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母爱的英语演讲稿 篇1
The doors open to us also pose challenges. For instance, we are faced with the challenge of a balanced learning, the challenge of preserving our fine tradition while learning from the West, and the challenge of learning continuously while carrying heavy responsibilities to our work and family. So, each door is a test of our courage, ability and judgment, but with the support of my teachers, parents, friends and my aunt, I believe I can meet the challenge head on. When I reach my aunt's age, I can be proud to say that I have walked through dozens of doors and will, in the remainder of my life, walk through many more. Possibly I will go back to college, too.
Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen.
母爱的英语演讲稿 篇2
Honourable judges, distinguished guests, ladies and gentlemen, good morning. Humanism, by which I mean the will to give people love and care, is the most joyful and meaningful part of being human. From the old days to technologically advanced world, humanism is always telling ordinary but moving stories.
Let me tell you what touched my heart this winter break, one morning when I visited my grandmother in the hospital. Walking down the cold, tiled corridor, I noticed an old man, with his granddaughter – maybe 10 years old – sitting by his side. I was lured there by her voice – light and playful – and after I'd seen them together, I could barely take my eyes away. Delicately draped over this old man's beeping cardiograph was a silk sheet with an ancient, cheerful Chinese poem beautifully written on it – and now, this little girl's entrancing voice lovingly brought these words to life. I stood there transfixed; no longer did I see the family members swimming in nervousness; no longer did I feel the hospital's tense cloud of anxiety; no longer did I hear mortality's soft whispers in the corridors; instead, I saw a startling marriage of juxtaposing images and emotions. I was beholding, I realized, a bewilderingly simple yet overwhelmingly powerful metaphor – one that shows that no matter how cold an environment technology can conjure, humanity is always there. In the forefront or the fringes, it is always there.
For here it was, illustrated vividly before me – the coldness of technology embodied in the hospital walls, while the soulful words of the little girl danced around them in defiance.
This experience opened my eyes in many ways – ever since, I have been acutely aware of, and wonderfully conscious of, the warm heart of humanity surrounding us, whether we choose to recognise it or not. As one psychological theory states, "We see what we want to see". After my experience that day at the hospital, I have chosen to recognize, day by day, the warmth of humanism everywhere I can.
I refuse to accept the negative, narrow-minded, caustic opinions that technology is eroding our souls. I say to them, let the machines continue their monotonous cacophony, for just one smiling face is infinitely more valuable than a thousand churners of binary code; let technological progress develop and develop until it poetically devours itself, because one heartfelt "hello" to a fellow traveller can speak libraries of warmth; let the powermongers and oil barons puff their last cigars, because the love and care, and warmth of humanism will always shine like beacon, reaching out to each and every heart on this small planet.
Although I'll probably never see that little girl or her grandfather again, I'll never forget seeing them there in the hospital that day – and if I did, I'd thank them for showing me how vivid yet subtle, how firm yet fragile, and how invisible yet omnipresent the human spirit is in our world today. Thank you.
母爱的英语演讲稿 篇3
hello, everyone, i’m liu dongdong. i’m a student. there are three people in my family—my father, mother and i.
my father is 40 years old. he is a worker. i think he is a good worker. because he works very hard. he gets up very early every day and he works for more than 10 hours a day. so he is always busy, he looks very tired when he gets home. he likes reading newspapers. he usually reads it after supper. so he gets lots of news.
my mother is 38 years old. she is a worker too. she works in a very small factory. she is not tall and she has two big eyes. she loves me and she is good for me. she always buys some books for me. she wants me to be a top student. she also cares for my diet and life.
i’ m 15 years old. i wear glasses. i like reading. i always read books after school. i like singing, too. my favorite singer is jay chou. his music is very nice. what do you think of him? i also like making friends. if you want to meet me, please write to me.
oh, my parents love me and i love them, too. my family is a happy family.
各位好，我是刘东懂。我是一名学生。有3人在我的家人，我的父亲，母亲和我。
我父亲是40岁。他是一名工人。我认为他是一个很好的工人。因为他的作品很难。他起床很早，他每天工作超过10小时。所以，他总是很忙，他看上去很疲惫，当他回家。他喜欢阅读报纸。他通常晚饭后读取它。于是，他得到大量的新闻。
我母亲38岁。她是一个工人也。她的作品在一个非常小的工厂。她个子不高，她有两个大眼睛。她爱我，她对我来说是很好的。她总是购买一些书籍对我来说。她希望我是一个顶端的学生。她还关心我的饮食和生活。
我15岁。我戴眼镜。我喜欢阅读。我一直在学校读书。我喜欢唱歌，也。我最喜爱的歌手是周杰伦。他的音乐是非常好的。你觉得呢?我也喜欢结交朋友。如果你想和我会面，请写信给我。
噢，我的父母爱我，我也很爱他们。我的家庭是一个幸福的家庭。
母爱的英语演讲稿 篇4
Dear every leader, every teacher:
Good holiday! I represent all students up to the beloved teacher say: "teacher, you were laborious!"
Autumn in September, the teacher is the theme of this season, "in the air filled with appreciation ShiEn emotions. Told is always a virtue. In the past, the present and the future. All teachers should enjoy the respect and blessing.
In this harvest season, we won't forget, when the stars are shining, are you still in the land of hard-working countless hours under the lamp to write lesson plans or corrects students' papers; When the brilliant lights, one family, are you still in tirelessly for the students of aggravation. How many flowers in bud readily blooming flowers in your hands, how many of the zero leaf disorderly young trees thrive under your clipping. Three feet platform is you to guide us, widen our sight of the lighthouse. You planned to is another name for your dedication, anonymity is a mirror of your dedicated love industry.
The teacher! Dear teachers, there is no spring cultivation, which come of fragrant lotus miles, may you always be the messenger, the warm sun on earth. A piece of chalk to intellectualize maze of the kingdom of knowledge; Three feet pointer, show the path to the ideal; A blackboard, and write down your infinite affection; A podium, reflect the hardships of you. Parents give us the body, but you gave us the soul.
You are a candle, lit up each student's soul, points the way forward;
You are the rain, irrigate ZhuZhu seedling;
You are a motor, driving each student progress.
Someone says: the love of the parents, let us feel the hardships of parenting; Love my friends, let us realize the mutual warm. Here I want to say: teacher's love, let us enjoy the thanked for the greatness of the selfless love!
Dear classmates, let us make deep love to the teacher, into practical action, respect the labor of the teacher, earnest good each lesson, every day, with excellent performance as a teacher's best gift. In the face of the teacher's kindness, in the face of the expectations of parents, in the face of creating good environment for our school, we have no thought, only the deep love on campus, to the teacher to parents into practical action, to respect parents, respect for the arrangement of the school, respect teachers labor, scientific arrangement of every day, with tenacious perseverance make ideal, with sweat hope without regrets, let the dream to blossom in high oil, let youth in wrote a beautiful poem, high oil service, work hard, bitter three years, brave brilliant! We have the confidence to return return teacher with good grades and was determined to become a proud of!
Finally, sincerely wish teachers festival
母爱的英语演讲稿 篇5
My home town is a beautiful place. It stands beside a wide river and is rich in fish and rice.
But in the old days, it was a poor and backward little town. many people had no work. They lived a hard life.
In 1949 my hometown was liberated. Since then great changes have taken place there. The streets have been widened. factories, schools, hospitals, cinemas and theatres have sprung up one after another. The life of the people is greatly improved.
I love my hometown. All the more I love its people. They are working hard so as to make it still richer and more beautiful.
母爱的英语演讲稿 篇6
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not amatter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, aquality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of thedeep springs oflife.青春不是年华，而是心境;青春不是桃面、丹唇、柔膝，而是深沉的意志，恢宏的想象，炙热的恋情;青春是生命的深泉在涌流。Youth means atemperamental predominance of courage over timidity, of the appetite foradventure over the love of ease. This often exists in a man of 60 more than aboy of 20. Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old bydeserting ourideals.青春气贯长虹，勇锐盖过怯弱，进取压倒苟安。如此锐气，二十后生而有之，六旬男子则更多见。年岁有加，并非垂老，理想丢弃，方堕暮年。Yearsmay wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear,self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back todust.岁月悠悠，衰微只及肌肤;热忱抛却，颓废必致灵魂。忧烦，惶恐，丧失自信，定使心灵扭曲，意气如灰。Whether 60 or 16, thereis in every human being’s heart the lure of wonders, the unfailing appetite forwhat’s next and the joy of the game of living. In the center of your heart andmy heart, there is a wireless station; so long as it receives messages ofbeauty, hope, courage and power from man and from the infinite, so long as youareyoung.无论年届花甲，抑或二八芳龄，心中皆有生命之欢乐，奇迹之诱惑，孩童般天真久盛不衰。人人心中皆有一台天线，只要你从天上人间接受美好、希望、欢乐、勇气和力量的信号，你就青春永驻，风华常存。Whenyour aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and theice of pessimism, then you’ve grown old, even at 20; but as long as your aerialsare up, to catch waves of optimism, there’s hope you may die young at80.一旦天线下降，锐气便被冰雪覆盖，玩世不恭、自暴自弃油然而生，即使年方二十，实已垂垂老矣;然则只要树起天线，捕捉乐观信号，你就有望在八十高龄告别尘寰时仍觉年轻。