Thank you very much for coming here on such a cold night. Today my topic is about selection and process. One study found that men make 73 choices a day. There are so many choices, one day people will be confused and afraid to make the wrong choice, they will hesitate and will eventually miss the real life. In my opinion, the next part is more important than the choice. There is no absolute right or wrong choice, but rather a good or boring life, and this process can be different.
Life is a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get. Forrest gump didn't make any decisions about himself, but he made great success in the process. The process is not the road itself, but the attitude and feeling, prudence, courage and persistence of the new experiences and unexpected obstacles we encounter. In my case, when I became a graduate student, I changed my major. After the choice, the days were cruel to me. I can't understand the new course at all. Because they are closely related to mathmatics, which I didn't know about. However, I maintain that this is a great opportunity for me to experience new ideas and challenge myself. I turned to every channel for help and reorganized my life. Gradually, I can understand some parts and even find mathematics very interesting. In addition, I learned to act rather than complain. In retrospect, my choice didn't leave any trace, but the joy and pain of the past four months have been an unforgiving experience of my life.
Whatever you choose, enjoy the process. In the process, your potential will be stimulated, new discoveries, progress and progress will befall you. These are the most beautiful landscapes, only when you can see them. These make your life colorful.
There is no need and I donnot want to judge whether it right or wrong for me to be here,but I congratulate to myself for I gain and enjoy this fantastic experience. So my dear friends,never worry about your choice and enjoy the process. I am sure you will get something new and intersting tonight after you chose to come here. Thank you!
We Are The World ,We Are The Future
Someone said “we are reading the first verse of the first chapter of a book, whose pages are infinite”. I don’t know who wrote these words, but I’
ve always liked them as a reminder that the future can be anything we want it to be. We are all in the position of the farmers. If we plant a good seed ,we reap a good harvest. If we plant nothing at all, we harvest nothing at all.
We are young. “How to spend the youth?” It is a meaningful question. To answer it, first I have to ask “what do you understand by the word youth?” Youth is not a time of life, it’s a state of mind. It’s not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips or supple knees. It’s the matter of the will. It’
s the freshness of the deep spring of life.
A poet said “To see a world in a grain of sand, and a heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hand, and eternity in an hour. Several days ago, I had a chance to listen to a lecture. I learnt a lot there. I’d like to share it with all of you. Let’
s show our right palms.We can see three lines that show
how our love.career and life is. I have a short line of life. What about yours? I wondered whether we could see our future in this way. Well, let’s make a fist. Where is our future? Where is our love, career, and life?Tell me.Yeah, it is in our hands. It is held in ourselves.
We all want the future to be better than the past. But the future can go better itself. Don’t cry
because it is over, smile because it happened. From the past, we’ve learnt that the life is tough, but we are tougher. We’ve learnt that we can’t choose how we feel, but we can choose what about it. Failure doesn’t mean you don’t have it, it does mean you should do it in a different way.
Failure doesn’t mean you should give up, it does mean you must try harder.
As what I said at the beginning, “we are reading the first verse of the first chapter of a book, whose pages are infinite”. The past has gone. Nothing we do will change it. But the future is in front of us. Believe that what we give to the world, the world will give to us. And from today on, let’s be the owners of ourselves, and speak out “We are the world, we are the future.
一夜悲雨相思涼，獨(dú)守白晝等天荒，秋風(fēng)一辭無(wú)景音，在世尋訪掌難明，走在東方若谷的刻薄心語(yǔ)，繞來(lái)心中相思布景，華麗的臉龐，獨(dú)自去憂傷，憂不能減去心中的亂，而傷不能疊加再次相遇。
一個(gè)人久了，除了寂寞點(diǎn)還是蠻開(kāi)心的。一個(gè)人久了，會(huì)慢慢變得成熟起來(lái)。一個(gè)人久了，會(huì)比以前更愛(ài)父母。一個(gè)人久了，對(duì)所有的節(jié)日大多沒(méi)什么期待。一個(gè)人久了，聽(tīng)到看到別人一對(duì)對(duì)的很甜蜜，心里多少還是會(huì)有些介意。一個(gè)人久了，會(huì)越來(lái)越理性，越來(lái)越現(xiàn)實(shí)。
人們說(shuō)深海的魚(yú)不懂傷悲，所以不流淚，可有多少人知道，那是因?yàn)樗恢贝粼谏钌畹暮５祝难蹨I你看不見(jiàn)而已„„
一個(gè)人心里都有那么一段故事，無(wú)法述說(shuō)。其實(shí)，很多故事不必說(shuō)給每個(gè)人聽(tīng)。當(dāng)做是一段記憶，傷感卻也美麗。
不是你做的不夠好。所以，不要悲憫的以為自己一事無(wú)成。不是只有你一個(gè)人在努力。所以，不要輕易的就放棄。不是愛(ài)你的只有你自己。所以，不要以為他們拋棄了你。
別 著急愛(ài)，天也沒(méi)荒地也沒(méi)老，時(shí)間還早。別著急恨，海不會(huì)枯石不會(huì)爛，還有明天。一生時(shí)間雖短促，可你要把自己扔進(jìn)洪荒里，用高高的理想，低低的走，慢慢地 活，別再著急恨，別再著急愛(ài)，在你自己的心里，你原本是個(gè)小孩子，毫無(wú)猶豫的付出，毫無(wú)防備的受傷，毫不遲疑的復(fù)原„„
愛(ài)情，不過(guò)就是一張寫(xiě)滿了字跡的白紙，撕開(kāi)了就永遠(yuǎn)無(wú)法再回到原來(lái)的樣子，有些事情，適合放在心里，都說(shuō)相見(jiàn)不如懷念，真的是這樣，許多事情過(guò)去了就過(guò)去了，再多的不甘和埋怨也都成為了故事。
常常一個(gè)人靜靜的呆在一個(gè)角落，不想被各種繁雜所驚擾，給心足夠的呼吸。寧?kù)o，凝固了歲月，靜止了時(shí)間，品味孤獨(dú)帶來(lái)的淡淡憂傷。孤獨(dú)是靈與肉的交匯，孤獨(dú)是凈化心靈的唯美。孤獨(dú)讓我們靜下心來(lái)思考人情的冷暖、生命的真誠(chéng)。
我們身邊的朋友，曾經(jīng)的校園鴛鴦，如今有幾對(duì)還能夠長(zhǎng)相廝守，還仍是彼此緊握十指的唯一。當(dāng)初的誓言也如過(guò)往云煙般消失不見(jiàn)，偶爾想起只會(huì)傻傻一笑，原來(lái)，當(dāng)初我們?nèi)绱说奶煺妫绱说闹赡邸?br /> 未眠的夜晚、總愛(ài)幻想那些不會(huì)走路的日子、沒(méi)有悲哀、真正的沒(méi)有悲哀�？墒茄姥缹W(xué)語(yǔ)的年代、我們像白紙般度過(guò)、又會(huì)有幾人記得。我是會(huì)走下去的，在一路高歌地走下去。不管是怎么樣的錯(cuò)肩而過(guò)，我都不在意。 你我終究都成陌上行者，相愛(ài)的結(jié)局，只落得一季花開(kāi)、滿地憂傷�；蛟S，我是你前世遺落的一滴淚，你無(wú)法拾起，歲月也不曾風(fēng)干；或許，一切的一切，都只是曾經(jīng)的一段明媚時(shí)光，是宿命的使然，無(wú)法逃脫，也無(wú)法改變。
我想，放下所有的牽掛，放下一切，不要哭泣，再也不能孤單，你再也不能流浪，可以面對(duì)大海，等待著那片春天，怎么知道，怎么知道，卻想忘記，卻偏忘。終于被困在韶華，想到了灰。
原因的人,討厭寫(xiě)完整,誰(shuí)喝了無(wú)知,我不知道在哪里月明,意義,單一墨水悲傷,夕陽(yáng)日落西方,誰(shuí)在荒涼的余輝下,揭示了昨天的誓言,在散文賦是誰(shuí)的凌亂,寂寞的天空,仍然沒(méi)有看到云飄。風(fēng)鈴的哀鳴，我的寂寞的紅塵，在你的月下，在思念的衣服下。
靠著窗戶，歲月的苦澀，殘缺的生活，淡淡的憂傷的味道;目光空煙,花瓣飛,提高失蹤晚上未結(jié)束,吞下痛苦的記憶,繁榮,幸福,但放棄集合,殘?jiān)聡@息嘆息悲傷沙沙不討厭不確定性,一個(gè)悲傷的夢(mèng),心字成灰燼,滿紙,相思淚訴誰(shuí)聽(tīng),更敢于解決嗎?
我知道，這只是我的想象。我在自言自語(yǔ)，我知道他會(huì)不理我。但仍有希望。我愛(ài)他，但當(dāng)黑夜結(jié)束后，他消失了，河流又回到了普通的河流。沒(méi)有他，我周?chē)囊磺卸几淖兞恕?br /> 「標(biāo)簽: 3分鐘英語(yǔ)演講稿」
