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 .
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. end