《初三学生励志英语演讲稿（推荐四篇）》

初三学生励志英语演讲稿（精选4篇）

初三学生励志英语演讲稿 篇1

Hello,everyone.My name is Yao Qingyu.I’m from Class6,Grade8.

Today I will tell you a story about “Homes and have to”.

There are many villages in northern Korea, persimmon garden.

Every time after the harvest season, local fruit total number ofripe persimmon should remain on the books. People are curiousasked: These red and ask what is not a big persimmon picked come?"Growers said," That is reserved for magpie food. "

Originally wanted to go tospend the winter here each year magpies. One year the winter isespecially cold in a row for several days under the snow, magpiesfail to find food, were all frozen to death overnight.

The following spring,persimmon tree blossom, persimmon garden has given rise to anunknown caterpillar, could not knot garden of persimmon fruit isalmost never produced. After this incident, an annual autumnseason, fruit will not forget to leave some mature persimmon, socome here to spend the winter persimmon have enough food. To thefollowing spring, the Magpies are not busy flying away, for farmersto catch insects on the tree. The fruit of wisdom deeply felt:leave room for others, that is, left to its own vitality andhope.

If theagricultural life of the homes, homes were being undone, smallhomes too small, large homes large enough. Shall not accept defeat.

Thank you for your listening.

初三学生励志英语演讲稿 篇2

youth

youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.

youth means a temperamental predominance of courage over timidity of the appetite, for adventure over the love of ease. this often exists in a man of sixty more than a body of twenty. nobody grows old merely by a number of years. we grow old by deserting our ideals.

years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust.

whether sixty or sixteen, there is in every human being's heart the lure of wonder, the unfailing child-like appetite of what's next, and the joy of the game of living. in the center of your heart and my heart there is a wireless station; so long as it receives messages of beauty, hope, cheer, courage and power from men and from the infinite, so long are you young.

when the aerials are down, and your spirit is covered with snows of cynicism and the ice of pessimism, then you are grown old, even at twenty, but as long as your aerials are up, to catch the waves of optimism, there is hope you may die young at eighty.

初三学生励志英语演讲稿 篇3

Hello, name is Yao Qingyu.I’m from Class6,Grade8.

Today I will tell you a story about "Homes and have to".

There are many villages in northern Korea, persimmon garden.

Every time after the harvest season, local fruit total number ofripe persimmon should remain on the books. People are curiousasked: These red and ask what is not a big persimmon "Growers said," That is reserved for magpie food. "

Originally wanted to go tospend the winter here each year magpies. One year the winter isespecially cold in a row for several days under the snow, magpiesfail to find food, were all frozen to death overnight.

The following spring,persimmon tree blossom, persimmon garden has given rise to anunknown caterpillar, could not knot garden of persimmon fruit isalmost never produced. After this incident, an annual autumnseason, fruit will not forget to leave some mature persimmon, socome here to spend the winter persimmon have enough food. To thefollowing spring, the Magpies are not busy flying away, for farmersto catch insects on the tree. The fruit of wisdom deeply felt:leave room for others, that is, left to its own vitality andhope.

If theagricultural life of the homes, homes were being undone, smallhomes too small, large homes large enough. Shall not accept defeat.

Thank you for your listening.

初三学生励志英语演讲稿 篇4

What is future?Every time I look at the stars in the sky,I ask 's realy a hard question to answer universe is boundless,we don't know where are we from and where shall we go.I stand there,at sea.

Last Sunday,there was a rain of meteors.I went to the belcony towait for their e my shoulder,it was the e the wind,it was the sky,huge and blue,with sparkling enly,a shooting star appeared.I hurried to pray for her happiness,staring at it.I wanted to pray for more,but it had already died out.I realised ,future is not carved on the meteors,but it's now,around us.

When a fortune-teller look at your palm,she'll tell you how your future will be 's a way you place your hope it's not future is the things and people around you should do is to try to do everything well,don't care much about the kind to all the people around you,and love ough the world is not full of love,the life is not a bed of rose,you should sdick on your time passes,you'll find everything you do is worth while.

Years is use no way you can stop time from time flies!Just like the flowers in spring,the sunshine in summer,the moon in mid-autumn and the snow in e one morning you'll never wake up,you'll never see the sunrise or the sunset;you'll never see your sweatheart or talk to her,you'll never hear the sound of the nature or wander on the path among the trees,you'll never swim in the lake or climb the mountains.

Time is y minute is should make best use of 't waste even one d time in working,in laughing,in playing games and in loving.

Each of us has a kite flying in the sky,and we also have a string each.

Children's kite is childhood,the string is grown.

Lovers' kite is love,the string is daily life.

I have a kite,it is called dream,the string in my hands is reality.

The wind which makes kites fly is s are not free,but we still have power to control them and let them fly higher and string is in my hands,future is now in my hands.

Future is now,forget the fortune-teller,clench your fists!