Poetry about ideals should be positive and exciting

Living in this world, each other has an ideal:

The ideal for a fish is to swim in the sea;

The ideal of a bird is to soar into the blue sky;

The ideal of the horse is to gallop the grassland;

The ideal of bees is to make sweeter nectar.

Children! What are your ideals?

Be a teacher, be a scientist, or something else.

Let your ideals fly, let them fly.

In order to build a harmonious home, in order to have a better world!

1, "Looking for Dreams".Wu Xiaoqiu. Once, there was a small wish.

Later, it became a dream that fluttered in the wind.

In ignorance, the dream has long been far away.

In the blank eyes, I lost the direction of my life. Kai Fu suspicion.

In his persistence, he once made people haggard for Yixiao.

But forget the man who directed the lamp.

Finally, in the wash of time, epiphany, life told me to go in search of lost dreams.

So, I searched and saw it beckoning to me in the distance.

That's the road to your dreams.

That's where I got together with my teenager.

It's just that the road is full of thorns.

But life says that if there is no cruelty, there will be no bravery.

Fortunately, after thousands of searches, I finally saw it.

Since then, he has only cared about the ups and downs.

2, "Let's Youth, Let's Dream".Jiang Yu. Everyone's faces in the dance room.

My eyes dimmed.

We can't see the future.

Grow and transform day by day.

Heart-rending ghosts cry wolf howls.

We experience it every day.

Once wandered at a crossroads.

No successful course can be found.

Finally, we came to the other side of the dream.

Believe that fate can change.

As long as you work hard, dreams are not far away.

This is our battlefield.

The battle horn has long been sounded.

Youthful fighting spirit.

We're no longer hesitant.

Walking in the light of dawn.

Meet the light of victory.

Let's go, youth, let's dream.

Don't be confused, don't be melancholy.

With self-confidence and youthful desire.

With the high hopes of parents and teachers.

The original dream is in your hands, how can you return halfway.

Let's go, youth, let's dream.

Let's be in the sun. Break out of the cocoon in the morning and become a butterfly.

Hold up the most beautiful sun tomorrow.

3, "Dream".First dust. Cool moonlight.

Dancing and fluttering. Fall into the dust of the sleeping country.

Between the branches and leaves. Penetrate deep shades of light.

Pick it up lightly. Silently and gently.

Crystal clear. There is a kind of strength in the condensation.

Hanging above the green leaves.

Obsessively watching. It's like a lifetime.

A hurried past.

A lifelong dream.

Sing it over and over again in your heart.

Survive a lifetime of darkness.

Gather the strength of a lifetime.

I'd rather have flowers on my pillow.

Tears flowed. Fight against the night.

Mid-twilight. Caressed by the sun.

Refracted out. Unprecedented light.

Life is beating and flickering.

It's getting smaller and smaller. A sparkling heart.

Embraced the sun.

Colorful light.

Peace for the revival of all things.

1. "Ideal".

In the living moon, you alone are supreme; In the turbulent survival, you are the only one who keeps the light in the dark.

Stand on the earth and look at the universe, stand in the universe and look at yourself.

You are a little salt in ancient time and space, a tender shoot at this moment, a wordless footprint falling on the side of the Freedom Road, and a gentle drizzle that drenches love.

It's just you, ideal; It's just you, ideal.

2. "Igniting Ideals, Illuminating Youth".

The enthusiastic young people of the new era have crossed the vicissitudes of a century, ignited the fire of ideals, and welcomed the dawn of dawn in running.

In the eventful years, countless people with lofty ideals have passed through the darkness, lit the torch of light, and saw the way forward in the struggle.

A hundred years ago, people who were hungry and cold struggled to survive in a world of misery, hoping for hope and warmth.

In the darkness, sporadic flames suddenly appeared, shining with a little light.

Even if this is faintly bright, it is small enough to be visible to the naked eye.

But a spark can start a prairie fire.

Because. Our ancestors shared a common faith, and they protected their loved ones and every land they loved with a sincere heart.

So. Today, we inherit the fine traditions of our ancestors with the power of youth, with a vigorous and high-spirited attitude.

With ideals, go to the new era.

Stone Ship --

I can't carry my heart.

I'm wandering.

Sit at the bow and look at the stern.

The years are full of vicissitudes.

The footsteps of the past have broken through time.

How can it be healed with tears.

Let the rain fall to your heart's content.

Wash away the scars.

Wash out the original heart.

The heart is too heavy to go, which is too high an ideal.

--Poetry of the Arctic King.