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第一篇：勵志英文演講稿

Youth is not a time of life, it is a state of mind ; it is not rosy cheeks , red lips and supple knees, it is a matter of the emotions : it is the freshness ; 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 60 more than a boy of 20 . Nobody grows old merely by a number of years . We grow old by deserting our ideals.

Years 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 60 of 16 , there is in every human being ‘s heart the lure of wonders, the unfailing childlike appetite of what’s next and the joy of the game of living . In the center of your heart and my heart there’s a wireless station : so longas it receives messages of beauty , hope ,cheer, courag

When I was fifteen, I announced to my English class that I was going to write and illustrate my own books. Half the students sneered, the rest nearly fell out of their chairs laughing. “Don’t be silly, only geniuses can become writers,” the English teacher said smugly, “And you are getting a D this semester.” I was so humiliated I burst into tears.

That night I wrote a short sad poem about broken dreams and mailed it to the Capri’s Weekly newspaper. To my astonishment, they published it and sent me two dollars. I was a published and paid writer. I showed my teacher and fellow students. They laughed. “Just plain dumb luck,” the teacher said. I tasted success. I’d sold the first thing I’d ever written. That was more than any of them had done and if it was just dumb luck, that was fine with me.

During the next two years I sold dozens of poems, letters, jokes and recipes. By the time I graduated from high school, with a C minus average, I had scrapbooks filled with my published work. I never mentioned my writing to my teachers, friends or my family again. They were dream killers and if people must choose between their friends and their dreams, they must always choose their dreams.

I had four children at the time, and the oldest was only four. While the children napped, I typed on my ancient typewriter. I wrote what I felt. It took nine months, just like a baby. I chose a publisher at random and put the manuscript in an empty Pampers diapers package, the only box I could find. I’d never heard of manuscript boxes. The letter I enclosed read, “I wrote this book myself, I hope you like it. I also do the illustrations. Chapter six and twelve are my favourites. Thank you.” I tied a string around the diaper box and mailed it without a self addressed stamped envelope and without making a copy of the manuscript.

A month later I received a contract, an advance on royalties, and a request to start working on another book. Crying Wind, the title of my book, became a best seller, was translated into fifteen languages and Braille and sold worldwide. I appeared on TV talk shows during the day and changed diapers at night. I traveled from New York to California and Canada on promotional tours. My first book also became required reading in native American schools in Canada.

第二篇：勵志英語演講稿

Good morning ladies and gentlmen,It is my great pleasure to stand here topresent my speech―― As you slowly open your eyes, look around, notice where thelight comes into your room;

listen carefully, see if there are new sounds you can recognize;

feel with your body and spirit, and see if you can sense the freshness inthe air. Yes, yes, yes, it’s a new day, it’s a different day, and it’s a brightday! And most importantly, it’s a new beginning for your life, a beginning whereyou are going to make new decisions, take new actions, make new friends, andtake your life to a totally unprecedented(空前的) level. In your mind’s eye, youcan see clearly the things you want to have, the paces you intend to go, therelationships you desire to develop, and the positions you aspire(勵志) to reach.You can hear your laughters of joy and happiness on the day when everythinghappens as you dream. You can see the smiles on the people around you when themagic moment strikes. You can feel your face is getting red, your heart isbeating fast, and your blood is rushing all over your body, to every singlecorner of your being! You know all this is real as long as you are confident,passionate and committed!(效忠的) And you are confident, you are passionate, youare committed! You will no longer fear making new sounds, showing new facialexpressions, using your body in new ways, approaching new people, and asking newquestions. You will live every single day of your life with absolute passion,and you will show your passion through the words you speak and the actions youtake. You will focus all your time and effort on the most important goals ofyour life. You will never succumb(屈服,屈從) to challenges of hardships. You willnever waver(動搖) in your pursuit of excellence. After all, you are the best, andyou deserve the best! As your coach and friend, I can assure you the door to allthe best things in the world will open to you, but the key to that door is inyour hand. You must do your part. You must faithfully follow the plans you makeand take the actions you plan;

you must never quit and you must never fear. I know you must do it, you cando it, you will do it, and you will succeed! Now stand firm and tall, make afist, get excited, and yell it out: I must do it! I can do it! I will do it! Iwill succeed! I must do it! I can do it! I will do it! I will succeed! I must doit! I can do it! I will do it! I will succeed!

第三篇：勵志英語演講稿

After school, the students say goodbye to each other happily, ready to go home, I went into the village, just to oneself the home of the gate, was attracted by the door of a scene - a 60 uncle, is not tall, wearing a white coat, limped walking, the other people the way of a few seconds, will allow him to go for a few minutes, or more.

Silently I looked at him, and he walked in the park the cobbles, there are many children use the malicious look to him, he just laugh it off, "a group of lovely child!"

The next day, I still saw him walking on the stone egg road, the wind gently blowing, seemed unusually quiet. He walk, accidentally fell down. I have a look, panic nasty in the heart, calm to lifted him up quickly. He looked at me, thanks, then limped away, seems to don't want me to see his deputy.

That night, the figure appeared again: he walked old crutches, is to open the two meters high 'mailboxes. For a disabled people, turn a two meters high 'mailboxes on is not an easy thing. I took the keys in his hand, feet stand, took out a pile of paper and gave it to him.

He don't talk, his eyes filled with gratitude. He tried to put the tears back, clip the newspaper, and left. Presumably he would be in a corner crying, did not reveal any feelings in life, it is brave to face life.

In life, you to pay a small step for the disabled, in his heart is established is a kind of belief. Take care of the disabled, they need us every moment of the day.