realize the dream英语作文

去年夏天 数着贝壳和浪花的海边 我们祈祷着明年的今天 还能够保持这样无忧笑脸 你是夏天 有海风吹过棕榈的蓝天 让我忘记了眼泪有多咸 你一出现就是晴天 还想听你任性的说 要带我去环游世界 就算整个世界都改变 也不改变 为你勇敢的自己 一年以后 我们踏上了各自的旅途 虽然经历过不同的故事 仍记得海边的约定 还想听你任性的说 要带我去环游世界 就算整个世界都改变 也不改变 为你勇敢的自己 给你我的心作纪念 这份爱 任何时刻你打开都新鲜 有我陪伴 多苦都变成甜 睁开眼就看见永远 给我你的心作纪念 我的梦 有你的祝福才能够完全 风浪再大 我也会勇往直前 我们的爱 镶在青春的纪念册
我们是否还记得，就像这首歌词一样，懵懂的青春，纯真的梦想！
回首此时，早已被时间淡忘，被工作掩埋，让现实冰封在记忆中。彼此许下的承诺，不会放弃梦想的誓言，在今看来只是空谈！
（忆） 放学后的教室里面，回忆去年的夏天，那时没有太多杂念，单纯的很腼腆。没有打扫过的房间，我们一直聊天，才明白，青春原来叫抛物线。思绪一直安静睡在乾净的口袋里面。对面的咖啡店，还在上演那一段，从前。听着最爱的唱片，回忆起，我们的从前。每一页都是那么甜，我多想回到那时间。青春偏离了导航线，梦想离开了抛物线。窗台边，铺满了落叶。褪色的情节在堆叠，秋风枯萎了，早已失去的季节！
（现实） 不知何时开始了一个人去独立思考，一个人旅行背负着名叫责任的背包，脚下是泥泞小道，前方却没有路标。在质疑声中选择不顾一切逃跑，一次又一次重回家庭的怀抱。长出了翅膀，却久久不愿离开温暖的鸟巢。这多么可笑..多么胆小。身边的伙伴已经开始实现他们自己遥远的目标。试着再次出发，我继续前进，回头去看那家人会是最坚强的后盾，所以我相信我可以自由去飞翔，让每个人去看我在成长中的那份坚韧！一步一步学着接受承受，感受享受不再去回首。艰难再次出现我会接受挑战，时间的紧迫脸上的笑容依旧如此灿烂。失望绝望之后希望就在那明天，这半夜陌生的路慢慢变成了宽敞的直线。夜晚躺在地上仰望星空，回忆似乎把我拉进了甜蜜的梦境，不知不觉中已经抬起了手臂，不可思议这天空被我攥在手中！i believe i can fly，i believe i can touch the sky，i really know who i am，i really know what's my life.
我现在的工作是服务，在繁华的城市中，奔驰在霓虹般的桥梁上，对，公交。因为这个行业是我可以实现我和朋友们当时说的梦想（服务人民，服务全世界）。虽然我的青春一部分留在保家卫国的军队，但是我还有残余的一点，哪怕是未来，我都愿意付出在公交的服务中。这是我的青春，这是我的梦。如果自己的梦不去努力实现，那么青春和谈拥有！和谈经历！只有努力过，奋斗过才能实现，青春才有真正的意义！或许不会有人理解，或许被人误解，哪怕没有人懂得，至少我们经历过，至少还有陪我一路走来的你们，因为我们没有忘记，没有忘记青春许下的诺言，没有忘记彼此的梦想。我们拥有了，我们就要实现了，还等什么？
我的青春我的梦，就是这么简单，就是这么平淡，没有离奇，但是我在抒写传奇！平凡的字眼，不平凡的付出。几人之所急，需人之所需，莫待乘客开口，便知乘客所问。这就是我在公交服务行业中所学到的！
青春与梦是一个等量的交换。你以青春付出多少，就能够收获多少，我以全部的青春付出，我只要属于我的梦，现在便用青春种下我的梦。我要更加努力，没有最好，只有更好。我想终于会有那么一天，我会收获梦的季节。

英文：

Last summer counting the shells and spray seaside we pray day next year is also able to maintain this carefree smiles, it's summer have sea breeze blows palm of blue sky let I forgot how salty tear your appearance is a still want to listen to your wayward said will take me to travel around the world even if the whole world change also don't change for you brave himself a year later we set foot on their journey though I had a different story still remember the seaside agreement also wants to hear you wayward said will take me to travel around the world even if the whole world change also don't change for you brave oneself give you my heart memorial this love any moment you open all fresh have I accompany many painstakingly all become sweet open your eyes saw forever give me your heart memorial my dream have your ZhuFuCai can completely waves again big also I will forward our love set in the autograph album of youth

Will we still remember, just like this song is same, ignorant youth, pure dream!

Looking back at this time, had long been forgotten, was working time, let reality buried frozen in memory. Each other the commitment, won't give up on your dream of vow, this seems just talk!

(yi) after school classroom inside, memories of last year's summer, then without much memory.protect, simple shy. No cleaned the room, we have been chatting, just understand, youth original call parabola. Thoughts have been quiet sleep in clean your pockets. A cafe across, staged the passage, formerly. Listen favorite record, recalling, our past. Each page is so sweet, I just want to go back to the time. Youth deviated from navigation lines, dream left the parabola. Windowsill edge and covered the fallen leaves. Fade plot in stack, autumn wind withered, had lost season!

(real) don't know when to begin a man to think independently, traveling and carried the named responsibility backpack, feet is muddy path, but no road signs ahead. In misgivings about choose desperate escape, again and again to return to family's arms. Have wings, but long would not leave the warm nest. This funny.. How timid. Side partner has begin to realize their own remote goal. Try to leave again, I continue to advance, looking back on the family would be the most strong backing, so I believe I can fly freely to everyone to see me in the growing share of the resilience. Step by step is to learn to accept inherit, feel no longer go back to enjoy. Tough challenge, appear again I will accept time limit face smile still so bright. Desperate hope in disappointment after tomorrow, then, the midnight strange road slowly into a spacious straight line. Night lying on the ground looking at the stars, recollection seems to pull me into the sweet dreams, unconsciously has raised its arm, incredible this sky was I stood with his hands! I can fly, I largel7y I can touch I largel7y happiest, I am amongst polished who, I wish pains' s amongst polished markets.

My present job is service, in the bustling city, Benz neon of bridge, on the bus. Because this business is I can achieve my friends and I said at the time of the dream (services for people around the world, service). Although my youth part of stay in his hearth army, but I still have the remnants of a little, even if be the future, I will pay in bus service. This is my youth, this is my dream. If their own dreams are not trying to realize, then youth peace talks have! The talks experience! Only by working hard, had struggled to realize, youth will have real meaning! Perhaps no one would understand, perhaps be misunderstood, even if no one knows, at least we've seen, there is at least accompany me along the way you, because we did not forget, did not forget the youth's promise made, not forgetting what each other's dreams. We have, we will come true, still etc. What

My youth I dream, is so simple that is such a plain, not extraordinary, but I in express legend! Ordinary word, extraordinary effort. Several people need, need to all men want, mo for passengers openings, then know passengers asked. This is me in transit in the service sectors have learned!

Youth and dream is an equal exchange. With your youth pay how many, can harvest, how much I with all the youth pay, if only I belong to my dream, now it using youth planted my dreams. I want to try harder, no best, only better. I want to finally will someday, I'll reap dream season.

追问：

能换个吗 和我同学的都一样啊 这要加学分的

回答：

“花开堪折直须折，莫待无花空折枝”说的不正是我们？然，又是谁在雨夜前替我们摘下那枝本该由自己折下的花枝？待到雨露初歇，大地明亮，回首时却发现枝头空零落。
青春的事，本不该经由他人之手。只是大人们不懂得这些，他们见风雨蠢蠢欲动，便再也按捺不住的想要伸出手去护住那花枝。干脆点的，便将她折下，于翌日清晨装饰在孩子的窗口。只是他们从来也不知被他们悉心保护着孩子在看到同是被大人们悉心保护着的花朵时心中的那份苦涩。
何须他人插手？我们总是希望着拥有自己的青春。纵使父母为我们安排好了一切，为我们铺平了道路，我们所向往的，却始终都是压在柏油之下的花草，以及深浅不一的脚印。
不需要父母生搬硬套的大道理，我们可以自己阅读晦涩难懂的字句；不需要睡前温柔的摇篮曲，我们已学会欣赏震天憾地的摇滚乐；不需要手把手的教授，我们已能够凭自己的力量接受新生事物。
可是这些话，我们往往没有勇气说出口，因为心知这番话语会在父母心中掀起巨浪。于是我们小心翼翼的维护着自己还是稚嫩的幼童的假象，如此的日复一日，直到连自己也忘记了自己的初衷，心安理得的生活在父母的庇护之下。
大人们就这样一点一滴的，以不可阻挡之势，主宰了我们的青春。
但我相信终有一天我们会在又一个花季的轮回中醒悟，在雨季来临之前亲手折下青春的花枝。毕竟梦想是自己的，青春是自己的，再多的坎坷，再多的甘苦也该是自己的。为什么要对他人言听计从，而不能自己选择未来的道路？为什么不靠自己的双手，描摹一份未来的壮美蓝图？
人生若是一张白纸，就让我们执笔挥毫，尽书青春情仇；人生若是一座花园，就让我们亲手栽植，遍赏满园旖旎。人总是要为自己做上一两件事，或大或小，只要到了终点时再忆起，自觉问心无愧便可。

英文：

"Flower KanShe straight must fold, mo stay no flower empty fold branch" say not exactly what we However, who are in rainy night before we pluck that branch for should be handled by oneself fold under the squid Stay till the early dew, and the earth and bright, looking back rested find branch empty shattered.

The youth of matter, this shouldn't through the hands of others. Only adults don't know these, they see rain phalanx, then any further can't restrain to put out his hands to protect the squid. Simply point, put her in a decorated in mid-morning in children's window. But they never does not know by their children in protected devotedly to see the grown-ups with is protected devotedly when a flower in the hearts of the copy of bitter.

Why others meddling in We always hoping that have their own youth. Even if their parents, as we arranged everything, paving the way for us, and what we wanted, but always are killed in asphalt plants, and under two-tone footprints.

I don't need my parents firmly principles, we can read obscure letter; Don't need bedtime gentle lullaby, we have learned to appreciate thundering I regret to rock, Need not intended to professor, we can already by our own strength to accept new things.

But these words, we often did not have the courage to speak, because a heart to know this speech words will in their parents' mind powerful waves. So we walked gingerly maintained your child or immature the illusion, so day after day, until even oneself also forgot his own original intention, comfortably living in parents's aegis.

Adults like this bit, with irresistible trend, dominated our youth.

But I believe one day we will in another flowering in reincarnation disillusioned, before the rainy season hands folded under the youth squid. After all dream is ourselves, youth is their own, no more bumpy, no more a bittersweet should also is his. Why to others, and cannot choose bidding future road Why cant own hands to depict a future magnificent blueprint

Life if a white paper, let our youth as usual the book was written QingQiu; Life if a garden, let us hand planted roses charming. Peepers, times People always want to do for themselves on a thing or two, big or small, as long as to the end point again when remembering, consciously conscience can be.