怎么写英文演讲稿
自我介绍,信息:姓名,年龄:12 喜欢:秋天 爱好:英语.这篇稿子的主要内容是,我喜欢热爱英语.但只根据我写的信息写自我介绍.不要太难!按小学6年级的水平写 Hello ,everyone .my name is WangYongjie .I am now twelve years old .I am a student 大家好，我叫王永洁，今年12岁，我是一名来自六年级的学生。
from grade six.I am a child with many interest .I like Autumn most .And I like English 我有的广泛的爱好。
我最爱秋天。
我也很喜欢英语。
very much .because we can make a lot of friends with foreign people .thank you .因为我可以交到很多的外国朋友。
谢谢。
我的家乡--湛江 作文
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急求文章以军歌嘹亮为主题的文章，还有规划我的大学演讲稿
七月，党旗飘飘；七月，军歌嘹亮；七月，承载着一段辉煌的历史；七月，吟唱着一首经久不衰的歌
七月，我们即将迎来中国共产党的九十岁华诞，在这激动人心的日子里，我们静心凝望，九十年的岁月历程一一在心头上演。
回顾九十年，中国从山河破碎到祖国统一，从受人欺辱到倍受尊重，从贫穷落后到繁荣昌-盛，发生了天翻地覆的巨变。
悠悠九十载，走过了多少坎坷与荆棘，品尝了多少屈辱和血泪，更记载了多少沧海变桑田的伟大业绩
曾记得：1921年7月，嘉兴南湖，中国共产党成立。
巨人般的呐喊，犹如春雷轰鸣，唤醒了沉睡东方的雄狮，似灯塔般照亮了漫长而阴霾的黑夜，于迷茫之中，指人以方向。
曾记得：1949年10月1日，毛主席巍然的站在天安门广场上高呼：“中华人民共和国成立了，中国人民站起来了
”
那一时，举国同庆；那一刻，举世同欢；那一天，永世难忘。
曾记得：1966年到1976年
这个让每一个中国人都不堪回首的十年，十年啊
国家和人民遭受到了建国以来最大的挫折和损失，但，人民是坚强的，国家是坚强的，中国共产党是坚强的
他终是站起来了，于风雨飘摇里经受洗礼，再踏征途，从此中国共产党变得愈加凝练，变得越加强大
这一切的一切，我们永远记得。
这一切的一切，也炼就了新中国面对种种困难不挫不挠的勇敢气魄。
南方雪灾时，人民子弟兵冲峰向前，在漫天雪花中清除积雪。
汶川地震时，中国共产党及时的调动人力、物力，在第一时刻冲上前线。
温总理，冒着余震的危险亲自来到汶川，慰问群众，鼓励孩子，把关心和温暖送到了每一个人的心田。
奥运会，世博会，将一个个惊艳华美传送到世界面前，成就了我国举世瞩目的精彩辉煌
一庄庄一件件，又承载了多少荣誉和骄傲
回首九十年，共产党带领我们迈进了新时代的大门，过上了幸福安康的生活。
看：我们在明亮的教室里学习,在宽阔的操场上活动。
书本是免费的，鸡蛋和牛奶是免费的，体检有免费项目，到图书馆可以免费阅读，到公园游玩也可以享受优待……在党的光辉的旗帜下，我们健康成长，快乐学习，在党的正确领导下，我们幸福生活
我们热爱党和国家，我们把党比母亲，慈爱的抚育我成长；我们把党比太阳，温暖的阳光普照在我们的心间；我们爱国，我们更拥护中国共产党
我们要时刻要求自己：好好学习，报效祖国，用行动创造祖国美好的明天
七月，创造了一个奇迹；七月，孕育了一支队伍；七月，唱响了一首歌曲；七月，铸就了一座丰碑；我们热爱七月，热爱七月带给我们的一切。
我们热爱中国共产党，在您历经历经沧桑岁月，风霜洗礼的九十年后，依然自强奋进、蓬勃不息，为我们指引着前进的方向
我爱您，亲爱的党，愿您光辉的旗帜永远飘扬
尊敬的老师，在场的各位可爱的同学们，还有逃课的那些，大家思修课好
今天小弟我很荣幸给大家带来这个演讲《我的大学生活规划》。
或许有同胞们会说，我的大学生活需要规划吗
周一到周五就是不停地上课，下课，再上课，周末就是不停地睡觉，吃饭，再睡觉。
每个星期都是不停地重复，重复再重复。
再加上计划永远赶不上变化，难道还必须每天都不停地重新规划，重新规划，再重新规划
既然这样，大家认为对大学生活还有没有必要规划啊
我认为是有的，不然我就可以说：“我的演讲到此结束”了。
其实大学规划指的是什么呢
首先，我们要明白“规划”的含义，“规划”是指对未来整体性、长期性、基本性问题的思考、考量和设计未来整套行动方案
是比较全面的长远的发展 计划。
所以，没错，计划永远赶不上变化，但变化又永远追不上规划喔! 再具体地说，你很难听见有人说：我们国家的规划生育工作做得不错哦! 这样子，所以，小弟我认为规划是一件比较泛的工作，而计划是一件比较烦的工作。
你需要制定很多很多的小计划来完成一个大学生活规划。
那为什么要规划呢
又或者说为什么非得要对大学生活进行规划呢
在座有没有人打算在毕业之后考研的
这其实就是你对自己的毕业规划啦
没错，其实很多时候，在不知不觉间，我们已经对自己的生活有了规划，诸如考公务员啊，找个美女做女朋友啊等等。
只是你没有像我这样肆无忌惮地站在这里说而已。
所以，大学生活规划并不是什么非得去做啊这样子，而是你和 我在潜意识中都已经不知不觉地选择了去做，去规划。
那说到小弟我自己了，对于小弟来说，就在过去的一个学期，我们的生活有了许多的改变，所以，在心理方面，我们要适应这些改变，无论是周围的生活环境，还是考试方式，上课模式，大学作息，身边的人等等，用一个学期去适应这些，我认为只有这样，对于接下来几年的路，才会更好走。
由于大学里没有像高中的那些高耸入云的作业，所以，我们会多了许多时间，由自己支配，这些时间通常都是，有电脑的，就通过我们伟大的校内网在QQ上聊聊天啊，偷偷菜啊，没有电脑的就去课室自习啊，或者在其他人的电脑聊聊天啊，偷偷菜啊。
当然了，我并不是说全部同学都这样。
那我又怎样规划呢
我会参加学校的一些部门，队伍，当然，这必须是我感兴趣，而且是我认为值得去做的。
毕竟，第一，这样可以锻炼多种多样的技能，第二，可以认识多一些朋友，第三，对于打发时间真的很有效的哦
那时间允许的话去参与一下诸如什么文化节啊，我爱记歌词啊，那些活动和竞赛。
所要学会怎样自娱自乐。
那还有些剩下的时间又怎样利用呢
兼职，锻炼，到图书馆逛逛，虽然，以上三样我连一样都没做，但我确实认为这是有必要写进我的规划里的，不然，时间一久，就会感觉生活不充实啊，抱怨什么大学好无聊啊，这样子，然后经常都会感觉不知道自己到底要做什么，或是做什么都提不起劲。
为什么会这样啊，因为你的生活太空闲了，你缺乏一个由目标带来的动力。
所以，我要在我的大学生活规划里订一个目标，一个可以给我动力的目标，四六级
不是。
研究生
不是。
大医院
不是。
这些都没有足够的动力，这时候，我发现啊，原来这动力来自 一场爱情
没错啊，打个比方，如果你女朋友喜欢你的歌声，你是不是会努力唱好你的歌
如果你男朋友喜欢你的清纯，你是不是会努力装清纯，当然，我认为我们广东医大部分都是不用装的。
又如果你女朋友喜欢你的钱，你是不是会马上不要她呢
那如果你另一半很有远见啊，希望你以后事业有成，那这个时候，你们会是在街上购物呢
还是在课室学习呢
啊，从这里可以看出，我规划中的女朋友应该是一个有思想，有远见的女孩子，所以，记着，选择要慎重啊。
不过，我很幸运，我有一群能给我很多动力的兄弟，所以，女朋友还是随缘吧
规划了空余时间，规划了爱情，接下来我要规划一下日常生活。
自从到了大学，真的很多同学都说自己花的钱都是建立在父母的痛苦之上，说自己不可以在这里浪费光阴，要挣钱养活自己。
然后就每天吃很少，又找很多兼职，我觉得呢，有把握好那个度咯，我上学期就因为每顿都吃得太少，导致一学期瘦了10斤。
所以，我以后要有一个营养均衡搭配的饮食，有水果，有牛奶，身体都垮了拿什么学习啊
至于穿着方面，说真的，我来湛江没有买过衣服，也不打算在这买，自己带来的够穿就行了，当然，你家住得很远，不方面的话，那当然要买啦，是吧。
那吃好饱穿暖之后，通常都会去享受一下，去享受一下马云的这句话：“今天很残酷，明天更残酷，后天很美好，但绝大部分是死在明天晚上，所以每个人不要放弃今天。
”我可不想死在明天晚上啊，我们面前还有英语四六级要考，还有计算机考级，还要找个好的实习点，然后还有毕业考试和研究生考试，不考研不行啊，如今社会，大城市里的医院都不招本科生啦，是吧
那如果这些你都觉得很容易的话，你可以去试一下入党。
所以，我们前面还有很多难关要攻克啊
医学是一种来不得半点虚假的行业，是一种别人以性命相托的职业。
可以说，有扎实的基础的医生不一定是个好医生，但一名好医生一定要有扎实的基础
。
专业知识都没有学习好如何谈未来
我们今天种下怎么样的因，将来就收获怎么样的果
所以，我们作为广东医学院的学生，一要努力，二要努力，三四五还是要努力
你是最好的，你知道吗
谢谢
关于热爱新疆的演讲稿400字左右
我可以肯定得告诉你，800字的作文对于小学生演讲是3到5分钟。
这个以前我们上海有过演讲比赛规定的。
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有关Thanksgiving（感恩）主题的英语文章
1.Thanksgiving is a holiday celebrated in much of North America, generally observed as an expression of gratitude, usually to God. The most common view of its origin is that it was to give thanks to God for the bounty of the autumn harvest. In the United States, the holiday is celebrated on the fourth Thursday in November. In Canada, where the harvest generally ends earlier in the year, the holiday is celebrated on the second Monday in October, which is observed as Columbus Day or protested as Indigenous Peoples Day in the United States. Thanksgiving is traditionally celebrated with a feast shared among friends and family. In the United States, it is an important family holiday, and people often travel across the country to be with family members for the holiday. The Thanksgiving holiday is generally a four-day weekend in the United States, in which Americans are given the relevant Thursday and Friday off. Thanksgiving is almost entirely celebrated at home, unlike the Fourth of July or Christmas, which are associated with a variety of shared public experiences (fireworks, caroling, etc.) 感恩节的由来要一直追溯到的发端。
1620年，著名的“五月花”号船满载不堪忍受英国国内宗教迫害的清教徒102人到达美洲。
1620年和1621年之交的冬天，他们遇到了难以想象的困难，处在饥寒交迫之中，冬天过去时，活下来的移民只有50来人。
这时，心地善良的印第安人给移民送来了生活必需品，还特地派人教他们怎样狩猎、捕鱼和种植玉米、南瓜。
在印第安人的帮助下，移民们终于获得了丰收，在欢庆丰收的日子，按照宗教传统习俗，移民规定了感谢上帝的日子，并决定为感谢印第安人的真诚帮助，邀请他们一同庆祝节日。
在第一个感恩节的这一天，印第安人和移民欢聚一堂，他们在黎明时鸣放礼炮，列队走进一间用作教堂的屋子，虔诚地向上帝表达谢意，然后点起篝火举行盛大宴会。
第二天和第三天又举行了摔交、赛跑、唱歌、跳舞等活动。
第一个感恩节非常成功。
其中许多庆祝方式流传了300多年，一直保留到今天。
初时感恩节没有固定日期，由各州临时决定，直到美国独立后，感恩节才成为全国性的节日。
1863年，美国总统林肯正式宣布感恩节为国定假日。
届时，家家团聚，举国同庆，其盛大、热烈的情形，不亚于中国人过春节。
2.你说的是感恩，最好用 gratitude这个词 Gratitude is an Open Door: Three Stories About Wealth and Poverty By Kate Judd Let me tell you a story. I had two good friends who had never met each other. They were close in age. They were each divorced; they came from the same ethnic background. One had one teenager, the other had three. They shared many interests. I thought they would love each other. At a party at my home, I introduced my friends to each other. “Annette, this is Barbara; Barbara, Annette. You have so much in common.” Annette was a talkative type. Right away, she began to tell Barbara about her life. “It’s so tough being divorced, isn’t it?” Annette said. “I mean, money is so tight. My new house cost two hundred and seventy thousand dollars. I had to get financial help from my father. It’s not that Daddy doesn’t have it— he just endowed a chair at a major university. But I hate to ask. Of course, I do have the alimony from Bill, my ex; but I don’t feel that I should rely on that. I’m putting it away for my retirement—that’s what my accountant says I should do. And the house that Bill and I built just won’t sell. I don’t know why. We spent nine hundred thousand dollars on that house, it’s absolutely perfect. “It doesn’t matter so much to Bill if the house doesn’t sell. He’s the vice president of a big bank in the city. But I’m really struggling. I mean, I don’t make much. I’m just a music teacher. So, anyway, what I’ve decided to do is build an addition onto my new house: a little apartment. I don’t know where I’m gong to come up with the money. It’s going to cost sixty thousand. But, you know, it’s a tremendous investment in the long run. It adds to the value of the house. And I’m going to rent it out, so then I’ll have the rent every month to add to my income. It’s worth it to scrape a little while I’m having it built.” My friend Barbara sat silent. She had a smile fixed firmly on her face. I had never heard Barbara say anything unkind about anyone—ever. She never said a word against Annette, either; but after the party, she told me she would prefer not to see Annette again. You see, I had forgotten one thing: while Annette, who was worth several hundred thousand dollars, worried about whether she had enough to survive, Barbara was supporting herself and her teenage child on ten thousand dollars a year, which she earned by mopping floors and scrubbing toilets. And she never complained. Before this, what had I thought about wealth? About poverty? I had grown up in comfort, never lacking for any material thing—indeed, indulged in anything money could buy. I had known that there was a difference between me and most of the other children at the tiny rural school where I had gone as a child. But I had not realized that the difference had to do with money. Like many a young member of the upper classes, I did not know what I was. Sitting with Annette and Barbara, I knew. I thought, “Let me never take what I have for granted. Let me never complain about being poor, when I am really rich.” If you had asked Barbara if she was poor, she would probably have denied it. She would have said, “I have a child who loves me. We have a house to live in. I have my health, so that I can work for my living. Sure, we have to get food from the Community Pantry sometimes, but we always have enough to eat. I’m even able to scrape together enough to go to school, so that some day I’ll be qualified for a better job which still allows me to take care of my emotionally troubled child. I have a family who cares about me. I’m thankful to have so much.” Maybe I should take Barbara for an example? Maybe I should be grateful for what I have—however much or little it is. Let me tell you another story: I have a middle aged relative who lives alone in a large house. Mentally somewhat disabled, she does not work, but is supported by a large trust fund set up by her late parents. Though her life style is not opulent by North American standards, she is always beautifully dressed, well fed, and can afford to hire people to do any job she cannot, or does not wish to do herself. One day my relative went to the supermarket (how much we take for granted)! Another friend of mine once hosted a professor from Russia. The professor was overwhelmed and enchanted by the small local supermarket. She exclaimed, “In America, your markets are like museums!” My relative, her eyes glazed and her feet sore after a long trip through the abundantly stocked aisles, decided to go to the flower case and pick out a refreshing bouquet for herself. In front of the buckets overflowing with big, richly colored roses stood an old Asian woman, who was silent as my relative selected her flowers. “So cheap” my relative thought. “Only a dollar a stem!” She chose a large bunch. The other woman still stood there. “It’s hard to pick, isn’t it?” my relative said. “Oh, I cannot buy any,” said the old woman. “Too expensive. I only like to come and look. They are so beautiful.” So this woman was grateful for the free beauty of flowers in a supermarket\\\/museum. Was that all? Did she feel her poverty, in not being able to afford a one dollar rose? There are those who would argue that this woman was wealthier than my friend Annette, who has a great deal of money but feels always impoverished. In this case, my relative should not have felt any guilt or worry, but should have taken her flowers home and enjoyed them, secure in the notion that we must each simply be thankful for what we have, no matter how we came to have it. Or should my relative have offered to buy some flowers for the old woman? That is another popular solution: those who have more should make private donations to those who have less. Perhaps my relative should have put her own flowers back in the case, and donated her money to some worthy organization—one which fights poverty? What am I to learn from all this? Surely it is good to be grateful for what we have. Like my friend Barbara, I am grateful in this minute for so much: the beautiful Vermont landscape outside my window, the fruits of my abundant garden, the house in which I live, my beloved husband, my job, my health, my friends. And yet — it seems to me that as long as others do not have what I have, my gratitude is not enough. If others lack for beauty to see, good and wholesome food to eat, a home (or even a roof over their heads), love and friendship, work that rewards them, health and the care to maintain it, then my gratitude is just a beginning. A door to the next step. I can open that door of gratitude, and walk forward, doing what I can to help others achieve what I have. Or I can close the door. Then gratitude becomes complacency, and I am trapped. Let me stop philosophizing for a moment, and tell you one more story: Once, I saved up my money all year long so that I could go to a workshop. The workshop took place at an institution that specialized in “self actualization,” “spiritual exploration,” “natural healing” and so forth. At this institution there were perhaps a few hundred people who had come to take workshops in pursuit of these vague but laudable goals. Among them I saw perhaps ten who were not white. Although it was more difficult to tell, I would guess that there were equally few who were not economically quite well-off. Although I come from “the whitest state in the union” I felt uncomfortable with this lack of ethnic and class diversity. Still, I quite enjoyed the workshop I was attending. One night I was standing in the dinner line next to the person who was presenting the workshop, a woman of extraordinary power and charisma. She stretched her arms akimbo and proclaimed in a loud voice, “Ah! It’s good to be alive!” Something must have registered on my face. Perhaps I drew slightly away from her. I know that for the rest of the workshop, she looked faintly displeased with me. But you see, I was thinking, For you it is good to be alive. For me it is good to be alive. But what about the homeless person who is sleeping tonight in a public park? What about the person who has just discovered they have cancer, and have no health insurance to cover treatment? What about the residents of other, less wealthy countries—the man who lives in a tin shed in Mexico, the woman who begs in the streets of Bombay? What about the children who are starving, and the mothers who cannot feed them? Just what do you mean, “it’s good to be alive?!” I do not intend to be sanctimonious. I am a privileged, middle class person, who has had a very fortunate life. What I wish for is that everyone could have what I do. This is naive, I suppose. Idealistic, certainly. And what, after all, do I propose to do about it? Where is my plan, my solution to the poverty and hunger that plague the majority of the world’s population? I am not arrogant enough to propose a solution. Others smarter, wiser, more politically shrewd, more religiously dogmatic, have proposed solutions since the beginning of time, it seems. I only know I cannot wish idly for others to have a better life. I must try to work for it in whatever ways I can. Otherwise, my gratitude becomes meaningless. I will have closed the door, and left the better part of humanity beyond it, sitting alone, gloating over my wealth like a miser, cut off from the love, learning and pain that are as essential to living as the material comforts I rejoice in, trapped in complacency. Then, I am very poor indeed. Motivational Story Motivational Story #9 LIVE WITH AN ATTITUDE OF GRATITUDE by Glen Hopkins Imagine for a moment one of those nights when you just can't fall asleep and you have to get up early the next morning for a very important meeting of which you are the keynote speaker. Your alarm clock goes off early in the morning waking you from what little sleep you had. You stumble out of bed, have a quick shower, grab a coffee and some toast, and off you go to fight the traffic on the way to work. Does that sound like the start of a terrible day? Most would answer 'yes'. Few people however, would answer, 'no'. These are the people, who are in my opinion blessed with a gift. A gift that determines how they view their life. These people live with 'an attitude of gratitude'. For them, the situation described could be worse. Much worse. For example, think of the man who doesn't have a bed, let alone a roof to over his head. When he is awoken from what little sleep he is able to get, it is by the rain falling on his cold body. He too stumbles to his feet and begins his journey to work in his bare feet. His work is in the field of survival. He searches though garbage cans for scraps of half-rotten food to eat and odd bits of clothes to keep him warm. The purpose of this example is to illustrate that we all have so much to be grateful for. Even in times when it seems that nothing could be worse, there is always a reason to be grateful. And when you feel a sense of gratitude, you feel a sense of happiness and content. My challenge to you today is to learn to look for the good in every situation and live with 'an attitude of gratitude'. I assure you, if you were the fellow searching for food in garbage cans you too could find things to be grateful for. You just have to look hard enough and 'open your eyes' to what is around you. You have to focus on what's good in your life, not what's bad. I once was distraught because I had no shoes, until I met a man who had no feet. - Unknown Life works in mysterious ways. Time and time again there have been stories of people who are in a dire strait yet they are found helping others who are experiencing greater turmoil. This is because once you have helped someone in greater need than yourself, you always feel better. You feel better because you have helped another human being, and this forces you to change your mindset from focusing on your problems to focusing on their solutions. Always focus on the solution, not the problem and live with an attitude of gratitude! Mother Teresa was a primary example of this phenomenon. Her entire life revolved around helping others in need. As a result she experienced a great deal of love and self-satisfaction in her life. I challenge you now to take a moment to think of five things in your life that you are grateful for today. For example, your friends, your family, your job, your sense of smell, touch, sight, and sound. The list can go on and on. Imagine what your life would be like without these things. Write them down on a piece of paper and really think about the things you are grateful for. You will be amazed at how great you will feel!
