A blind man’s world is bounded by the limits of his touch; an ignorant man’s world is bounded by his superficial knowledge; a great man’s world is bounded by the limits of his vision. A peasant, a farmer, a lawyer, a doctor, an engineer, the list is long, they all have their own dreams, have their right to dream. If you have a great and hardly to be accomplished sort of dreams, do not feel foolish of yourself nor care about what other people’s thinking. Steady to your purpose!
Some examples of successful person on account for his/her great dreams:
1) Napoleon, despite humble parentage, became an emperor.
2) Beethoven brought to life his inner vision of music when he composed symphonies, when he lost his hearing. Dream, is likely a compass, telling us the direction that we should travel. As long you are heading to the direction en route to your dream, but not other directions that branch from the right path, it’s always worthwhile in doing it.
<Detour>
I have been living with despair, dismay and desperation for ages in this mundane world. All these obstacles seem to make me stronger, and at the same time, has set a sort of ineffable pity but mature look on my appearance. Devoured by anxiety, I usually keep to myself, ambling around the school at my own, less talk or joke, and this make me to have a few friends that I can rely on. I am still sensible and aware about how people look at me, or rather take people’s suggestions too seriously, occasionally. I am afraid that people would perceive me as a sphinx or think of me awkwardly, frankly. Despite what I have done to dissemble my anxiety by pretending to be chatty with friends, joker, or feign a smile, I have to accept the fact that I am a SOLO General who is at his lowest ebb. In my world, I see ashes scattering all over the ground and a timid, frail boy standing in the middle of the ashes, shedding tears alone. I am him. He is me. Sometimes. I don’t know the actual reason of the boy being overwhelmed with sorrow and forlorn, but from his pale countenance, I can guess he must be enduring countless misery, hardship and anguish. He is lacking of something in his life. His inadequacy in life affect mine. Because we are one thing.
Yes! It’s dream that I lack of. A soul without a vision lead a stagnant life-no progression, no activities. To be more precise, I lack of the courage to dream. I would tell you ONE FACT: Dread strains your every single nerve at the absence of a Dream.
I am going to graduate, tomorrow, and enters into a new stage of life. Throughout these 5 years time in this school, I was exposed to various things and learnt various new knowledge. I learnt to communicate with teachers & friends, discovered the importance of perseverance and determination in whatever you do-either of sport and academy, understand the complexity of knowledge, fathom that care and tender by an opposite sex is not synonymous to love…….Trudging through the perplexed age of teenager, is like walking along the thin iron wire where a large crowd of people is looking at your "performance". It has not been an ordinary one that conducted by acrobat in the circus. At least, if the feat is well performed, he would get abundant applause. It’s a totally different thing in actual life. Studying in this school for 5 years liao, hamik achievement pun tak ada(I mean achievement in academy, or maybe some are too trifle to be honourly mentioned, haha!). Haiz! What can I do? I was not born intelligently, have no privillege to profess my results to others. Alas!
Due to lethargy, the above substandard manuscript was unable to convey the meaning impressively and comprehensively.
Some examples of successful person on account for his/her great dreams:
1) Napoleon, despite humble parentage, became an emperor.
2) Beethoven brought to life his inner vision of music when he composed symphonies, when he lost his hearing. Dream, is likely a compass, telling us the direction that we should travel. As long you are heading to the direction en route to your dream, but not other directions that branch from the right path, it’s always worthwhile in doing it.
<Detour>
I have been living with despair, dismay and desperation for ages in this mundane world. All these obstacles seem to make me stronger, and at the same time, has set a sort of ineffable pity but mature look on my appearance. Devoured by anxiety, I usually keep to myself, ambling around the school at my own, less talk or joke, and this make me to have a few friends that I can rely on. I am still sensible and aware about how people look at me, or rather take people’s suggestions too seriously, occasionally. I am afraid that people would perceive me as a sphinx or think of me awkwardly, frankly. Despite what I have done to dissemble my anxiety by pretending to be chatty with friends, joker, or feign a smile, I have to accept the fact that I am a SOLO General who is at his lowest ebb. In my world, I see ashes scattering all over the ground and a timid, frail boy standing in the middle of the ashes, shedding tears alone. I am him. He is me. Sometimes. I don’t know the actual reason of the boy being overwhelmed with sorrow and forlorn, but from his pale countenance, I can guess he must be enduring countless misery, hardship and anguish. He is lacking of something in his life. His inadequacy in life affect mine. Because we are one thing.
Yes! It’s dream that I lack of. A soul without a vision lead a stagnant life-no progression, no activities. To be more precise, I lack of the courage to dream. I would tell you ONE FACT: Dread strains your every single nerve at the absence of a Dream.
I am going to graduate, tomorrow, and enters into a new stage of life. Throughout these 5 years time in this school, I was exposed to various things and learnt various new knowledge. I learnt to communicate with teachers & friends, discovered the importance of perseverance and determination in whatever you do-either of sport and academy, understand the complexity of knowledge, fathom that care and tender by an opposite sex is not synonymous to love…….Trudging through the perplexed age of teenager, is like walking along the thin iron wire where a large crowd of people is looking at your "performance". It has not been an ordinary one that conducted by acrobat in the circus. At least, if the feat is well performed, he would get abundant applause. It’s a totally different thing in actual life. Studying in this school for 5 years liao, hamik achievement pun tak ada(I mean achievement in academy, or maybe some are too trifle to be honourly mentioned, haha!). Haiz! What can I do? I was not born intelligently, have no privillege to profess my results to others. Alas!
Due to lethargy, the above substandard manuscript was unable to convey the meaning impressively and comprehensively.
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