理想,是飞向蓝天的翅膀;理想,是扬帆航行的小船;理想,是……我相信,每一颗小小的心灵中,都蕴藏这一个大大的梦想。我的心,也被一个理想填得满满的——那就是成为一名小学教师。在我九岁时,老师用自己春蚕般、红烛般的精神,催开了我心中“长大后成为老师”这朵理想的花儿。记得一次,我偷看了老师的工作计划表,才知道老师为了我们,常常含辛茹苦地工作到夜深人静。我小小的心灵被老师那伟大的无私奉献的精神震撼了。还记得 The ideal is to fly to the blue sky; the ideal is to sailing the boat; the ideal is ... ... I believe, every little soul contains a big dream. My heart is also filled with an ideal - that is to become a primary school teacher. When I was nine years old, the teacher used her own silkworm-like, red-candle-like spirit to push my heart to become an ideal flower when I was a grown-up teacher. I remember once, I peeked at the teacher’s work schedule, I learned that the teacher for us, often work hard to the dead of night. My little soul was shocked by the great selfless dedication of the teacher. still remember