The compass is always in one direction, no matter how many places it is.
Every man has a lamp in his heart, and the strong wind is not extinguished, and the weak dry meets the wind.
The ideal is a ruler, measuring the length of an insight; the pursuit is a steelyard, weighing the weight of a person's soul.
The ideal is the spring bird that spreads out from the heart to fly off.
No ideal person, like a boat without a rudder, will be swallowed by the sea, like a shooting star of the night, I really do not know where to fall.
Hope is an Immortal Venus in the heart of mankind.
Hope, even unrealistic fantasy, is also needed, beneficial, beautiful, especially for young people.
Selfish and possessive like the Siberian cold, it can make your ideal people out of shape, hands and feet rigid, potential blood coagulation. When you are temporarily in the dark, you should know: The sun is not extinguished.
Hope is not only a good noun, but also a driving force forward.
There is always something in the future for those who have faith in it.
Heart extinguished the flame of hope, can only leave the dark and lonely.
The brook, never inferior to its own shallow, always believe that, as long as the advance, will eventually find much less. Grass, even if not dedicated to spring a wisp of fragrance, but also a green to the Earth.
I would like to be a tree rooted in the desert, in order to contribute to mankind at the same time, they also gain new life.
Even on the most straight roads, drivers must grip the steering wheel.
The hope of leaving practice is but a fantasy.
Wind can roll up the Gobi desert scattered sand, but can not pull out of the Kunlun mountain of a grass. The root of hydrogen life is deep and deep, and it will not sway with the wind for a lifetime.
The heart of beauty is the fire that burns in winter, and gives warmth to people.
The reasonable hope will come true, because it can push people to practice, to explore, to create ... Arguing for the pursuit of truth is a virtue, arguing for the pursuit of fame and fortune, is a vice.
The man who plays the power ignores the truth, and the man who dedicates the truth despises the power.
When people do not believe in ghosts, the witch languished.
Even in the good work of the telescope, should also actively enthusiastic into yearning for her. For though she is far away, she is true after all.
As long as the moon follows the sun, even if it is missing, it will still be round.
Hope is not called daydreaming, nor is the dream of the day called Hope.
There is no pursuit of life, like the engine without engines, life lacks enthusiasm, just as the car without air.
The poverty of the mind is more apt to produce thieves and cheats than the pockets of poverty.
People should have their own spiritual world.
I hear the seed sing the song of Hope in the Earth.
Only to pursue, the ideal "bud" in full bloom in the branches, only to pursue, youth will be in the heart forever.
When it pursues the light passionately, the inner of the kaleidoscope is no longer broken.
Hope is like the seed of germination, full of spring in your heart, hope is sweet, she is like a baby in the arms of her mother, full of vitality of life.
Hope of the "electromagnetic wave", radiation of your every youthful cells, the hope of the "birds", Sing to you a song of intoxicating.
A vector, is exactly negative, depends on what you pursue, a weight, is the weight is light, depends on how you pursue.
The upright is a powerful purifying agent that can be found in spite of the dangerous filth attached to the body.
To radiate sunshine into the hearts of others, first get their own heart has the sun.
The ideal shore, on the sails full of wind.
Achievement is relative, but the pursuit of achievement is eternal.
Physical disability is not terrible, terrible is the soul of disability.
The sail does not hang the mast, is a useless cloth, the ideal does not put into action, is a vague mist.
The aspiring climbers will never stop marching because they have had a few beautiful footprints.
People who worship faith tend to belittle the value of life, the people who love faith, and put faith and life in such important positions.
Fallacies stand on one leg and truth on two legs.
Rivers, do not forget the sea, and the sea, and the ocean!
The misty cloud has added mysterious color to the mountain love, but the ideal ethereal only can delay person's life.
The kite flies high, is relies on the line traction, the river water flows quickly, is relies on the bank the restraint.
Those who aspire to climb to the top of the mountain have a higher ambition than the mountains.
Without its own flow, it does not deserve to be called a river.
Although there is only one sun in the world, it can conquer millions of shadows.
The ideal is the torch that illuminates the road of life, just don't dry up the oil source of the struggle.
Pioneers to the ideal goal, stepping on the Thorn, Muddy, life is full of joy.
Without the ideal lighthouse and roam in the book Sea, you will lose direction.
Want to let the waves of ability forever Pentium, must make it into the ideal sea.
Although the radiation of fireworks is good-looking, but not the spark of thought beautiful.
Ideals are like myths and legends of the treasures, only the courage to fight, not afraid of the sacrifice of those who have the possibility of success.
Even if can bind the peacock's wing, can also bind it to the mountain forest the memory.
A man who has no desire to reap will never sow and cultivate.
A man cannot have no ideals. No ideal will lose the spirit of power, loss of the power of life, is tantamount to no soul.
The wind can blow over the floating sail on the river, but it cannot scrape away the zuo which is deeply rooted in the earth.
Faith, is a life journey in a pearl, can shine in the sun can also shine in the night.
As long as the fire of the ideal is buried in the heart, sooner or later it will ignite.
Though the spark of flint was extinguished, it ignited a world of fire.
Your ideal if it is the sea, then your action should be river or water droplets.
The Rainbow as a bridge, you can never reach the other shore.
It is difficult to reach the destination without a compass.
Hope can not be with sad companions, sad to drag, hope and joy to make friends, Joy will push you forward.
Balance, lose weight and become waste, people, lost hope, it is difficult to live.
Loss of time, loss of life, there is no ideal without everything.
Great perseverance is rooted in great ideals.
Ideal is the pattern of life brocade, struggle is the music of youth notes.
The athlete's gold medal is pours out with the industrious, the Warrior's medal is casts out with the loyalty.
Health is the muscle of soldiers, knowledge is the blood of soldiers, ideal is the skeleton of soldiers.
There's gotta be hope in my heart. There is no hope in the heart, is barren wasteland.
Hope is the flower of life, as long as it does not open in the dream, sooner or later will result.
The ship has no power, can only let the waves play, people without confidence, inevitable in the storm of the society sank.
No ideal, like a loose string, is unable to play the song of Life.
In the flowers complained that the flower does not smell, because his nose is not good, in the sun blame light is not bright, because his eyes are not clear, sigh in the journey of the future is slim, because his will not strong.
The flowers in your heart are not in bloom, the green leaves in your heart are undefeated.
The seed can sprout up, because the heart is wrapped with hope.
Leave the reality of the soil, leaving the sweat of moisture, the ideal can only be illusory mirage.
Age, not measure the length of life, death, not the end of ideals, beliefs of the notes.
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