大学英语课演讲2024（通用3篇）
what is friendship? it is to relate with somebody without need for money or objective. it is to need emotion and over wealth is friendship , no matter what their background , age , sex or personality.
friendship can be pure. we hear , nowdays, however, how one can be cheated by friends. many people get along with someone because they have a lot of money. it is doultful that is real friendship.
having friends, one can be find happiness. if you are in trouble your friends will help you through or at least comfort you. when you are happy , they share it with you. they are also there for you to chat with at any time.
it is a wonderful feeling, as the proverb says" to love each other is easy but to make frieds is hard", so, it is crutial that we should get along with our friends. in my opinon ,it is a shame to deceive your friends . the world would be more beautiful if it was full of filled with friendship
it is not difficult to imagine a world short of ambition.it would probably be a kinder world:without demands,without abrasions,without disappointments.people would have time for reflection.such work as they did would not be for themselves but for the would never enter in.conflict would be eliminated,tension become a thing of the past.the stress of creation would be at an end.art would no longer be troubling,but purely celebratory in its functions.longevity would be increased,for fewer people would die of heart attack or stroke caused by tumultuous endeavor.anxiety would be extinct.time would stretch on and on,with ambition long departed from the human heart.
ah,how unrelievedly boring life would be?
there is a strong view that holds that success is a myth,and ambition therefore a sham.does this mean that success does not really exist?that achievement is at bottom empty?that efforts of men and women are of no significance alongside the force of movements and events?now not all success,obviously,is worth esteeming,nor all ambition worth cultivating.which are and which are not is something one soon enough learns on one’s own.but even the most cynical secretly admit that success exists; that achievement counts for a great deal; and that the true myth is that the actions of men and women are useless.to believe otherwise is to take on a point of view that is likely to deranging.it is,in its implications,to remove all motives for competence,in attainment,and regard for posterity.
we do not choose to be born.we do not choose our parents.we do not choose our historical epoch,the country of our birth,or the immediate circumstances of our upbringing.we do not,most of us,choose to die; nor do we choose the time or conditions of our death.but within all this realm of choicelessness,we do choose how we shall live:courageously or in cowardice,honorably or dishonorably,with purpose or in drift.we decide what is important and what is trivial in life.we decide that what makes us significant is either what we do or what we refuse to do.but no matter how indifferent the universe to our choices and decisions,these choices and decisions are ours to make.we decide.we choose.and as we decide and choose,so are our lives formed.in the end,forming our own destiny is what ambition about.
like long rivers. It tranquil, slightly pan-ripples; Under water it limpid, can see the pebbles; It is gentle, delivers me to lead the way slowly. Records events the start from me, I am mother “the small tail”.
When I write the writing brush word-time, she stands observes silently, careful instruction, when I learn to play the ball piano, she calmly appreciates in one side, earnest review, when I study jumps the Latin dance, mother in one side carefully estimates, critically punctuates devotedly ......
I knew that mother's each few words, each look is fermenting delightfully “the love”. In the life, mother looks after in every possible way to me, always does not give up lets me receive a wee bit grievance. Remembered that a one day of morning, mother says noon on the unit possibly to have the matter, could not go home to me to make the food, but noon I to mother on the unit, actually did not see mother's form, I almost was anxious have cried.
Afterward mother's colleague led luckily me to the cafeteria. I suppress the tears, eats meal while complains mother: “has not reached an agreement in the unit superior?”At this moment, mother carried a lunch box to run over pantingly, sees mother, my that did not make every effort to succeed the tear fell finally.
One side mother apologizes for me, at the same time picks up a spot from the lunch box the vegetable to clamp toward my bowl. Originally, mother the unit comes up the leadership temporary decision needs to go to the countryside to do the investigation, to catch up with arranges my lunch, she eats meal after the leader the place has hit a box lunch then in a hurry caught up with.
In the maternal love perpetual flow, I passed 11 springs and autumns. I knew that in this tranquil, limpid, gentle perpetual flow, each spot, each drop are the youth which, the painstaking care and the wish mother pours into. I will use the health the body and the outstanding result, repays mother. I am willing world all mothers like my mother to be the same, is forever young, is forever attractive!