Yesterday, we had a discussion. The topic is: What is my dream? Every one has his dream. Some want to be teachers,others want to be scientists. My dream is to become a doctor.
My friends asked me why. I told them my story. When I was a small boy I was very weak. Once I was terribly ill. I had a high fever. My parents sent me to the hospital but the doctors could do nothing for me. Then my parents heard there was a very good doctor in another town. They took me there. I was saved.
A good doctor can save people’s lives. From then on I decided to become a doctor. I know it is not easy to be a doctor.But I am determined to study hard. I am sure my dream will come true.
My ideal is to become an excellent teacher when I grow up. Teacher, how is a sacred profession. Teachers will forever is the messenger of spring, warm sun on earth, I have a cavity and selfless love, and the spirit of dedication, so my ideal is to become an excellent teacher.
With a piece of chalk, great secrets of the kingdom of knowledge; Use a foot pointer, show the path to the ideal; With a piece of the blackboard, write down the infinite affection; Use a podium, reflect the hardships of the teacher.
If I were a teacher, I will use all sorts of new ways to attract students, let they relaxed and happy learning, I'll put them into the sea of knowledge, into the knowledge of the world, I will be with them into the paradise of knowledge, if I were a teacher I will take care of my students, if I were a teacher, I won't let students drill all day in the book, is to explore the secrets of nature; To search for the information; To catch the shadow of spring; Listen to the birds beautiful song; Write an article on the beautiful.
I will give all the children, knowledge and love. Teach them know embracing the world with your heart, change the world.
Ideal is the beacon, without ideal, there is no secure direction, there is no life! I want to live for ideals, happiness, for the ideal struggle for a noble ideal.
Someone alive without ideal, there is like in the hell, alive but idealistic, as in heaven, there is no ideal person is like a walking dead, of life and feel not good, boring, and I am a life full of hope, never give up and struggle for a noble ideal. My ideal is to be a doctor, because of it, I was happy, because of it, my life is brilliant.
When I was a child, my body is weak, less than a week, I will have a sick, mom often took me to the clinic to see doctors in the village, where there is full of happiness, because there was a white angels, although to the people there are patients, they are just as happy, I love this angel aunt, she is so kind, so love, to each patient as his own to kiss baby, she even better than my mother to me, every time when I went to see her, she will be supposed to use the day under the sweetest voice to greet me uncomfortable there. Under the long term, my body slowly to cure her.