Whenever I feel tired after finishing my homework, I always like to sit on the spacious window sill of my room, looking at the blue sky, beautiful white clouds and flying birds outside the window and thinking about my bright future.

If I were a scientist, I would invent a "starship" more advanced than "Shenzhou 5", roam the sky, find out many planets covered by oceans and virgin forests, and let the citizens of the "global village" who are being polluted by the environment come here to live.

If I am an architect, I will build a bridge of friendship for my motherland, which will be built in the Taiwan Province Strait. One end of the bridge is built in Taiwan Province Province, a treasure island, and the other end is built in Hainan Island, which is convenient for compatriots on both sides of the strait to travel.

If I am a teacher, I will be worthy of the title of gardener, work hard in the garden of education, train my students to maintain good quality and become useful talents in building the motherland.

If I were a doctor, I would be "Hua Tuo's reincarnation", inventing acupuncture drugs that make people feel no pain, allowing many ultra-micro robots to search thousands of parts of patients, remove the dirt blocked in them, and let patients recover without surgery and alleviate their pain.

If I am an athlete, I will become a decathlon athlete, beat the United States, Russian and other sports powers in international competitions, win a gold medal for my motherland and show the prestige of the people of China.

If I were ..............., I always doubt whether these dreams will come true.

Yes, I will. As long as I study hard and master more knowledge now, I can put wings on my dream!

2. A Beautiful Dream 600-word composition for the second day of junior high school

In a clear river, there lived a free and lively little carp. The river there is clear and rich in oxygen. There are colorful pebbles and delicious and smooth aquatic plants in the river. Well done!

Little carp has many good friends: magpies, butterflies, dragonflies, frogs ... He lives here and is very happy. In spring, he enjoys beautiful flowers, smells flowers and listens to birds singing. From time to time, he will lean out of the water to breathe fresh air; I often race "running" with my little bird sister. Sometimes, he will play hide-and-seek with the little dragonfly! In summer, he hides in the depths of the water to enjoy the cool and play with shrimps. In autumn, watching people harvest rice and grapes, he will dance happily in the water. In winter, just listen to the wind and have a good sleep.

However, as more and more people live here and there are more and more factories nearby, he is in trouble. Look: There are fewer green trees and the lawn is yellow. The river is full of rubbish and gives off a stench. There was less water in the river, and all the fish died of illness. Most of his good friends have flown elsewhere, and he is afraid and lonely.

The little carp remembered what his mother said before she died and told him to go to the river to find his grandmother. He cried and swam to the river with all his strength. I finally found the big river, which is also muddy and lifeless. Small carp feel difficulty breathing and lack of oxygen. He finally found his dying grandmother, who was suffering from severe tuberculosis, and said sadly, "Son, go, Dajiang can't live any longer. I am too old to swim. Go to the Yellow River to find your grandmother. "

So he swam to the Yellow River again. However, the Yellow River has long been unrecognizable, and it is no longer the original mother river with rough waves and spectacular momentum. Today, the water of the Yellow River is full of sand and silt. On the water, there are many aquatic animals floating, including fish, shrimp, crab and loach ... large and small bodies floating on the water. He was frightened and ran away.

He spends every day in fear and anxiety, and he is hungry every day. He has traveled through countless streams, rivers, lakes and oceans, and they are slowly becoming stagnant water. He also saw countless orphans like him, all living a homeless life and suffering. As a result, he began to hate human beings, who discharged a lot of industrial wastewater, littered in the ocean, scratched and killed indiscriminately, cut down trees, made sand flow into the water, destroyed their homes and lost their loved ones. ...

Finally, one day, he surfaced to breathe. A fisherman saw him, cast a net and caught him. He lay quietly in the bucket and had a beautiful dream: in a place where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, the stream is rippling gently, the stream is full of wild flowers, and the stream is crystal clear. The stream is full of water plants, his friends and relatives are singing and dancing together, and their laughter fills the whole world. They greeted him with dance and stayed with them forever.

3. A Beautiful Dream 600-word composition for the second day of junior high school

Dreams are beautiful and out of reach. Everyone once had a dream, some people fought for it, some people just dreamed it up and didn't put it into practice.

When I was a child, I fantasized that I could become an excellent scientist and contribute to the scientific research of the country. Fantasize that you can become a teacher and bring knowledge to children in poor mountainous areas; Fantasize that you can become a doctor to save lives and bring hope to patients; I have a fantasy. ...

However, as we get older, these fantasies are like bubbles. Although colorful, it will eventually burst. In the process of growing up, I was very confused, just like being in the sea of Wang Yang and losing my way forward. I wandered in the sea, eager to get the way forward, but I didn't put it into practice, just waited silently. At this time, a faint light suddenly came from the distance, guiding me into the right channel and bringing me hope. That faint light is my father.

My father is an ordinary worker, and it is common practice to go out early and come back late every day. Whenever there is a knock at home in the dead of night, I know it's my father, because my father always smells. Father will come to see me every time he comes back to see if I have a rest. I remember once, my father came home from work at the construction site and came to see me in my room. As soon as I smelled this unique smell, I knew it was my father, so I secretly hid under the quilt. My father crept up to me and smiled knowingly when he saw that I was asleep. I also hid in the quilt and secretly laughed, laughing that dad didn't know I didn't sleep!

My father is always kind to people on weekdays, and he often teaches me to be kind to people. That time, I quarreled with my classmates. My father didn't scold me after learning about it, but earnestly asked me to apologize to others. Through this incident, I understand that my father is a kind person.

In the first semester, my grades dropped a lot. After the mid-term exam, I looked at that terrible score and completely lost my confidence, so I gave up on myself. My father may have realized something. After dinner, he took me aside and taught me not to give up on myself, but to learn to persist. After listening to my father's words, I nodded and made up my mind to regain my confidence. I won't let him down next time.

Accompanied by my father silently, I have a beautiful dream in my heart. I want to be an unknown and kind person like my father. I will definitely put it into practice and make this beautiful dream come true as soon as possible!

4. A Beautiful Dream 600-word composition for the second day of junior high school

Dream is like a seed, rooted in my heart, carefully cultivated every day, and will eventually grow into a gorgeous flower.

One night many years ago, my mother told me a dream when she was a child. When I was in primary school, I wanted to be a mathematician like Hua. In junior high school, I wanted to be a musician like Beethoven. Later, I wanted to be a painter and a writer ... "In the end, I am nothing." Mom laughed and laughed at herself.

I looked at the stars outside the window, against the graceful moonlight. Suddenly, a dream came to my mind: "Mom, I want to be a candy designer! What do you say? "

"What a wonderful dream!" Mom smiled and praised me, reaching out and stroking my hair carefully. "Baby, you know what? People who can design candy must have beautiful hearts, so the candy designed in this way is sweet and children like it, right? "

I nodded desperately, filled with excitement. However, this dream was gradually forgotten.

Once my mother had dinner with a colleague and accidentally talked about their children's dreams. My aunt's daughter is a little older than me and has always dreamed of being the president's secretary. In front of her, I am as small as dust.

When I got home, I asked my mother anxiously, "Mom, mom, if I can't get into Oxford, Harvard, Peking University and Tsinghua, will you still love me?"

"Of course, baby, mom will always love you."

"What if I can't even get into an ordinary college?"

"Baby, mom must still love you. As long as you are kind, sunny and upward, you will always be the pride of your parents! "

"Mom, how can you be so far away from me?"

"Kindness, sunshine, upward, this requirement is not high, right?"

As a result, I have a beautiful dream in my heart: to be a person with good moral character. As for her characteristics, I don't know when it has been integrated into my subconscious. Their names are: gratitude, kindness, sunshine, positive, considerate, reasonable, calm, indifferent, responsible and responsible.

5. A beautiful dream 600-word composition for the second day of junior high school

Everyone knows that fish only have a memory of seven seconds, and what happened is forgotten in a blink of an eye. I envy them very much. Although they are always eaten by people, I still envy them. I even hope to become a carefree fish or wake up in my next life, but reality always mercilessly laughs at my overreaching. So one day, I had a dream, a beautiful dream. In my dream, I really became a fish.

In my dream, I swam in the endless ocean and churned freely. Sometimes I spit out a bunch of small bubbles and then I get in and wander around. Sometimes I shake my head and tail and stir up a little splash for my own enjoyment. Or sometimes bite your own tail and play by yourself. I will also have companions, live with them in the sea world every day, and hunt and play together every day, not to mention how happy I am. Of course, there will never be an argument between us. Even if there is, we won't hold grudges for long. After all, we are fish, and our memory is only seven seconds.

In the dream, there are no trivial things, you don't need to bear too many burdens, and you don't need to worry about the cold and warm of the world. I swim and swim every day. Coral reefs are my toys, as well as turtles, jellyfish, seaweed and so on. They are all my partners. Oh, I forgot to tell you that the little conch is my home. Sometimes when I am tired or tired, I will go back to my home to rest, catch up on my sleep, and then continue swimming and swimming. ...

In my dreams, I often see people passing by by boat. Occasionally expose your head and feel the sunshine bath. I see all kinds of boats moving slowly above my head, and then people will throw fishing nets into the sea, so I won't be so stupid to get in by myself! I'll just watch. If my friends want to get into it foolishly, I'll remind them and take them to safe waters. But sometimes, even if you escape the capture of human beings, you can't escape the invasion of huge creatures in the ocean. Once we find huge and fierce marine creatures such as sharks, I can only get into my little conch's house and hide, so as to save my life. Oh, it's not easy for me Until now, I didn't understand the difficulty of life and the preciousness of life. Then the danger passed, and I came out to play by myself.

That day, I had a beautiful dream, but the dream was just a dream, and it would come back to reality eventually. No, the alarm clock beside my pillow keeps stimulating my eardrum, which makes me have to wake up from this beautiful dream. After waking up, my life is still the same. I still have to carry a heavy load, face all kinds of people, deal with people with different personalities and shuttle through the crowd. I learned to wear a mask of disguise, which made me forget what I should be like.

Thinking about the beautiful life in my dream makes me more and more eager to become a fish. I only have seven seconds of memory, but I am carefree every day. Only seven seconds of memory, but what remains is always a beautiful thing.