I have a dream composition.

I have a dream: Wenyicao dreams of growing into a towering tree, bringing coolness and comfort to passers-by under the scorching sun; Xiaohe dreams of being able to embrace all creatures with its broad mind; Birds dream of flying into the blue sky as soon as possible, adding a little vitality to the quiet blue sky. I dream of becoming a gust of wind.

I have a dream to be a gust of wind and a spring breeze. Gently, I drifted to this land wrapped in silver, calling the earth gently in my sleep. The earth gradually woke up from deep hibernation, took off her white pajamas and put on her "green" robe. I walked slowly through the flowers and touched every blooming flower. The delicate flower is shy because of my touch, hiding its little head behind the green leaves, revealing a blushing face. In the breeze, I took Liu Xufei to the sky. In the endless spring, I kept telling about the vitality of spring.

I have a dream to be a gust of wind and a sea breeze in summer. On a quiet night, I followed the footsteps of the waves and had a sweet hug with the white and soft beach that exuded the summer heat. Gently caressing people's faces, soothing people's hot hearts because of chasing fame and fortune during the day. I quietly picked up the shells on the beach and listened to her talk about this midsummer night dream. I have a dream to be a gust of wind and autumn wind. On a crisp autumn day, I walked slowly across the field. The ears of rice in Tanaka saw me and bowed to meet me. With the joy of harvest in autumn, I touched the yellow rice and red apples, which made people's faces full of smiles. I pulled up the fallen leaves on the ground, danced a cheerful waltz in the boundless gold and blew the golden horn.

I have a dream to be a gust of wind, the northwest wind in winter. I come from far away Siberia, and my bones contain the boldness and courage of grassland civilization, and I March into the Central Plains with vigorous steps. Like Prometheus, I brought gifts to the world from the top of the sky, but the former brought light and heat, while I brought snow-white and purity. When I came to this vast Central Plains, I was still impressed by the beauty of "cold ling alone" in the cold wind. With this faint fragrance, I gradually slowed down the pace of travel and enjoyed the magnificent mountains and rivers.

The footsteps of the wind will never stop and will not be fettered. The wind will never stop because of the obstacles ahead, which can only make the wind stronger; The wind will also temporarily stop for the needs of others. The wind has a proud side and a gentle side. I have a dream to become a gust of wind and bring people all happiness and joy. Wen Er was lying in the yard when he was a child, carefully counting the stars in the sky, chanting "Cowherd Star, Beautiful River Girl" in his mouth, as if the image of Cowherd and Weaver Girl appeared in front of him; Singing, "There is such bright light at the foot of my bed, can there be frost already?" I seem to see Li Bai's yearning for his hometown; Facing the empty sky, I had a dream. I have a dream-to be friends with literature. I dream of writing as freely as Li Bai. I dreamed of his open-minded self-confidence and yearned for her romantic lofty sentiments, such as "I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, come back!" " . I dream of writing with the same deep feeling as Du Fu. I understand her feelings of worrying about the country and the people, "the petals are like tears, and the lonely bird mourns"; I admire his broad literature of "a peaceful building, a poor world is happy". I dream of having Wen Tianxiang's words with a democratic heart. I hope I can be as ambitious as her and recite' Who has never died in life since ancient times? Keep your heart and shine on history! I have a dream-to keep company with books, which is great. Even if Daiyu "covered the door with a half-rolled red curtain", in the end, it was a jade belt hanging in the forest, hiding fools and keeping tight, and being buried by snow. -whether it's Yu Yi's Three Hundred Tang Poems or a China reader. Whether it's elegant morning flowers or profound Confucius quotations, whether it's humorous Grimm's fairy tales or positive "If you give me three days of light". They are all fruits of words and flowers on books. Make friends with literature and books, you will learn knowledge in dim light, learn rain and dew in morning light, and thrive in the sun! I dreamed that I could keep company with books, because then my mind would be purer; I dream that I can keep company with books, because then my soul will be promoted; I dreamed that I could keep company with books, because then my eyes would be clearer; I dream that I can keep company with books, so that we won't feel confused and lonely. In my mind, books are scrolls, like melodious songs, like floating clouds, which can always bring me into a happy realm. The charm of Chinese characters lies in their ideal beauty and emotional beauty. Facing the long Chinese characters, I hope my soul will turn into the sky and become my forever friend and companion. Looking down at the mountains and proudly facing the sky, I chanted: "It is my dream to be friends with literature and books, and this life is enough!" Wen San in the silent days, time passes, the sun and the moon fly, and the calendar turns over day by day. In a blink of an eye, I bid farewell to the lingering rainy season and stepped into the colorful door of 15. When I get pimples on my face, when sentimental poems flow from my pen, when I have the impulse to do a big job, I realize that youth has come to me. Therefore, I have a dream: to color youth. Sometimes, youth is a cup of fragrant coffee. Only by savoring carefully can we appreciate the taste of youth. Sometimes, youth is a refreshing bouquet of flowers. Only when you smell it quietly can you feel the fragrance of youth. Sometimes, youth is a light music. Only when you indulge in it can you feel the rhythm of youth. Sometimes, youth is an ever-changing Rubik's cube. Only by careful consideration can we understand the ever-changing mystery of youth. In fact, my dream is easy to come true. God has already prepared colorful brushes for us, so that we can mix our favorite youthful tones. Red, unrestrained and enthusiastic, represents enthusiastic and active youth; White, pure and holy, represents youth that cannot withstand a trace of pollution; Golden, brilliant, eye-catching, representing lively and sociable, full of sunshine and youth; Blue, quiet and fresh, symbolizes the ocean and the sky, and represents the youth of different senses. But what kind of youth is my choice? I looked around blankly, and everyone around me had their own unique personalities and walked their own unique way: walking on the tree-lined path, did you find two stones with the same shape? Walking in the forest, did you find two identical leaves? This is the ingenious work of nature. Yes, God gave everyone a unique personality and a unique soul. I believe that youth is originally "bohemian", but it is bound by some social rules and regulations, so that it can't perfectly show our character. But I know that youth has infinite vitality, and those fetters can't bind it after all. We are full of lofty sentiments and persistent pursuit. If it is the sun, it should emit light and heat; If it is an eagle, it should spread its wings and fight the sky. This is the true face of youth. It may rain occasionally in the clear sky, but it is also colorful sunshine and rain. In our youth, there are happiness, setbacks, laughter and tears, but these are our growth footprints. The colors of youth are red, orange, yellow and green. In the sun, our life should be colorful. Why do you want to ask which color you prefer? Why do you ask what kind of youth you like? Don't they all have attractive charm? I have a dream, that is, to color youth. No matter the shade, as long as you dip your own color in the brush in your hand, the color in your eyes is the color of youth. Let's pick up the brush in our hands, work hard, create our own destiny and paint our youth with color!