山有梦,它的梦是让人们领略到“会当凌绝顶,一览众山小”的豪情;雨也有梦,它的梦是让人们感受到“随风潜入夜,润物细无声”的惬意……万事万物都有梦,我——一支小小的粉笔何尝不是呢?我的梦,是把自己转化为知识,奉献给人类。我是在粉笔加工厂出生的,由无数的石灰粉末组成。我和兄弟姐妹们被装进一个小小的盒子,送到了一所乡村学校。一天,老师把我的哥哥从盒子里取出来,在墙上写写画画。哥哥很快化成了粉末,可 The dream of the mountains, its dream is to allow people to appreciate “will be extremely Ling, a glance at the hills” Pride; rain also has a dream, its dream is to let people feel Silent "comfortable ... Everything has a dream, I - a little chalk is not it? My dream is to turn themselves into knowledge, dedicated to mankind. I was born in a chalk processing plant, made up of innumerable lime powders. My brothers and sisters were put in a small box and taken to a rural school. One day, the teacher took my brother out of the box and wrote and painted on the wall. My brother quickly became a powder, can