3分钟英语课前演讲稿（通用4篇）
good morning/evening/afternoon, ladies and gentlemen :
I am flying today, speech is the ideal wing, as a middle school student, we are in love fantasy, love to dream, love highlight their personality, love and Zhang Yang us different, we were not mistaken, we now are not qualitatively period of development, there is no one standard for us to judge their own life and values. We always let adults know that we can do it yourself to live, you can solve their own problems, but we have some dependence. Love day dreaming, perhaps today we want to be a teacher, to educate our newcomers, and perhaps tomorrow we want to be a scientist to explore our humanity to the present do not know some of the mystery, or we have no way to explain Some phenomena ... ...
We are willing to bury the reality of the cruelty and injustice, we are our parents, our elders could not understand some of the practice of life, we do not understand why they like to do ah. It is our wish too much too young to bury social experience. Attitude of life when we are not deep.
Down we love fantasy, love to dream of behavior, we need to do one for the people and human progremake a difference. To our actions to prove that we have!
Honorable judges, distinguished guests, ladies and gentlemen:
It is a great honor and pleasure to be here on this beautiful Saturday morning to share with you my sentiments about life and passion for the English language.
About a year and a half ago, I took part in my very first English Speech Contest. When I stood before the microphone with all eyes starring directly at me, I could hardly speak. I stood there, embarrassed and helpless, struggling in vain for the right thing to say. My fears had paralyzed me.
While my passion for English has never changed, I lost my courage to speak in public. When my professor again encouraged me to take part in this Competition, I said “no.” I couldn’t endure yet another painful experience. He looked me straight in the eye and said something that pierced my heart. I will never forget his words. “Look,” he said, “We all have our fears, and you have yours. You could twist your ankle in a basketball game, but then be afraid to ever play again. Running away can never dispel your fears, but action will. A winner is not one who never fails，but one who never quits.”
I spent a whole day with his words twisting and turning in my mind. Then I made the bravest and wisest decision of my life: I would face my fears – and take part in the competition!
As it turned out, my dear old professor was right. Now, here I am, once again standing before a microphone. My heart is beating fast, and my mouth is dry, but most importantly, I have faced my fears -- and that makes all the difference!
Thank you.
Time is like a sharp knife.
It can carve hard lines on beautiful faces and wear out youth year after year, but using it well can make a piece of simple stone into a great statue. St. Mary Academy is still a simple piece of white stone briefly carved, but as time marches on, it may be spoiled by dust, worn out by weather, or broken into separate pieces. It may be also carefully carved by knife into wonderful statues. Everyone at school, including our schoolmates, controls this knife.
If I have a chance to live to be an old woman, I shall, in my peaceful dreams, seek the old paths leading through the trees which I used to travel down in my earlier days. The old bell tower, standing in the golden sunlight, makes a slow, solemn1 sound as girls pour into the church like a stream. There they will kneel, pray and whisper to their spiritual Lord about the little things in their lives. They will ask him to help them in reaching their future goals and I can hear the old church tower whisper in return, “Yes, St. Mary certainly possesses the most hard-working girls that shall glorify2 her with their bright futures!”
What I feel when I hear these words depends on whether I have done anything meaningful over the years. If I have been successful, I will smile with pride and contentment, for I have taken a part, though a very small part, in carving out, with the knife of time, this wonderful model of school life.
它会在美丽的面孔上刻下深深的纹路,使旺盛的青春年复一年地消磨掉;但是,使用恰当的话,它却能将一块普通的石头雕琢成宏伟的雕像。圣玛丽亚女校仍是一块只经过稍微雕琢的普通白石,但是随着时光的流逝,它也许会被尘埃染污,受风雨侵蚀,或破裂成片片碎石。另一方面,它也可能被时间的小刀仔细地雕刻成一个奇妙的雕像。这把小刀为所有在校的人持有,包括我们全体同学。
如果我能活到白发苍苍的老年,我将在宁静的睡梦中寻找早年所熟悉的穿过树林的小径。英语短文古老的钟楼,仍将兀立在金色的阳光中,当姑娘们像小溪般涌入教堂时发出缓慢而庄严的钟声。在那里,她们将跪下祈祷,向上帝低声细诉她们的生活小事。她们将祈求上帝帮助自己达到目标。我还可以听到那古老的钟楼在祈祷声中发出回响:”是的,圣玛利亚女校拥有最勤奋好学的小姑娘,她们将以其日后辉煌的事业为母校增光!”
听到这话语时,我的感受将取决于自己在毕业后的岁月里有无任何成就。英语励志短文如果我取得成功,我可以自豪地、欣慰地微笑,因为我也做出了贡献,用时间这把小刀雕刻出美好的学校生活的形象,虽然我的贡献是那样微不足道。
good morning/afternoon!
first thing first, i gotta say,wow,it's funny thing to be given a chance like that.trurh be told,i really got a little bit nervous before i stand right here ,so called 'stage fright'.if you look specifically on me .you may find my hands shaking,pretty assembles the guy who suffered from pakinson's disease,and legs wobbling ,like i caught so-called ball leg. okay,let's stop going around the bush and get back to my topic today.i really like to talk a funny story i have just heard.
a lady called lucy emigrated to united states several years ago.her spoken english is not that fluent .and one day,she is just sitting on the couch with his u.s friends mandy watching sit a noise of bump had the attention of mandy,which led her to go out of the house trying to figure out what had happened.can you imagine that mandy go straight out with merely a sweater.so lucy shouted at her,"lucy ,turn your clothes on." what suprised her most,beyond her wildest imagination, is that almost all the male in this country took their head out of the window.admittedly,lucy made a mistake here .the word spitted means mandy is totally naked to the reason that male looked out of the window.the right sentence shall be,"put your clothing on."the story inspires you to take a careful look on the vast difference between eastern and western culture.
that's full of it,thank you for your time!