My dream is to be a traveler. Don't copy more than 500 words.

Ideal is the first flower in spring; Ideal is the first burning sun in summer; Ideal is the first fruit of autumn; Ideal is the first snowflake in winter; Ideal is an oasis in the desert; Ideal is the clarion call of life ... The ideal of mountain stream is the sea, the ideal of prison bird is the blue sky, and the ideal of trees is the earth. Things are still like this, not to mention people?

Ideal, what a beautiful word, it is like a compass, guiding me to success; It is like a ladder, helping me to climb the peak bravely; It is like a pair of wings, so that I can fly freely in the blue sky; It's like a beautiful dream, which makes you work hard for the future after waking up! Everyone has his own ideal, so do I, that is to be a painter.

People say that music can cultivate people's mood and make them feel comfortable. If there is no music in the world, it will be boring. I think hafnium also makes it so, and it can also give people a beautiful enjoyment.

I want to be a cartoonist. Drawing some vivid and interesting characters on paper, plus some funny and humorous words, can make those innocent and lovely children laugh, because I like their smiles, so bright and lovely. It can make unhappy people happy and make tired people full of energy immediately. I would like to be a messenger who brings joy to people.

I want to be an artist. I want to draw many beautiful art paintings. When I held the brush in my hand, my imagination suddenly exploded like a spark, criss-crossing, dazzling and varied. With the cooperation of the hand and brain, the original white paper has become a colorful and beautifully composed painting. Every picture has a different meaning, depending on how you understand it. Everyone with high taste will hang some art paintings at home. They may appreciate the paintings as a beautiful and noble queen, and they will have a different flavor.

When I was a child, I often painted. My desk, chair and notebook were badly damaged. They are messy, pitted and full of scars. They all draw figures, flowers, plants, insects and fish, rivers, oceans and trees, which add up to a big picture book.

When a painter, the most important thing is patience, persistence and inspiration. Of course, the most basic-learning. However, I have no patience, carelessness and no formal training. Apart from my strong sense of art and color, I don't see anything more talented than others in painting.

But I won't give up. For my goals and ideals, I must work hard in the future!

I walked in the desert of memory, watching the storm take away the innocence and hesitation of childhood, and watching the ideal tree of becoming a painter grow sturdily under the irrigation of sweat. How can it not be exciting?

I couldn't think of any good sentences at first, but I posted a paragraph, which was honest.