I believe all the students who have participated in the art test know that as a broadcast host, the key to the success of the self-written draft test is to look at the self-written draft truly, sincerely and sincerely. The following is the relevant content of the three-minute manuscript prose of the broadcast host, hoping to help you!

Broadcast and host three-minute manuscript essay 1 "children looking forward to world peace"

1997 In August, at the opening ceremony of the 8th International Science and Peace Week, a China boy read a letter he wrote to the Secretary-General of the United Nations:

"For more than two years, our whole family has been immersed in the great grief of losing their loved ones. I still can't forget my father looking back at my mother and me affectionately before boarding the plane. He said to me, "son, when dad comes back, I will definitely give you a blue helmet." "I have an appointment with my mother. When my father returns home, we will greet him with the most beautiful flowers."

The child's name is Reddy, and his father, Lei Runmin, was a military observer of the United Nations peacekeeping force and died in the Middle East two years ago. After learning the news of his father's death, Reddy was very sad and had a high fever for several days. The mother looked at her silent son and said with great grief, "Remember, son, your father died to maintain peace. He is a glorious soldier who defends world peace. " Reddy threw herself into her mother's arms and said with tears, "Mom, I'll remember." He and his mother brought back his father's urn and put it on the desk where his father studied before his death. The blue helmet symbolizing peace is placed on the urn. The father in the photo on the desk looked at him with calm and affectionate eyes as usual.

Since then, Reddy seems to have grown up at once. Like many children, Reddy is very naughty. Dad left, but Reddy became sensible. At night, he would quietly tuck his mother in. Seeing that her mother is not feeling well, he will repeatedly urge her to go to the hospital. He is very concerned about international politics and the international news broadcast by CCTV, especially the women and children who were injured in the war. He was very excited. He knows that his father died to protect these women and children, and he knows that people in many parts of the world are suffering from war. He made up his mind to love peace like his father and defend it bravely with his life. He also knows that to inherit his father's career, he must have rich knowledge, so he studies hard. He won the place in the math contest, and his composition won the prize and was published in the newspaper. In his spare time, he read through Zi Tongzhi Jian and Twenty-four History. Dad is proficient in four foreign languages, so he is competent for the complicated peacekeeping work of the United Nations. Reddy paid attention to learning foreign languages from an early age. After his father died, he worked harder. By the time he was in the second grade, his English had reached the level of sophomore.

One day, a professor from Copenhagen University in Denmark asked Reddy for directions, and Reddy showed him the way in fluent English. The professor offered to visit his home, and Reddy and his mother warmly received him. Reddy also played Chopin's piano music for the guests. The professor learned that Reddy's father died in peacekeeping operations and said to Reddy, "I'm going to invite you to study at Copenhagen University, and all the expenses will be paid by us." Reddy calmly replied, "My father told me,' Remember, you must rely on your own efforts to win success'. I want to be an excellent diplomat like my father. I will go to Copenhagen, but I will go by my own efforts. " The professor said with great excitement, "You are an excellent China boy. I believe I will see you at the Danish Embassy in the future. "

Reddy is growing up, and a child who wants to contribute to world peace is working hard. Reddy wants to be as good as his father and as strong as his mother when he grows up. He said, "I must finish my father's unfinished business."

Broadcast host three-minute manuscript essay 2 "My Grassland"

My grassland

Let me in.

Green fermented by you for thousands of years.

My grassland

Let me in.

Wan Li, ride your horse.

prairie

You use the original wild green

Draw a string of whip marks from my heart

A sharp pain in my skin.

Feel the dignity of life

To understand the divine sacrifice of the creator

such

I can see my mother clearly.

I only know myself.

prairie

Motherly grassland

Your years

It is the smell of chapped Mongolian skin.

Your years

This is a long-key Chilean song.

I want to give my eyes.

Set off a landscape covered with grass dust

I want to offer a fiery heart.

Summon a fierce horse

Calling sheep

Let me pounce on you like a dream-grassland

Be a lamb kneeling on your chest.

prairie

I can see.

Thirty-nine generations are dedicated to fierce horses.

More than 700 years of persistence

I can hear you.

Zhao Jun, a far-married man.

A moment of serenity of fate.

And her generous love.

prairie

You are on the grass tip of Mongolian long tune

You are cleaning up the endless grass roots.

prairie

I love you

Thick, light, deep, shallow, convex, concave, concave lingering

I love you

Quiet, water, clear and cool.

I love you

Wandering around, stop and go, shouting quickly and slowly

My grassland

A grassland more naive than innocence.

A grassland more primitive than the original grassland.

My grassland

A grassland farther than the distance.

A grassland wider than the vast.

My grassland

Grassland that is more male than males.

Not just the mother's grassland.

My grassland

I am so deep

Love you so much

Ah, I'm so deep

So deeply in love with you-my grassland

Broadcast and preside over the three-minute manuscript essay 3 "The Light of Motherly Love"

That year, my little sister was admitted to the hospital because of injury, and I went to accompany her.

There is a girl in the same ward. She moved in because of a car accident. She has been in a coma since the day she moved in.

The girl shouted from time to time in a coma: "mom, mom!" " "

& gt The girl's father sat on the bed at a loss, watching his daughter struggling in pain with a sad face. He didn't know how to help her, and kept begging the doctor: "Save my daughter, save my daughter!"

He doesn't know that all the medicines that doctors should use have been used, and patients sometimes have to save themselves. Whether they can survive or not depends on whether he is full of life in this world and on his nature.

The nurse came over and asked the man, "Where's the mother?" Why don't you call her mother? "

The man buried his head and whispered, "We have been divorced for a long time, and I can't find her."

The nurse gently held the girl's cold hand and said softly, "Hello, daughter, mom is here, mom is here."

The man looked up. I looked at the nurse in surprise and said with tears on my face, "Thank you, thank you!" " "

The girl called "Mom" and the nurse agreed. The nurse is about the same age as that girl and is not married.

The girl gripped the nurse's hand tightly, just like a drowning man grabbed a straw, and her breathing gradually became even.

In the days to come, the nurse, like a real mother, will stand in front of the girl's bed whenever she has time, hold her hand, talk to her, tell stories and sing softly.

Until the girl wakes up completely.

The doctor said, "It is a miracle that she can wake up."

The girl said, "I feel my mother holding me with a pair of warm hands, holding me all the time and pulling me out of a dark and cold well ..."

People turned their praise to the careful nurse. The nurse blushed slightly and said, "I remember reading a famous saying that maternal love can save everything."