A long time ago, people were very eager to fly freely in the air, so people tried hard and experienced hardships. Finally, the Wright brothers' first plane helped people meet the common aspirations of people all over the world. Why can an airplane fly into the sky? It is because of desire that generations struggle to fly to the sky.
Decades ago, with the rapid development of aircraft technology, helicopters, bombers and passenger planes appeared ... people didn't want to just soar in the air. So, scientists began to fight for flying into space again. Through the joint efforts of all countries in the world, Russia launched the first manned space shuttle, and a few weeks later, the manned spacecraft landed safely. People all over the world rejoiced. A few years later, China and the United States also launched satellites and manned spacecraft. In this way, mankind conquered the universe again.
Desire, a mysterious word, is invisible and intangible, but it has infinite power and makes people go forward bravely.
Edison had a wish and invented the electric light, phonograph and other things that helped people. Baker has an eager and elegant man who invented the telephone. It seems that desire is an indispensable part of human progress.
Of course, I can't live without desire. As soon as I entered junior high school, my wish came. I am eager to get on well with my classmates, and my grades are among the best in my class. I have been working tirelessly for this goal. Desire gave me strength, so that I was not afraid of setbacks in study, failures and difficulties in communication, and bravely faced the ups and downs of life.
I am eager for generations of people to fight for it, for scientists to work for it, and for me to make progress. Human beings can't live without desire, and desire can't lose human beings. People without desires are like dead branches and rotten leaves, lifeless; People who are eager are like the red sun, thriving. Desire is defiled, you should wash it with the purity of your heart; I lost my desire. Go get it back. Be careful next time.
The sky is clear and the weather on the road is just right. Let's light the fire of desire together, and let desire take us up together.
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Flowers sprout, grass sprouts, eagles spread their wings and birds fly; Dreams germinate, ideals germinate, and my mind spreads its wings. I want to fly higher.
I am a bird eager to fly, eager to soar in the fourteen-year-old sky, and the yearning heaven will never disappear. A hopeful bird just looks at the blue sky. He envies the eagles flying high, flocks of geese, distant mountains and waters, beautiful natural scenery, and …
However, it didn't fly, and he didn't know if he had grown up. Some people say that when he grows up and flies back, he can't live without his parents. Some people say that he didn't grow up, but he grew all the feathers, learned to fly, and had hopes and dreams.
When he got up the courage to fly to the new sunrise, he was surprised to find himself covered by an invisible net. He can only stay with his parents every day and live a comfortable but sad life. At this time, how much he wanted to spread his wings and fly to the place full of dreams.
That night, he dreamed that he spread his wings, escaped from the invisible net, left his parents and wanted to fly away with the rising sun. He is glad to be free. He said hello to swans, smiled at geese, flirted with the breeze and waved to white clouds. Everything is new and beautiful. He admired the magnificence of rivers, the magnificence of mountains, the vastness of the sea and the tranquility of the secluded forest. He was more excited and happy than ever before. All kinds of clouds; That smoke is ethereal; Colorful light; The colorful rainbow ... the beautiful natural scenery intoxicated the birds eager to fly.
However, this is just a dream. Birds eager to fly are still in the invisible net, still looking at the new rising sun, still eager to fly in the fourteen-year-old sky, and still dreaming of beautiful natural scenery.
The sun rises again and the birds are still sighing. ...
The sighing bird is me, and I am a bird eager to fly. I want to fly higher, I want to fly in the sky, I want to soar in the sky of fourteen. I firmly believe that this is not Conan's dream. Dreams always have results, and birds always fly.
Birds will fly. ...