I am on the way to my dream, walking in the same place. I forgot the direction in my heart; Lost the naive expectation of childhood; Spent the previous top gun.
I'm scared, I'm confused, I'm stuck, and I dare not take another step. I just looked at the sky. It was dark and I couldn't see anything. I couldn't see the "brightness" I wanted.
I hung my head, and a feeling of numbness spread throughout my body. I feel no pain. I want to cry, only to find that my tears have dried up. I want to give up, my pride, my edges and corners have almost been ground down, but the remaining pride still stands proudly in my heart. I roar at the darkness: "I will never give up, there is no light, I want to illuminate myself!" " "I am crawling slowly on the road to my dream.
A faint light warmed my heart, and I looked at it in surprise. Is this my morning star? However, the wind is still blowing, the rain is still raining hard, and the light of the morning star flashes and disappears, making it almost impossible to find it. I endure all this alone, the pain in my heart is incomprehensible, I resent, I fear, and my steps are slow and trembling.
I took a deep breath, straightened up slightly, tried to calm the inner waves, looked forward firmly, and my heart was a little more obsessed and persistent. And this road, even flat up at this time.
I am walking at a brisk pace on the road to my dream. Looking back, every footprint is telling some bitterness. I think: I have withstood the hardships, and no matter how great the pain is, there is no way.
The morning star in front of us suddenly lit up, and a flashy feeling, the brightness between heaven and earth, lit up the thorns ahead. Large tracts of thorns grow unscrupulously, without gaps, and then they are as black as ashes. I walked on thorns, and blood gushed from the wound. Almost fainted several times. However, on the long thorn road, the morning star is sometimes suffocating bright; Sometimes it's dark, as if everything is back to the original point.
"I can't go out, I can only recognize ..." This voice flashed in my mind over and over again. After enjoying a happy time, I couldn't stand the gap between heaven and earth. "No-"I scarlet eyes, no longer tube with blood wound, just go forward blindly.
I ran carefully on the road to my dream. At this time, I was black and blue, but the wound was scarred.
Looking up at the sky, the morning star is so bright, but there is still a little flicker in this brightness. What is it warning me? The road ahead is still dark, and no one knows what is hidden in the darkness, let alone when the end of the darkness will come. I run on the road of chasing dreams, running in hardship and pain. This road is really difficult, but I won't give up. I will always walk firmly on this road.
2. Write a short essay of more than 800 words on the topic of chasing dreams. Some people chase their dreams for money; Someone rushed to the end for the score; Some people pursue their dreams.
As the song goes: "Running with the wind is the direction; Chasing the power of lightning; Put the vast ocean into my chest; Even the smallest sail can sail far; Fly with the wind and take dreams as wings; Dare to love and be brave; Even if you encounter waves that are bigger and more dangerous; There will also be tacit eyes. " Dreams only have hope if they are chased! Liu Xiang, the chaser of athletes, is the leader of China 1 10 column.
On July 2nd, 2004, Liu Xiang won the second place with the score of13s 1 1, which was one thousandth of a second slower than allen johnson. But tied with allen johnson's score, it injected infinite confidence into the decisive battle in Athens, Liu Xiang.
The miracle finally appeared. On August 27th of the same year, in the men's 1 10 meter hurdles final of Athens Olympic Games, Liu Xiang tied the world record set by British Colin #8226 Jackson with 12 seconds, won the gold medal, became the first men's Olympic champion in track and field in China, and created the China men's 16544. Time will soon arrive at the morning of August 8, 2008 1 1.
Men's 1 100 meter hurdles preliminaries were held in Group 6, the first round. In the spotlight, Liu Xiang began to warm up and ran around, and Liu Xiang showed a painful expression on his face. Although he tried to stretch his ligament before putting on his racing vest, after the first starting shot, Liu Xiang felt unable to persist and had to choose to quit the competition. Sun Haiping, his teacher, shed tears involuntarily at the news conference.
Yes! Four years of preparation, just to win glory for our country at the Beijing Olympic Games, were all in vain. Why not make people feel sorry? 13 months later (September 20, 2009), Shanghai International Track and Field Golden Grand Prix.
Liu Xiang came back, just to regain the feeling of the game. But surprisingly, Liu Xiang ran the same 13 second as champion trammell and won the second place.
Anyone watching the game knows that this is because the effective part of Trannell hit the line first, and Liu Xiang was only a few thousandths of a second slower than him. This is enough to reflect Liu Xiang's dream pursuit.
China, which the country pursues, was just a weak developing country when it was just liberated. In order to give China a foothold in the world, it began to "chase", and "two bombs and one satellite" and "nuclear submarine" gave China the right to speak in the world.
In the sea, we can see the "dream pursuit" of scientists in China. 1993 The pursuit of the Olympic Games made Beijing miss the Olympic Games.
On the evening of 2001July 13, when IOC President Samaranch announced that "the 29th Olympic Games will be held in Beijing", the land of China was boiling. Hundreds of millions of Chinese sons and daughters gathered in front of the TV all cheered and wept for it.
China won the battle! Victory is so wonderful. "Anyone who has a dream is great, and there will be miracles with courage."
I believe that there is nothing that can't catch up, only those that dare not catch up. When the dream rises, stand on the balcony with open arms, embrace the wind, hook up the corners of your mouth comfortably, and look at the swallows in the distance lazily.
Ideal life ... so, I don't know why I suddenly thought of the word dream, and then the word glory came out and hovered in front of my eyes. I have always felt that with the growth of age, the magical beauty of dreams is gradually fading away.
Innocent childhood, you can hold a burr "pointer" and shake your head to teach a large group of "students" who jump up and down to read and recite; You can put the hidden Melissa in a clean plastic bottle as a pill and seriously diagnose the pulse of the "patient"; You can also concentrate on patrolling and standing guard with a severely deformed "gun". A lot of monkeys and children, while counting the stars in the night, their mouths are full of snacks, babbling and dreaming: to be a seemingly omnipotent teacher, to be a doctor who seems to control people's life and death, to be a handsome general, to be a canteen owner who sells a lot of snacks, to be a farmer who can grow delicious vegetables ... Naive thoughts and silly and lovely reasons, at that time, we always said.
With your own dreams, you have the capital to show off to your friends. Year after year, I am no longer an inexperienced child. When I am more sensible, what I have seems to be no longer the glory brought by dreams, but perhaps a glorious dream? I used to aspire to be a small boss, a farmer and a militia, but now these have gradually settled in my memory.
Instead, slowly emerged, is a dream that seems to be glowing with golden light. Become an all-round businessman, business community; Be a talented engineer and master the blueprint of urban construction; Or, as an internationally renowned national leader, go down in history.
Suddenly a little confused. Is it glorious to have dreams, or have these glorious dreams brought us glory? Tired lying on the balcony railing, looking down at a 45-degree angle, an old man who looked half a hundred years old last year was sitting on the edge of a field to have a rest, and the cool hat that blocked the sun was gently fanning the wind.
What is his dream? What is his glory? I looked at his serene expression curiously, with a hint of incomprehension. The old man turned his head and looked at the green fields, showing a satisfied and comfortable smile.
After a while, he shouldered his hoe and leaned against the field, put on his hat and looked up at the sky. Maybe he noticed my sight, so he turned around and gave me a friendly smile.
I paused and gave a friendly smile. My heart is suddenly enlightened, dreams and glory? I think I understand ... The wind has stopped. Stand up straight and look at the rosy clouds in the distance. Swallows are still wandering in the horizon, take a deep breath and stretch.
The glory of dreams? Glorious dream? In fact, dreams and glory coexist.
3. The composition entitled "I am running on the road of chasing dreams" runs on the road of high school.
Breathing, again and again, irregular. Every time, it seems that an invisible hand is squeezing, trying to take away the little oxygen left. The coach has told me countless times to adjust my breathing so that my pace will not be chaotic. But I have no time to take care of this meaningless rhythm. I can't breathe.
There is a fire in my chest. This is a well with volcanic temperature. The orange-red well water is full of pain, which gurgles into my body and struggles with blood, making me unable to breathe.
The body is empty, the touch of the soles of the feet is like a wisp of wind, and I left without saying hello. My leg no longer belongs to me, but it is still swinging feebly. I hear my muscles are dawdling. I can't breathe.
Originally, there was no choice. This game is all composed of high-spirited galloping, and there is no retreat. As soon as the starting gun rings, it is doomed. I think of the girl in the MV of Butterfly. The bangs on her forehead are sweaty, her long hair is flying in the air, and her skirt is blooming like a flower. Her youth is rich and powerful.
For an instant, I even felt like I was back two years ago-the same venue, the same project. I walked on the overpass that didn't belong to me in fear and trembling, trying not to care about the cynicism of Shu Ren students-"The scum of Yu Ying also deserves this bridge? ! Get out! " That was an evil and frivolous boy, and I rushed to fight with him crazily. He is taller and stronger than me. There is sweet and greasy blood in his mouth, and the color of nosebleed is full and bright, which reminds me of the plastic runway. Warm and sticky liquid is flowing on my face. I don't know what I was like at that time, but I can vaguely imagine a red azalea with pale lips on a red hot spring. In the chaos, I took another look at the gate of the affiliated middle school. This is far away.
The physics teacher said that traveling faster than light can turn back time. I was hopelessly lost in fantasy. Some things should be memories.
In fact, since I entered the third grade, the experiment has become my pursuit goal. Yes, it's beautiful, because the experimental park is vast, because of the famous teachers, but also because of the mystery, because it makes millions of senior three students toss and turn. Seriously, at that time, I was obsessed with the provincial champion, because it not only meant shining the lintel, but more importantly, you could enter the hall that attracted tens of thousands of people's attention. When I was a sophomore, I bought a book and waited for you in high school.
In the first month of school, I was almost listless in class. I'm afraid I'll make the same mistake again (I fell asleep in the third grade and suffered a big loss). Later, I immediately corrected my learning attitude, designed my own high school plan and urged myself every day. The direction is clear, and the rest will come naturally. Really, I'm fine now Today, I'm still fine. But what we have to do is not to be discouraged, give up and escape, but to advance fearlessly with our dreams. The road is rugged and we should be encouraged. Up to now, I haven't really given up my dream. This dream will also support me to go to a perfect university, support me to get close to experiments and support me to a higher level. My patient friends, let's run together on the road of chasing dreams in college, shall we? The whole world is going backwards. No one, no flags, no stands, no traces.
But I can hear my classmates calling my name so clearly, over and over again, screaming. I am not alone. Walk on the blade of time, stand behind me, class.
4. Writing on the topic of "running" runs through life.
Zhangfan
Life is a long journey.
Sometimes we just sit quietly and watch the sunset in the country; Sometimes we walk slowly and enjoy the scenery. And when the distant horizon-the eternal desire in my heart is calling us, it is time for us to run. Running life, * * * and life experience.
Running life, we experience a kind of hardship. Real long-distance running needs good physical conditions, while long-distance running in life needs mental perseverance. After all, the runway of life will not be a flower path covered with roses, but a sand road full of difficulties and obstacles. We have to endure the pain in our feet, the difficulty in breathing, the interference from outside, and the vague idea of giving up in our hearts. Too many hardships have made countless people lose their desire and direction, and life has become a pleasant walk. And those indomitable souls continue to run on the journey of life.
Running life, let us experience a carefree.
When the distant horizon finally succumbs to the unremitting pace of you and me, when the distant shore finally steps on your feet, what we experience is the most thorough satisfaction from the depths of our hearts. Don't talk too much, don't care about the greatness or ordinary on the other side, just enjoy it quietly, this is the only running life that belongs to you. And even if you can't reach your ideal in the end, don't worry, someone will follow the road and run to the distance.
When we have experienced this long running life, no matter how hard, carefree and satisfied, it has become the best memory in our hearts. And running is the most beautiful theme in life.
Tie your shoelaces, don't hesitate, let's run together and experience this colorful life!
We survived the seemingly endless hardships at first. Our bodies have adapted to the feeling of running, and there is no intense confusion in our hearts-the distant destination is getting closer and closer, and people have a sense of belonging to running, which is the sense of experiencing life bit by bit. No longer pay attention to the outside world, we only pay attention to our own progress, growing all the time, and breeze has become our best partner. Think of the great runners of all ages: Sima Qian, Li Bai, Van Gogh, Nilai, Guevara ... Everything outside has long been unable to fetter their footsteps. They are immersed in the wonderful experience of their hearts and have drawn a beautiful track in their life journey.
Running life makes us feel a sense of satisfaction.
5. Writing life with the theme of "chasing dreams" is a process of constantly turning dreams into reality. Because of dreams, life has become rich and colorful, and my life has also started from a beautiful dream when I was young, and I will always be so frank and pursue my dreams.
It seems that all adjectives of sunshine are not enough for me. I have great expectations and hopes for the world and my future. I remember at that time, I used to stare blankly at the sky for a long time, and then I would shout at the sky: "I like the blue sky and your beautiful colors!" " So, when I grow up, I want to fly to the blue sky like a bird to get close to your beauty ... "I can still clearly feel my naive but persistent pursuit of my dream at that time." Just like the grass that keeps poking its head out in the muddy land in spring to see the beauty of the world, it is so youthful and fragrant.
Gradually, I finally dreamed of changing from a child to a teenager. I always thought that I could use E5A48DE 588B6E79FA5E98193313335316438 to start planning and realize my dream, but I didn't know that I was still so immature and needed family protection, school education and parents' Qian Qian. Faced with the teacher's upbringing and strict education, we are disgusted and rebellious, because we have to prove that we are grown up, not children, and we can do well without their care and teaching. So: they say turn left and we turn right; The teacher told us that physical education class should not go too far, but everyone was flushed and the fans were whistling. Parents told you to be careful in the exam, but the red lantern hung high; Under the severe criticism of parents and teachers, you can still hum a minor without care; Looking back now, I feel that I was really naive at that time, and I didn't know what I was clinging to, but it was also a sign that I wanted to prove my ability and embark on a dream-chasing journey. With the growth of age and grade, I gradually lost the unique style of a dream-chasing teenager. Looking out the window, the yellow maple leaves, blown slowly by the autumn wind, seem to be crying for me. Is that me in the glass window? Where is my energy? Where is my dream? Even, what about my rebellion? Why I'm so blue. Because I understand how much it takes to turn my childhood dreams into reality. The hardships, sweat and even tears behind it are unimaginable. So I gave up playing time, studied hard, studied hard, and struggled in the ocean of knowledge ... My long-awaited childhood dream now feels so far away from me, accompanied by the wind, and I don't know where to go.
But now, I am out of my confusion and rediscovered my bright world. Because I understand a truth: how dense the trees grow in spring, how beautiful the flowers bloom, and how much energy I have to save for them in winter before spring comes. Leaves wither and rot into the soil, and plants absorb nutrients with their roots. Although they are so weak in the cold wind in winter, people always think that they have no chance to survive. But in the spring of the following year, when they exude long-accumulated energy, green leaves and beautiful flowers bloom on the branches. So, in order to realize my dream, I began to study independently, swim in the ocean of knowledge to my heart's content, and let it nourish my soul ... Every time I master a little knowledge, I tell myself that I am one step closer to my dream. My life, a journey of chasing dreams, every step, every footprint, is the witness of my dream, and there is my dream ahead.
Everyone has a dream, and this dream is constantly improving. Gradually, it was frozen and became the goal of struggle, the driving force of progress and the ideal beacon.
Some people want to be teachers, so that children who drop out of school can receive a good education. Some people want to be firefighters, fighting in the front line of disaster relief. Some people want to be soldiers and defend the construction of the motherland. Some people want to be workers and shoulder the heavy responsibility of motherland construction. Some people want to be engineers and paint the future of the motherland. Others want to be national leaders and make China more prosperous.
My dream is to be a scientist like Grandpa Qian Xuesen and invent things that are useful to the country and people. Uncover the mystery of the universe. Although he has passed away, his great contribution to the country will always be remembered in my heart. I know it is not easy to realize this dream. We must study hard and have persistent spirit. A few days ago, in the first class, two big brothers who lost their hands did things that normal people might not be able to do. My brother Yang Mengheng was admitted to Sun Yat-sen University with the first place in local arts, and my brother Liu Wei played beautiful music on the piano with his feet. They paid more tears and sweat, persistence and courage than ordinary people, but they also gained success and joy. I will follow the example of these two disabled rén dà brothers and run endlessly on the track of my dreams.
The track of my dream is bumpy. Maybe I will fall down again and again, but I will definitely get up again and again until the day of success and never give up.
From the World Expo to the Asian Games, from the Great Wall to China, from my dream to the Chinese dream, dreams are hope.
Dreams, like a gust of wind, blow to the future; Dreams, like a ship, float into the distance; Dreams are like a lamp, illuminating tomorrow.
7. Running on the road of chasing dreams 500 I thought that the flowers of my dreams would light my way, that the haze in front of me was buried by the hot sunshine, but I didn't know that the flowers were covered with thorns, and there were dangers in the haze, just blindly rampaging, and every step was so difficult.
I am on the way to my dream, walking in the same place. I forgot the direction in my heart; Lost the naive expectation of childhood; Spent the previous top gun.
I'm scared, I'm confused, I'm stuck, and I dare not take another step. I just looked at the sky. It was dark and I couldn't see anything. I couldn't see the "brightness" I wanted.
I hung my head, and a feeling of numbness spread throughout my body. I feel no pain. I want to cry, only to find that my tears have dried up. I want to give up, my pride, my edges and corners, have almost been ground down, but that incomplete pride is still proud of my heart. I yell at the darkness: "I will never give up, there is no light, I want to illuminate myself!" " "I am crawling slowly on the road to my dream.
A faint light warmed my heart, and I looked at it in surprise. Is this my morning star? However, the wind is still blowing, the rain is still raining hard, and the light of the morning star flashes and disappears, making it almost impossible to find it. I endure all this alone, the pain in my heart is incomprehensible, I resent, I am afraid, and my steps are slow and trembling.
I took a deep breath, straightened up slightly, tried to calm the inner waves, looked forward firmly, and my heart was a little more obsessed and persistent. And that road, at this time, is also flat.
I am walking at a brisk pace on the road to my dream. Looking back, every footprint is telling some bitterness. I think: I have withstood the hardships, and no matter how great the pain is, there is no way.
The morning star in front of us suddenly lit up, and a flashy feeling, the brightness between heaven and earth, lit up the thorns ahead. Large tracts of thorns grow unscrupulously, without gaps, and then they are as black as ashes. I walked on thorns, and blood gushed from the wound. Almost fainted several times. However, on the long thorn road, the morning star is sometimes suffocating bright; Sometimes it's dark, as if everything is back to the original point.
"I can't go out, I can only recognize ..." This voice flashed in my mind over and over again. After enjoying a happy time, I couldn't accept the gap between heaven and earth. "No-"I scarlet eyes, no longer tube with blood wound, just go forward blindly.
I ran carefully on the road to my dream. At this time, I was black and blue, but the wound was scarred.
Looking up at the sky, the morning star is so bright, but there is still a little flicker in this brightness. What is it warning me? The road ahead is still dark, and no one knows what is hidden in the darkness, let alone when the end of the darkness will come. I run on the road of chasing dreams, running in hardship and pain. This road is really difficult, but I won't give up. I will always walk firmly on this road.
Everyone has a dream, and this dream is constantly improving.
Gradually, it was frozen and became the goal of struggle, the driving force of progress and the ideal beacon. Some people want to be teachers, so that children who drop out of school can receive a good education.
Some people want to be firefighters, fighting in the front line of disaster relief. Some people want to be soldiers and defend the construction of the motherland.
Some people want to be workers and shoulder the heavy responsibility of motherland construction. Some people want to be engineers and paint the future of the motherland.
Others want to be national leaders and make China more prosperous. My dream is to be a scientist like Grandpa Qian Xuesen and invent things that are useful to the country and people.
Uncover the mystery of the universe. Although he has passed away, his great contribution to the country will always be remembered in my heart.
I know it is not easy to realize this dream. We must study hard and have persistent spirit. A few days ago, in the first class, two big brothers who lost their hands did things that normal people might not be able to do.
My brother Yang Mengheng was admitted to Sun Yat-sen University with the first place in local arts, and my brother Liu Wei played beautiful music on the piano with his feet. They paid more tears and sweat, persistence and courage than ordinary people, but they also gained success and joy.
I will follow the example of these two disabled rén dà brothers and run endlessly on the track of my dreams. The track of my dream is bumpy. Maybe I will fall down again and again, but I will definitely get up again and again until the day of success and never give up.
From the World Expo to the Asian Games, from the Great Wall to China, from my dream to the Chinese dream, dreams are hope. Dreams, like a gust of wind, blow to the future; Dreams, like a ship, float into the distance; Dreams are like a lamp, illuminating tomorrow.
9. Running on the road of chasing dreams. A specific thing. Dreams are magical nutrition, urging me to explore; Dreams are teachers, guiding me forward; Dream is a pair of wings that take me flying; Dream is a lamp that illuminates me.
Ah! The dream is ... there are setbacks on the way to chasing dreams, if your dream is to be a pilot or a climber. Then you will encounter some setbacks or ... make you feel embarrassed.
If one day you realize your dream, will you be happy or calm? Maybe you will be happy to answer: "your dream has come true, and it's strange to be unhappy!" " "But some people are different. They will calmly answer, "This is just the beginning. "They're right. Realizing dreams is not necessarily the result, but maybe just the beginning.
The road to dreams may be full of surprises. You'll have a little trouble when you try to catch up.
But God will give you some unexpected surprises for your efforts. Maybe he will secretly give you a hand and let you go up a storey still higher.
Maybe he will give you some encouragement, let your courage to fall rise again, beat those "roadblocks" and break through the clouds. There may still be good and bad things on the way to chasing dreams. Maybe when you get close to the finish line, a fatal blow will hit you.
"You're going the wrong way!" When you hear this "advice", you will fall here with a bang. Because you really ran the wrong way, although it is not far from your finish line.
But the destination belongs to someone else. Or maybe you are still 998 1 away from the finish line, and one day you will definitely run to the finish line, even if it is slower and farther than others.
But you didn't run the wrong way this time. You are running on your own track.
10. Writing on the road of chasing dreams. A specific thing. Dreams are magical nutrition, urging me to explore; Dreams are teachers, guiding me forward; Dream is a pair of wings that take me flying; Dream is a lamp that illuminates me. Ah! The dream is ...
There are setbacks in your dream pursuit, if your dream is to be a pilot or a climber. Then you will encounter some setbacks or ... make you feel embarrassed. If one day you realize your dream, you
Will you be happy or calm? Maybe you will be happy to answer: "your dream has come true, and it's strange to be unhappy!" " "But some people are different. They will calmly answer, "This is just the beginning. "they
You're right. Realizing dreams is not necessarily the result, but maybe just the beginning.
The road to dreams may be full of surprises. You'll have a little trouble when you try to catch up. But God will give you some unexpected surprises for your efforts. Maybe he will secretly give you a hand and let you go up a storey still higher. Maybe he will give you some encouragement, let your courage to fall rise again, beat those "roadblocks" and break through the clouds.
There may still be good and bad things on the way to chasing dreams. Maybe when you get close to the finish line, a fatal blow will hit you. "You're going the wrong way!" When you hear this "suggestion", you will bang.
The ground here has collapsed. Because you really ran the wrong way, although it is not far from your finish line. But the destination belongs to someone else. Or maybe you are still 998 1 away from the finish line, and you will definitely run to the finish line one day. Where is it?
I'm afraid you are slower and farther than others. But you didn't run the wrong way this time. You are running on your own track.