The theme is for whom essay, if you know, please say thank you.

Find it yourself, or feel it with your heart.

For the dream in my heart" Life is like a dream, success or failure, and after decades of repentance, it will disappear and come to naught. In the end, the past is like a dream, like floating dust.

I said, if life is a dream, then it is to live for a dream! Don't always feel that your ideas are too childish and too practical, you have to pursue and find, live for your dreams, and you will not come to this world in vain

However, dreams, where is the mountain? Ahead, foggy and confused, I don't know where to go

Dreams, in fact, are not far away

When I stepped into the campus and opened the textbook, I began to look for the dream, the dream had begun, I pursued, searched, but I couldn't fly high

In the Dream of Red Mansions, Daiyu shed all her tears for Baoyu, "I want to have many tears in my eyes, how can I survive spring to winter, and autumn to summer" is just to find the dream of the past life

Let's dream! A lifetime, a hundred years of vicissitudes of life Neither seek to be heard by the princes, nor to seek to be famous for a hundred generations, famous through the ages, only to live for their dreams Only to beg, worthy of heaven and earth!

That being the case, then, run towards the dream in your heart and spend your life only for the dream in your heart! Everyone has their own dreams in their hearts, but most people feel that their dreams are just dreams, which are so illusory that they can imagine that they can't reach them, so they bury it deep in their hearts, and don't even give it a chance to break the ground. When you run in the square, when you walk around the campus, look up at the blue sky, the spring breeze blows softly on the willow branches, the sun shines into every corner of the classroom, and the sun still smiles so brightly.

Believe in yourself because you have your own unique sparkle in you. Believe in yourself, because of your efforts, your perseverance, tomorrow's glory and achievements are quietly waiting for you. It is true that yesterday was your happiest day, but have you ever considered tomorrow and the future, yesterday will always be yesterday, it does not represent today's achievements and brilliance.

Therefore, for you who are successful, you should not be slack, not arrogant, not proud, and continue to maintain your hard work. Believe in yourself, and tomorrow's victory will still be yours.

On this night when the night is as cool as water, sit alone in front of the window, accompanied by a lone lamp. Gaze at the moonless sky in a daze.

I miss you, I want you to be alive during the day, I want you to sleep soundly at night. Think of your smiling face, think of your eyebrows. Then I began to get nostalgic, your sunny face, your face with frowns tightly knit. A few snowflakes fall, a tear slips down, and suddenly you can't remember your face.

The deep and shallow memories of the memory were blurred like never before at this moment. Standing on the edge of time, I tried to re-read all the things on my mind, trying to carve the traces of time. Those long-hidden feelings are so vague that they are unrecognizable.

Am I going to live my life like this, my kiss is not destined to kiss the person I love the most".My heart ached hard with these words. Maybe that's what life is:

I love someone with a very real heart, pay for a person with deep affection, I can give her a few years of youth, I can get drunk for her, I feel heartache for her to death, I have always chosen a person for him to be alone. However, it is only now that I really understand: I just used my nearly two years of youth to understand a truth:

The people you love the most are not suitable for being together, and there is no fate to be together, at most they are just fateless.

As we grow up, there will be many people around us, and perhaps the one who walks in the most hurry is the person we love the most. But no matter how hard we try, we can't keep her, she's just a sight. It may be an eternal landscape on the heartstrings, but in real life it is fleeting.

met, separated, and left nothing but the wound that hurts at the touch of the bottom of the heart.

I'm trying to stop thinking about you, maybe I should know myself better, know the you I love the most, let go of my hands, and make it easier for everyone.

Mud covered the trouser legs.

Sweat soaked the back of the shirt.

I don't know who you are.

but I know for whom you are serving.

For whom for the autumn harvest.

In order to return to spring and return to the wild geese.

Full of enthusiasm and singing youth without regrets.

Looking through the world, I don't know when my comrades-in-arms will return.

Who you are for whom.

My comrade-in-arms, when will you return.

Who you are for whom.

My brothers and sisters don't shed tears.

Who is the most beautiful and who is the most tired.

My folks, my comrades-in-arms.

My brothers and sisters.

What a good poem and prose for sisters.