good moring everyone ,today i will tell you my dream keeped in my heart .

the ideal is dream , it is power that people move forward to. each people have their different ideams. i have my own ideam .

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when i was childen i like to look fairy tale ,so every day i looked lots of fairy tale books , sometimes mom told me beautiful fairy tales, wonderful legends . every time , i naively looked at sparked stars in the sky , i thought : when i grow up would like to be a writer and write many articles let people read and appreciate .

as time goes slowly, this beautiful but naive ideal is permanently impressed in my mind, it deeply hide in my heart and become a kind of power urge me forward. with the passage of time , i have slowly come to understand a reason , it is not easy to be writers , it needs to experience many twists and turns on the road , need to suffer numerous wind and rain blow . but i will not back down and fear , i would like to insist, i firmly believe that if you insist on you will achieve victory.

thanks my beloved teacher ,thanks every classmates .