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The power of dreams, you and me.
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If life is a sturdy building, if life is a sailing ship, if life is a big tree, if life is a mean river, if life is a soaring goshawk Then the dream is the pillar of the dome, that is, the host of the pilot, that is, the deep root of the tree, that is, the solid river bed, that is, the wing of the wing, there is no dream, the power of life will disappear, no dream, life The vitality is turned into nothing, and there is no dream. The beauty of life will go away.

We have youth, we have dreams, we stand up firmly in the test failures again and again, we see dreams in tears again and again, back to the high school time of three years, there is sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, maybe life is A cup of multi-flavored water, all kinds of sour and sweet, but when you want to say it one by one, you find that you don't know where to start. Some people say that when the memories are peeled off like onions, there is always a piece of tears in your face. For me, I know that it is a memory of high school.

In the face of the college entrance examination, we dreamed of being admitted to the university in our hearts. We weave a beautiful university dream in our hearts. We are carrying the expectations of our parents. The teacher’s expectations, we are brave in the direction of our dreams, and we look forward to the title of the gold medal. Maybe we are like sunflowers, the university dream is the sun, we have always been in the direction of dreams, where there is light, we have our dreams, it is the power of dreams that keeps us fighting.

Every night, countless students pick up the lights and read them at night. In memory, the taste of the college entrance examination is the taste of coffee. Every time I read the lamp on the desk, my mother will quietly walk into my room, put the coffee on my desk, and then touch my head and tell me not to Too tired, then quietly left. I always stay up all night to read the ancient Chinese poetry until I fall asleep on the desk, and the math problem that will never be solved and the English words accompanying me to sleep with the mp3 repeatedly in my ear, the wall will always be Filled with unrecognizable mathematical formulas and words, the wall of the room is full of pink sticky notes, the white walls have turned pink, I know that it is the color of dreams, warm and happy, desk On a stack of notebooks, the top of the notebook is the focus of the classroom. My impression of the college entrance examination is a string of long mathematical formulas and English letters. Open the book, the first sentence above is always "the world is not difficult, only I am afraid of someone," that is what the teacher gave me. This has become my motto. He has spurred me to keep moving forward and overcome the difficulties of learning.

When I lose the mock exam again and again, I will see my dreams, so I will always tell myself to try hard to try not to stick to the fate of the imprisonment, listen to the fate of the perfunciation, but to strangle the door to success, Let it open a new world. When I want to give up again and again, I will remember the words of Paul Kochakin. "The life of a person is precious. Life is only once for people. The life of a person should be In this way, when he looks back, he will not repent because of his vain, and will not be ashamed of his inaction. At the end of his life, he can say: 'The whole energy of my whole life has been dedicated to The most magnificent cause in the world - to fight for the liberation of mankind. 'People should hurry to live a full life, because other diseases or tragic accidents can suddenly end his life at any time." Yes! We have youth and dreams, so we should fight for our dreams. Only the flowers that have been sweated will be more beautiful. Only the fingers that have passed through the blood can pop the world sing. Life must go through every level, no matter what. Don't give up when you encounter any difficulties.

However, the reality is cruel. Just after the college entrance examination was released, I heard the broken voice of the dream. I suddenly remembered the line of "艋舺": "Which direction the wind is blowing, which direction the grass will fall in. When young, I used to think that I was a wind. But in the end I was bruised and bruised, I realized that we were all just grass." But I smiled and faced the failure of the college entrance examination. Although I did not enter my ideal university, I set foot on it. On the journey to another school, I have tried hard in the past three years. During my college dreams, I have sweated and passed through tears, but that time has become the most important memory of my life. It is also the most valuable asset in my life, because the power of dreams makes me break through the difficulties and reach the other side of success. The power of dreams is like a clear spring, so that my once distressed soul is moistened; the dream is to be a star, leading me out of the confused predicament and guiding me to success. The power of dreams is strong, believe in dreams, believe in miracles, let us raise our heads to catch up with the sun, carry our dreams, go to our university, the power of dreams, you and me, our university is no longer a dream!

First day: Yan Wangxian