关于成长的英语演讲稿
时间: 01-11
作者:玛丽江·木拉提
栏目:演讲稿
关于成长的英语演讲稿一：
growth, so that everything becomes taken by surprise, i stood clear that, called the threshold, while the pure juvenile, adult side of the vicissitudes of life, some at a loss and what to do, i know that when their children have gone through the aryl when the grass to meet the many people i write about the so-called "rainy season."
the epic life opened a new chapter.
growing, when we began to pure self-integration into the alien society, growing pains and pressures will not become free in early. and our lives in the constant subject of annoyance to overcome and resolve in one day change the world, the growth of stereotypes.
growth, the most desire is that with people, the most trouble is to get along with others. when i entered this class, an unfamiliar environment for i am depressed, terrified. and high, in my doubt came to me ... ...
many nights, i dreamed of and one of the students had a wonderful time spent together. more thoughts, the more his heart is closer lock. thus, isolation and loneliness, like a thief just like the volatility. to get up that morning, the dizziness. roommate to see me look bad, with concern, said: "never, right?" i shook his head, they see nothing, i said, no longer speak. but i can see their eyes for a long time in good faith and fraternity. later, the headache was not a person to leave the teacher, went to the clinic, the doctor said that in a cold,吊针fight. looked at the syrup bottle in a drop into the my body, i feel very sad.
looking at the road outside the yellow lights, helplessness and loneliness of the body i occupy. suddenly recall a time when illness, friends of the deep feeling anxious face, and concern about the words, but it all seems more and more distant from me, and all are increasingly blurred.
i do not know how long after, a sudden i can not help but the wind caught pitched battle. then, i see a blur full zhang's face, that they, my friends room. they seem to have the face of the winds because the wind has become clear, smart.
i am full of psychological warmth. i know that in my heart the moment before locking the door, and their greetings and laughter as warm.
now, i found their advantages: some humorous, some wisdom, it was moderate, it was good, but more importantly, i found that this new focus in the same unity, and fraternity.
now i'm re-learned how to exchange, learn how to communicate, more importantly, learned how to grow.
met with high non-butterfly wings, butterfly seen just dance, but we can not ex meiyan forget the origin of the butterfly. the suffering there is no hard and painful struggle and waiting, how can a shell at the time of amazing wings?
growth is the pain in the united states, but also the well-being.
growth, so that everything becomes taken by surprise, i stood clear that, called the threshold, while the pure juvenile, adult side of the vicissitudes of life, some at a loss and what to do, i know that when their children have gone through the aryl when the grass to meet the many people i write about the so-called "rainy season."
the epic life opened a new chapter.
growing, when we began to pure self-integration into the alien society, growing pains and pressures will not become free in early. and our lives in the constant subject of annoyance to overcome and resolve in one day change the world, the growth of stereotypes.
growth, the most desire is that with people, the most trouble is to get along with others. when i entered this class, an unfamiliar environment for i am depressed, terrified. and high, in my doubt came to me ... ...
many nights, i dreamed of and one of the students had a wonderful time spent together. more thoughts, the more his heart is closer lock. thus, isolation and loneliness, like a thief just like the volatility. to get up that morning, the dizziness. roommate to see me look bad, with concern, said: "never, right?" i shook his head, they see nothing, i said, no longer speak. but i can see their eyes for a long time in good faith and fraternity. later, the headache was not a person to leave the teacher, went to the clinic, the doctor said that in a cold,吊针fight. looked at the syrup bottle in a drop into the my body, i feel very sad.
looking at the road outside the yellow lights, helplessness and loneliness of the body i occupy. suddenly recall a time when illness, friends of the deep feeling anxious face, and concern about the words, but it all seems more and more distant from me, and all are increasingly blurred.
i do not know how long after, a sudden i can not help but the wind caught pitched battle. then, i see a blur full zhang's face, that they, my friends room. they seem to have the face of the winds because the wind has become clear, smart.
i am full of psychological warmth. i know that in my heart the moment before locking the door, and their greetings and laughter as warm.
now, i found their advantages: some humorous, some wisdom, it was moderate, it was good, but more importantly, i found that this new focus in the same unity, and fraternity.
now i'm re-learned how to exchange, learn how to communicate, more importantly, learned how to grow.
met with high non-butterfly wings, butterfly seen just dance, but we can not ex meiyan forget the origin of the butterfly. the suffering there is no hard and painful struggle and waiting, how can a shell at the time of amazing wings?
growth is the pain in the united states, but also the well-being.