The debate in high school: chasing dreams

If the soul has no place to live, it wanders everywhere.

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Dream is a dewdrop in the desert; Dreams are comfort in sadness and disappointment; Dreams are people's deepest desires. The poet Li Bai once said: "Poverty is strong, and it does not fall into the sky." In this complicated society, what we can't lose most is the faith in our hearts. Believe what we can dream, we can realize it.

I remember when I was at school, I always liked to talk to my classmates about stars and beautiful songs in the world. Especially Jason's song "We Are All the Same" is my favorite. As long as every time the music plays, I can't help humming, "I think we are all the same, longing for the light of our dreams." Don't say disappointment easily when we are happy and hesitant all the way. " This sentence really touched me deeply!

Now we have experienced too many worldly baptism and seem to have lost ourselves. The so-called dream in my heart has long since disappeared with the passage of time. Now, the dream looks like a fantasy. Dreams are no longer the center of gravity in our hearts, but seem to be passers-by in life. It's like a flash in the pan at night, as if it had never lived in our hearts.

In fact, each of us is not without dreams, but with the change of time, over time, our hearts are numb. Feel that life is no different; Just take it one day at a time. I always feel that some previous dreams can be said to be delusions. So I think dreams are beyond our reach. After a long time, our dreams are forgotten. When we pick up the memories of dreams again, we will have a sense of accomplishment. Because light and hope always belong to those who truly believe that dreams come true.

Li Zhengdao, an 82-year-old Nobel Prize winner in physics, has never given up his research on frontier issues such as black holes, dark matter and neutrinos. Just because he has a heart full of dreams, he knows that with dreams, there will be hope and the fruits of his painstaking research. Qu Yuan, the great poet I met, had a dream. When he was young, regardless of the opposition of his elders, he secretly read the Book of Songs alone in the cave, familiarized himself with 305 songs of the Book of Songs, and absorbed nutrition from many folk songs, eventually becoming a great poet.

A person can be poor and humble, but he can't live without dreams. Believe that the light after darkness is still beautiful; I believe that no matter how big the storm is, it can't stop us from pursuing our dreams. As long as the dream exists for one day, you can change your situation and your destiny!