Epiphyllum is willing to be lonely for a long time for its long-term dream; In order to soar in the blue sky, the eagle resolutely accepted a severe test; Rainbow dares to withstand the baptism of wind and rain for colorful dreams; Meteors would rather pay a heavy price for their instant beautiful dreams. What is my dream?

Ten years ago, my idea was still immature. I dreamed that one day I could knit with the Weaver Girl, race with Kuafu, learn from the Monkey King and learn from Nezha. However, one day, I saw my cousin's photo hanging on the wall at my cousin's house. This is a picture of her dance champion. Cousin has a champion in her hand and a happy smile on her face. The cousin inside is very beautiful and confident. I stared at the photo with envy in my heart. I stared at it for a long time and secretly made up my mind that I, too, would learn to dance. I must surpass my cousin's grades and be better than my cousin. I strongly urge myself to learn to dance. After my repeated persuasion, my parents promised me to learn to dance. The first time I put on high heels and stood in the dance studio was a complete stranger to me. The music is playing and my classmates are practicing basic skills. Gradually, I like this strange dance studio, the joy of enjoying music in dancing, the feeling expressed by dancing in happy music, and the dazzling stage.

I have to dance on the Blackpool stage in Las Vegas, England. I must be a famous artistic dancer in China. This dream is my goal in life. I love dancing, and I will redouble my efforts to achieve it. I spend more time practicing basic skills than other children, because I am much older than them. I don't wear high heels at ordinary times, and I always stand on my toes when dancing, for fear that I will fall down if I put down my heels. In order to get used to tiptoe dancing, I will keep practicing every day and get used to it ... no matter what happens, I will try my best to solve it, because I always work hard towards this goal. I firmly believe that my dream will come true one day.

Every time I solve a problem, new problems will appear one after another. I have been thinking about why I study hard, listen carefully to the key points and points that the teacher says every time, and try to correct my mistakes. Why do problems still appear on me? Slowly, I want to give up. I'm getting lazier and lazier, and I get poor grades in every exam. My classmates asked me what happened, my teacher asked me what happened, and my parents asked me what happened, but I didn't want to tell them that I wanted to give up.

This situation makes me very unhappy and at a loss. When I came to my cousin's house again, I saw her certificate and confident smile again, and my heart was wandering in giving up and persisting. My cousin asked me how my study was going. I bowed my head and said, "I want to give up. I don't want to learn to dance. It's too difficult ..." My cousin slapped me directly and stood up and criticized me severely. "People like you don't deserve to learn dance at all, wasting time and money, which is a disgrace to the dance industry. Learning to dance is to convey a spirit, a persistent spirit. I asked you why you learned to dance in the first place? " I pointed to my cousin's tearful photo of winning the prize and whispered, "Because I want to dance on the stage with confidence like you, because I am better than you, because I am better than you." Cousin sneered: "Do you think it's as simple as me? Usually you can only see the bright side of me. Can you see the efforts behind me? What is the pain you have experienced? Haven't I experienced it? You should be better than me, and you should be better, better and better by me. Can this be achieved by saying it? This is not just talk, this is action. " I choked up and said, "I have tried to correct my mistakes, but the problems always happen again and again." What can I do? " "If you don't experience wind and rain, you can't see the rainbow." My cousin wiped my tears and said, "Didn't you say you wanted to stand on the stage of Blackpool and become a famous artistic dancer in China? ....."

I went back to my old self, the one who kept correcting my mistakes for my dreams. I'm not lazy, but I keep practicing and correcting. Finally, I stood on the stage I love and won the prize. This is the first step to realize my dream, and there is still a long way to go. No matter how far and difficult it is, just believe that I am a miracle, stick to my dream and believe that I can realize my dream. "Instead of regretting today with tears, it is better to fight for tomorrow with sweat." Take the dream as the goal, set sail with the dream from now on, leap with the dream, and let the dream find a home …

Struggle for the Dream Composition (2)

A man with a dream is like a big tree. No matter how his limbs sway, his heart will always be firm. A person with a dream is more like a stream. No matter how rugged and narrow the road is, he can always flow slowly.

I have a dream. My dream is to be a scholar. I like the scholar's gentle appearance, not his wild heart. I like the gorgeous language of scholars without losing my inner simplicity. I prefer the erudition of scholars without losing the heart of exploration. Maybe this dream is beyond my reach, but I am still willing to fight for him.

My love of Chinese has a lot to do with my mother. I heard her say that since I was born, she has covered the walls with pictorial. Telling me stories every day, I don't know if it has affected me, because I really can't remember, but I know that the Children's Pictorial subscribed to by my mother when I was three or four years old strengthened my interest in Chinese. I looked at the picture, but I couldn't understand the piles of words, and then I shouted for my mother to tell me. Later, I gradually became sensible. I see my mother is so tired every day, and I can't bear to let her tell me stories again. So I am determined to learn Chinese well and become a scholar.

I have been in love with secretaries since grade two or three. I am wandering in the sea of books. I started with a diary, and later I wrote some composition books. I'm reading all kinds of children's novels now. Because of this, my writing ability has been constantly improved and improved. But what bothers me is my poor vocabulary foundation. There was a national Chinese competition in the second grade. At that time, only Zhao Xiaoman and I participated in the final. The teacher often asks us to do problems in the office. That time, I only got two or three words right out of a dozen words written in Pinyin. How is she? All right. One roll down, she is more than ten points than me. I went back to the classroom and cried on my desk. I've never been so devastated. What comes to mind is not resentment or inferiority, but regret. Regret not practicing calligraphy, still so proud. I see, only by studying hard can we succeed. I practice words after class every day. Finally, I won the national second prize with Toshiyoshi Duomo, which strengthened my confidence.

"To love, to chase and to run is always an imagination, and there is no dream." Songs float in my ears, just like lyrics. I must fight for my dream, not make it an imagination.