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Author: Martin Luther King

Today, I am very happy to join you in the largest free demonstration and assembly in the history of our country.

100 years ago, a great American signed the Emancipation Declaration, and today we stand under his symbolic figure. The promulgation of this important law, like a huge lighthouse, brought hope to millions of slaves burnt in the flames of injustice, just like the happy dawn that ended the long night of imprisonment.

However, after 100 years, blacks are still not free. 100 years later, blacks are still tragically hobbled under the shackles of apartheid and racial discrimination. 100 years later, black people still live on an island of poverty in the sea of Wang Yang, where material prosperity exists. 100 years later, blacks are still languishing in the corner of American society and still feel that they are drifting in their native land. Therefore, we are here today to make this appalling situation public.

In a sense, we came to the national capital to cash a check. When the founders of our country drafted the glorious chapter of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they signed a promissory note that every American could inherit. This promissory note promises everyone, whether white or black, the inalienable right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

Today, however, the United States obviously owes its colored citizens this promissory note. Instead of honoring this sacred debt, the United States began to give black people a bad check-a check that was returned with the seal of "insufficient funds". However, we never believe that a just bank will go bankrupt. We never thought that this country's huge treasure trove of opportunities would be underfunded.

Then, let's cash this check. This check will give us precious freedom and justice.

We have also come to this holy place to remind the United States that this is an extremely urgent moment. Now is not the time to take your time or take gradualist sedatives. Now is the time to realize the promise of democracy. It's time for out of the dark's desolate apartheid valley to embark on a racial equality sunshine avenue. It is time for our country to walk out of the quicksand of racial inequality and step on the rock full of brotherhood. Now is the time for all God's children to truly enjoy justice.

Ignoring the urgency of this moment will be fatal to this country. Until the autumn of freedom and equality comes, the heat of black reasonable grievances will not pass. 1963 is not the end, but the beginning.

If this country continues to go its own way, those who want black people to be satisfied just by venting their anger will be disappointed. There will be neither peace nor tranquility in the United States until the black people obtain civil rights. The whirlwind of resistance will continue to shake the cornerstone of our country until the glorious day of justice comes.

However, I have something to say to those who stand on the dangerous threshold leading to the hall of justice. In the process of striving for legal status, there must be no wrong actions that lead to crimes. We must never swallow the bitter wine of hatred to relieve our desire for freedom.

We should always fight properly and strictly. We can't let our creative protests turn into violence. We should constantly sublimate to the lofty realm of dealing with physical strength with soul strength.

The new miraculous fighting spirit sweeping across the black society should not lead us to distrust all white people-because many white brothers have realized that their destiny is closely related to ours and their freedom is closely related to ours. Their coming here to attend the rally today is proof of this.

We can't act alone. When we act, we must make sure to go forward bravely. We cannot retreat. Enthusiasts of the civil rights movement were asked, "When will you be satisfied?" We will never be satisfied as long as black people are still victims of unspeakable police brutality and terror. We will never be satisfied as long as we are shut out of motels and city hotels beside the highway after a tiring journey. As long as the basic activities of black people are confined to a narrow black residential area to a larger black residential area, we will never be satisfied. As long as our children are deprived of their personality and dignity by the "white only" sign, we will never be satisfied. As long as the blacks in Mississippi can't participate in the election, and as long as the blacks in new york think that they have nothing to do with the election, we will never be satisfied. No, no, we won't be satisfied until justice flows like water and gushes out like a spring.

It's not that I haven't noticed that some of you have gone through a lot of hardships to come here. Some of you just walked out of your cell. Some people come from areas where the pursuit of freedom has been hit by persecution storms and ravaged by police brutality. You've been through a lot. Keep working hard and believe that innocent suffering will eventually be saved.

Go back to Mississippi; Back to Alabama; Back to South Carolina; Go back to Georgia; Back to Louisiana; Back to the slums and black communities of our northern cities. You know, this situation can and will change. We cannot fall into the abyss of despair.

My friends, today I want to tell you that despite the difficulties at present, I still have a dream. This dream is deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day, this country will rise up and realize the true meaning of its founding creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hill in Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together and share brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day, even Mississippi, a desert state with a heat wave of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that one day, my four little daughters will live in a country where they will be judged not by their skin color but by their character.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day, Alabama will change-although the governor of Alabama still talks about challenging and refusing to enforce federal laws-where black children can join hands with white children like brothers and sisters.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day, the deep valleys will be closed, the mountains will be leveled, the roads will be smooth, the winding paths will become thoroughfares, the glory of God will reappear, and all living things in the world will be admired.

This is our hope. This is the belief that I will bring back to the south. With this belief, we can mine the stone of hope from the mountain of despair. With this belief, we can turn the noisy and harsh quarrel in this country into a musical symphony full of brotherhood. With this belief, we can work together, pray together, fight together, go to jail together, and safeguard freedom together, because we know that we will be free one day.

On this day, all children of God can sing this song with a new meaning:

My motherland, lovely king of thailand, I am song for you. This is the place where my ancestors died, which is the pride of early immigrants. Let freedom ring from every mountainside.

If America is to be a great country, this must be realized. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire!

Let freedom ring from the mountains of new york!

Let freedom ring from Allegheny Peak in Pennsylvania!

Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Loki Mountains of Colorado!

Let freedom ring from the beautiful peaks of California!

No, not only that; Let freedom ring from stone mountain of Georgia!

Let freedom ring from lookout mountain in Tennessee!

Let freedom ring from every mountainside of Mississippi!

Let freedom ring from every hillside!

When we let freedom ring, when we let freedom ring from every village and town, we can speed up this day. At that time, all the children of God, black and white, Jew and gentile, Jesus and Catholic, will be able to join hands and sing the old song of black soul: "Free at last! Free at last! Thanks to Almighty God, we are finally free! "

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Martin Luther King (A.D. 1929— 1968), an American black lawyer, was a famous black civil rights leader. He was arrested three times and assassinated three times in his life, and 1964 won the Nobel Peace Prize. 1968 was shot by a racist. He is regarded as one of the eight most persuasive speakers in the past hundred years. 1963, he led 250,000 people to March in Washington to fight for freedom, equality and employment for blacks. Martin Luther King made this famous speech at the rally.

One hundred years ago, a great American signed the Emancipation Declaration, and now we are standing under his symbolic figure. This law of great significance is like a huge beacon, bringing hope to millions of black slaves who have suffered in the flames of injustice. It is like a happy dawn, ending the long night of slavery. 100 years later, the life of blacks is still tortured by the shackles of apartheid and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, black people live on an island of poverty in the sea of Wang Yang, where the material is prosperous. One hundred years later, black people are still suffering in the corner of American society and find themselves in exile in their own land. In a sense, we came to the national capital to cash a check. When the founders of our Republic wrote the glorious chapters of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they signed a promissory note to which every American has the right to inherit. This promissory note promises that all people will begin to enjoy inalienable rights to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. It is obvious today that as far as its citizens of color are concerned, the United States has not cashed this promissory note. We refuse to believe that there is enough money in this country's huge treasure trove of opportunities. So let's cash this check-this check will give us the wealth of freedom and the guarantee of justice when we demand it. We have come to this sacred place to remind Americans of the urgency now. Now is not the time to enjoy calmness or take progressive sedatives. It is time to rise from the valley of darkness and despair of apartheid to the sunny road of racial justice. It's time to open the door of opportunity for all God's children. It's time to lift our country from the quicksand of racial injustice to the solid rock of the brotherhood. Ignoring the urgency of this moment and underestimating the determination of black people will be fatal to the country. This sultry summer of black people's legal dissatisfaction will not pass until there is an exciting autumn of freedom and equality. 1963 is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that black people need to vent and will be satisfied now will suddenly wake up if the country returns to business as usual. There will be neither peace nor peace in the United States until the black people are granted civil rights. The whirlwind of resistance will continue to shake the foundation of our country until the glorious day of justice comes. However, for the people standing on the warm threshold leading to the hall of justice, I have something to say. In the process of striving for our due position, we can't feel guilty about our wrong behavior. Let's not try to satisfy our desire for freedom by drinking the cup of pain and hatred. We must always carry out our struggle at the height of integrity and discipline. We can't let our creative protests degenerate into violence. We must rise again and again to the lofty realm of fighting against physical strength with soul strength. The incredible new fighting spirit sweeping across the black community should not lead us to distrust all white people, because many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their attendance today, have realized that their fate is closely related to ours, and their freedom is inseparable from ours. We can't go alone. When we move forward, we must make sure to go forward bravely. We can't turn back. Some people ask civil rights defenders, "When will you be satisfied?" We will never be satisfied as long as our bodies, exhausted by the fatigue of the journey, can't find accommodation in motels beside highways and hotels in cities. As long as the basic mobility of blacks is from a smaller ghetto to a larger ghetto, we will not be satisfied. As long as a black man in Mississippi can't vote and a black man in new york thinks he has nothing to vote, we will never be satisfied. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like water and justice rolls in like a torrent. I haven't forgotten that some of you came out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have just come out of narrow cells. Some of you come from areas that have been battered by persecution storms and ravaged by police brutality in pursuit of freedom. You have always been the eternity of creative pain. Back to Mississippi, back to Alabama, back to Georgia, back to Louisiana, back to the slums and ethnic minority areas of our northern cities, you know this situation can and will change. My friends, today I want to tell you that I still have a dream despite the difficulties and setbacks at present. I have a dream that one day this country will rise up and realize the true meaning of its founding creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: 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 and share brotherhood. I have a dream that one day, even in the hot, unjust and oppressive desert state of Mississippi, my four children will live in a country where they will be judged not by the color of their skin but by their character. I have a dream today. I have a dream that one day, the governor of Alabama is full of disapproval and negation. I have a dream today. I have a dream that one day, every valley will be raised, every hill and mountain will be lowered, rugged places will be leveled, crooked places will be straightened, the glory of God will be displayed and all people will see it. This is our hope. This is my belief in returning to the south. With this belief, we will be able to mine a stone of hope from the mountain of despair. With this belief, we will be able to turn the harsh dissonance of our country into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this belief, we will be able to work together, pray together, struggle together, go to jail together and defend freedom together, because we know that one day we will be free. On that day, all God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning: "My motherland, the lovely land of freedom, I am song for you. The land where my father died and the land where pilgrims are proud, let freedom ring from every hill and hill. "If the United States is to become a great country, this must become a reality. Let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the prodigious peaks of New York State. Let freedom ring from Allegheny Peak in Pennsylvania! Let freedom ring from the snow-covered Rockies in Colorado! Let freedom ring from the mountain peaks of California! But not only that; Let freedom ring from the rocky mountains of Georgia! Let freedom ring from lookout mountain in Tennessee! Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi When we let freedom ring from every village, every state and every city, we will be able to speed up the arrival of this day. At that time, all the children of God, black and white, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing the old black soul song: "Freedom at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last! "