Let go of your dreams

"I know that my future is not a dream. I am serious every minute. My future is not a dream. My heart is following the hope..."

I believe that everyone has heard this song, and everyone has had their own dreams. When I was young, I was thinking on the grass under the sky and thinking about my future dreams. Some people want to be a knowledgeable teacher, some want to be a mighty and mighty soldier, some want to be a scientific intellectual, and my dream is to be a holy white angel. Doctors.

Dreams inspire us to move forward. It can't be seen or touched, but it is the driving force for us to work hard. It is our goal to define our own life and to fight for it. This dream has taken a deep root in my young mind, and these things have to be said from what happened in my childhood -

When I was six years old, I went to the first grade of the country. One day, the language teacher asked us what our ideals are. I said, "Teacher, I want to be a doctor. Because I want to cure people who are not good." So, an accidental opportunity made me see my dreams. Flowering, dreams are blooming, dreams are taking off.

When I was eight years old, my grandfather was seriously ill. I went to the hospital to see him. The white wall set off his pale face. Grandpa saw me coming. He sat up with his weak and thin hand. At that time, I secretly vowed in my heart: "Be sure to study hard and grow up to be a doctor. For the grandfather to cure the disease, let more people see the dawn of life and confidently welcome life."

In the autumn of 11 years old, the geese flew south, the dead leaves fell, the scenery was pleasant, but Grandpa died. I still remember that afternoon, I just got down from the school bus and saw that my grandfather's house was full of people. My grandmother and my aunt's eyes were red and swollen, and there was silence around. I immediately flew to the grandfather's spirit, and suddenly understood everything. I thought that I would never get the care of my grandfather again. My tears that didn't stand up were like springs. I seem to see Grandpa laughing at me again, and I remembered my grandfather's love for me. At this time, my thoughts flew to the distance.

When I was a child, my parents had been working in the field. I have been growing up in the cradle of grandparents' care. Once, the children in the same village had to eat ice cream. I asked my grandfather to buy it for me. But there was no shop nearby, and Grandpa left. I went to buy it for ten miles. When I got home, I found that Grandpa’s shoes were worn out. I only felt that my nose was sour and there was a feeling that I couldn’t tell.

Grandpa's love is a silent song. Grandpa's love holds an umbrella for me, and I gradually become a strong tree on the road without sand.

Some people say that dreams are a flower, and it can bloom slowly. With a dream, you have a bright future. But I think that dreams can be woven, and with dreams, we can reach the peak of success and move towards an ideal life.

If everyone in the world loses his dream, then he is like a walking dead.

Doing a lifetime, doing nothing. We must rely on our own strength to create a colorful future, with a firm belief, and constantly struggle, in order to turn dreams into reality.

Say to yourself: "comeon", everything will change. Because you will see the dream in the bud, in the flowering, in the result. Imagine, work hard, and fight for your dreams.

Let us fly our dreams, insert a pair of eagle wings for our dreams, fight the wind and rain, and bravely fly in the vast sky.

The first class of the seven classes of Shihe Center Middle School in Wucheng District, Anhui Province: Li Liping