No one has an ideal sail in his heart, and there is no bright shore in his heart. Just don't forget to carry the white sail.
The sea, how bitter, how astringent and how salty.
She looked at the colorful clouds and wanted to fly; She looked at the lark and wanted to sing; She looked at the peacock and wanted to dance. I hope
Facing the sea, I want to run to the other side of the ideal.
The leaves of the phoenix tree next to the house are yellow-green, green-yellow, and the river in front of the house rises and falls, rising and falling; As before
What remains unchanged is that the ship full of hope in its heart is always heading in one direction and persistently heading for a magnificent place.
On the way to the other side, you are bound to meet tides and waves; It is bound to encounter bumps, setbacks and difficulties; no
Avoid any hesitation; Life is like this, the journey seems difficult, but it has a different flavor and seems long.
But it is very short. Go with the flow if you don't chase, and always give up halfway.
I have an ideal, that is, to devote myself to the ocean of knowledge and lay a brick for my future happy life.
I have an ideal. I hope everyone dares to challenge, struggle and strive to add passion and vitality to the world.
I have an ideal, that is, the people of the motherland are happy and healthy, the country is rich and strong, and people can communicate with each other.
The true feelings and happiness here surround everyone at any time and anywhere.
Although I know these ideals are not easy to realize, I firmly believe that eternal faith and will will eventually come true.
Overcome everything.