My Dream 我的梦想

I Have a Dream (for speech)

Unlike Martin Luther King’s my dreams are fair and plain and there are many of them. I have a dream from the first time I sit in a car—I want to drive.

Driving is like running without foot racing without strength. It’s the most meaningful way to meet human being’s desire of “faster”. When driving I have to put all my spirit to. Operating a car at ease will cost years of experience.

Driving will take me to my wanting destination no matter it rains or snows or winds. I never am afraid of shoes wet umbrella broken or ears frozen. A car is rather like a moving house which protects me completely and helps me rush directly to the aim hanging ahead. That suits my nature perfectly: love to take risks conservatively. A smooth ride in a good car is an enjoyable satisfaction. Seeing rows of trees moving backward rapidly a feeling of stepping forward will fill fully in my mind. With music hovering breeze blowing my soul flies in the air.