Seeds break through the imprisonment of rock strata and rush to the light; The eagle is not afraid of the haze of the storm and shoots into the sky; The steed broke through the reins and galloped on the battlefield; Haiyan rushed into the storm and struggled with the wind and waves. All kinds of life are pursuing ideals and running for them. So do people. Life is a wonderful process, and everyone is a passer-by of the world. Think about yourself, how to bloom the most brilliant side of life, only the pursuit. Life is everyone's battlefield, and pursuit is the backbone of motivation. To welcome the review of life and strive for it is the wealth that makes our life brilliant.

Tao Qian, you are indifferent to your ambition. You would rather "gather chrysanthemums under the hedge" and "plant beans in Nanshan" than drift with the tide in officialdom. Soft moonlight pours down from the most beautiful angle and shines on your locked forehead. I know you are worried about the national luck, but you have nowhere to show it, even though you are full of patriotism. You hate political intrigue and would rather live a free and easy life like a wild crane in the clouds, indulge in mountains and rivers and linger on poetry. Quiet country life is your pursuit.

Temujin, you have an unruly personality, and you are bent on forging a great cause. The vast grassland of "the sky is gray, the wilderness is vast, the wind blows, and no cattle and sheep can be seen" can't satisfy your desire to conquer. You still lead Mongolian soldiers into the Central Plains. That was your ideal when you were young, and you finally showed the world the brightest side of life. Your pursuit, your empire, rushes to the long river of history with time. ...

Beethoven, you don't give in to fate's judgment, hold the fate's throat tightly, write the chapter of life with your heart, tap black and white keys with your life, and play the symphony of fate. Even if you are deaf, you can't stop your yearning and pursuit of music. I understand the meaning of your life. It rises and falls like a symphony, which is intoxicating. Your heart is running, flowing with the sound of nature, running on the other side of life, pursuing the symphony of fate!

Even without Tao Qian's lofty, we can have a normal heart and pursue innocence; Even without Temujin's ambition, we can run to the ideal door and pursue our own goals in life; Even without Beethoven's musical talent, we can work hard and explore our own treasures of life.

Pursuit is the magic weapon of our brilliant life. Life goes on. Since ancient times, people who have achieved great things have not only extraordinary talents, but also perseverance and the spirit of courage to explore. Freedom? Constraints? Struggle? Struggling? Where to go, ask your heart, the direction of your heart is the vane of your pursuit.

Since we can desperately pursue the light, there is no reason for us to be imprisoned in the darkness; Since we can fly to the vast blue sky, we have no reason to be afraid of the haze of the storm; Since we can break the shackles and gallop through Yuan Ye, we have no reason to stop; Since we can rush into the danger and fight the storm, there is no reason to be afraid of retreating. Pursuit is the true meaning. Running can show the excellent posture of life.

Everyone needs to fight with pursuit and fight with running on the battlefield.

extreme

Once, the teacher was telling an old myth: there was a man who chased the sun crazily and was exhausted at last. At that time, I was a good student. I should have listened attentively and recorded the lesson of "overreaching" in my notebook, but I felt a strange feeling gushing out of my heart, frowning in memory of this man named Kuafu. If he is not exhausted, I think he will catch up with the sun. I grew up today, knowing the revolution and rotation of the earth, knowing how far the sun is from the earth, knowing how the sun rises and sets, and knowing how incredible it is for people to touch the sun. My naive thoughts have been put out by science, but what I can't put out is Kuafu's never-ending feelings. He abandoned the dullness of those two points and one line, and pursued and pursued hard. Even though he was exhausted, he did not give up his eternal dream.

Kuafu's efforts, Kuafu's self-confidence, and Kuafu's daring to do and speak make me yearn for and admire. His special "overreaching" has been deeply branded in my heart.

The sky is blue and generous, and this afternoon, it opened my heart in Wan Li, like a key. I like to swim in the sea of knowledge, and pursue it as hard as Kuafu, just to find the dream that will never fade in my heart. I lie prone in front of the window and look at the blue outside the window, which makes me want to laugh; Clouds piled up on the horizon make me want to run.

I like daydreaming, dreaming that my dream boat is sailing to the other side in the constant pursuit of shouting, and putting a halo of success on the soul I pursue. So after waking up, I have been pursuing and exploring.

I suddenly realized that I had Kuafu's blood!

I don't know if the chased Sun set off a few flustered footprints on the Changhe Plain. The sky is described in changing blue, the clouds are described in a clean way, and then I give them to my eyes for printing. We are all telling a story about Kuafu, an ancient and young myth.

Friend, go after it! Don't be intimidated by ignorant ridicule and boring threats, give up that dream! Don't walk at the crossroads of life and get nothing at the end! Don't wait, but create! Not for anything else, but for the dream that will never fade in my heart.

I thought of Kuafu again and felt that he was so close to me. I listened to the sound of blood flowing through my body, felt an unreasonable vitality, and whistled to fulfill my dream. I picked up the pen again, to explore, to pursue, to pursue that dream. ...

Tisso

Pursuit, I always thought it was biological instinct. Every creature has a mentality of wanting to be better, which is also a subconscious. To put it bluntly, it can also be attributed to selfishness. Therefore, everyone has something he pursues and believes in, or things, or things, or people. And I, I pursue the whole truth. "I hate falsehood."

I believe everyone has said such a thing. If a person lives in a false world, a false person, a false smile, a false kindness and everything, then he will definitely feel empty and unhappy. Of course, what about happiness and life? What would you do if one day you found that the world you once loved suddenly became so ugly? All you can do is smile sadly, feel pain in your heart, and gradually become smart. The world is like this, and we must try our best to protect ourselves. However, is this really what everyone wants? When surrounded by lies, no matter who. Gao chose death because he couldn't stand the filth of the world. Mr. Wu Liu chose to retire because he didn't want his thoughts to be trampled; Lin Daiyu can only bury flowers to pin all her feelings. But is it really necessary? Can't you, don't be fake in the first place?

Therefore, I pursue truth.

I like all the real things, even if it is the unbearable truth behind the beautiful picture, even if it is the truth of his drunken words, even if the butterfly was once an ugly caterpillar, I love it very much. I like the sad smile of a star after falling out of favor, I like the cry of someone who is rejected by his beloved, and I like the eyes of patients who know that their time is running out ... Those things that can make others cry are the truth I pursue. I hate going to school every day to befriend your classmates and then borrowing money from you without paying it back. I hate that when others are in trouble and need help, wealthy businessmen donate millions to report in newspapers, TV networks and various media. I hate it when a person lies to cover up his bad family ... in fact, everyone is not an idiot. A look, a guilty smile, can reveal everything. When everyone says, writes and does that, there will always be something in their bodies that will gradually decrease, decrease and decrease. ...

Finally disappear.

Caught in endless night, long cold night, unable to go out, and there will never be a glimmer of light.

So, please, keep the most beautiful purity in our hearts, please, don't let yourself regret, please, don't give up your most beautiful pursuit, please, be true.

Postscript: I only extend this article to one of my friends, hoping that she can understand what I want to say.