Ideals make the future shine

Ideal is like a compass in the boundless sea, like a lamp in the dark road, like a horn in the race, so that we work hard for him, to struggle, to achieve...

In fact, ideal is the only bet, just like an abyss, from the moment you jump, you must fight hard. Or, dapeng spread its wings and ascended; Or, stone sink deep bottom, no sound. Former, have ideal, have a goal, have power, so unremitting efforts; The latter, do not have enough self-confidence, so lost in the hesitation. A Jiong desperate, wading over mountains and rivers, like a stone bird, with their own tenacious wings top through the wind and snow, for their own ideal high triumphant song.

Charlotte Hornets‘ no. 1 player Boggs loved basketball as a kid. His dream is to play in the NBA one day. Boggs is only 1.60cm tall. Despite being the shortest player in the NBA, Burgess is also one of the NBA’s most outstanding guards with the fewest turnovers. Not only does he have a good handle, he can shoot from far away, and he doesn‘t have to be afraid to dribble for layups in front of tall players. Every time people see Burgess running around like a little wasp, they can’t help but admire. Everyone has the right to follow an ideal, no matter how big or small, that is worthy of admiration. A Jiong, a blind teenager, finally became a star after that sad experience. Sometimes, then ordinary flowers will have a kind of beauty.

From ancient times to the present, from middle to outside, in the long course of history, how many great men‘s lofty ideals still inspire generations of Chinese people. In order to revitalize China, Zhou Enlai cherished the lofty ideal of “studying for the rise of China” and devoted all his life to the revolution, leaving a brilliant mark in history. Martin Luther King, Jr., to free the slaves, to free the people from the chains that bound them. He resolutely pursued the path of democracy. Finally, his dream came true and he spread the seed of happiness in the world.

I am not so, I picked up the pen, slide on the paper, the brush fell, hit out for the ideal and struggle for the beautiful echo, a drop of sweat drops, out of my heart unremitting efforts. The nib is still sliding, depict an ideal arc of huanhuan, oh! The dawn of struggle shines into reality! Finished! Looking at the original picture in front of me, I cried out, and the fountain of joy ran through my heart. I said to myself; Struggle for the ideal, what a sacred word, full of longing, full of expectation, full of sweat and nectar of success! I’m going to remember it, right! Strive for your ideal!

For the ideal, let the future shine.