The Light of Dreams

　　What is a dream

　　It is the most obvious longing in our heart

　　It is the only ray of sunshine after our despair

　　It is the dream that paves a path for us

　　It is the driving force that drives us forward

　　It allows our lives to blossom and burns out of our flame

　　When darkness slowly envelops the blurred vision inside the mind, it is the dream that makes us believe that there is a clear sky waiting for us after we look up. You are it tells us to struggle for the original intention, after the effort will be rewarded, even if only a little harvest, but also to be satisfied, at least, we have worked hard, we have persisted, we struggled. Let the stars light up the lights and illuminate the light of our dreams; let the flowers exhale their fragrance and let life bravely blossom into its glory. Let the dream to be blossom, stand on the top of the rainbow, the bright galaxy, and pave it.

　　Rain gently falls low on the face, tears wash away sorrow, clear eyes always look into the distance, insert the wings of the dream, stand on the highest mountain peaks soar ......

　　"Spring silkworm to the end of the silk, wax torch into ashes tears began to dry", the spring silkworm even know that one day they will leave this world, but it is willing to give great selfless love for the survival of their children; a short candle flame, although only the weak light, but it is willing to selflessly give their light to light up the darkness.

　　Perhaps this is their dream, dedication; giving; they believe that even though they only have a short life, but they have their dream and when they die, they have no regrets. Because, they have realized their dream, their original heart ......

　　Dreams are immortal beliefs, a successful flower is composed of many spots of rain, blood, wind, rain, is the dream, let us have the pursuit, let us have a wonderful life; is the dream, let us know to have the self-confidence to fight not to die mentality, is the dream, let us know to have a steel-like will, tenacious spirit of struggle, to pave a road for us.

　　Time flies, the days that have passed cannot be returned, time flies; time passes, again and again, we can not predict the future, the only thing we can do is to create the future, and cast the light of our dreams.

　　Ah, friends, let's go together to create our dreams, to achieve the original intention of our struggle ......

The story of spring

　　Spring, the feeling brought to people, is thriving, is the recovery of all things, and is full of life.

　　This spring, I stand on the green field, ready to ......

　　What are you preparing for? Naturally, it was spring sports!

　　My last field day in elementary school.

　　I'd like to introduce myself as a loyal "lover" of our sporting events, and I've always been a part of every sporting event since first grade. Although the sports are not good, and always fail to win awards, this does not cut my desire to participate.

　　This time, it was my last chance, so I took it very seriously. A few weeks before the competition, I began to prepare for the competition. Every day after school, I refused to take the bus home and ran home instead and recorded my results to improve them one at a time.

　　Finally, the day came.

　　I stood in the competition field for the high jump, taking deep breaths to ease my nervousness. Looking at the high jump bar in front of me, I couldn't help but feel a rush of panic.

　　It was our team's turn! I saw the first competitor walk up to the front with confidence. As soon as the teacher's order was issued, he immediately rushed forward quickly and saw that he was about to hit it, but suddenly he saw a deft twist of the waist, his body rose in the air and deftly went over. Look at the railing, not even a move.

　　His wonderful performance made the audience burst into applause, while I could not help but pinch a sweat.

　　It's my turn! I stood on the starting line, my whole body tense. With the judge's command, I ran forward as fast as I could, a speed I hadn't expected. In the blink of an eye, the

　　I was already in front of the high bar. I jumped up, and with the help of inertia, flew towards the bar. I lifted my right foot with all my might and crossed straight over the bar. The right foot was over, and the next was the left foot. I lifted my left foot as hard as I could and leaned toward my right foot while curling up in the air. Don't look at how much I wrote, the whole process was only a few seconds, and I landed lightly on the mat. But the impulse was too strong, and the after-effects were not over, and I fell hard on the mat.

　　The trial jump was successful, and the next few times were easy because of the first experience. One meter, one meter one, one meter two ...... watched the results continue to improve, and my mood relaxed.

　　When jumping to one meter and a half, I was a little bottomed out: that looked too high! In came some of my physical exertions, although I tried my best to rush forward while trying to complete the process: right foot across, left foot close, but the height was not enough, and after three failures, I regretfully left the field.

　　However, I finished third in my grade! Two days later a red award certificate was handed out to me. Looking at my first and last awards, I was overjoyed.

　　The green field in spring left a mark on my youth and my beautiful back.

　　The story of spring belongs to me.