Dream of life and write a composition.

1. Everything in the future is beautiful, because the future is our imagination and everything in the future is desirable! Everything in the future! I believe everything about me will change! My family's economic situation is not very good, but I don't want to be rich in the future ... I don't have great ambitions and do ordinary work! Be ordinary! Live a normal life! Although my ambition is not great, I have so many ordinary things, but-the future is beautiful, but in many ordinary things, I hope to have a house with five rooms and two halls.

I'm greedy, right? Yes! I think I am greedy, too. A house with five rooms, two halls and a fruit house will be very expensive in the future! In fact, it can be one room and one living room, but there is a reason why it is so big! My house is two bedrooms and a living room. Although it is not big, it has always been warm! But it is precisely because they are not big that grandparents returned to their hometown. Although life there is not bad, but the family will be worried when they are not together, and there are old people. It is precisely because such a big house is what I want most. Besides, I hope my fruit house looks like an apple, but it smells of sandalwood. He is in the middle of the green grass, and when he goes out, there is a green lawn and fresh air. There is an apple tree beside the lawn.

There are many fruit houses, where my closest classmates and teachers live. That kind of life must be wonderful! Su Yan

That life must be very happy! The joy of life. I really look forward to living a happy life by my own efforts.

Be an ordinary person, live an ordinary life, but taste the extraordinary warmth.

2. Lao She's Living Dream-Reading Lao She's Living Dream

20 13 14 readers selected Lao she's prose "Living Dream", which is casual, humorous, elegant and romantic, easy and enjoyable to read and thought-provoking. "There are thousands of spacious buildings in Qian Qian, and the poor in the world are happy." This ideal of "home ownership" has been the dream of ordinary people since ancient times. However, for Lao She, his "living dream" is spiritual. After all, he is looking for an idealistic and romantic spiritual home.

In Lao She's view, the ideal place to live is different all year round: Hangzhou in spring, I lived for two days in February twenty years ago; Qingcheng mountain in summer is the most ideal, although it only lasts for ten days; You must live in Beiping in autumn. Autumn in Beiping is a paradise. In winter, I haven't decided yet. Regardless of Hong Kong and Guangzhou, Chengdu and Kunming will do-cosmopolitan!

"On the West Lake, I saw tender willows and cauliflower, blue waves and bamboo. What's the situation on the mountain? I didn't see it. It is impossible to know how the warbler flower landscape is in March and April. However, judging from the spring scenery I have seen, I can already conclude that the spring in Hangzhou will definitely teach people to live in poetry and painting all day. "

Qingcheng Mountain in summer is green everywhere, as light as tender willow, as bright as bamboo leaves and as moist as banana leaves. At first glance, the smooth green is trembling gently, as if to flow into the air and heart. This kind of green will clear all my troubles like music. There is water, tea and wine in the mountains. "

"From my life experience, autumn in Beiping is a paradise. It is neither hot nor cold. On eating, there are apples, pears, persimmons, dates and grapes. As for the small white pear and large white begonia, which are the specialties of Beiping, I'm afraid they are forbidden fruits in Xanadu. Even Adam and Eve will drool when they meet ... There are many kinds of chrysanthemums on flowers and plants, and their fancy is amazing, which can be the highest in the world. Red leaves can be seen in the western hills, and boating can be carried out in the north sea-although the lotus flower is residual, the lotus leaf is still fragrant. "

In winter, "Chengdu may be quite suitable, although it is not very warm, but it seems a little cold for daffodils, plain wintersweet, all kinds of camellias, red plums and green plums, and it is worth visiting."

Wandering between green mountains and green waters requires the chivalrous character of a strong man; If you love the flowers of the four seasons, there is bound to be the tenderness of literati. However, a people's artist who cherished himself and loved life so much took extreme measures to end his life because he could not bear the humiliation and torture during the Cultural Revolution. This is not only a personal struggle, but also a tragedy of an era. Finding a home in such a tragic way will first remind people of Qu Yuan, whose soul has returned to the Miluo River. Of course, poetry lovers can't forget Wang Guowei, who is the author of "The Thorn on Earth" dedicated to Kunming Lake.

3. My dream, composition 600 words My dream looks like stars in the sky.

Sometimes I dream that I have been admitted to a university; Sometimes I dream that I am a salesman; Sometimes I dream that I boarded a spaceship and visited space ... As time goes by, many wonderful dreams are blurred, but only this one I remember clearly. On a quiet night, the soft moonlight touched the earth, and the cool autumn wind sent me to sleep.

It was in a remote mountain village, a simple classroom, where dozens of simple children were sitting, with dozens of bright eyes staring at the door together. I walked up to the podium with a book in my hand, and the children stood up and shouted, "Hello, teacher!" " I saw dozens of bright eyes and dozens of pure hearts. How urgent it is for children to acquire knowledge. I am excited and excited, and my heart is warm.

I stood on the podium and said kindly, "Students, we are all here for knowledge. A class is a group, and this class should be United. Let's stick together, shall we? " As soon as my words were finished, the students said in unison, "Good!" A warm current welled up in my heart. How lovely the children in the mountain village are! I smiled so sweetly. Then, I teach children to learn: "I love Tiananmen, and I love the great motherland."

I read it once and the children read after me. The children read so carefully and were so emotional.

Every word, every voice, comes from the sincere heart. Children suck the nectar of knowledge like mushrooms after rain. My eyes are moist, and I gently call in my heart: "Flowers of the motherland, grow up quickly!" " Learn scientific and cultural knowledge well, make contributions to the motherland, and build the motherland more beautiful and rich.

After class, I played the game of eagle catching chicken with the children. I am a "hen" and protect the "chicken" with my hands. How interesting! I also seem to see that after the end of the senior high school entrance examination, all the students reported good news to me with the admission notice: "teacher, open the door quickly!" " ""teacher, open the door quickly! " The sound was so familiar and exciting that I immediately opened my eyes. Oh, what a wonderful dream! I hope my dream can come true! The transparent crystal piano plays the softest music in my heart. In a flash, I suddenly realized something.

Since it is an illusory dream, let it be. Because even the best dream is illusory, and it is no different from a mirage.

I looked at my beautiful hands and thought I couldn't waste them, so I wrote my story on the piano-that's it. Ah, the article is coming to an end

I want to say that I'm beginning to like writing. The writing is really good. I can record my feelings truthfully and share them with others. So, I dream of becoming a writer.

This time, I must work hard. People say that the children born after 90 have a particularly rich imagination and sometimes fall into fantasy.

What children born after 90 have the most is dreams. Every child wants to be a dream-chasing teenager, hoping that one day the dream old man can knock on the door of his own soul.

One night, I slept in bed and wandered sweetly in my dream. Suddenly, a very kind old man with white hair appeared in front of me. I asked curiously, "Who are you?" How come I've never seen you before? ""I am a dream old man! Don't you chase me every day? My job is to enter the dream town of a dream-chasing teenager every day, sign an agreement with him and make an agreement! " "Really? Great, just ask and I'll promise you anything! "I'm so excited!" Don't say yes too soon. If you don't do one thing, your dreams will be shattered. Do you agree? ""I ... agree ... "I agreed with hesitation.

So, the dream old man began to draw up a treaty with me! Rule 1: First of all, you must determine your biggest dream, and you can't change a dream every day. Hey, how come the dream old man is so powerful and knows my character so well?

Alas ~ ~ ~ Continue reading) Article 2: After you have a dream, you must work hard for it. If you don't struggle, I will take back your dreams and make you lose all your dreams.

(depressed, how to hit my "key" again. What's the point of my life if I don't even have my own dreams? Okay ... obey it! ) Article 3: If your dreams have not come true, you can't give up, otherwise, hehe, I will make all your dreams come true.

No, uh ... don't look at me like that. Can't I obey? ) Article 4: Don't be complacent after realizing your dream, otherwise, you know! At some point, the dream old man showed a sly smile! Hum, what kind of dream old man is simply the devil incarnate! It's not fair. "Don't complain. If you don't agree, then I am in the dream country of the next dream-chasing teenager, 88 ... ""Oh, no, isn't it enough for me to agree? " Alas, in order to dream, I have to listen to this dream villain. You can be happy now! When I'm done, I'll see what damn treaty you have. "Sign it!" So, I got a pen and wrote the three characters "Hu Zhiwei" on the treaty! "Hu Zhiwei children's shoes, you have now signed a treaty under my plan.

A month later, I will check your grades again if ... ""Why so soon? " "I have made a mark at the bottom of the treaty! "Let me see below, alas, there really is. This bad guy is too treacherous.

Well, work hard! "Rinrin Bell …" Oh, get up quickly, we will be late! Riding on the way to school, I smiled confidently and said to myself, "I must complete this agreement with my dream!" " "I am a bird, but I want to be an eagle flying in the sky. I have an appointment with my dream-to be an eagle after tempering. Laughter and tears took me to the appointment and left home, only to find that the sky was so vast. There are big white clouds floating in the blue sky. The sun is shining and I am warm all over.

Looking back, I saw the eyes of my parents, brothers and sisters full of disappointment and expectation. I waved my wings and said goodbye, and my tears fell inadvertently. Goodbye, dear people! No, I'm in the way! I bid farewell to my brother, sister and parents and flew to my dream with their blessings and expectations.

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A whole month has passed since the exam, but my heart is still difficult to calm down.

Every time I think of that exam, my tears are slowly rippling in the corner of my eyes ... This month, I have been crying and my eyes are red and swollen, but tears still unconsciously flow down, across my cheeks and dripping down. My heart is really chaotic, and I can't calm down for a long time.

There are always many words in my mind that I want to write down, but I don't know how to express my feelings. The gap of 1 minute makes my campus dream so broken, and I am unwilling ... after all, this is my childhood dream ... leaning against the window and staring at the dark blue sky, the sun is still so bright, but my heart can't feel the warmth of the sun at all. I was admitted to Zhenhai Middle School. This is my childhood dream, and it has always been my dream.

However, my carelessness and lack of efforts doomed me to miss Zhenhai Middle School, and also doomed me to miss my dream. Listening to Jay's "The End of the World", I recall the dribs and drabs of this month, from full of expectation, to heartbreak, to despair, and finally become helpless and can only cry and cry.

Perhaps, all this is predestined. In June 2006, I was destined to spend it in tears. This June is destined to be a black June ... On June 20, I was afraid that I would walk into the classroom with great expectation, and I was just caught by the excited waves and asked, "Did you get a call from Zhenhai last night?" I felt a little uneasy, but I soon comforted myself that the waves must be talking nonsense. I shook my head, and he smiled and said to himself, "That's good, that's good ..." At this moment, I had a premonition that my campus dream would be shattered ... Teacher Yu came into the classroom and told us what Lang had been admitted to, and my heart suddenly panicked.

It was dark at the moment, and my head seemed to be shaken. I don't know what happened to me. I keep asking myself, no, it won't happen. Are you really worse than the waves? I lost my smile all day and lived in fear. I really want to know the answer, but I'm afraid to call. I cried all afternoon, and everyone comforted me, but in my heart, I became more and more afraid, and I began to be afraid to face it ... At night, the valid admission phone called, but there was still no news from Zhenhai, so I was worried ... Alas, Zhenhai, my dream ... June 2 1 I was so anxious, I was afraid that I could not pass the exam, and I was afraid of mine.

I am anxiously waiting for news, but at the end of the day, there is still no reply. I'm so scared ... I'm relieved, but I'm still so scared. Bo sneered and said to me, "Oh, Zhenhai Middle School is really mistaken. A talented woman like this shouldn't ... "My heart is so tense, just like straining my strings and waiting anxiously ... It's time for Zhenhai Middle School to publish the list in the evening. I stayed up all night, waiting for Zhenhai's admission call, but my hunch came true. I stayed up all night for nothing ... am I doomed to miss my dream? I don't believe it! I don't believe it! How could I possibly get this result? No, no. They must be mistaken! ! ! ! I picked up the phone and dialed the telephone of Zhenhai Middle School examinee score line anxiously. When I heard my score, I suddenly became stupid. My total score of two subjects is only 124! ! ! I froze, my eyes were dark, my brain seemed to be knocked heavily, tears poured down, and what was still being said on the phone, I didn't hear a word ... At that moment, tears poured down, I couldn't believe it was true ... Tears slowly fell down, and I didn't care ... My mood fell to the limit and I wrote down heavily in my notebook with tears in my eyes. As soon as I landed on the word "dream", the ink of the black water pen melted ... I reluctantly went to school and asked the admission score of Zhenhai. When he said the score I never expected, tears fell down again.

I was admitted with a score of 125, but only got a score of 124, which made me miss Zhenhai and my childhood dream! Alas, Zhenhai, my dream, my broken dream ... On June 23rd, I was helpless. I kept crying and vented my anguish with tears. There is no way. This is a fact, and I must believe it. I am completely desperate, everything is like a dream! What is a dream! There is a gap between dream and reality, which can only make people more sad! Who can tell me how big the gap between dream and reality is! ! ! I don't understand, why is this the result? ! ! ! ! Ruthless tears slipped quietly again ... Zhenhai, my dream, my broken dream ... June 28, but my heart was so unbalanced. Why did God give me such a result? Is it because I am too careless? Or because I don't work hard? Who can tell me? Who can tell me? Tears are still flowing, but I still can't help it ... I am much better in pain on July 3, but it is still difficult for me to get out of the shadow of broken dreams.

When I am with my friends, I always try to smile, but my heart is bleeding ... My friends have become very careful when they speak, for fear of exposing my pain. They dare not mention Zhenhai middle school or the exam ... July 10, too tired, tortured by themselves and broken dreams. I stopped crying, but I started to keep silent, just staring at the sky and listening to music ... I dare not recall, I am afraid I will cry again, in fact, I have stopped crying, my tears should have dried up ... 19 It's been a month since the exam in July, but I still can't get out of the shadow of broken dreams.

I can't believe this is myself, the girl who is confident in sunshine. I don't know when I became so fragile ... for a month, I have been crying, my tears have dried up and my heart has become numb. Is this my only way out? Zhenhai Middle School is my dream, an eternal dream.

I thought I could finish it easily, but I didn't think I could do it myself.

5. A composition about dreams Everyone dreams, but the content of dreams is different. Dreams can be divided into good and bad, nightmares and good dreams. Dreams are wonderful, and things that can't be done in reality can be easily done in dreams. Of course, only when your dream conforms to what you say and think can you control the direction of your dream in your dream.

When you dream, you can feel your existence in the dream. In a dream, you may be the protagonist, controlling the world in a dream; It may also be a spectator who can only watch but can't control it. This is a dream!

People often say, "I think about it every day, but I dream at night." But I don't think this sentence is right. What I never thought in my mind happened in my dream. Some people in the dream know each other, and some people have never seen them. In the dream, different things happened to different people and different places. When dreaming, whenever there is an ending, I am always awakened inexplicably.

I have had many dreams, but nightmares are the least, but they are also my most unforgettable. I remember I once had such a dream ... I vaguely remember that it was on a cold night, my brother and I were at home, and I went to bed early, but I don't know why, I just closed my eyes and I seemed to be drawn into a dream. There is a slope, but when I want to move, I suddenly find that I can't move, as if I were fixed by something, and I can't move all over. I began to be afraid, and I saw the cemetery in my hometown in my mind. It is also a slope.

Just then, my brother appeared, and he pushed me out of the cemetery with one foot. That feeling disappeared, but somehow, my brother dragged me into the Woods. I want to lose what I am looking for. I just took a step forward, and that feeling came back, and I couldn't move. But my brother came running at this moment, as if chasing something, running farther and farther, gradually disappearing into my sight.

I began to be afraid, and the scenes from the ghost films I had seen before came to my mind one by one. Really, I'm confused and in infinite fear. ...

"Dinner" is the voice of my mother calling me to have breakfast, and then I woke up from my dream and found myself sweating all over.

The dream world is wonderful, isn't it? You don't have to be restricted by anything, you can do anything you want, but sometimes it's out of your control-this is "dream", a magical world!

6. With "My Taste", we have tasted the pain and hardships, traveled all over the leisure landscape, and watched all over the bustling world before we realized the sadness of human warmth and coldness, and only then did we understand the unforgettable pain.

Wandering in the bustling market, watching the passing cars and the splash under the wheels, emitting dazzling light, will ripple in my heart. The dream in my heart has become a vague memory, and the dream is ruthless.

The reality of crushing. Savor every note of life carefully, and when you record the years with a knife, engrave every cluster of gloom and confusion into your heart. Do you still have a dream of flying in the future?

Dreams are poetic, dreams are picturesque, in the dark sky. But like a naive expectation, I made a hasty commitment to the future. Distant memories and young dreams always sting my seemingly numb heart. I struggled in my own net,

Want to escape, but always looking for a chance to breathe. Looking back on the past, I feel empty and heartless. I look forward to the future and look forward. I am like standing on the top of the mountain, looking for the direction of the future.

Friend, are you still dreaming? Are you awake, too? Wake up! My friend, don't be a dreamer, because no matter how many times you walk through Wan Li in your dream, you will still wake up in bed. In the prime of life, we should have both the words of scholars and the lofty aspirations of our Lord!

In the journey of life, maybe we will be attracted by the fragrant flowers along the way and forget to move forward; Maybe we got lost at the intersection of scenery and forgot our choice. The dust accumulated in life, like the fleeting time of years, should also be released.

Abandon, there is hope. When we rush to the distance, we are tired for the future, and the green leaves of life are also thriving. My friend, the horn of progress has sounded and the future is calling. Let's leave a persistent and progressive figure.

Ask about the future, see the hope in the eyes of youth, let time travel through the four seasons, forget the bleak in front of you, and forget the voice echoing on the wall when you are frustrated. The future dances in life, like butterflies dancing among flowers, and it doesn't matter in the twilight.

Aftertaste, in the dim sunshine, still looking at the busy figure.

My future is not a dream. As long as you dare to pursue life, as long as you are unwilling to be mediocre, you will see the sunshine of hope. Let's release the energy of youth. Failure and frustration are nothing. The important thing is that our lives will not be lost.

This has become a broken chapter. Let the passion of life stir in the pursuit, and let life become a chapter to be written soon. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. We will eventually get there, straighten my muddy sail and build a bridge in the deep sea.

My future is not a dream. We are no longer intoxicated with the peace of the world, no longer longing for the chic of wandering, and even less willing to set off the glory of others. The color of life is not pale. Let's paint our youth with colorful colors.

Color, light up the road ahead; The sky of life does not belong to emptiness. Let's use time to weave the wings of the future and soar. The fate of life does not belong to depression. Let's keep our feet on the ground and make one hope after another.

I am willing to be a fine horse, galloping in the desert with flying sand all over the sky, and feeling the heroism of "Golden Goma Iron, Swallowing Wan Li";

7. My dream, a 400-word composition about dreams.

It washes away the traces of fleeting time and records the story about dreams. It's still clear.

About fireworks.

I like fleeting fireworks, even if it is only a moment of beauty, it is still dazzling.

The story of childhood has a purple flavor, floating in the whole lavender field. Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds are blooming. In fact, the dream is very simple. I just want to stand at the top of the Gothic architecture designed by my parents and watch a fireworks.

I like Gothic architecture, which is simple and comfortable. It always gives people a fantastic feeling. It seems that all ethereal dreams will come true there.

In the future, I will design a Gothic building with a high ceiling and bring my parents to realize the dream of fireworks. I will look up at the star closest to the sky and shine with the elongated back of the moon. Happiness and happiness.

About travel.

I'm going to Mount St. Pichel to see the pagoda ridiculed by moisture. I will take all the wonderful pictures and look for the deepest feelings.

The taste of purple is gone, so the god who guards the grape circle has always been there. Sakura road, sunshine. In fact, this dream is not difficult, just want to go to all the interesting places and eat all the delicious things. That's it, that's it.

I'm going to Provence to find the god of round grapes. Purple is elegant and fills the whole field.

I like tall trees, clear rivers and country roads. They are always so natural and simple. Everything here seems so real.

Dream of the future.

My future is not a dream, live every minute carefully. Go for it. The dream is not far away, it's over. I just want to live in a small house by the sea and watch the sunrise and sunset. The sky is full of stars. The breeze is blowing. It's calm and beautiful.

About fireworks, about travel. Everything will come true.

A composition about dreams

It washes away the traces of fleeting time and records the story about dreams. It's still clear.

About fireworks.

I like fleeting fireworks, even if it is only a moment of beauty, it is still dazzling.

The story of childhood has a purple flavor, floating in the whole lavender field. Blue sea, blue sky and white clouds are blooming. In fact, the dream is very simple. I just want to stand at the top of the Gothic architecture designed by my parents and watch a fireworks.

I like Gothic architecture, which is simple and comfortable. It always gives people a fantastic feeling. It seems that all ethereal dreams will come true there.

In the future, I will design a Gothic building with a high ceiling and bring my parents to realize the dream of fireworks. I will look up at the star closest to the sky and shine with the elongated back of the moon. Happiness and happiness.

About travel.

I'm going to Mount St. Pichel to see the pagoda ridiculed by moisture. I will take all the wonderful pictures and look for the deepest feelings.

The taste of purple is gone, so the god who guards the grape circle has always been there. Sakura road, sunshine. In fact, this dream is not difficult, just want to go to all the interesting places and eat all the delicious things. That's it, that's it.

I'm going to Provence to find the god of round grapes. Purple is elegant and fills the whole field.

I like tall trees, clear rivers and country roads. They are always so natural and simple. Everything here seems so real.

Dream of the future.

My future is not a dream, live every minute carefully. Go for it. The dream is not far away, it's over. I just want to live in a small house by the sea and watch the sunrise and sunset. The sky is full of stars. The breeze is blowing. It's calm and beautiful.

About fireworks, about travel. Everything will come true.

Writing a composition is my dream.

What is the dream? Every dream is a dazzling star shining on the empty stage, and the dream born in every young child's heart is the purest and most beautiful among the stars, as refreshing as tender bamboo shoots. although

When they realize their dreams, people can proudly say, "I succeeded!" " I have a dream! "But the stars in the sky will never be picked. So naturally there will be many, many lovely dreams that cannot be realized, but they

In the memory of its owner, it will always be a colorful rainbow. China is a big country with a long history, a vast territory and many people who love her deeply, whether it is human history, natural scenery, places of interest or richness.

There are many characteristics and cultures. Therefore, I have always admired those photographers who tirelessly shuttle between the beautiful mountains and rivers of the motherland with cameras. They use silent cameras instead of being powerless in the face of infinite beauty.

The language of the heart shows the beauty of the world incisively and vividly with sound. People who can only browse the beauty of the world through books and the Internet can enrich their understanding of the scenery in China. Those beautiful scenery can become vivid and wonderful without pale words.

If I can really become a photographer, I will immediately take up my equipment, throw myself into the great mountains and rivers of the motherland, record every wonderful moment, and I will enjoy the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain endowed with many legends.

Pure ice and the wonderful legend about the holy land of double suicide, taking pictures of the white peak soaring into the sky with awe, will also be shocked and proud of the grandeur of the Hakka wai building, so that it will stand in the frozen world forever, and I will be proud of it.

The quiet and beautiful Mochou Lake left a deep impression on me. Please let the beautiful and gentle Mo Chounv live in the charming and pure lotus. My protagonist will even be a little flower with newly opened petals, because it represents the vitality of children. ...