Everyone has a dream.Now I'll talk about my dream.What is my dream?I often ask myself.To my mind,everyone should have his own dream.
So we have a goal to realize it,I think we don't blindness at least.
My dream is become a successful actor helping the sick and saving their lives.Of course,to be a good doctor.It’s very difficult.But I will by all means to keep everyone healthy.That's my dream.I want to try my best to help the poor sick people of our country.I want to let them have an opportunity to receive excel-lent treatments for their illnesses without having to pay much or any money.China is a develop-ing country.She needs good medicine and good doctors,especially in the countryside and lonely villages.
Now I’m a junior Grade One student,all my classmates and I are working hard,we all know the entrance exam of high schools which will come in the year of 2009 is a big problem for us.We must study harder and harder in order to go to a good high school,then when we finish our school,we can go to a good university.Finally we can find a good job in society.My dream is also that.Although now I’m good at study,I’ll try my best to be the study winer.Now everything I do all is close to my dream.I fell the life is fill with hope and colorful,and have enough confidence to realize it.
I know fantasy is hard to come true,but dream can.I’ll work hard for my dreams,I’ll never give up.
每个人都有一个梦想.现在,我会谈论我的梦想.什么是我的梦想?我常常问自己.在我看来,每个人都应该有自己的梦想.我认为,我们的梦想这意味着我们有一个理想,那么,我们尽一切都是为目标.因此,我们有一个目标,实现它,我认为我们不失明至少.
我的梦想是成为一个成功的演员帮助病人和节约自己的生活.当然,是一个很好的医生.这是非常困难的.但我会用一切手段,以使每个人都能健康.这是我的梦想.我要尽我所能来帮助穷人生病我国人民.我想,让他们有机会获得Excel的借给他们的疾病的治疗,而不必支付多少钱.我国是一个发展性的国家.她需要良好的药品和良好的医生,特别是在农村地区和孤独的村庄.
现在我是初中一年级学生,我所有的同学,我正在努力,我们大家都知道高考的高中将于今年2009年是一个大问题,对我们来说.我们一定要认真学习难为了去一个好高中,然后,当我们完成我们的学校,我们可以去一个好大学.最后,我们可以找到一份好工作在社会中.我的梦想是也.虽然现在我善于学习,我会尽我所能,是研究纳.现在一切我都已经接近我的梦想.我摔倒的生活是充满希望的,丰富多彩的,有足够的信心来实现它.
我知道幻想难以成真,但梦想可以.我会努力工作,我的梦想,我永远不会放弃.In the stream bubbling along its course,
My past is slumbering,
Just like the pebbles
Silently lying on the riverbed,
And likewise my dream
Has never come to life.
On the trail winding toward no end,
My memory is marked,
Just like the wild flowers
Quietly blossoming and withering by the wayside,
And likewise my dream
Has never attracted a butterfly.
On the hillside with trees verdant and thick,
My hope is planted,
Just like the small pines
Standing evergreen throughout the four seasons,
And likewise my dream
Has once shined like a crystal.
On the light breeze blowing gently,
My yearning is riding,
Just like the strings of the wind
Softly plucking a harmony,
And likewise my dream
Has once played an episode of trills.
On the prison bars as cold as ice,
My teardrops are hanging,
Just like the dew on the balustrade
Uttering no single word,
And likewise my dream
Has once been roused with a start.
Oh,during such a long time
Of twenty years and more,
For the first time my dream
Has broken my tender heart!
