My dream is to be a writer and a children's fairy tale writer like the fairy tale king Zheng. Since I went to school, I like Chinese more and more, especially reading class. In this way, reading made me discover this long-buried ideal.
After grade one, I gradually understood the charm of composition. In class, I listen to every word of the teacher carefully. When I know the word details, I understand that if you want to write a good composition, you must grasp the details to write your true feelings. Since then, I have to find the details of the article every time, grasp the core of the article and make my article more exciting. Read extracurricular books after class, understand the author's article content, accumulate the essence of others, and make your article more beautiful.
In four years of study and life, I found that my favorite reading category is fairy tales, especially the works of Zheng, the king of fairy tales. What attracts me most is the strange and fresh fairy tale world described in the book. Because fairy tales can take me into a strange world that I have never lived in in the future, everything makes me feel like I have entered an alien kingdom. Imagine the story of the future, the story of the members of the stationery elementary school, and how the owner's equipment can help the owner get rid of bad habits. These fantasies became compositions one after another ... From then on, I fell in love with fairy tales.
Occasionally, I see Zheng's series of "Cpaing" and "Lu Xixi" fairy tales in the library. I fell in love with these two books and made me want to be a fairy tale writer like Zheng's fairy tale king.
Chinese makes me love reading, reading makes me write good articles, and good articles make me read the works of the fairy tale king. In short, in my heart, there is an ideal writer!
I want to be a singer, not because I want to be a star, not because I want to be a high-profile person, not for money; But in order to hold concerts in all corners of the country, let oneself feel happy in singing and give the audience beautiful enjoyment.
"My future is not a dream, I have lived every minute seriously; My future is not a dream. My heart is moved by hope ... "Everyone should know this popular song sung by Tom Chang! Yes! There are flowers in spring and fruits in autumn. Life without dreams is boring, and life without dreams is tasteless.
When I was a child, I dreamed of becoming a doctor, a teacher and an actor. When I grew up, I gradually determined my ideal-singer.
I want to be a singer, not because I want to be a star, not because I want to be a high-profile person, not for money; But in order to hold concerts in all corners of the country, let oneself feel happy in singing and give the audience beautiful enjoyment.
If one day, my dream can come true, I hope I can become a singer like Sun Nan and sing endless love and hate with strong voice.
If one day, my dream can come true, I will become a singer like Liu Huan, singing classical pop music with a passionate voice.
If one day, my dream can come true, I will go abroad to promote our China culture and let foreign people know China better.
If one day ......
So far, I have studied vocal music for nearly two years. The vocal music teacher who specializes in music said, "Well, Ran has a good sense of music and a bright voice. I can develop into singing in the future!" I am flattered. So, my dream of becoming a singer gradually grew in my mind.
My parents don't have much opinion about my dream. I can keep learning vocal music as long as I don't delay my study.
Sometimes, I think my dreams are empty and out of reach. When I stood on the stage of the competition, my singing skills were recognized by the judges and the audience, especially when I won the silver prize in the "Future Star" youth talent invitational tournament last time, I felt that my dream seemed close at hand. At that time, I secretly made up my mind to realize my dream, stand on a bigger stage and bring happiness to more people.
My dream grew up with me, my dream took root in my heart, my dream, I am coming to you step by step, and one day, you will no longer be a dream, but a reality. "My future is not a dream, I have lived every minute seriously; My future is not a dream. My heart was moved by hope ... "I remembered it in my ear again. ......
What is the ideal? The ideal is a colorful rainbow, and on the other side is a beautiful successful castle;
What makes sense? Ideal is a clean stream that leads us to the ocean of knowledge creation.
When I was in the first grade of primary school, I saw an essay "Fallen Birds" in a magazine, which said, "Pieces of golden leaves are flying in the air like birds and slowly fall to the ground …" At that time, I was wondering how there could be such a wonderful sentence! When I was growing up, I read Zhu Ziqing's In a hurry, which said, "What can I do in the world of thousands of families during my flight?" Only vagrancy, only haste, in a hurry of more than three thousand days, in addition to wandering, what is left? The past days are like smoke, dispersed by the breeze and melted by the mist. What traces did I leave? "I was deeply shocked by the author's endless statements, which shows the preciousness of time. So, I fell in love with writing, and a seemingly distant ideal took root in my young mind.
I want to be a writer in the future! Oh, writer, I'm shocked for you! Because of you, I can change for this beautiful world. There is a saying that the world lacks beauty, but it lacks eyes to find beauty. Yes, when a writer can discover beauty, enjoy beauty, record beauty, and let others enjoy the beauty of nature. You can not only see beauty, but also record interesting things, so that others can understand all kinds of things and people from between the lines, from some vivid stories and from some satirical works that use things as metaphors. In a self-created text, secretly write some people's greed and kindness; Will also write the corner of society, bit by bit; Write about people, things, scenery and the mystery of the whole world. ...
Being a writer has always been my dream job. I feel that every pen can shed vivid articles. Iron brain is a treasure house of my spiritual knowledge. As long as it is opened, a steady stream of inspiration is like a spring in a crack in a big stone, and a trickle will never end. Writing is like a cup of tea, waiting for me to brew and season ... adding seasoning from time to time is like burning a pot of chicken soup for the soul. But it's hard to really be a writer. I tried to write a novel last year, but I couldn't stick to it because I didn't have enough knowledge in my mind.
So, if you want to be a writer, what should you do? First of all, the composition should be good. Usually, more accumulation will make the article brilliant, enrich the knowledge in class and have a solid basic knowledge. As a writer, there must be no typos. Read more books, collect good words and sentences, feel deep feelings, and go out to see the world's personal experience. Only in this way can the article be brilliant, brilliant and vivid, and can others read it with relish.
In order to become a writer, to better taste this book, and to make others read my article with great interest, I must work hard and write a good composition. Come on, I wish I could sail on the road of literature!
Dreams, for anyone, are full of mystery and beauty. Similarly, as a teenager, I am full of yearning for my dreams. In my mind, my unchanging dream is to be a writer and create literature like Zhang Haidi. I want to pour out my love for the motherland and the people at the tip of my pen, write my love and praise for the motherland with healthy hands, and write people's beautiful hearts.
I am good at writing by nature. For me, no matter at any time, no matter in any place, no matter in any environment, as long as I have paper and pen in my hand, I will use my strokes to draw anything I see and those beautiful things. I will feel all this with my heart, understand all this, and integrate my body and mind into this beautiful realm; Let everyone feel this wonderful moment together, so that all people can feel my love for the motherland from my composition! Everything is inseparable from composition and my ideal. After repeated failures and efforts, my article climbed to the top bit by bit, getting better every time!
Outside the window, winter goes and spring comes, and another time begins to flow again, slowly, bit by bit. With my efforts, one excellent article after another was born. I believe that in the near future, my dream will definitely come true!
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I sometimes wonder if what I said in The Year of Seven Violins is true.
"To have the simplest life and the most distant dream, even if it is cold tomorrow, the road is long and Xiu Yuan is awkward." Is there really such a thing as giving up everyone for a dream?
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What I want to say has nothing to do with study and the future that many people care about. In my heart, it seems that I have always had doubts and firmness about my dreams, and sometimes I still have sharp contradictions.
I hope I am a strong child.
I say "I have a dream" every day, as if the dream will only be called out when I am passionate and melodramatic. Occasionally, I believe that Xiao Si's "next" might be me.
Of course, the reason why I wrote this article is not only because of poverty and boredom, but also because I suddenly feel that dreams, if only words, will never be meaningful, and at most they will become a beautiful and boring mantra.
Well, I think I'll start writing hard.
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Life has gone through one stage after another, and when you look at yourself before, you will feel humble and ridiculous. The same is true of things like "dreams".
When I was in primary school, I often mentioned my dream of being a Chinese teacher. The topic of her composition will always be "My Dream": "I want to be XXX most" or "The way I pursue my dream". At that time, I was struggling and couldn't figure out what my dream was. I remember that most of my classmates wrote about scientists. I beat my chest and made up a short article entitled "I want to be a scientist most".
"I must invent a machine that travels through time."
Even I feel like a joke.
-If it can be invented, why should the painter make up Tinker Bell's fairy tales?
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In fact, I didn't really like anything when I was a child. For example, singing, I used to take an active part in various singing activities, even if I didn't succeed, I wouldn't give up. Now I still like to sing KTV with my friends.
When I graduated from primary school, I wrote in someone else's classmate's notebook: "One day, you will hear my record." All you get is "Haha, you are so ambitious." This sentence, which sounds like lukewarm irony, hit my young heart.
When I was a little older, I fell in love with writing, and organized many students to write exchange diaries. The words full of girlish feelings were closely intertwined in one or several notebooks. I can't help but take them out to write novels and essays in class, as if I finally found something to pin my mood on.
When did I start to find the exam-oriented composition disgusting and then fill in the papers with willful feelings? When did I start to stand up and recite "The Summer of Solstice hasn't arrived yet" in Chinese class? At these times, my mother disdainfully said, "I want to be a writer, and write a composition first."
Being despised and satirized are all the costs of taking different paths.
What I never understood was why they were so cruel.
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Fang Ya is my favorite friend. I always think her smile is as bright as a sunflower. A year after we met, she was assigned to a key class and lived a completely different life from me.
A year ago, I promised to go to a high school with Fang Ya, and then I will never be apart again.
I have been working hard for her for months, and she gave me a lot of warmth when I was in the most difficult time.
But Fangfang is a good student after all, and we are far apart. I have to tell her cruelly that I really don't like going to school and studying hard. I like writing, so I must go to an ordinary middle school. ...
Seeing that she is so disappointed, I still pretend to be indifferent. For an instant, my distressed tears almost fell.
Who said that before time, we were all so powerless.
I also want to say that in the face of reality, we are so powerless.
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But I still want to believe that even if a person's life can't shine on this road, it will certainly be more brilliant on another road.
I know that the future I believe in must come after "trying to achieve it".
Fang, I'm sorry. I want to walk out of the shining light on my own road.
We need a pair of discerning eyes to discover the beauty of life;
It also needs a unique mood to record the past events of life.
I have many dreams since I was a child: when I was in kindergarten, I dreamed of becoming a hard gardener when I grew up; A little bigger, I want to be an architect when I see the tall buildings in the city. Then, dreams will change with age ... until now, I found that there is a distance between dreams and reality. So, now, I began to think: What kind of person do I want to be? What preparations should I make now to realize this dream?
I don't know when I began to like reading.
In the book, I admire Xi Murong's pure and sincere writing, which deeply infected me with a faint melancholy and sadness.
To my amazement, Zhang Haidi endowed the protagonist with a tough character with plain stories, which made me not only feel her optimistic attitude towards life when reading, but also learned how to find wonderful details of life in plain days.
The books at my bedside are piling up higher and higher. In the book, I have more confidants, gained more inspiration and shared the happiness and pain of others.
I think it would be great if I could write down my feelings and share my stories with others in one afternoon.
Since then, my dream is to be a writer who can make others happy and share joys and sorrows with others.
Everyone should set a good goal for his future, and this goal is the direction he should work hard every day.
In order to realize the writer's dream, every time the teacher assigns a composition, I will seriously think about it and devote myself wholeheartedly. In the dead of night, I will write some stories that make me happy and sad. I gradually found out how inseparable I am from words.
All this has become a part of my life. I fell in love with writing stories. I cherish this sacred dream-writer!
I knock these articles with my heart, and knock my dreams with my heart.