I am an anti-drug volunteer in China. Six years ago, I reported a drug addict who came to my house after a year and a half of compulsory detoxification. He threatened to pay 200 thousand for my head in front of my parents. Before I could speak, my 70-year-old father pointed to him and said, "My girl is worth 200,000 yuan. I'm very proud. If she dies, she will do it for me. But you, not even fifty cents. If you die, you will hurt less. " During the ten years from 20xx to 20xx, I have reported countless drug dealers and addicts and received many such threats. If I was a little scared of Wu Rong, I wouldn't be here today, so I don't deserve to be an anti-drug volunteer in China. I am willing to shed my last drop of blood for the cause of drug control.
Why am I saying this? Because twelve years ago, I was an addict. Twelve years ago, I was the biggest shame in my family. Before taking drugs, I was a college student with a bright future, but it was because I made careless friends that I became addicted to drugs before I graduated. Drugs not only destroyed my best youth and dreams, but also made me lose my dignity and personality and drained all my parents' savings. Ever since my parents learned that I was taking drugs, they always had great hopes and tried their best to help me get rid of drugs. However, when hope turned into disappointment again and again and finally into despair, they chose to give up.
In July, 20xx, when I was sent to compulsory detoxification for the seventh time, my parents stayed away from me. After six months of detoxification, my parents not only refused to take me home, but also brought a handwritten application for continuing compulsory detoxification. They stood in front of the leaders of the drug rehabilitation center and cried and begged them to put me in the drug rehabilitation center for life. At that moment, I really felt abandoned not only by my parents, but also by the world. I made a bold decision to leave rehab as soon as possible. I will walk from Zhengzhou to Humen, Guangdong, and I will prove my determination to get rid of drugs completely with my own actions.
On July 20xx 1 day, I started from Zhengzhou Drug Rehabilitation Center. I traveled through four provinces of Henan, Hubei, Hunan and Guangdong. Along the way, I walked into drug rehabilitation centers, labor camps, communities and schools in various provinces and cities to present myself. Finally, on March 8th, 20xx, I went to Humen. I won the trust of my parents again with my own actions. But every time I go to school and community with confidence to contact anti-drug propaganda, I am repeatedly rejected. "Our school is a good school, and our students are the future of the motherland. Don't mislead our students. " "You can give up drugs, who can believe it? You'd better talk to a drug rehabilitation center. " I saw irony and sarcasm in their words and eyes, but I know that there are 2.4 million registered drug addicts in China now, because drug addicts will not tell you that they are taking drugs.
Today, I am honored to stand on the big stage of a super speaker. I just want to ask all walks of life to stop rejecting me when I walk into your school and your community again. Would you please open a platform for me? Let me tell you my story, let my voice bring more voices and shout with me. We refuse drugs.
I'm a debater. I've been on the world-class debate field for countless times since I started debating in college, and I've been the coach of the Chinese University of Hong Kong's Putonghua Debate Team for seven years. But today, we won't talk about these so-called brilliant achievements. I just want to talk to you about three very failed speech experiences in my life.
The first time was in the second grade of primary school. At that time, before each Chinese class began, the teacher would arrange for a classmate to give a one-minute speech in front of the podium. One day it was finally my turn. I am so excited. This is the first time in my life that I gave a speech to more than 50 human beings, so I prepared my speech one week in advance and memorized it. On the day of the speech, I specially brought a clean red scarf and seldom washed my face. I still remember that day, I calmly walked to the front of the podium, looked around the class solemnly, made a 90-degree bow to fifty children with noses like me, and banged my head on the desk of the podium, which was equivalent to kowtowing to the whole class. At that time, my classmates exploded, and I screwed up my first speech in my life.
The second time was in the sixth grade of my primary school, and I got an opportunity to make a report to the teachers and students of the whole school at the flag-raising ceremony. There are 500 to 600 people there. I'm a little taller, so I can't bend over and bump into things easily. My mother doesn't have to worry about me kowtowing casually. So I prepared my speech a week in advance, memorized it, and confidently walked to the microphone in front of the flagpole, thinking that there would be no problem this time, so I gave a dignified team salute to the dark crowd and knocked the microphone off the bracket with a bang. Didn't philosophers say that people can't step into the same river twice, but why do I feel that I am drowned in the same river twice, and my swimming style is different?
It's not over yet. And a third time. For the third time, I will give a welcome speech as a student representative in front of freshmen in senior high school. I prepared my speech a week in advance. With a lesson from the past, I want to be foolproof. Sure enough, the speech started smoothly. Looking at the dark crowd in the distance, I can still find a few pairs of adoring eyes, but just when I was proud, the stereo made a little noise. Then sparks flew, smoke was everywhere, and the sound system was burned. I choked on that smoke and kept coughing. You might as well think that all welcome speeches must have an important theme, that is, keeping fit, right? But I cough like tuberculosis myself. Do you think this is ridiculous?
But it is such a me, a horrible me, but after a few years, I became a debater and a coach who taught others to speak. The above three true and tragic stories will be told in every debate team recruitment presentation during my seven years as a coach. I just want to tell you from my personal experience that my eloquence is not good and my response is not fast. We can prepare and practice several times in advance, but the appearance is not good. It doesn't matter. All you have to do is comb your hair, wash your face and tie your shoelaces like me. As for bad luck, it can't be broken three times. Good luck will shine one day, and so will bad luck. Take out your face and courage to lose and fight. Anyone can become a super speaker if you want.
As we all know, there is a dreamer named Jimmy Lin on the stage of super performance. I tell you, I am actually a dreamer, and I realize the children's dreams. I still remember meeting a child who told me that he wanted to be a teacher and a pen, so I made a pen out of a balloon and gave it to the child, telling him to protect his dreams, because too many people actually forgot their original dreams when they grew up, and later found that they had all come true.
Once upon a time, there was a little boy whose dream was to be a pianist. He wants to learn to play the piano. But until now, he is still tone-deaf and can't play a scale. But today, this boy is a very famous master of color psychology. Dear friends, do you know who I am talking about? (Le Jia) Yes, that's right. It's Miss Le Jia. In this place, I want to give Mr. Le Jia a piano. Once upon a time, there was a round little girl. In primary school, her dream was to be a dancer, but she gave up her dream because of her poor figure. To this day, I want to give her a dancing shoe. Miss Lu Yu, this dancing shoe is for you. Then there was a boy who was born with a good voice, but gave up his dream of learning vocal music because of his voice change. To this day, he is also a very famous host. Although I can't help him realize his dream of becoming a singer in this place, I want to give him a gift, which is very suitable for him. This is the thing. This horse face is for our teacher Li Yong. Finally, everyone knows that Mr. Xiao Zhi has everything. He is very handsome, with a fairy face and a little Kimi who will call his father better than his father. Until today, I want to give him a gift, that's all, a little girl. Why should I give this little girl to him? Because in this way, my children can be in pairs, and they are a good couple.
In fact, I want to share with you that at a class reunion, everyone was discussing and complaining that they were not engaged in the industry they originally wanted to engage in. I just didn't speak silently, because I knew I was happy and happy, because I was moving towards my dream. Maybe you will say that this thing is very hard, but I am really happy. I want to reward myself here. I want to send myself a flower. Some people will say that when we were young, we were naive and unrealistic. But one day, when you see someone passing by with your dream balloon, your heart is definitely not full of envy and jealousy, but infinite sense of loss, so Qian Qian, a friend, must remember not to let go of your dream balloon.
I have two parents who love me very much, especially my father. He is a traditional China parent. When he was young, he wanted to be a table tennis player most, but my grandfather thought it was a bowl of youth rice and it was difficult to walk, so he refused his idea. My father is very depressed. He could only plant this seed on me and my brother, so I came into contact with table tennis when I was five years old. By the time I was six years old, my skills had been greatly improved. My father sent me to a sports school that needed boarding. You know, for a six-year-old child, home is everything. On the bus I went to, I thought I had to find a way to escape. When I got off, I remembered every road. I remember there is a small hole in the gate, from which I can go out. During the day, I will tighten up and practice hard. At that time, I was also wondering whether these brothers and sisters who trained with me would be homesick, whether they would secretly cry when they slept at night, and whether they would ever want to escape.
Here comes the opportunity. One night, I sneaked out by taking advantage of the toilet. I escaped the housekeeper's eyes. I came out of that small hole and trotted to the station. But when I got to the station, I found it was midnight. There is no bus. In desperation, I had to go back and continue to cry. Every time my father comes to see me, I especially want him to take me back. I begged him, but I don't know what my mom and dad said to the coach later, but I was happy that night because I could pack all my things and go home. Later, my father often mentioned table tennis, but I didn't respond and I didn't know how to respond.
Many parents will want to put their unfinished dreams. They will think that they are doing good for their children. They think they have traveled more roads than children, but they just forget that one dream can't come true, because it's not my dream. In fact, at this moment, I especially want to say to my father that you remember how strongly you felt at that time.
Do you really want to be a table tennis player? Do you remember the moment when you were depressed after grandpa stopped you? Now I am you at that time, but I don't want to give in more and more, because I would rather lose and fight repeatedly than regret for life.
Some people say that if you are not intimidated by your dreams, it can only prove that your dreams are not big enough. When I look at myself carefully in the mirror, I dream that I can be like him. Later, it was discovered that this was either a dream or a fantasy. When I was a child, my teacher occupied our physical education class to talk about something else. Before the lecture, he asked, "Students, what are your dreams?" Someone said, "I want to be a scientist like Einstein." Others said, "Be like Lei Feng." "Yin Fenglong, what is your dream?" Without hesitation, I stood up and said, "Teacher, my dream is to go to physical education class and get the most out of it." The teacher's face directly exceeded the standard like PM2.5. He patiently told me a lot of reasons for occupying physical education class, and then seriously asked me: "Do you still want to go out to play?" I answered "yes" sincerely. "You go out." I ran out happily.
Soon after, I had a new dream. A carpenter was hired to build a house at home during the summer vacation. I think he's great. A few simple tools can turn logs into beautiful furniture. That's great. I want to be like him, and then I follow his ass every day. As a result, the summer vacation was over, the house was built and he left. When he left, he left a sentence, "Don't hit your hand when you hit a nail."
I want to study nursing when I go to college. My family and friends think my dream is particularly unreliable. Despite the family's opposition, I enrolled in the nursing major when I was admitted to the university. After graduating from college, many students talked about their dreams in those years after drinking too much. Some people's dreams have come true, some people have forgotten their dreams, and more are looking at their distant dreams and complaining about real life. I'm still a nurse. My dream has never been "tall", very ordinary, very dull, even small, but there is a small dream that makes our life very happy.
When we were young, adults always encouraged us to have a great dream. Yes, great dreams can make a great life, but what I want to say is that small dreams can make a wonderful life. Now everyone is talking about the Chinese dream, which sounds great and far away. But if everyone sticks to their little dreams, be a carpenter happily, be a baker happily, or be an ugly nurse like me, then the dreams of/kloc-0.4 billion people add up to a huge and beautiful Chinese dream.
One day, a man wrote me a letter, which began with the following words: "Hello, Mr. Lin Yijie, my name is Zachary Huang, and I am 53 years old. My wife's name is Cai. Her life is not far away. We have a wish in our hearts that we can travel around the island of Taiwan Province Province and hope to achieve it with you. " It turned out that Cai was diagnosed as cerebellar atrophy by doctors. Mrs. Huang, who was originally free to move, was able to run and walk and sit in a wheelchair with crutches. Her beautiful smile was gradually taken away by the devil, and her stiff face gradually lost her language ability. In fact, I am a person who is rarely touched. Because I may have been to too many sinister environmental challenges, I learned to be strong, but this time I was moved, and I decided to put down everything and all my work to participate in this mission. At that time, Taiwan Province Province was quite sensational. Wherever they went, many people encouraged them, cheered them on, and even gave them a smile. Sometimes they bumped their cheeks, and sometimes they cried together when they saw the beautiful scenery. I walked behind them, and I saw their eyes full of happiness at the moment, which reminded me that our life is not the last silhouette. We still have a long way to go. When we are tired, we will have a rest. When we want to see the sunset glow, we will stop and point to the sky to share with you.
In fact, in retrospect, my life is actually quite lucky, because there are always distinguished people to help me when I am in pain. I remember when I was seven years old, because I wanted to be an athlete, but no one thought I could be an athlete because my physical condition was too poor. Until one day, an Asian female sprinter (Zheng Ji, a sprinter in Taiwan Province Province, China) came to our school to promote track and field sports, and many people regarded her as an idol. Of course, I am no exception. I am luckier. It is precisely because of this that the seeds of my dream of running are slowly sprouting. At the age of eighteen, I didn't go to college, and my family cut off my financial resources. I was desperate. I went back to school and opened my books. My coach secretly stuffed a grant in my book, and I continued to ignite the will to run.
Until now, I have been thinking about the photos of the old man and the old lady. I keep telling myself that the dream we set at the beginning has no end and no boundary. Suppose you want to dream your dream today, and you still have some ability to help others. Will this dream become more meaningful, valuable and great? Here I hope everyone can help others realize their dreams like me.
How to face an unsuccessful life? First of all, what is an unsuccessful life? I think, I, including everyone at the scene, no one can say that your life is an unsuccessful life, because your life is not over at all. As long as we are not dead, we just have a failure in life. No one can say that your life is an unsuccessful life.
Yuanyuan tells us that as long as people are not dead, it is impossible to judge success or failure. Popular chicken soup for the soul often tells us that as long as we persist and work hard, we will succeed, but not succeed. Everyone has different standards for success. As long as you have spiritual satisfaction, it is also a success. I don't know what the self-deception ability of all of you here is, but I will always find that in this play of life, I am not the protagonist, but a walk-on. I am a walk-on in your life and all of you, but I am the protagonist of my own life, so when I fail and get booed by the audience, I can and must sing alone.
Yes, I'm from Peking University, but in high school, no one thinks I'm a poor student, the kind who didn't do his homework and passed the 180 exam in the whole grade. Then one day, the poor student suddenly wanted to be admitted to Peking University, and then worked hard like a psychopath. Of course, I still didn't pass the college entrance examination. Some people say that you have failed. Did I fail? How easy it is to admit defeat, much easier than that kind of persistence and patience day after day! But I don't believe it! Four years later, I returned to Peking University for postgraduate study. Therefore, a person will never try anything, he will never take risks, he will never fail, and he is not qualified to fail! But you are different. You dreamed, you were crazy, you cried, laughed, struggled, you loved, hated and regretted. Therefore, as an ordinary person among all living beings, you have tried your best. Who is qualified to say that your life is unsuccessful?
The success rate is actually extremely low. After all, monkeys know that it is the instinct of every animal to climb trees with more bananas, weigh the gains and losses, and seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. But do you know that the pursuit of this almost hopeless success is what distinguishes us from other animals? Because you are almost doomed to fail, every day you expect success is full of a kind of happiness called anxiety. When you try your best to fail, you will know that your life has never been wasted, because it is wasted on ideals.
Every ideal is worth your life. Life is so short, I choose to be a blind and enthusiastic fool, always young, always in tears, always believe in dreams, believe in the meaning of hard work, and believe that regret is more terrible than failure, because an unsuccessful life is only imperfect, but complete.
Tagore said, "Birds fly through the sky without leaving a trace." But my friend, you have to know, you have to understand that you have flown in this sky yourself.
Hello, everyone. I'm Aunt Sweet Potato. My name is Xu. I'm 58 years old and I'm from Tieling, Liaoning. I sell sweet potatoes in Beijing Normal University. Today, I would like to thank these students from Beijing Normal University. I'm from the northeast, and my son's family has a car and a house in Beijing. They should enjoy leisure at home, but I'm still selling sweet potatoes because I'm happy. At Beijing Normal University, it was sold for five years. Although it's hard, I enjoy it. In the five years since I sold sweet potatoes, my children and I have had a sincere heart-to-heart relationship and forged a profound friendship. When I eat with my children, they consciously give me food. When it was sold late, a classmate sent me a cup of warm milk tea. On Mother's Day, these students also sent me a bunch of flowers. I received flowers for the first time at this age, and called to ask for peace during the Spring Festival. I think so.
The dream speech of a super speaker 9 When the director asked me to come back as a super speaker, I refused. Later, he said he could add special effects. Why not?
After talking about duang, I came up. Duang Duang sounds cool, so I decided to come back and see my family. Since we're going back to our parents' house, let's say yes first. After attending super speakers, it is fire, fire, fire, newspapers, Weibo fans and magazines.
This year is my tenth year in Beijing. I still remember that on the fourth day of 20xx, I took the 13-hour hard-seat train to Beijing, and when I got out of Beijing Station, I said, "Wow, what a big city, the capital." Everything is fresh, but ten years have passed, and the dream of bringing my parents to Beijing to live and take root in Beijing will come true. Even many friends around me said, "Xie Yi, you have a good time in Beijing. You have bought a house and a car. " So I've been thinking about it recently. Are you saying that houses and cars are so important? Just like our Spring Festival, these seven aunts and eight aunts sat down and said, "Hey, you bought a house, hey, did you buy a car?" I just rolled my eyes. I accepted that evil boredom. Why do you think they didn't ask me if I was happy in Beijing? Yes, all of us are used to judging whether we can get along in this big city by the material standards of houses and cars, as if having a house and a car is not drifting north. In fact, I didn't like the word "drift" from the beginning, because I didn't drift, and I believe that everyone present didn't drift, and we are not sandstorms, right? In fact, I think it is normal, that is, this is a standard that cannot be measured by houses and cars. Just a goal. Just like when I first came to Beijing, being an extra actor cost 50 yuan a day, which is my goal. Later, it was cold in winter in Beijing, so I wanted to buy a decent down jacket, which was also my goal. Later, I wanted to move it from this basement, and one belonged to it. Take that big woven bag to the zoo in the morning to sweep the goods and bargain for others. I don't feel tired if I change trains three times a day to run the crew. We rushed over with our feet on the ground. Is the house and car really that important?
I think everyone has a goal at different stages, so if you have this goal, then you are not floating in this city, because we are down-to-earth, and we understand why we have to get up and work hard every day, but if you don't have these goals, you have no goal to fight, and you have no impulse to fight again. Even if you have a house and a car, you are still floating, so many people say, "We dedicate our youth to you." In fact, I want to say that it is not that we dedicated our youth to the city, but that the city left it to me.