Chasing the dream

Chasing the dream

God gave me a pair of wings,

The wings of dreams take me to fly,

The eyes are filled with the desire for the future,

The power of dreams makes sorrow release.

--Inscription

Taking advantage of the dream of flowers, the flowers are fascinated by the fruitfulness of the fruit. So the butterfly told him that it was eager to fly and dared to break free from the bondage of warmth; so the fruit said to the flowers, to be happy with the results, to brave the branches, and fall into the mud.

I am a nephew, a flower, a nephew who dares to chase a dream, a flower that longs for a dream. This little nephew, a little flower, never gave up on the pursuit of dreams...

I am a nephew who can sing.

When I was young, I liked to sing. At every gathering, every festival I saw that I stood on the stage and sang to everyone. But I still can't help but be nervous. I have to be ashamed. I have been standing in front of the stage many times but I have to retreat because I am not brave enough to face so many faces. Even if I am familiar with it, I can’t get acquainted with it... I still can’t get rid of this. Only the warmth of the bondage, dare not open the voice.

At this time, a voice rang in my ear: If you are an extraordinary nephew, you are eager to fly, become a beautiful butterfly, and fly in peace.

Yes, I am a nephew, a nephew full of dreams, a nephew who can sing, I am eager to fly, longing for that courage. I won't back down because I have the belief to pursue the dream of breaking into a butterfly.

I am a flower that can write.

Just this year, I found that I fell in love with calligraphy, and the words I wrote were not very good. I saw the behavior of a classmate who was much stronger than myself. It was very elegant and very chic, and my heart was inevitably envious and embarrassed. When I have time, I will practice with copybooks at home, master the structure of words, and learn the essence of calligraphy. But I didn't succeed, I didn't make much progress, I want to give up.

At this time, a voice rang in my ear: If you are an extraordinary flower, you will be happy with the result, willing to fall, leaving the most beautiful fruit.

Yes, I am a flower, a flower full of dreams, a flower that can write, I long for results, longing for that attachment. I will not be timid because I have the belief of pursuing a dream of falling into the mud.

Then, in a silent day, the dream came quietly, rooted, sprouted, the tender roots touched the heart of the flower and the heart, the soft branches and leaves swayed with the anxiety of breaking through, so the dream would fly.

Dream bloom

One day, I confidently sang a birthday song for her in front of her classmates. She smiled and your voice was good.

At that time, I participated in the calligraphy competition with full confidence. The results came out and turned out to be the first prize in the department.

Abandoning the life of the beggar, having the ethereal spirit of the butterfly; discarding the splendor of the flower, the fullness of the fruit. I will not give up, because I firmly believe that I will not be ordinary, I have the belief to pursue my dreams. My efforts have earned me pride, and I am proud of myself. I am a butterfly, a fruitful fruit, and my dreams have quietly bloomed.

A voice rang in my ear: God gave me a pair of wings, the wings of dreams took me to fly, my eyes filled with the desire for the future, and the power of dreams let sorrow be released. I will continue to pursue my dreams, I have dreams, I believe, my persistence, my confidence, my persistence, my future will be more exciting because of the flying of dreams!

Third day: Deng Lin