Glimmering light in the mind

The shimmer that flashed through the soul is the hope of flying!
--Inscription

I don’t know what year and month, a little girl is doing at the window and looking at the blue sky. There is a glimmer of light in the heart, I want to have a pair of wings, fly to the sky, find heaven. She is just thinking about it... And on the other side of the earth, there are two little boys who think so. Unlike the little girl, they work hard, even if they have a thousand failures, they will experiment with the thousandth. once. They really succeeded, invented the plane and completed the dream of the little girl. They became heroes in people's hearts, they are the Wright brothers.

Morning, school, noon, dinner, evening, sleep. This is my day of life. Most people's lives are estimated to be similar to me, and they are unchanged. But we still have illusions. Sometimes, you may work hard for what you have in your heart. For example, become an inventor, writer, musician. Create something that others have not created. This kind of inspiration, I call it "the glimmer of light in my heart." However, perhaps you give up because of a few words of your mother, and your friends’ cynicism is half-way. After many years, you see that your past discovery is in the hands of others. Are you helpless?

I have a wish, I hope that the text I write can be a beautiful article. I think that when I grow up, I may become a writer of a unique style. My name is a household name. When I was a child, I wanted to buy a beautiful book. I wrote a diary every day to make my life full and sleep with a warm smile. Fantasy is fantasy, because it is not realized. At night, my homework is always piled up. I always lie down on the bed with a day of tiredness, and I don’t sleep very sweet. The long-awaited composition class is always ruthlessly occupied by the language teacher. My Sunday is always replenished and my homework is full... In my words, I am really helpless.

The shimmering light in my heart, I want to fly you in my heart, maybe tomorrow, I will realize you. The night was quiet, the full moon was gone, the person in the bed was asleep, and a sweet smile was hanging in her mouth. In her dream, she saw her future.

Save the shimmer in your heart, and one day it will be done in your hands.
--postscript

Third day: pigs fighting for their dreams