My dream actor essay junior high school 800 words

My dreams.

He can't take away your paradise when he leaves, and he will leave rainbow tears after drying; He is gone, you can leave your dreams behind, there will always be a place waiting for love to fly. "Ten years ago, twenty years ago, I was a dreaming girl.

I love literature.

I dreamed of being a writer. No matter where I read, I was my favorite among my Chinese teachers. From primary school to middle school, to teacher training, to correspondence college, and even to undergraduate, I have always heard praise from teachers and classmates, and I have always been amazed that my writing ability can be recognized by so many people.

There are still a lot of impulses that make me think I'm going to be a writer: I must write a big work, profound! Profound!

And I didn't go to be a writer. I always thought in my heart that writers were bitter. Falling in love with it is tantamount to falling in love with loneliness.

Profound works come from the cry of the soul. I'm afraid. I'm afraid of reading hard under the lonely lamp in the room, I'm afraid that I'm going to be upside down day and night, I'm afraid that I'm afraid that my inspiration will disappear and I'm going to say new words, and I'm afraid that Jiang Lang will be despised.

My articles are only temperamental, happy and sad, shallow and I am happy. I just like, not love. Let me abandon the good times, marry with pen and ink, and accompany poetry and books, I can't do it.

Actually, I write just for fun.

I like it**.

I used to dream of being an actor, a full-time actor. I love the stage, I love the feeling of being on stage. I have participated in countless singer competitions, big and small.

I love to sing, I love to dance, because it makes me forget all my worries, because it attracts the attention of everyone. By the time I was thirty years old, there were still people in the industry who felt sorry for me: you should be an actor.

However, if it is wrong, it will be wrongI'm afraid that the actor will be displaced, and I'm not in good health; I'm afraid of the intrigue of the actors, I'm too naïve; I'm afraid of the actor's gossip, I care too much; I'm afraid that the actor will die early, and I'm worried about it. At the age of eighteen, I became a ** teacher, what a good career for girls!

Comfortable and respectable; Simple, not tired.

But, my dreams!

Sometimes I think about the dreams I had. But there are fewer and fewer times like this. My dreams just disappeared as I grew up.

Now, I often forget that I had that kind of dream. On my fingers, I've been a 15-year-old teacher. Dreams become dried rainbow tears, hanging in the deepest part of the heart.

Until one day, I suddenly found that in fact, my profession is not the most perfect combination of ** and literature Every class is a gorgeous stage, every class is a literary creation, although there are no dazzling lights, although there is no generous remuneration, but I have the most loyal audience and the most sincere readers-students.