i have a dream演讲稿 【篇1】
One world , one dream .简简单单的四个词却始终牵动着一个古老的东方文明古国——中国之魂。
xx．奥林匹克精神，即将在这里盛放！
几十年，风云变幻，斗转星移，一个民族，一个国家，一个世界，一个梦想，在这里，不会变。这个梦，像一个种子，它有根，伸展在中华九百六十万平方公里的土地里。这个梦，像一只凤凰，它有绚丽的翅膀，飞翔在华夏十三亿儿女的眸子里。这个梦，像一条蛟龙，它有一种精神，奔腾在湍流不息的江海里。这种精神，一种能鼓舞人奋发进取的精神；这种精神，中国奥运精神，正是顺应时代潮流，应运而生。它是以往精神瑰宝的继承和发扬，是中华民族的宝藏，是对中华五千年文化的提炼。
中国奥运精神内涵丰富，首先它是最深厚，最基本的爱国主义精神。1932年，在爱国将领张学良的资助下，刘长春只身漂泊海上21天，到达洛杉机。在男子一百米预赛中，一路领先，然而疲惫不堪的刘长春，还是被遗憾淘汰，1936年柏林奥运会，进入撑杆跳决赛的中国运动员竟买不起比赛用杆，1948年，伦敦奥运会中国代表团是参赛团中唯一住不起奥运村的。这不堪回首的一页，早已被我们翻过。在1979年，中国恢复了在国际奥委会上的合法席位。1984年7月29日，许海峰的一声枪响实现了中国奥运金牌史上零的突破。正是在这样的历史大背景下，人民的爱国之情，强国之梦与体育精神密不可分的结合在一起。终于xx年奥林匹克盛会选择了北京，选择了中国。这也是对深爱着祖国的华夏儿女最崇高的奖赏。
中国奥运精神更是顽强，拼搏，永不言败的精神。不能忘记，上个世纪80年代，女排精神带给人们的巨大鼓舞，怎能忘记雅典奥运金牌榜上，中国代表团挤身前三甲。五星红旗一次又一次升起，国歌声一遍又一遍奏响。同样不曾忘记的是八年前的蒙特卡罗，两千年奥运会主办城的投票现场的一幕：投票前，由12名与我年龄相近的女孩代表北京演唱了《茉莉花》；那歌声很美，很动人。然而，我永远难忘的确是在北京落选时，她们放声大哭的情景。那一次，北京输了。但，我们从不曾放弃。正如奥林匹克精神所号召的那样“The most important thing is not to win, but to take part; Just as the most important thing in our life is not principle, but struggle。
这就奥运精神，也正是我们世世代代炎黄子孙的魂！
xx，让我们共同期盼，让我们追寻，让我们一起为之奋斗！
xx，让我们乘着科技，人文的祥云，点燃心中之火，闪耀一段历史。
xx, 让我们付出，让我们分享，让我们所有的朋友，我们一起，将世界凝成一朵璀璨的花。
xx, ONE WORLD ONE DREAM！朋友们，让我们携起手来吧！伴着这华彩的乐章，共同高歌一曲——《NEW BEIJING，GREATOLYMpICS》！
头一次参加演讲比赛，陌生、紧张也伴着激动，感觉有挑战性，我喜欢。
这关于奥运的演讲稿，也许更多的人会用到吧？拿来和大家一起分享~不要版权，哈哈~~不用谢哦！
i have a dream演讲稿 【篇2】
演讲稿是在一定的`场合，面对一定的听众，演讲人围绕着主题讲话的文稿。随着社会一步步向前发展，演讲稿在我们的视野里出现的频率越来越高，你所见过的演讲稿是什么样的呢？以下是小编为大家收集的I have a dream演讲稿原文，欢迎大家分享。
《I have a dream!》
Delivered on the steps at the Lincoln Memorial in Washington D.C. on August 28, 1963. Source: Martin Luther King, Jr: The Peaceful Warrior, Pocket Books, NY 1968
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of bad captivity.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we’ve come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we have come to our nations capital to cash a cheque. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note in sofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad cheque, a cheque which has come back marked "insufficient funds". But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash thischeque — a cheque that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quick sands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of Gods children.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negros legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.
We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. They have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.
As we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied, as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negros basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating "For Whites Only". We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.
Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.
I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up, live up to the true meaning of its creed: “We hold these truths to be self-evident; that all men are created equal.”
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave-owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, one day right down in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.
This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to the South with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
This will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with new meaning.
My country, ’ tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing:
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims’ pride,
From every mountainside.
Let freedom ring.
And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.
Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York!
Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!
Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California!
But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi!
From every mountainside, let freedom ring!
And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, “Free at last! free at last! thank God almighty, we are free at last!”
i have a dream演讲稿 【篇3】
篇一：小学英语演讲稿my dream
Good afternoon dear teachers. My name is Sun Lanxin. I’m from Class 4 Grade 6. Today I’m very happy to have a speech here. My topic is “My dream—to be a singer”.
Some people want to be writers. Some want to be teachers. Some want to be doctors. My dream is to be a singer in the future. I hope my songs will spread all over the country。 I hope everyone will enjoy my songs.
I like singing. When I was 6, my mom took me to Ningbo Children’s Center to learn singing . Miss Xu, a very kind woman, taught me vocal. “1,2,3,4…” I deeply fell in love with singing. In the next few years, I also learned many singing skills from Mr Li and Miss Hu. I learned many beautiful songs like Zhuo Ma, Cinderella’s Dream, and so on.
Then I started to join all kinds of singing contest. I sang better and better. And I won a lot of honors. And also I performed in many places. I performed to all the students at school on Children’s Day. I performed on Cixi TV. I performed in the Great Hall of the People in Cixi. I’m proud I can sing beautiful songs.
Singing songs makes me happy, makes me feel confident. And also it makes my school life colourful. Some of my classmates admire me. Under my influence，they began to love songs and learn singing , too. Sometimes we sang and danced happily together.
I hope I can be a singer in the future. I will sing for the patients. To make them forget their pains. I will sing for the old . To make them not feel lonely. I will sing for the children, for the heroes, for the poor, for many many people. I hope my songs will make people feel happy. I hope I can be a famous singer like Song Zuying.
However, I know that I could not succeed without efforts. So I must study hard at school, learn singing skills more and practice more. I believe that I will make my dream come true one day with my own hands.
That all ,Thank you！
篇二：英语演讲稿——My dream
Good afternoon,ladies and gentlemen.Different people have different dreams.What's your dream?Could you tell me your dream?Of course,now it's my tend to share my dream with you.
My dream is to do myself well.Maybe you will say it's so easy that you can do it right away.Really?
When I was young,I lived by a river.At first,the river was very clean.After several years,the river was covered with lots of rabbish.In my eyes,I felt very sad,removing the gabbage from the river.As we all know,we can't do anything without water,and we will die,then the world will end.Why does it occur?That's only because we can't do ourselves well and throw the gabbage everywhere.After that,I dicided to do myself well.
However,when I entered senior high school,I lost myself and forgot my dream.As a student,I was supported to study hard,but I indulged myself in surfing the internet.I hadn't even mentioned my dream before my mom asked me with anger whether I would stick to my dream.I felt very guilty ,and still remembered the look of my mom.I must insist on my dream,never give up.I'm sure I can do myself well.
Once going on the wrong road,you may not do youself well.Now ,would you still think my dream is very easy to come true?
篇三：小学生英语演讲稿——我的梦想
Good afternoon everyone：
My name is Yu Xiao Feng. I’m twelve years old，I’m from Zhongba Primary School.
Everyone has a dream，Now I'll talk about my dream，What is my dream? I often ask myself.
Now I am a young girl with a new dream——to be a doctor. I want to be a famous doctor, helping the sick and saving their lives. Why has my dream changed? Well, at the age of 11 I was ill, badly ill. I had to leave both my school and my friends and go to the hospital. Every day I suffered the troubles caused by this illness.
I also saw some people who were suffering . I made up my mind to become a doctor, so that I can help the sick people and cure them of their diseases.
I want to try my best to help the poor treat an illness. I want to let them have an opportunity to receive excel-lent treatments for their illnesses without having to pay much or any money.
I'll do every bit to cure the incurable. I hope to see a world, where there is no fatal diseases. I'm confident that through the joint efforts of you and me, man will put an end to his bodily sufferings and this dream of mine will one day be brought into reality.
翻译：
大家下午好：
我的名字是俞晓凤。我12岁了，我来自中坝小学。每个人都有一个梦想，现在我将谈论我的梦想，我的梦想是什么？我常常问自己。
现在我是一个年轻的女孩，一个新的梦想——成为一名医生。我想成为一名著名的医生，帮助病人和挽救他们的生命。为什么我的梦想改变了？在11岁的时候我病了，病得很重。我不得不离开我的学校都和我的朋友去医院，我每天都遭受病痛。
我也看到一些人受苦。我下定决心要成为一名医生，这样我可以帮助病人和他们治愈的.疾病。
我想尽力帮助穷人治病。我想让他们有机会接受治疗他们的疾病，而不必支付多少钱。
我做的每一点都是为了治愈不治之症。我希望看到一个没有疾病的世界。我相信，通过我和你们的共同努力，人类将结束他的身体痛苦，我的梦想总有一天会实现。
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