dream

Dreams are the goal of letting one person fight, and the premise of letting one's life blossom. Because of the dream, I pursue it; because of the dream, the flower of the nation can bloom. Dreams are perfect and cannot be described in words. Dreams are also simple. Sometimes, you only need to take a little step, your heart will meet a little bit, but you will have new goals.

Everyone has a dream. The country has dreams, the nation has dreams, the family has dreams, and I have dreams.

I have read a story in which the dream is not a dream if it can be changed at will. I think so too, but I have different dreams from others.

When I was 3 years old, my dream was to see the "seven colors of flowers"; when I was 5 years old, my dream was to feel the nature; when I was 7 years old, my dream was to learn a bicycle; what is my dream now?

Now, I want to be the chief reporter after I grow up. Dad told me that when reporters not only want to write well, but also express their ability. So while I was studying, I kept going to the library once a week. I want to be the chief reporter not because of the high salary, but because I want people to take a look at the poverty of the children in the mountains, let people know that there are some children around us who have not learned, even if they can, not sitting in the car. Going to school, but going to school every day to go to the mud, I want these children to learn, eat and drink, this is the happiest.

Although my dream is only one, I believe that as long as this dream is realized, my dreams will start again. I know, I know, this dream is big, big, big and unbearable, but for the country, it is just a small footprint, but if each of us step on the footprint of this dream, then all The world is a footprint.

My dream, national dream, national dream, world dream!