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There is a poem written by Langston Hughes Hold fast to dreams,
For if dreams die,
Life is a broken-winged bird.
That can never fly.
Hold fast to dreams, For if dreams go,
Life is a barren field,
Frozen with snow. How beautiful it is. Yes, we shouldn’t give up our dreams. We shouldn’t give in to the large pressure on the way to realize our dreams.
There is a group of graduated students called “school-drifters”. According to China Daily, the number of the “school-drifters” had reached 100,000 as long ago as XX; the number is of course increasing over the years. Living on school resources is a way of cutting living costs. Living close is convenient and familiar. But the real reason for this phenomenon is the intense conflict between the real world and their ideals. The notion “Anybody coming back home without achievements is a loser.” together with a too-high expectation from parents make them dare not go home and
speak out their real situation. Enter grad school, find a better job, stay in big cities are their good wishes. Though the reality is cruel, they can realize them step by step.
In the film “The Pursuit of Happiness” when Chris saw the spelling error in the word “happyness”, he said these words: There is no y in happiness, there is i. And also, when we are striving for our future, we should remember there is i and no y. When the rich second generation drive their BMW on the high way, when the official second generation achieved a high position easily, the common young generation could also change their lives through hardship and toil.
How shall we do? Robert H. Goddard gave us the answer, “It is difficult to say which is impossible, for the dream of yesterday is the hope of today and reality of tomorrow”
Youth is not a time of life，it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of
rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees， it is a matter of the will, a
quality of the imagination, a vigor of the is the
freshness of the deep springs of life.
Youth means a tempera-mental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite for adventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of
60 more than a boy of 20. Nobody grows old merely by
a number of years. We
grow old by deserting our ideals.
Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spring back to dust. whether 60 or 16, there is in every human being’s heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing childlike appetite of what’s next and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless
station: so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the Infinite, you and I will remain young.
When the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at 20, but as long as your aerials are upto catch waves of optimism, there is hope