom of the wind account. The sky is shallow and my heart is drifting away.

You are the flower of the tree, the swallow whispering between the beams-you are love, warmth and hope, and you are the April day on the earth. You love the lantern in your mother's hand and the fish tail supported by bamboo, but you don't know the direction of the flame. Is its future ashes or paraffin?

You like the trembling ears of wheat in the north wind. They are brown and yellow. It's just that you don't know whether the songs in the shepherd boy's mouth will drift away or wander forever.

You love the world you thought you would love forever, just like a fish loves the wind, but you don't know it, it won't stop.

So you stop thinking about how the tail of the pink goldfish grows, whether the scarecrow in the wheat field will stick to the faith, and whether the world you love will be anchored in the Na Pianhai.

Then, you start to be disappointed, and you stop looking up at the gods who are three feet above the sky; You no longer like to look forward to the Chang 'e below the mountain where the night is as cool as water; You no longer expect the tears of cowherd and weaver girl and the noisy night market on Qixi Bridge. You are black and blue, and you are chilling every night.

However, as you can see, the lilies in the valley are still in full bloom, with deep tears and faint heart injuries, and the flowers are blooming lightly. You begin to know the hardships and pride of lily blooming; You begin to know how they prove their existence; You begin to understand the love and greatness of life, and you begin to understand that the future may not be the initial dream, but your sweat will eventually be watered into what you want.

The initial dream 14 years of blood and tears, difficulties and hardships, Hua Song lost his motivation and condensed on her.

One last leap. She knew that success or failure was at stake. She can't count how many steps she has leaped before, only knowing that it seems that this last step is the only barrier from her ultimate goal.

She can't remember how many companions died. I just vaguely remember those brothers and sisters who came with me. They are either washed away by the current, or stay on this dream-chasing journey forever.

The tail fin keeps swinging to ensure that it will not be washed away by the strong current. She doesn't know whether this jump can be successful, but she just thinks that at least she shouldn't waste such a long time trying to take this step on the road of chasing dreams.

Xu Li, sprint, and leap hard.

She held her breath, the scene in front of her changed rapidly, and her body was above the water. Swing the caudal fin hard and dare not slack off. Because she knows that a temporary relaxation may bring unimaginable consequences and costs.

Success is in sight. The ladder seemed to be in sight, but then the brown bear next to it let out a growl.

Shit, it's a brown bear!

She is extremely nervous inside. But there was nothing she could do. You know, she can't escape in the air. I can only watch the maw approach me. She can only wag her tail desperately, trying to get rid of all this. She remembered her companion who had died in the mouth of the brown bear before. The bloody scene is vivid in my mind. She can't imagine her next result, and she may die in the bear's mouth.

However, it is worth fighting for your dream, even if you die broke! No regrets!

Luckily, Brown Bear's teeth grazed his tail. Finally, the body stumbled into the water. She swam to the finish line with a sigh of relief.

The spirit of salmon is passed on to future generations. Her descendants will, like her, go forward bravely on the road of pursuing their dreams, never give up and give everything.

The original dream will come true. Only by realizing one's true wishes can one be regarded as heaven.

The original dream was 15 "If pride is not photographed coldly by the real sea, how can you understand how hard you have to work to go far?" . "

Every time I hear this lyric, I will think of that original dream. Actually, I'm not the only one Everyone's heart will have a little dream, a dream that is close at hand but out of reach. It requires you to work hard enough, persevere enough and be brave enough to achieve it.

However, in today's society, how many people are still clinging to their original small dreams?

Some people will stick to their original dreams; However, some people insist on giving up halfway; Even some people don't have dreams at all, they just waste their time.

So, what kind of person do you belong to, or what kind of person do you want to be?

The answer is yes, I belong to the kind of person who has firm goals and keeps moving forward.

There was once an explorer who lost his legs after realizing his dream, but he never regretted it, because he could sacrifice everything, including his life, for his dream.

No matter what we will encounter in our future life, we should stick to our original dreams. In the face of many difficulties, we must always stick to it, hold that initial dream and go forward bravely!

In the last two months of senior three, senior three students like me not only have to bear the pressure from all sides, but also receive this last "hellish training". If you choose to give up at this time, you will regret this choice in the future. What's more sad is that if you study hard for more than ten years and give up halfway when you are about to touch that initial dream, it will only be a big failure and an indelible knot in one's heart for life.

It is also said that the ideal is beautiful and the reality is cruel. Therefore, for this reason, some people will lose the persistence to pursue their dreams. I don't know that once I give up, my dream will never be achieved.

The original dream is firmly in your hands. Since we haven't reached the distance yet, how can we return halfway? Remember, my friend, never give up.