Ideal is a bright light in each of us, which can help us.

Point out the way forward. However, the ideal is also a desired goal, but

But we need to experience it ourselves. Everything in the world has its own ideal, the ideal of flowers.

The ideal is to bloom colorful flowers: the ideal of birds is to build strong nests. but

My ideal is to become a world-famous musician.

Whenever I see many famous singers having fun on their own stage on TV.

When I sang beautiful songs and infected the audience, I made up my mind to be one.

A musician, let his songs spread all over five continents and four oceans, and warm everyone's heart.

Mind.

Music, my ideal, the goal of struggle. It attracts with its own unique charm.

Everything has its unique charm, its melody is so beautiful, its voice.

The voice is so touching The ideal of becoming a musician is even more unshakable, because I

I believe it won't abandon me, and it will make me bathe in the glory of my ideal.

In the middle. Music is my greatest passion, and more importantly, it often encourages me and makes me

I have courage. Every day, I will always be accompanied by music, and music has become an inseparable part of me.

My good friend. When I fail and encounter setbacks, I am never afraid, because I become

The ideal of musicians always reminds me that I am still so far from my ideal.

The road ahead is still bumpy, come on! Conquer everything with firm faith!

When I am tired, as long as the music plays, I forget things long ago.

It is fatigue

Ideal is a stone, knocking out a single spark; Ideal is the road, illuminating the road of night navigation; reason

Think of it as a fire and light the extinguished lamp; Ideal is the road that leads you to the dawn. As long as I have

With firm faith, hard work and courage, I believe I will go on step by step.

March towards the road of musicians and reach the ideal realm!

My teacher

The head teacher of our class, a teacher, is not tall and always has a gentle smile on his face. In the eyes of her classmates, she is not only a good teacher, but also a good friend, more like a kind mother. You always moisten our hearts with selfless love.

I remember that at the beginning of school, you were hospitalized twice because of overwork. Although you had an intravenous drip in the hospital, your heart was in our class, and you couldn't let us go at all times, so you pulled out the intravenous drip and rushed back to school non-stop.

In my memory, the teacher's meticulous care will never be erased.

I remember the first military training, we lined up to meet, and the headmaster held a camp opening ceremony. At this moment, I suddenly felt dizzy. Gradually, my breathing becomes more and more difficult. It seems that there are many bees buzzing in my ear. I feel that the headmaster's face is getting more and more blurred, even his voice is getting smaller and smaller, and then he knows nothing when his eyes are black.

After a while, I vaguely felt that I was being held by others. I tried to open my eyes, only to find myself sitting in the office. After a while, Mr. Chen rushed over when he heard the news. Teacher Chen saw me awake. I am anxious to be caring and attentive, and I am relieved to know that I am fine. Then I thought of something and went out again. Then, Teacher Chen came back with milk and biscuits, and told me to eat quickly. I realized that I hadn't had breakfast yet. I also prepared hot sugar water for me to drink. I looked at the boiling sugar water and suddenly burst into tears.

Teacher, you work quietly in your ordinary post, watering us with hard sweat and growing sturdily. You have no vigorous deeds, but you are only one of the 10,000 ordinary teachers in Qian Qian, but it is also the 10,000 ordinary teachers in Qian Qian who have trained and are training generations of successors in socialist construction. Teacher Chen teaches us to be human and knowledge. You are like a candle, burning yourself silently and illuminating others. You are like an industrious gardener, cultivating the flowers of our motherland, and you are like beautiful autumn leaves, giving your life selflessly.