我的梦想是长大当一名画家。妈妈说在我牙牙学语的时候,我就爱看画。我像模像样地翻着画册,美滋滋地陶醉在画的世界里。上学后,我一见到美术老师心就痒痒,希望老师多教我们画一些东西。我静下心认真听老师讲怎样画画,到我们画的时候,我就拿起心爱的画笔,展开想象的翅膀,把画画得形象生动,老师每次都给我画个大红花。我一溜烟地跑回家准会得到妈妈的一颗糖果。光有美好的梦想是不行的,还要努力去实现它,我经常细心地观察周围的事物,大胆张开想象的翅膀, My dream is to grow up as an artist. Mom says I love to see pictures while I learn to speak. I am like a photo album turned up, intoxicated intoxicated in the world of painting. After school, I saw art teachers heart itch, I hope the teacher taught us to draw something. When I was painting, I took up my beloved brush, opened my imagined wings and vividly painted the picture. The teacher painted me a red flower every time. I ran home quickly to get a candy from my mother. It is no good to have a good dream, but also to strive to achieve it, I often carefully observe the surrounding things, boldly open the wings of imagination,