Write 1 on the road of chasing dreams. Some things don't stick to hope, but stick to it.
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The sun sets in the west, Wei Yun curls, and colorful sleeves generally brush the mountains and seas; Liu Hui, blowing water like a bronze mirror. After a bumpy day and a tired sun, it finally lay on its side in the mountains, and the sun shone on everything for the last time. At the moment, Xu Feng is blowing, and the twilight is reflected in the paintings on the wall. There are countless waves in my heart.
I have studied art for nearly two years. My father is an art teacher, so he became my first teacher.
Behind every success are countless sweats and tears. Sketching is my saddest hurdle. To me, sketch is just like its black-and-white and boring lines, and it is a tasteless world.
In the afternoon, my father asked me to come in and paint as usual. Learn physical sketch today. Father cut to the chase. There is an apple on the desk. My father demonstrated it several times on the drawing paper, and then showed me some sketches of others. This is not the same as drawing geometric objects before, so why it is so complicated. It's a piece of cake for me. The reason for this overconfidence. My father and classmates praised my geometric sketch before.
At first, I was confident in painting, and there was nothing wrong with the outline or anything. But then, I began to get off track. "I always can't handle the intersection of light and shade and lines. I painted an apple into a black briquette. After my father pointed out and corrected me eight times but not ten times, I began to have the idea of going back on my word. Looking at the apple that looks like a black coal ball on the drawing paper, I feel more and more depressed and distressed: where is the transition between light and dark? How should the lines transition? Why did you draw well before, but now you can't? I draw even the most basic ones so badly that it is impossible to draw complicated ones in the future. It's too difficult. Maybe I'm not suitable for painting.
I remembered my dream. I want to be a painter. I can travel around the world and paint all the beautiful scenery. No, I shouldn't give up. I have survived all the difficulties I learned before. If I give up now, what I learned before will be in vain. Dreams are roses with thorns. No matter how hard and tired you are, you must fulfill your dream and take it off. Hold on a little longer, just for a moment.
I calmed down, regained my confidence and practiced on paper again and again. In the next year, every time I want to give up or encounter difficulties, I will insist again and again. Many things happen. "When I want to give up again and again, with persistent and hard work again and again, the rigid and boring lines have finally become vivid and beautiful webs."
Now I am still too immature in the field of painting, and I still need time to experience and persist. I hope to keep my heart and realize my dream.
I have been on the road of chasing dreams.
When I was a child, I thought you were beautiful and led a group of birds flying around. When I was a child, I thought you were great, and the last sentence was earth-shattering. When I grow up, I become you, only to know that the classroom is full of hope, and you will always keep the nest. I will be you when I grow up. This is my favorite song, because it sings the dream in my heart.
When I was in kindergarten, I watched the teacher lead a group of children, laughing and chasing together. Inadvertently, any fussy child will always kneel down and hold our little hands, gently coax us and tell us the truth, and the children will immediately be suddenly enlightened and play hand in hand. When I was a child, I suddenly felt that the teacher had magical power. Gradually, the image of a teacher has been defined in my mind, and I hope I can have this ability.
In primary school, the teacher was really amiable. In class, he smiled and taught us knowledge, and the teacher would seriously deal with mistakes. After class, we chat. As soon as the teacher came in, everyone shut up and listened to the teacher. The teacher is so prestigious, and I am more determined to be a teacher when I grow up.
I sow the seeds of my dream in my heart, and I carefully water it in my life to urge him to sprout and let him grow.
So, I took my little sister, taught her to write and draw, and played with her. But children just can't control it and lose their temper easily. I won't coax them. I lost patience and became depressed. I think I can't even manage a child well. How tired it is to be a teacher and manage a group of children. I began to hesitate about my dream. But as long as I sang the song "I will be you when I grow up", I strengthened my faith again, cheered up, made faces at my sister and sang nursery rhymes. He finally laughed and played with me again. I suddenly felt gratified that the results of my long-term efforts finally paid off. I sighed and smiled happily.
More than a hundred years ago, a poor shepherd took his two sons and lived by herding sheep. One day, when they saw a flock of geese flying away, they made up their minds to fly like geese. The shepherd encouraged them: "As long as you have faith, you can fly." They worked hard and finally succeeded one day. They are the Wright brothers who invented the airplane.
Life is a difficult dream-chasing process. I know the road ahead is bumpy, but no matter how much effort I make, I must cross this hurdle, go to the other side of my dream, taste the joy of success and enjoy the happiness of success.
Perhaps, the place where dreams begin is right beside you, as long as you are on the road to chasing dreams.
On the Road of Pursuing Dreams Composition 3 "Every time I wander between dreams and reality, I will choose dreams, and I will never cry on the road of pursuing dreams …" On the road of pursuing dreams, my dreams may change, but what remains unchanged is my heart of pursuing dreams.
My original dream was to be a painter. At that time, I begged my mother to sign me up for many art training classes. There was a lively and interesting art class on the ground, and it was really enthusiastic to look at the small works full of childlike interest drawn by the pen tip. When I was a child, I liked to pursue art.
When we are a little older, we begin to learn to write. I'm also interested in this matter. Beautiful words attract me like magnets. I was infected by the magical connotation of Chinese and began to study this skill. Innovation and exploration have become the magic weapon of my writing path. Although I am far from excellent, I participated in two "Olympic Mathematics" composition competitions under the recommendation of my teacher, and both won the second prize. I remember the moment I learned that I won the prize, and my heart seemed to take off with excitement. I dream of becoming a writer.
In the senior stage of primary school, I was fascinated by those logical numbers and symbols. I once dreamed of becoming a mathematician, but the achievements of my predecessors left me behind. Just when I almost gave up, a contestant's speech in the variety show "I am an orator" inspired me: "Without mathematics, there would be no science, and there would be no our present life. If the people around you love mathematics, please don't hurt his self-confidence; If you love math, stick to it! " I was greatly inspired: I want to pursue my dream!
What is the dream? Dreams are the road to growth and the pursuit and goal of life. I have never forgotten my dream. ...
Everyone has their own dreams, some people want to be scientists, some people want to be doctors, some people want to be teachers ... Therefore, I have always had a dream in my heart, that is to be a dancer. With a beautiful dream, I grow up day by day, and the footsteps of chasing dreams have been walking, because dreams are constantly changing with age. The road to chasing dreams is long and bumpy.
When we first started to learn dance, the teacher taught us to practice horse characters. The first time I cut it off, I screamed in pain. I see others are doing it, and they are all doing it better than me. I was not convinced, so I gritted my teeth and continued practicing. Sleeping in bed at night, tossing and turning, my leg hurts unbearable. The next day, I still insisted on training. A few weeks later, I succeeded. The teacher praised me and said I was the best dancer.
After countless falls, I still choose to get up, gently pat off the dust on my clothes and tell myself to move on.
I remember one time, I accidentally broke my leg while practicing Ma Zi, and I couldn't walk for several days. My parents saw it in their eyes and it hurt in their hearts, so they told me not to learn dancing again. I resisted and said, "I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want it." Others are doing better than me, and I can't let them surpass me. "
Soon after, the teacher said that he would take us to a dance competition in the city and let me lead the dance. I was very excited to hear this exciting news. Suddenly, I felt a little flattered. When I got home, I told my parents the news. Mom and Dad were livid and said, "What are you doing? Have you forgotten the last injury? " "I ... why can't I go?" So I had a big fight with my parents and finally went. I played very well on the day of the game and was on TV.
I once lost myself, and too many setbacks made me want to give up, but if I give up, everything I have done before will be wasted, and my dream will only be farther away from me, so I still choose to stick to it. This long and bumpy road not only taught me how to solve difficulties, but also taught me how to persist and never give up.
Written on the road of chasing dreams, spring is dazzling because of the embellishment of flowers; The night is deep and charming because of the dress of stars; Life is full of hope because of dreams.
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Remember us in primary school? That's right. We seem a little ignorant and ridiculous. Just entering the first journey of life, we still don't know what a dream is. It's like a long-distance race, and we just stood at the starting line, ready to go.
Six years of primary school life, there have been countless laughter, applause, disappointment and tears. And all this is intertwined, which is called: growth.
After too many successes and failures, we finally came to the second journey of life: entering junior high school.
Entering junior high school, we still seem a little immature and green. Most importantly, we began to have our own dreams. In countless applause and flowers, ridicule and satire, we achieved our dreams.
Looking back on my first day, although I have a little adult breath, I am still childish like a child. Our dreams at that time were always so beautiful. Some people say that we are unrestrained; Some people say that we are whimsical; Some people say that we were daydreaming. But we never wavered. No matter what others say or think, we are all teenagers running on the road of chasing dreams. We are going our own way, dreaming our own dreams, and marching towards success day by day.
Time flies, another spring and autumn has passed, and we have entered the second journey of junior high school life. I became a junior two student. At this point, we have a little pride, and we can face our seventh-grade schoolmates like big brothers and big sisters. When they first came, we may have laughed at their confusion, but we forgot the embarrassment of the past. At this time, we are just like the slightly ahead runners in the long-distance race.
We are no longer young and frivolous in the second day of junior high school, and we begin to enter a new space in the second day of junior high school, called: Book Mountain and Sea. Remember the scene where the test papers were flying all over the sky? Why did we start to panic at that time? Even if I embarked on my graduation journey, why did I suddenly feel at a loss? It seems that we have really grown up.
With pleasant but somewhat heavy steps, we really embarked on this graduation journey. We have become the most powerful group on campus; Graduates.
Life in the ninth grade is no longer as relaxed and happy as it used to be. Every day we seem to be racing against time, but we always feel that time is far from enough. Volunteer registration, physical education class, physical and chemical experiments, consolidation exercises, all the projects are like floods, but we can only face them. Because, this road of chasing dreams can't stop.
Countless questions every day, we are all working hard for the left-back sprint in junior high school; Sweating faces on the playground, we are all challenging ourselves for our dreams. No matter how hard it is, we should grit our teeth and say to ourselves: Our goal is only one, and that is to be admitted to the county high school!
In everyone's heart, there is a beautiful dream. The dog's dream is to grow up in a pile of bones, the leaf's dream is never to leave the tree's arms, the athlete's dream is to get a gold medal with good grades, and the donkey friend's dream is to travel around the world. Because of his beautiful dream, he embarked on a journey of chasing dreams.
My dream is colorful. Because on the way to chasing dreams, my dreams change with time.
My childhood dream was to have a princess-like life, free and carefree. At that time, I was very naive, unable to understand the hardships of my parents making money and how many times I prayed to my parents for the result of my dreams. Parents want to be satisfied, but there is nothing they can do. In this way, the starting point of chasing dreams, I met with bumps, and my dreams turned into bubbles. How I hope my young heart can be encouraged, and how I look forward to my dream coming true!
At the beginning of primary school, my dream was to be an excellent student, with outstanding performance in the class. With this dream, I began to work hard. I always finish the homework assigned by the teacher carefully. Later, I gradually felt the severity of the teacher and the pressure of homework. Once again, I feel the difficulty of realizing my dream. Sometimes, I really want to stop and don't want to insist. I often think that as a thin child, I don't need to suffer so much to pursue a dream. At that time, I envied children younger than me!
When I was in the sixth grade, my dream was to be admitted to the dream good middle school. That school is the school that everyone yearns for. Therefore, I made up my mind to be admitted to that school. In my spare time, I will dream about the happy days of entering that school like a dream. But at the same time, I still have questions: Is that school really as beautiful as I imagined? This question is really a mystery to me. Alas! I'm still unwilling, and I'm still full of expectations for that school. When the rainbow is about to appear, my clear heart is full of clouds. I heard that the entrance examination of that school was very difficult, and many people failed. I'm a little at a loss: how can I be admitted as a rural child? Many children in the city will take the exam. They are all better than me. How can I get the admission list? Although I really want to give up, I thought that the flower of dreams would bloom brilliantly for me, so I chose to persist, because I firmly believe that the sweat of hard work will bloom this beautiful flower of dreams.
When I was in middle school, I was admitted to my dream middle school. My dream bloomed for me, but it didn't come true. Because I have never been to middle school, I can't adapt to the environment there. It's weird. After so many struggles, I gave up. Maybe the school is far from home, and I care about my parents, and I don't want to be too far away from them.
Now I am studying in a rural school. He doesn't have the luxury of the city, but he has a unique sense of intimacy. At this time, the seed of a new dream fell on the soil and began to sprout. It brings me new hope. This dream is-I don't know if I am strong enough to get into a good high school. Will I choose to give up after passing the exam? But all this is under my control. In the morning, facing the rising sun, I walked forward with confidence in my life and study.
On the road of chasing dreams, too many hardships make my courage decline, and dreams are like a pump, always encouraging me to stand up again and again in the face of difficulties, full of expectations for the future and move on.
Life is not dark because of dreams, but colorful because of dreams. In the process of pursuing dreams, difficulties are sometimes like stumbling blocks, but we can overcome them and climb the peak of success.
At the beginning of middle school, I wandered for a long time. Now, I want to leave this website and start my journey again.
Everyone has dreams, big and small, and has been working hard to realize them all his life, but the most important thing in life is not just to enjoy the happiness of dreams coming true, but to enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way. Because in the process of chasing dreams, there are joy of success and depression of falling, but as long as I have a dream, I will go forward bravely!
Dreams accompany our family along the way. My father's dream is to finish "seven plus two". "Seven plus two" is to climb the highest peaks in Asia, South America, North America, Africa, Europe, Antarctica and Oceania and reach the North and South poles. Until now, he is still working hard for his dream. He has completed two of them-the highest peak in Europe and the highest peak in Oceania. In order to exercise his physical strength, he has been practicing marathon hard. He has challenged his limits again and again, from 5 km, 10 km, 20 km, 30 km, and now he can complete a complete marathon, 42.6438+095 km! In order to lose weight, he used to eat "no meat and no joy", but now he has become a "herbivore". His strong willpower not only makes me admire, but also makes colleagues around him give him a thumbs up. He has been making unremitting efforts for his dream! My mother's dream is to "make the sky bluer and the water clearer in China, and let the people live a happy life". My mother knows there is still a long way to go before this goal, but she won't give up. She used to be an electric worker, but she found that the burning of coal for power generation produced a lot of smoke pollution, which made the sky gloomy, so she decided to control air pollution. She not only went to Europe, but also went to the United States to learn advanced environmental protection technology. After returning to China, she set up her own environmental protection company and has been working hard for environmental management.
I have dreams too. My dream is not big, but it is not simple. I hope I can get into a good key high school and a university that suits me, so that I can have a broader space and a bigger dream. On the way of chasing dreams, I know that there is a diligent way in Shushan, and there is no limit to learning the sea. But no matter how hard it is, I believe that as long as I walk with my dreams and books, plus the encouragement of my parents and the smiles of my classmates, I will definitely move forward calmly. Maybe the sea is ahead, maybe the flame, but as long as I work hard, I won't regret it.
Although three years of junior high school is not so simple, the road ahead is doomed to be bumpy, but I believe that in front of infinite thorns, it must be the sunny road, the other side of happiness and dreams.
My dream, a dream that can really be pursued, makes me no longer hesitate and wander, and firmly walk out of the sunshine avenue of life. I must have walked a lot. When I woke up, I was not in bed, but on the way to pursue my dream. ...
On the way to chasing dreams, I always have such moments-otherwise you will stand in a crowded crowd, but the surrounding disturbances seem to have nothing to do with me. I, alone, look at the world coldly. I also want to be happy, but loneliness seems to be with me all the time. My world seems to be a black-and-white TV without any color.
Finally, one day, my world turned into color, and colors I never found appeared. This is a dream! Because of my dream, I am no longer lonely and confused; Because of my dream, my life is full of vitality; Because of the dream, the vegetation is revived and everything is lush.
At the moment when I had a dream, I recognized my heart-I wanted to be a people's teacher.
Since ancient times, there have been "silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will cry the wick away every night." "Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently." We praise the teacher with such beautiful sentences. What a great profession a teacher is! On the platform, the teacher commented and talked beautifully about the article. It seems that knowledge will be revealed and students will admire it. Teachers are guides for all students, people who are admired, and a beautiful and sacred place. I also want to be a person who warms children's hearts with love, a person respected by thousands of students, and a person who undertakes the inheritance of human civilization!
But gradually, I found that the road to success is full of thorns ... others are laughing and playing, and I am struggling in the sea of questions. The sincere teaching of teachers and the ardent expectations of parents have been lingering in my ears. The hardships of life and study make me overwhelmed. I am afraid of disappointing them, and I am even more afraid of disappointing my dreams. Therefore, whenever I want to give up, my family and teachers will become my knockers to knock on my heart. In the end, I chose to insist.
Try to treat things around you with an optimistic attitude. I just want to do everything well and be worthy of myself, because I know that it is difficult to be perfect when I am disturbed, no matter right or wrong. Even if I finally wash Fanghua, I have no regrets. "Without struggle, there is no youth." ..... On the road of dreams, my steps remain the same, and my pursuit remains the same. ...
I have been on the road of dreams!