The plane is flying in the blue sky. Although I have never made a real airplane, I still have some feelings about airplanes.
When I was a child, I often made paper airplanes with my friends in the village. My dream at that time was to see a real airplane with my own eyes, soaring in the sky, watching the white clouds fluttering, and looking at the cuteness. The little bird is flying leisurely in the sky. The airplane carries my dream, which is the colorful dream of my childhood.
During class today, the teacher asked us to fold a paper airplane and write our dreams on it. This reminded me of my childhood, and the pictures of my childhood came to mind again. . The childishness of childhood, the innocence of childhood. At that time, I always dreamed that I was sitting on the airplane I had folded. When I woke up, I was always a little excited. I folded many airplanes, imagining that one day he would become like in the dream. Real airplane.
My biggest dream is to get on a plane and travel around the world with my parents. Whenever I see the planes slowly passing by in the sky, my dream will be ignited in my heart again. Everyone has many dreams. I also have them. I can get into a good university, find a good job, etc. Letting my parents live a happy life... This is my dream, but my biggest dream is to be able to fly around the world with my parents.
The game I played today not only reminded me of the happy and innocent days of my childhood, but also ignited my dreams...
The airplane carries all my dreams, I want to study hard, get on a plane when I grow up, and realize all my dreams.
