I dreamed that my English composition flew into the sky.

I have a dream.

Everyone has his own dream, and it varies from person to person. Some people want to be scientists, some people want to be bosses, and some people want to be genetically modified. But my dream is very different. I want to be a teacher.

I had this dream when I was in primary school. I think being a teacher is glorious and respectable, and it is useful to our country. As a teacher, you may be poor, but your spirit will be rich. On Teachers' Day and weekends, dozens of students went to see you, talking and laughing. They care about you and respect you. What a wonderful thing!

Now I study hard to realize my dream.