Hope, there is no passion at that moment. I remember writing such a sentence in my diary on the first day of school: "Let me hold up the hot sun of the new semester with my own hands." This sentence is indeed a resounding rhetoric. But what about reality? I didn't hold up the sun in my life, but when I pulled the sun to the ground for only a fraction, I lost my strength. That was the real failure in my life. I tried everything to succeed, but I still didn't succeed. I am not ashamed to see my promise turn into a soap bubble and my brand-new self become a thing of the past. "The sun of my life has risen. It rises high. I stood on it and looked down at the world like a giant. " Ahem! This is fantasy again, fantasy, fantasy. You virtually turned me into a Q. Should I use fantasy to seek spiritual liberation? No, "Where there is fantasy, there is hope." I heard a deafening sound, which was encouraged by my teachers, classmates and parents. I know my road to success is full of dangers and bumps, but I also have flowers and light. I firmly believe that "I was born useful", and I can do what others can do. I want to take this moment as a turning point of success and move towards success step by step. I've always been opportunistic. Go to hell! I always have no perseverance. I want to say goodbye to you resolutely! The dull days are gone forever in my life and memory! If you don't freeze, you can't smell plum blossoms. I want to bid farewell to the helpless rebellion, because I still have fantasies and hope to start here! Success starts here!