Fortunately, the ideal is still there

That night, in Huaqing Jiayuan Building 15, the space belonging to the youth, I was a pseudo-youth, and a group of high-spirited college students to talk about ideal. This is the spiritual home that young people have created for themselves -- 706 Youth Space; This is a platform for young people to exchange ideas -- speech salon.

"Ideal! When I saw the title of this salon, I could not help but ask myself: How long has it been since this word was mentioned?

Lu Qiuwen said: "The pursuit of personal ideals, not everything can be given up, the other end to hang responsibility, so as not to become selfish ideal." Zhu Li, who has just graduated from graduate school, has just come out of a physical discomfort. She said: "A plain ideal may not be far away, but the process of pursuing it may not be easy." Wang Siyuxiang, who is studying business administration in the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, is so handsome that he seems to jump out of a Korean drama, but his unreliable major makes him confused: "I don't know where the ideal is in the end?" Yang Zifei said, I don t want to live a life where I see my head all at once.

Such as my age, with the people around to speak out this word, is the need for courage, once so solemn appearance, secretly write in the book, in the heart silently remember, in the night quietly think. Full of longing, the heart is like a fawn, afraid to let others know, afraid to be laughed at, but rambling about. Blood vessels are hot, there is so much power in the rush, looking forward to the life of the grand opening and closing, the dream of the colorful road ahead. Locked that target, think they can go through hell and water without regret, firm to let now want to cry. Time is like rough sandpaper, layer by layer, the ideal grinding gains and losses but the original appearance.

Ideal is a luxury. In this age of materialization, spiritual things are becoming less and less. One teacher said, "Some of you are not talking about ideals, but dreams. The real ideal is to know the reality is merciless, but still persevere." Although he explained the ideal from more aspects, I would like to draw connotation from the ideal itself.

"When you don't know the answer, ask the question." When you don't know where the road is, do you think in place or move forward temporarily? When we are in the reality as an excuse, will once the ideal abandoned as a humble shoes, once again review once touched stirring and passionate? Is not the ideal again bitter again tired also want to adhere to things? Isn't material power, wealth and status untouchable? However, in the face of cruel reality, ideal collapse so fast, like quicksand, rather than a fortress. And myself, not even after the shame of breaking the promise, just to once naive frivolous glimpses of the past, that is to grow up, mature.

The ideal is fragile. Scrabbling to think that primary school composition, "my ideal" write what? I can't remember. Time is the most ruthless plastic surgeon, a lot of things, by the time of the knife modified gradually did not have the original appearance. If our texture is not hard enough, I am afraid that after the turn of time, a lot of things have become a piece of the ground can not pick up.

Although, with the distillation of time, the ideal shrinks, becomes shriveled, but also, closer to that hard core. Ugly as it was, even mended, with missing corners and cracks, it was still there, still in my heart. So, I am glad, temporarily not lost; I look forward to it. Go on.

Finally, I said: "Life can not be without ideal. A life guided by ideals will be full, wonderful, real and not pretentious, and will belong to oneself rather than to others."