求一篇大学生英语作文i have a dream

I

have

a

dream

这本来是高英的一篇作文题目,在学校的论坛上，看到的时候心里是一悸，虽然还是有语法错误，但不知道是不是天气的缘故，看后真的很温暖。也许只是还残存几分纯真。不知道有没有人可以耐心看完。。。。。

I

have

a

dream,

I

have

forever

youth.

When

my

parents

have

grown

older;

my

children

are

ready

to

leave

the

nest.

But

I

have

not

aged.

I

know

the

years

have

passed

because

I

can

feel

the

losses.

Gone

is

the

eager

face

of

a

young

girl

ready

to

meet

any

challenge.

But

somehow,

like

Tinker

bell,

I

have

been

suspended

in

time.

Because

in

the

eyes

and

soul

of

my

husband…

I

am

still,

and

will

always

be…

eighteen,

as

carefree

and

whimsical

as

the

day

we

met.

I

have

a

dream,

when

I

was

old;

He

still

calls

me

his

“cutie”.

He

takes

me

to

see

romantic

affectional

film,

where

we

sit

in

a

theater

filled

with

heart-whole

teenagers.

We

hold

hands

and

share

popcorn,

just

as

we

did

so

many

years

ago.

We

still

chase

beetle

cars

and

stroll

all

various

streets

of

Guangzhou.

“You

would

look

good

in

that,”

he

says,

and

pointing

to

a

stylish

skirt

in

vogue

store

show

window

and

say

to

me.

I

want

to

laugh

out

loud,

but

I

know

better.

He

is

serious.

I

have

a

dream,

when

I

activity

inconvenience;

Every

summer

vacation,

he

takes

me

to

his

hometown.

On

a

hot

summer

night,

we

rambling

on

the

path,

he

holds

my

hands

beside

me,

taking

in

the

tranquility

and

listen

sounds

of

a

bubbling

brook.

As

the

evening

hours

come

to

an

end,

we

are

at

our

favorite

place,

high

on

top

of

the

Ferris

wheel,

sharing

pink

cotton

candy

and

looking

out

at

a

sea

of

colorful

lights

below.

It

seemed

that

the

whole

world

now

belonged

to

me,

and

I

seemed

to

go

beyond

myself

to

another

world.

I

have

a

dream,

when

I

hypomnesia.

I

hope

I

won’t

forget

the

past

days

of

ours.

He

will

take

out

our

covered

with

dust

old

letters,

and

word

for

word

to

read

for

me.

Take

me

go

to

the

place

where

we

have

bone-deep

memory.

Recall

the

things

with

together.

Recital

the

poesy

for

me,

tell

me

the

story

of

<The

last

rose

in

summer>

is

true

existent.

Because

the

story

was

really

happen

to

our

lives.

I

have

a

dream,

when

I

no

longer

beautiful;

Hairs

ginning

gray

and

the

lines

around

my

eyes.

He

realizes

that

I

am

already

old,

he

sense

my

insecurities.

At

this

time,

he

will

stealthily

close

and

whisper

to

me,

say

the

“forever”

again

of

we

said

at

youth.

Tell

me

he

love

me,

have

no

change.

I

watch

him…

watching

me…

with

sooth

eyes,

and

I

know

that

he

care

nothing.

I

have

a

dream,

in

several

more

decades;

Where

we

will

be?

I

know

we’ll

be

together,

but

where?

In

a

retirement

home?

Living

with

our

children?

Somehow,

these

images

do

not

fit.

Only

one

picture

is

constant

and

clear.

I

close

my

eyes

and

look

far

into

the

future…

and

I

see

us…

an

old

man

and

his

cutie,

pass

every

minute

near

together,

with

nothing

to

do

but

to

love

together

and

nothing

to

think

of

but

the

pleasure

of

telling

another

of

it

and

giving

another

proof

of

it.

I

have

white

hair.

His

face

is

wrinkled.

We

are

not

sitting

in

front

of

a

building

watching

the

world

go

by.

Instead

we

are

high

atop

a

Ferris

wheel,

holding

hands

and

sharing

pink

cotton

candy

under

a

plenilune-night.

I

would

not

just

like

to

enjoy

the

endless

aroma

and

the

moonlight.

I

have

a

dream,

when

I

die,

I

have

no

regrets.

I

ought

to

be

able

to

say:

"We

were

happy

for

so

very

many

days!”