1 set sail
Don't be greedy, little child. It's the new year after Laba.
lunar year.
Perhaps our great motherland has a long history, even if it tastes fragrant twice in a year. The major TV stations are quite popular, and they have attracted stars from all over the world to appear one after another, which is full of gimmicks.
When it calms down, when the clock for the countdown to zero strikes, people begin to think about what they are waiting for in this night's tossing and channel switching? Every evening party, every carefully arranged scene, and greetings from every star and host present can bring a strong festival atmosphere, which is a beautiful little rainbow and light on the tail of 20XX.
A whole night of carnival, singing and dancing on the land of China. From CCTV1 to the last channel that the remote control can point to, the joy is the same from beginning to end. After a busy year, the slightly tired figure is excited again in the fireworks celebration of 20XX. Every cell in the body is jumping, singing and dancing; After a year's hard work, no matter how much grievance and reluctance, it will melt into the excitement of the countdown to zero. Unpleasant things will be covered with a smile; To remember the story of a lifetime, with the bell.
According to the days of global application, our 20XX is over.
I have enough memorials, and my memories are filled in my heart. This year is a year for China to take off and make overseas Chinese all over the world happy. I can see that on the stage of CCTV, the older generation of artists are still wearing the familiar smile, singing the song of tomorrow; This year is also a turning point in my life. It's a year for me to say goodbye to my six years of study and start afresh. I can see the pictures clearly in front of me on my graduation photos, like films and pictures, page by page, which is hard to forget. I said that I am a slow-moving person. I like a piece of music, a piece of words, and I miss 20XX.
Slowly want to pursue 20XX, a new beginning.
I just forwarded a message in QQ space - 20XX, people who love you. I have my parents who love me, my sister and brother who love me, my classmates and family who love me, and all the people around me who love me. There are so many little love gathered together, you are very happy on earth. So, are you still willing to be separated from us, or lonely alone in tens of thousands of light years?
20XX wish. I hope the earth will be safe and sound, whether it's suspicion or legend, and I want to get the answer that our world is free from natural and man-made disasters and mutual harm. If there is life on other planets besides the earth in the vast universe, then now in the water blue gauze, we are a whole. Embrace each other.
20XX blessing. I hope that those who love me and those I love will spend every day healthily and happily. People will meet too many people in their life, 50% of them you know, 10% of them you are familiar with, and 1% of them you can accompany all your life. A whole of love is divided equally into two parts, five parts and ten parts. Are you willing to discard one of the ten? Willing to forget? Parting can't be controlled, life and death can't be measured, but our strength is to make the footprints of love more brilliant and the world of love more brilliant.
“3、2、1！” 20XX, set sail.
Dream set sail
If the dream is a mountain, then we are the climbers who never give up. If the dream is a big river, then we are the warriors across the torrent. A dream without action is always a fantasy. Only by working hard to realize the dream can it become a reality. From dream to reality depends on persistence. Only when we have a dream can we persist, and only when we persist can we realize our dream.
My dream is to be an excellent writer. I still remember when I was 5 years old, when I was just in primary school, I came across a fairy tale writer named Zhang Qiusheng's "little slap fairy tale". I opened the book and read it carefully. Every fairy tale deeply attracted me. Seeing every word in the fairy tale, my eyes are shining. Ah, what wonderful words, what vivid stories! With his amazing imagination, grandfather Zhang Qiusheng gave me a wonderful picture. From then on, I began to climb my dream peak.
Every day, I read at least one classic story book. From each book, I learned the ingenious structure and beautiful sentences in the story. Every week, I write a poem or a short story, and change it after I finish, and then change it again until I am satisfied. In this way, I keep reading and writing, working towards my dream. In the first grade, with the help of my teacher, I published my first work, feeling, and won the third prize in the "scholarly youth" competition. Only then did I find that the original work can bring me a lot of glory. In the second grade, my composition was published in the composition magazine primary school students' reading and writing. I'm very excited to see my exercises turn into lines of type. When I was in grade three, I got my first contribution. My sweat and hard work were hidden in the little 30 yuan money. In the fourth grade, I transferred to a new school and got the praise of teachers and students by virtue of Full Score compositions. In the fifth grade, I was still working hard... People used to say, "one step at a time." When I look back, there are many "footprints" along the way
In the pursuit of dreams, "stumbling blocks" can not be lacking. Life is not so smooth, only adhere to, you can laugh to the end. I remember once I wrote an exercise and thought it was very good. When I showed it to my father with pride, my father was furious: "how can this happen? Your writing is very poor. How can you show it to me?" I was very sad, forced to hold back tears, biting his lips, looking at him, said: "then how do you say to change?" My father calmed down and said to me, "my child, if you follow the requirements of ordinary students, your work will pass the standard early. But your dream is to be an excellent writer, which requires you to be more strict with yourself‘ The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum flowers comes from bitter cold. ". You have to work hard After that, whenever I encountered difficulties in writing and wanted to escape, my father's words echoed in my ears again and again, encouraging me to cheer up and brave the difficulties.
Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to climb. As long as you work hard for good wishes
Set sail
I stagger along the rugged mountain road, letting the thorns cut my clothes and my arms. When I was defeated, I forgot the existence of feeling and let the weeds on the muddy path bind my legs and keep falling, falling
I have forgotten how long and how far I have walked. Just walking aimlessly, walking. I don't feel tired or painful at all. Maybe my nerves are paralyzed. I failed, and I failed miserably. Tears just flow, but there is no sound, I want to cry, but always like something in the chest to suppress the sound, like a beast to press the struggling prey. I held on to my clothes. I can feel the sea of failure gradually diffuse up, gradually, submerged my passion for life, let me feel suffocated. My ideals are dying out. My soul is dying.
I heard the gurgling of water. So I slowly, feebly, insensibly, at most with a little bit of accidental interest, looked up, followed the sound, and saw a stream, or a ditch, beside the path. The water is not clear and deep. It seems that you can touch the palm to the end without soaking it in the water. The direction of the running water seems to be not fixed and messy. With muddy sediment, the water flows like this.
A dead leaf floated to the surface of the water, but it aroused my interest, but also just to see, did not care about the results. The dead leaf is at a loss, is powerless, let the current push, up and down floating, probably it is also a rogue. I smile bitterly. Since fate is so tricky, why take it too seriously? Even if we struggle, what ability can we have to change this tortuous and multilateral way of life? I cried. I cried. It's not wailing, it's just the most primitive wailing in the woods. I can hear all things laughing at me, the poor man who was abandoned by himself.
I went into a dream without feeling it
I have seen the Three Kingdoms era. Liu Bei, the hero of this generation, has a long life. His life is a legend. Compared with the founder of the state of Wei and the ruler of the eastern Wu, how tortuous his fate is. Since he started his army, how many times he has been despised, how many times he has been ignored, it seems that his life is doomed not to become atmosphere. However, as people later saw, uncle Liu's fate took a turn eight years after Qingmei cooked wine, and the foundation of the kingdom of Shu began. At the beginning, the nobody who sold straw sandals became the emperor!
In addition, the Red Army's 25000 Li Long March, blockades and exterminations again and again, almost completely annihilated the 300000 troops. After the general trend of the Communist Party of China (in fact, there is no general trend), seeing that it will come to an end, it perseveres and does not give up, and finally brings the spark to Yan'an and the starting point of hope. Then, the twists and turns of fate failed to block the victory of the Communist Party, and finally created the birth of a great country and created an eternal foundation.
Wake up, my hair was lifted by the wind. Yes, what is failure? Failure is the mother of success. Without failure, how can we succeed. There is no general who always wins, just as there is no absolute perfection. With defects, the advantages will be more dazzling.
Life is like a stream of water, a twists and turns of life route, life is not the helpless dead leaves, but sailing again and again, there are failures and successes. Calm water is good, but when it twists and turns, we should grasp the tiller, grasp the direction of life, bravely toward the front, because only in this way, the moral of life will be more rich.
I stood up, patted off the soil and set sail along the spring of life.
The dream is sailing
The wind blows, the water flows. The soul is cleaning up, the dream is sailing.
——Inscription
There are no traces of birds in the sky, but I have already flown by. Dreams may not come true, but I've pursued them.
I dream of people, the heart is like a spring, clean up trouble, create harmony. Heart is a mirror, like medicine, like wine, like horn, like morning song. Take Liu Xiang for example. In 2008, there were 1.3 billion people and 56 nationalities. This is his number plate. People all over the country are encouraging him. But the accident of the competition is that the angry Chinese hurtful, heart like a sharp knife into Liu Xiang's heart. But who ever thought that if Liu Xiang, who was in great pain, walked down with patience, he would fight for the light for the country on the surface, but his leg might be disabled. In interpersonal communication, we should understand others with our heart. Our heart should be as warm, tranquil and peaceful as a spring. We should melt the ice, clear away our troubles and create harmony together.
I dream about it