A dream, a thought, a sword world. One word, one word, nine days of travel. If I am the Green Emperor one day, I will bloom with the peach blossoms!

The so-called dream is the path we must take if we want to reach a certain height. As high as the mountain, as wide as the heart, and as wide as the earth, the road is as long.

My dream is just a clear conscience along the way of life.

On the road of chasing dreams in life, we keep saying that we don't forget our original intention, but how many people can do it in the end? Some people's dream is to hope that the career of life will reach new heights, and some people hope to be famous and famous through the ages, but my dream is just not to forget the original intention.

Towering for several years, not forgetting the original intention, how difficult!

A few years ago, there was a teenager, with a dream of being a writer, at that time he was very naïve, very simple in thought, at first he just hoped that he could write a good article, write a good story, write a strong man with world-beating martial arts, but he gradually found that such a painstaking article, no one cares at all, the editor may occasionally pass by, but only read a few lines and threw it into the "worthless" garbage can, the teenager insisted, after reaching 100,000 words, he applied for a contract, but what he got was a ruthless blow.

"You haven't met the signing criteria yet, keep up the good work, thank you"

The boy didn't believe it, and worked hard, but in the end, his efforts were just in vain, his thoughts began to change, and he began to work hard to learn novel routines and strengthen his writing, his battlefield was no longer the starting point, and he turned to 17K, vertical, and many other websites, he met a lot of people, and he also made a solid person who he was grateful to all his life, his own master, but he found that the articles he wrote were less and less true, replaced by cold words and old-fashioned plots.

The editor is only optimistic about such works.

The teenager was helpless, but for his dream of being a writer, the penmanship of his novel finally reached another height, and after he was praised and praised by the senior editor of "Wanyu Chinese Network", he returned to the starting point, 10,000 words, and came to the signing station text message on the same day.

"You have met the contract criteria, please contact the editor-in-charge"

The first sign-up, the first reader, the first recommendation.

But he gradually felt powerless, he found that the articles he wrote had lost the charm he originally had, but in order to be able to go further and further on the road of writers, he began to get lost, and his soul was no longer holy, he began to learn from other writers to flatter editors, send red envelopes to please other famous writers, and no longer inspire and hone his writing and penmanship.

He began to be arrogant, but there is a reason for his arrogance, at a young age, he was on the shelves, and he had 200 readers who were willing to pay to read novels, more than 2,000 readers, more than 100,000 clicks,

He received the first manuscript fee, the second manuscript fee, and the conciseness of the article gradually became boring in the end, and the readership decreased proportionally, and he did not find the slightest reason, he put all the blame on the editor, and he was lost again with a depressed heart.

He found that he could get the same manuscript fee as he could get the same manuscript fee as he didn't have the slightest storyline to upload and publish without the main plot, which he was reluctant to do at first, but after being tempted by other degenerate online writers, he also joined the "fleet" of the so-called "manuscript fee car" , write nonsense every day, up to 4,000 words, upload and publish, it is 1,005 a month, others work hard to make money, some people may only be 1,005 a month, he delays 20 minutes a day to write nonsense, it is also 1,005, but he is not happy at all, he finds that he has changed.

The precipitation of the years, the passage of time, he is no longer willing to be like this, writing for a dream, what is fame and fortune?

He wants to be himself again, to sit back on the boy who fights for his dreams and stands side by side for his ideals, to sit back to the boy who smirks and loves to brag, and to sit back to the ordinary and extraordinary boy.

That boy is me.

We always say that our original intention will not change, but whenever we recall everything we have done before, we always feel that it should not be or is not perfect enough, in fact, the world is like this, and we have been saying that we are striving all the way forward, not to change the world, but to make the world not change us. But, in fact, the world has already changed us.

I don't believe that.

On the road of chasing dreams in life, in the vast and boundless sea, in the vast and confused stars, we are like a boat in the sea, a star in the Milky Way, confused and indefinite, and the dream is an island in the boat, a touch of shining in the stars.

He is our thoughts, our reason for living,

If you don't have a dream, why do you live?

When the young man has a dream, he holds the dream in his hand, does not forget his original intention, has a clear conscience, breaks the boat, overcomes obstacles, we live for the dream, and fights for the dream.