关于“童年记忆”的英语演讲稿，两分钟内，尽量有翻译。
Good morning, everyoneI feel quite honored to be here to give you a speech. Today I'd like to talk something about my childhood.I had an unforgetable childhood, though it was very hard . My parents are farmers, they always work very hard to support the family. I remembered that I was locked in the home while they went to work in the field, as they wanted me to keep off the river.I was also badly beaten by my father for being rude.I will never forget the scene that my parents working in the field till the sunset.It is not easy for me to express my feeling about my childhood, I was tought to be a good person by my dear parents. Though they didn't give me any materia enjoyment, they tought me to be honest, to be kind-hearted, to smile at the world, most of all, to be gratitude to everything.That is what I want to say today. life is so wonderfull, I hope everyone of you can enjoy it,no matter if you are rich or not. Thank you for listening!
跪求英语演讲稿：我的童年回忆。
Childhood like a thick coffee, warm heart, to your childhood like a light tea, let you finish, Childhood like storms rainbow, Radiant colors incomparably, Like the afterglow after childhood and the peripheral vision, so let people miss, Also like the curved path, let you grow. The wind could not the warm memories to blow away, Rain is falling all may not put this one thing at a touching the melody, only the lovely sunny masked irradiation, it will save it. Remember the mixed-up dreams, recalled that YaYa learning language, recall just learning to walk, for the first time on stage, the first call your parents when the first... that one every moment, in your eyes. Emerge All of these suits of all things, like a colorful shells, these colorful shells, raise my colorful childhood 童年似一杯浓浓的咖啡，暖到你心窝，童年似一杯淡淡的茶，让你回味；童年似暴风雨的彩虹；五颜六色，炫丽无比；童年又似那晚霞后的余光，那么让人怀念；又似那弯弯的小路，让你成长。
风儿不可能将这温馨的回忆给吹掉；雨儿不可能把这一件一件感人的旋律掩没，只有可爱的阳光将它照射，将它保存.... 回想那五彩缤纷的梦，回想起那丫丫学语的时候，回想起刚学走路的时候，第一次踏上舞台的时候，第一次叫出父母时，第一次......那一刻刻, 那一个个镜头,霎时间浮现在你的眼前。
童年趣事，件件都像一枚五彩的贝壳，这些五彩的贝壳，托起了我五彩的童年Friends for Life In kindergarten your idea of a good friend was the person who let you have the red crayon when all that was left the ugly black one . In third grade your idea of a good friend was the person who shared their lunch with you when you forgot yours on the bus . In eighth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pack up your childhood stuff so that your room would be a “middle schooler’s”room ,but didn’t laugh at you when you finished and broke out into tears . In eleventh grade your idea of a good friend was the person who consoled you when broke up with someone . In twelfth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pick out a uiversity , assured you that you would get into that university and helped you deal with your parents , who were having time adjusting to letting you go . At graduation your idea of a good friend was the person who was crying on the inside but managed the biggest smile one could give as they congratulated you . Now , your idea of a good friend is still the person who gives you the better of the two choices ; holds your hand when you’re scares ; helps you fight off those who try to take advantage of you ; thinks of you when you are not there ; reminds you of what you have forgotten ; helps you put the past behind you ,but understands when you need to hold on to it a litter longer ; stays with you so that you have confidence ; goes out of their way to make time for you ; helps you clear up your mistakes ; helps you deal with pressure from others ; smiles for you when you are sad ; helps you become a better person ; and most importantly , loves you ! Thank you for being a friend . No matter where we go or who we become , never forget who helped us get thereMy Childhood My childhood has gone and can never come back. Yet I still cannot forget the happy clay figures when I was a little boy and was a prince in the family. My family was not rich， but as there were only two of us in the family， my younger sister and I， we natually became our parents' treasures. I will never forget the evenings when， after supper， we sat down together and begged our parents to tell us stories. How I liked those tales told by my mother. I also remember the days when I fell sick and had to be confined to bed. My parents were then the most unhappy persons in the world. There would be no more fairy tales to be told and the whole family would lose its cheerfulness until I got well gagin. The recollection of my childhood is like a dream. It can never be recovered. I will remember it forever. It is appropriate that we should have a special day for you.
求一篇五分钟英语演讲稿关于童年趣事
Childhood is beautiful. When children of past although many, but with childlike innocence, is nostalgic and unforgettable.My eight year old of that year. When I lived in the countryside, someday hometown with his uncle let me cut up together, I was very happy, then go. Half-way up, uncle suddenly stopped, I look, don't know what happened. See, my uncle looking branch look in that direction, it is a group of black! I thought it was a nest! He gather together in the past, want to ask. Uncle told me, it's not nest, and it is the honey bee nest nest of pupa can eat! Then he let me help you find some KuShuZhi, I picked some to him, he took me to pick KuShuZhi use rope to a stick, then take out a match to light, he shall burn honeycomb! He let me find somewhere to hide, then will ignite the stick to move slowly, the bees that black bee om-ing circles around, uncle took will fly up, then continuously honeycomb pick something from the honeycomb to eat, he is probably the so-called bee pupa! He eats with relish, I want to taste affirmation! Also ran to share with him; after all, I have to pick branch! And said: uncle, children can't eat the honey bees to eat out! Big talents can eat! I thought that must be very delicious, uncle only stingy, coax child! So, I just want to find their own way to eat, don't argue with him! Like to see my uncle instructs the mind, I never touch yourself, that would be very dangerous honeycomb. I was so much, what want preoccupied with must taste bee pupa.Do it now, I go back immediately, called my friends to eat, how to uncle returned the bee pupa, said they had told them all straight to swallow saliva throat! So we decided to stealth, we find honeycomb, eat bee pupa! We found some sticks, KuShuZhi brought a match and left, we find, but once along up for big half day or find a honeycomb, everybody is very disappointed, everyone is depressed. At this moment, I found a little bee, I think, since there would have bee hive, follow it back to know! So we carefully follow that little bees, for a long time, I was really guessed the, we found their nest! Friends to upset, dancing, I started to happy at the same time or a bit worried because of his uncle's warning, but think of uncle eat like bees pupa, everything is mouth watering regardless. Too excited, I forgot the ignition directly with sticks to cellular tong, so one tong, I immediately regretted, inside the bee om-ing perform at the bee directly, my nose was a sting, a pain: run for your lives! I screamed, partners frighten cried out, and flee ignominiously. But, as was enraged bees, turn around us, contemplating the hands, feet, and face were stung, cry cry to shout out. Until at last, we have got the parents, we were taken to a hospital...From then on, I never took with partners to risky, and understand the truth, while he was still a little time to reasonable suggestion is the most sensible of adults, or suffer themselves.
纪念逝去的童年英语演讲稿，大概600字左右。
Beggars Today Beggars are one of the most familiar groups in every city. They accompany us from our childhood until now, and I've found both the beggars and I change in this journey. Years ago as a little girl, when I came across some old and disabled beggars on the road, I'd donate some pocket money to them, happily thinking I was helping. s I have grown older, I've found the number of beggars has grown larger and they are more diverse. They appear in every corner of the city, on the overbridge, on the street, near restaurants, and even at your door. In contrast with the old days, it seems like the situation with beggars today is more complicated, which has made me hesitate before deciding whether to help them or not. It's hard for me to give them money considering some who appear beggars in day time but dress up and go to fancy restaurants at night; and some who are controlled by some illegal organization and the money they get all goes to the organization. If I help them, I'd be making the problem worse, I'd be doing harm to the society, indirectly. But it's also hard not to give them money, considering there're real beggars who really need help. If I don't help them, who will? And where is my sympathy? What hurts me the most is not how hard it is to distinguish the real help-seekers from the many false ones, but that some children are forced by adults, sometimes even their parents, to beg. They grow up despised by the world, out of mainstream society. When I see their eyes filled with desperation and impudence instead of purity and innocence, my heart sinks. We don't know how they will face the world when they grow up, how this will shape their characters, and what they may do to the society, to perpetuate this cycle of violence.
急求一份关于情感的英文演讲稿 时长五分钟 急急
谢谢大家啦
There is one thing I still remember now。
It is the first day I went to the zoo。
有一件事我现在还记得，那就是我第一次去动物园。
When I was only five years old my mother took me there. I was pleased to see so many real animals at the same time. They seemed so lovely and active. I spent a nice day. But on my way home I began to。
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feel sorry for them. They were taken away from their parents and friends and also far away from the nature. They must have felt lonely I thought. Every day the only thing they could do was to sit there and wait for food. 当我5岁的时候，妈妈带我到那儿。
我很高兴看到这么多真实的动物在同一时间。
他们似乎又活泼又可爱。
我花了一个愉快的一天。
但在我回家的路上，我开始觉得对不起他们。
他们被带到远离自己的父母和朋友，也远离了大自然。
他们一定会感到孤单，我想。
每天，他们唯一可以做的事就是坐在那里，等待食物。
