The first two-minute story speech
After the school physical examination, I rode past the Yangtze River water diversion hub. Inadvertently caught a glimpse of the golden color and abruptly turned the car around. I looked at the quietly frozen color behind the door and waited for a while, and finally I couldn't help but choose to go in. I know there is a piece of ginkgo in it, from spring to autumn, from green to yellow. They are waiting for me.
I stepped into the back door, and this place was transformed into a beautifully decorated hotel, with scattered dark yellow in front of it, and most other trees were evergreen pine and cypress. I can't help but feel a little disappointed. I can't say why. Maybe the bright colors that should belong to autumn here are not blooming.
Go further inside for a while, and you will reach the legendary stone tablet commemorating Jiang Lang's talent. It's obviously much quieter and clearer here than at the entrance. After staying away from the hustle and bustle of the city, I can easily appreciate its original flavor with a small area of scenery. The cornice like a bird's wing leans on the wooden pavilion, silently protecting this one-person-high stone tablet, and a stone path lined with golden ginkgo leaves extends from the stone steps in front of the pavilion to my feet. Humane Jiang Lang was endowed by the immortal with wonderful pen to write peerless articles. I said that he read poetry books day and night to make poems; Humanism changed, and Jiang Lang was exhausted by the pen collection in her dream. As I said, in my later years, I slacked off until Jiang Lang took the consequences. There is no accident in life, and there is no shortcut to success. Even the immortal ginkgo can follow silently. How can Jiang Lang be an exception? It can be said that the tree is so beautiful. Why are you so embarrassed?
? Rush? The sound of water swings leisurely, like a lullaby sung by a mother to her child, gentle and delicate. Ah, I came to my favorite different caves. A circle of green Parthenocissus tricuspidata interweaves with wild curtains along the bracket. Through the circular doorway, you can see a world, ancient bluestone slabs, exquisite and strange rockery rocks, clear ponds, colorful red maple trees and tall and mighty ginkgo trees. The story of floating life that the ancients paid attention to was unexpectedly reflected here. At this moment, I just want to rest, just want to sleep and get rid of drunkenness; This forward force pushes me forward. Memory is golden all the way, the goal is soft, and the tree in life is soft, in front of us and in the distance.
Turning a corner, the line of sight suddenly became clear and the crowd suddenly increased. Oh, here I am.
The weather in late autumn is just cool, and a few thick yellow leaves fall down, and there is still a damp sense of life when you step on it. Goose yellow and light gray give off a dim light, and I step on it, as if walking slowly in the river of time, and the ginkgo trees on both sides bloom at the best moment. The fragrance enters the lungs, which makes people nostalgic. Layers of golden leaves, patches of fresh water, blue sky and yellow leaves are unusually matched and full of vitality. The past will not be as good as it is now.
The ginkgo of life is sometimes just separated by a cluster of flowers and a willow, just across the Qianshan Mountain and a water. Loving you is like dancing alone in self-pity against the shadow between heaven and earth. When I succeed, I will give you ten miles of ginkgo biloba.
Two-minute story speech part two
Leaning against the window, tears rolled down and wet my cheeks. I can't help asking myself: Tears, why on earth did you fall? Who are you crying for? It calmly replied: there will always be places in the world that make us emotional. Won't you cry?
At night, the wind is blowing and the stars are blinking their charming eyes happily. Tossing and turning in bed. Won't you cry? Tears echoed in my ears. So, I decided to solve this mystery. I put on my coat, picked up my wand and looked for tears.
Not long after flying out, the scene in front of me appeared: a lovely little girl snuggled up in front of her mother, and her tears kept falling, wetting her tattered clothes, but her mother couldn't see it, because her mother was always asleep, but she still stubbornly called her mother, which was heartbreaking. I was moved to tears by this tragic scene.
I moved on with tears and only listened for a moment? Earthshaking? I covered my ears and followed the sound. A baby is crying, but this small house has become so big because of him. His hands kept going crazy, as if he were hungry. I just wanted to go in and feed him something. Unexpectedly, I just flew in and bumped into the eaves. Ah, pain, pain, I kept moaning. An elderly grandmother walked slowly into the house with a big bag of garbage on her back. She put it down, lit a fire and boiled water to cook. Finally, when the meal was ready, she tried to blow it up before coming to the baby. The baby is exhausted from hunger. I wonder that the baby cried so loudly, but the grandmother didn't care. Isn't she the legendary old witch? I went to the door and whispered, Grandma, grandma. ? She still ignores me. I patted my head. How stupid! Grandma is deaf. She can't hear. ? Grandmothers are disabled, but they still have to shoulder the burden of life. Their life is so poor and difficult, but they still persist. I can't hold back my tears any longer. It burst like a flood in an instant. I watched it again, helpless, sad and helpless! After a white light, tears appeared in front of my eyes, and the beautiful and dazzling light set her off more saintly. She smiled at me and asked? Do you understand why you are crying? A series of things happened in the evening came back to my mind: the sadness of the little girl, the helplessness of the grandmother and many people. ? Oh, I see! ? I suddenly realized? Tears are the pursuit of family, the yearning for friends and the helplessness of life! ? Looking up, tears gradually disappeared in the blue sky.
Yes! They cry for their families, for their families and for their lives. Let the tears flow freely!
Tears, you born to love!
A familiar and unfamiliar sigh came from the distance: Who are you crying for? ?
Two-minute story speech article 3
If someone asks me: Who is your good friend? I'll answer right away. Confidence! ?
I used to be an ugly duckling, shy and unknown. Because I have no self-confidence, I often miss some good opportunities. In the debate, as long as I express my views, I can make the other side speechless. However, I dare not stand up and express my views. As a result, we lost the debate. I tasted the bitterness of lack of self-confidence. From then on, I forced myself to summon up courage, not to be afraid of anything, and to believe what the American poet Emerson said. Self-confidence is the first line of defense for success. ? So I made friends with confidence, I got along with confidence, and confidence grew with me.
How can I make friends with confident people? These all come from those successful people who pursue self-confidence. In the face of the authorities' denial, Zheng Xiao Zell still insisted on himself? The score is wrong? The right position, and thus won the championship of the command contest, which made me very moved. Holly. In the face of the director's ridicule, Henry always insisted that he could create a more moving heroine image than the script, and finally won? Oscar heroine? It also touched me. What moved me most was their confidence! Gradually, self-confidence took root in my heart.
Self-confidence also made me taste the sweetness. When I hosted the program for the first time, my legs trembled uncontrollably, and I wanted to escape when I got cold feet. At this time, the teacher said:? Don't be afraid, you can do it! ? Suddenly gave me a thousand times the courage. Self-confidence enabled me to successfully host the program and let me taste the joy of my first victory.
Still confident, save me embarrassment. I was nervous when I made an impromptu speech. Halfway through the speech, I suddenly forgot my words. I paused for a moment and thought of Churchill's eloquence. I was full of strength at once, and when I started again, I felt the strength and courage that self-confidence could bring me.
Self-confidence is music in fidgety, color in blank and lubricant on ideal runway. Only by making friends with confident people can we have the motivation and capital to fight for our ideals, struggle against difficulties and move towards success and glory. Without confidence, even if you work hard, you can only face failure. The source of a river has dried up, how can it flow into the ideal vast ocean?
Self-confident Helen Keller said: For those who are above fate, self-confidence is the master of fate? It is because of self-confidence that many heroes have been created! Only self-confidence can bring optimism, courage and other qualities.
In a word, we should make friends with confident people. Self-confidence is the need of life, the only way to success, and the shortest and most effective way to success. Let's become confident good friends, and follow the road of self-confidence to success!