第1个回答 2017-01-03
作文：
Different people have different dreams. Some people dream of making a lot of money. Some people dream of living a happy life. Some people dream of being famous. Some people dream of going abroad, and soon. But my dream is different. Maybe you will get a surprise after you know my dream.
I have a wonderful dream in my heart. It's to speak English very well. Since English is everything for me. English is my best friend. English is my soul. English is my power. Without English, I'm nothing at all. Nothing. Now, I can think in English, speak in English, and write in English. Some people think I'm an Indian. Some people regard I'm a Pakistan. And some people even consider that I'm an Egyptian. But if I could speak English as good as an American, my future would be perfect. So I work very hard.
翻译：
不同的人有不同的梦想。有些人梦想赚很多的钱。有些人梦想过上幸福的生活。有些人梦想能够出名。有些人梦想能够出国等等。但我的梦想是和他们不一样的。知道我的梦想后也许你会很惊讶。
在我心中有一个美丽的梦想。那就是说一口流利的英语。因为对我来说英语就是我的一切。英语是我最好的朋友。英语是我的灵魂。英语给予我力量。没有英语，我什么都没有。什么都没有。现在，我可以用英语的方式思考，用英语说话，用英语书写。有些人以为我是印第安人。有些人以为我是巴基斯坦人。有些人甚至认为我是埃及人。但如果我能说英语能像美国人说的那么好，我的未来会很美好。所以我很努力学习。本回答被网友采纳
第2个回答 2017-01-03
Everyone has a dream, some people dream of being a doctor, a policeman, a reporter, an actor...... My dream is to be a teacher, the teacher is no stranger to the word, it will be said that teachers have what is good to eat chalk every day. No If you think that you are wrong, the teacher is a sacred profession! He is the engineer of the human soul.
Some people say, "father, mother, like" is the continuation of the landscape of life. But that life is fragile, pale. What gives life power? What is the color of life? Love is the teacher's pure love. The teacher's love like scenery, give us wisdom; the teacher's love and like a majestic mountain, give us a sense of security.
Our teacher is open astepping-stone to success of wisdom; the teacher is our key to open the door of happiness; the teacher is our life voyage of the guide; the teacher is directing our life playing music
In a spacious classroom, a medium stature, white haired old man, back to the students in the classroom. On the blackboard, writing the words of chalk, sweat has soaked the clothes on his back, my eyes dim. The idea of can't help open desert. Many years later, a normal university graduate female college students, under the leadership of her teacher walked into the classroom of the sacred platform. With their own knowledge, to the future of these flowers watering fertilization. Suddenly the teacher called the students to answer the question, my deskmate just broke into me, I was back to God, when the teacher is my dream, in order to achieve this dream I have to work hard to learn knowledge. Come on now for my dream!
Even if the dream of life torn into pieces, we still have the courage to stick tenacious; even if today we banish stray, we still have the power to find the direction. Do not be discouraged, do not abandon, do not give up, there will be a day of glory can rise
Attack the teacher!