The ideal is the stone, knocking out the spark, the ideal is the fire, lighting the extinguished lamp, the ideal is the lamp, illuminating the way of the night, the ideal is the road, leading you to the dawn......

Mr. Yu Xuntan's "Ideal" makes abstract ideals easy to understand, and perhaps also allows many people to pick up the ideals that have been lost. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"'There are always people in the world who have abandoned their ideals, but ideals have never abandoned anyone', and there is an old saying, 'ambition is not old, no ambition is empty to live a hundred years', so people should have ideals, Xiaoyu, what is your ideal?"

After reading a poem, Dongxue looked at the spring rain again.

Although they grew up together, they really didn't discuss ideals before.

Since I've talked about it today, let's discuss it by the way.

"My ideals......"

Hearing this question, Chunyu frowned and thought about it.

After a long time, he spoke.

"Sleep until you wake up naturally, you don't have to do anything, you can sleep whenever you want. ”

“……”

Dongxue opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

And Xia Huo, who was eating snacks, said directly.

"It's really a pale and powerless ideal, with all due respect, Chunyu pro, if you continue like this, your life will be meaningless!"

"Yes, I think sleep is the most important thing for me. ”

Chunyu said.

In this regard, Dongxue was speechless again.

Xia Huo, on the other hand, shook his head with emotion.

"Don't 'black-haired people don't know how to study early, and white-haired people regret studying late'!"

"Are you qualified to say light rain?"

Dongxue glanced at the summer fire.

Miss Xia Huo obviously doesn't usually study, and every time she goes to the exam, she is cramming.

What's even more infuriating is that even so, he is still in the top three of his grade every time.

How unfair life is!

As if he knew what Dongxue was thinking, Xia Huo couldn't help but wave his hand.

"Give up, Dong Xue, life is so unfair!"

Some people have tried and succeeded, while others have succeeded but never tried, and many more have been trying but have never succeeded.

Dongxue looked at Xia Huo with an unhappy expression.

"Then Miss Xia Huo, what is your ideal?"

"My dream is to become a cosmic icon!"

Xia Huo replied without hesitation.

In this regard, Dongxue just rolled her eyes.

"You still know it's a 'dream'!"

"Prizes have been awarded. ”

Xia Huo expressed modesty.

Dongxue was speechless.

Qiu Yue expressed doubt.

"Hmm, isn't Sister Xiaohuo an idol of the universe for a long time? You've always said that!"

“……”

Spring rain, summer fire, and winter snow all looked at the autumn moon.

In this regard, Qiu Yue just looked puzzled.

Did she say something wrong?

"The ......"

"Qiu Yue is really a good boy!"

Xia Huo said with emotion.

Spring rain and winter snow nodded in agreement.

In this regard, Qiu Yue still looked puzzled.

And Xia Huo continued.

"Let's not talk about dreams, the ideal of the slave family is actually very simple, that is, I hope that Dongxue will recognize our marriage, and then do something embarrassing, oh hehehehe......"

"Bang!"

……

So, the discussion continued.

"What is Qiuyue's ideal?"

Winter snow and spring rain all look at the autumn moon.

In this regard, Qiu Yue frowned and thought about it.

"My Ideal ......"

Qiu Yue never thought about this because she was busy all the time.

Busy studying, busy researching, there is no time to think about anything else.

She always felt that she had no childhood.

In comparison, perhaps the daily life now is more like childhood, you don't need to think about it so much, laugh when you should laugh, play when you should play, it can be said that you are carefree.

So there is such a thing as ideals......

"Then ...... Let's hope for world peace. ”

"Impossible!"

Dongxue directly denied it without even thinking about it.

Xia Huo, on the other hand, shook his head with emotion.

"Qiu Yue, you're still too sweet!"

"Sweet, I'm not sweet, if I sweat, it's a little salty!"

“……”

"'Sweet' means innocent. ”

“？”

"It's okay if you don't understand. ”

Xia Huo waved his hand.

Immediately, he stared at Qiu Yue again, and said while stuffing snacks into his mouth.

"Fortunately, even if you are a little naïve, at least Chunyu will take care of you, why don't you two get a certificate to get married!"

"Ahh

Qiu Yue said that she was shy, and she looked a little restless.

"Suddenly tell me to get married or something...... People aren't ready yet!"

“……”

"Does that mean you'll be ready to accept it?!"

Dongxue still couldn't help but complain.

Chunyu looked innocent, saying that it was none of her business.

And Xia Huo looked proud.

"So, Dongxue, lily is the trend of the times, we should ......"

"Bang!"

……

So the topic of crooked buildings was corrected again.

"What is the ideal of Dongxue?"

Qiuyue looked at Dongxue and asked.

This has always been about their ideals, but Dongxue has not said it yet.

"My ideal is a vigorous death!"

“……”

Qiu Yue's mouth opened slightly, indicating that she was stunned.

Chunyu was also stunned.

Xia Huo didn't look surprised.

"Dong Xueqin is like this, he is too influenced by the poems of 'life as a hero, death as a ghost', 'donating his body to go to the country, seeing death as if he were going home'!"

In this regard, Dongxue nodded and said that this is it.

"Rather than die of old age, I would rather die vigorously than come to this world in vain!"

"Well, that's true...... It's a very special ideal!"

Qiu Yue smiled a little awkwardly.

The spring rain can only sigh that it is worthy of winter snow.

Although he has published a lot of articles, poems and the like, he even won the Newcomer Award.

But if you really want to say that Dongxue is a literary girl, it's a bit inappropriate.

Although I also like those poems that are sad and sad, and like sentimentality, I also like poems like Yi'an Jushi's "Life is a hero, death is also a ghost".

Therefore, Dongxue is not a weak girl, if it is placed in ancient times, it is estimated that she will be a heroine like Mu Guiying.

"It's really a woman who doesn't let her eyebrows!"

Xia Huo sighed so emotionally.

In this regard, Dongxue did not say much.

Anyway, it is still relatively peaceful now, and it is estimated that there will be no more tragedies of the destruction of the country, and it is not her turn to donate her life to the country.

So now, she can only be a sad and sentimental beautiful girl in the literature department.