Students give speeches on the stage of life.

Five student speeches on the stage of life

Although the stage is small, there are many kinds of life, with gains and losses and mixed fame and fortune. This is a collision of strategies and a confrontation of wisdom. Life is like chess. I hope we can take every step. The following are five student speeches on the stage of life that I have compiled for you. I hope it helps you. Welcome to read and learn!

Student Speech on the Stage of Life 1 Dear teachers and students,

Hello everyone!

Stage, let the heart bloom.

Mottled doors and windows, the paint is dry and weak, the fragments are broken and scattered, leaving a vicissitudes of life full of scars. The holes and cracks in the worn glass also reveal the old traces of time. Two old incandescent lamps hung alone in the air as if waiting for something. The tables and chairs are neat, as if the orderly arrangement is the only thing they can do, because they have lost their luster and edges and corners, and have long been worn black and blue by time. On one side of the blackboard, dazzling cracks are deeply embedded, dividing the cracks of time and glowing with gloomy luster.

A simple classroom, even the podium is just a desk, but this is where grandpa worked for more than forty years.

My grandfather in my impression is kind, elegant and kind. There is always a charming smile on that face, reflecting the vicissitudes of life. Two graceful arcs, slightly raised cheekbones and smoky yellow teeth are the most beautiful frames on this thin face.

This is also a permanent freeze.

Rural teacher, a beautiful name. Hehe, it belongs to grandpa. I will remember him, it and them in my childhood memory.

Grandpa always rides a stupid old black bicycle in the early morning, leaving with a string of bells, and will turn around and wave in my childish cry, showing a happy and gratified smile. The muddy road in the country and his figure gradually extended into the distance. Smoke curled up from the kitchen stove, misty, and the figure was reluctant to go, carrying hope, and he left.

At night, his smile is still happy under the light.

I still remember that one rainy afternoon, the sky was full of gloom, and a haggard girl dragged her tired body in the rain and told her grandfather that she was going to drop out of school. Grandpa looked at her, smiled and took some crumpled money out of his pocket and stuffed it into her hand, telling her to be strong. At that time, his smiling figure was stretched by the rain, his figure was tall and straight, and his smile was full of satisfaction and relief.

I have seen his classroom, too. Although quiet, his smile is always the warmest temperature in the classroom, warming the hearts of children. I looked at him with hope in my eyes. That smile, brightly.

When I stood at the door of the ward with flowers, I saw a tortured old man surrounded by several young people, who were grandpa's students. Everyone's eyes are full of love and regret, and the eyes of female students are also full of tears. Grandpa smiled indifferently: "It's okay, it's okay, it will be fine." Grandpa's eyes are full of comfort and self-sufficiency, and everything melts in his sudden smile.

Now, looking at grandpa in the photo, he is still smiling. In this way, he taught and laughed all his life.

The dance broke up and the stage was empty.

They are his favorite audience.

The stage is still there, because he is still smiling.

Students give speeches on the stage of life. 2 Dear teachers and dear students,

Hello everyone!

"I want to fly to the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun, and the world is waiting for me to change. The dream I want to dream is never afraid of being seen by others, but I can realize it here ... "The song has been ringing in my ears for a long time, lingering in my heart and rippling in my heart.

Life is like a colorful stage, and you are the protagonist. Deducing the bloom of vitality and youth, no one can replace it. Some people are radiant, while others are shivering under the stage; Some people are encouraged by flowers and applause, while others are always so silent and even forgotten. This, for no reason, is just a performance!

In fact, everyone is the darling of God. From the moment we landed, it was destined that you would have your own color, a unique color. Why not show it, but bury it? ...

I still remember the door that just entered the calligraphy room, full of novelty. I have long heard that the children here are very good, so I am afraid. Immediately, I found my classmate. Those students said to me, "You should sign up for the teacher first, and then the teacher will give you the appropriate copybook." I came to the teacher, and I said to the teacher, "Teacher, I am the new Luo Yuqiu." The teacher said, "Have you ever studied calligraphy?" I said, "No", and then the teacher brought me a copybook. I asked the teacher, "What font is this?" The teacher said, "This is a seal script." After the teacher finished speaking, I went back to my seat. I write very carefully, one by one. When I finished writing, a voice came from behind me: "Good writing, keep working hard." The sound gave me a fright. I turned around and saw that it was the teacher. On the first day I came to the calligraphy class, I felt that expressing myself was neither vanity nor ostentation. This feeling is very good. Since then, I have studied calligraphy very seriously.

Expressing yourself is not vanity or affectation; It's just a way to constantly motivate myself to make progress, a way for me. In the vast society, only dare to express, be good at expressing, can we succeed.

Students give speeches on the stage of life 3 Dear teachers and dear students,

Hello everyone!

The dance that accompanied me to grow up came into my life when I just learned to speak fluently. It seems to be integrated with me and become part of my soul. Without it, I will feel empty and uncomfortable.

I am four and a half years old, seemingly immature, but I spend every day in the pain of dance training. I cry every day because of the cross fork, the vertical fork and the hanging pole. Gradually I got used to it, which has long been commonplace. Whenever I see other children playing outside, I envy them and secretly ask myself; Why does my mother let me practice at home instead of playing? I remember once the school held a large-scale activity to perform in Hong Kong-Jasmine. In the middle of a big stage, strong lights hit my face, and I suddenly felt warm. Slowly, I feel less afraid. I muttered, "relax, relax, you can do it!" " I danced like this, as if I were a cotton candy, slowly melting into the music … I succeeded, and I am glad that we won the first prize. I overcame myself and no longer felt pain because I practiced dancing.

Later, my level became higher and higher, and my belief in dance became higher and higher. From 1 grade to grade 8, I won more than ten awards. It is this recognition that inspires me to move forward, gives me the motivation to learn dance, and more and more honors come to me. I suddenly thanked myself for my efforts and for my persistence. I remember saying to myself, "One should have something he likes to do and work hard for his dreams!" " "And my dream is to stand on the stage and dance for everyone and dance my own life.

Students' speeches on the stage of life 4. Dear teachers and students,

Hello everyone!

I never seemed to have a stage before that voice sounded.

The news of the English speech contest spread all over the grade like the wind, and all the students were eager to use this stage to show themselves. As for me, I am unhappy because I failed in the mid-term exam.

The day before the game, I propped my head up and looked out of the window, thinking: Will I go to that thing called the stage tomorrow? Some are excited, some are nervous, some are confused ... Close my eyes, I have been baptized by the sun, and the fresh taste makes me smile gently.

Sairi, the conference room on the second floor of the teaching building. The teacher sat in the front row, and there were several striking typewriter words on the projection screen: junior high school English speech contest. As soon as I stepped into this spacious classroom, I was greeted by a voice: "Son, you are here, you are here, you are here, you are here ..." I was surprised by a voice from somewhere: "Who are you?" "It doesn't matter. Come here, son. Relax. " The warm voice came again, not loud, but shaking my heart. When I tried to speak again, everything around me changed. I was the next to play, and the English teacher always gave me encouraging eyes in front.

It was my turn. I quickly got on the stage and adjusted the position of the microphone slightly uneasily. I closed my eyes and bent down to say hello to all the teachers. At this time, my heart is beating so hard that I have difficulty breathing. The voice came again: "Don't be nervous, you can do it." Hearing this, there seems to be a magical power to calm me down. So, I looked at all the teachers and classmates. I show deep affection, and the flowing voice seems to blend rhythmically and interpret a beautiful dream. The powerful voice pushed my speech to a climax.

I bow again. I smiled because I had my own stage, a stage full of dawn. Whether I succeed or fail, I always make money from this speech. I saw it: my stage is full of vitality, an indomitable youthful vitality of "rushing like an arrow, rushing like fierce wave".

"Son, you are great." The voice came. I looked ahead and my English teacher was smiling at me deeply. ...

My stage, it feels so good! Sweeping away the loss and frustration of failure, I walked to the door with the award. I closed my eyes again and murmured, "That voice, thank you."

The road of life, just wait for me to strut forward!

Students' speeches on the stage of life 5 Dear teachers, dear students,

Hello everyone!

"Play a beautiful front axle, and then set the prescribed posture, good, good! Just stick to it for a while and it will start soon! "

With the meticulous care and encouragement of my dance teacher, a little girl bent her legs in front, held back the pain in her chin, posed and waited for the actor behind her to take the stage.

When she first appeared in front of the audience, when she first heard everyone applaud her beautiful posture, her heart was extremely excited. With all kinds of joy and excitement, she successfully completed a wonderful performance on the stage for the first time ... Yes! This little girl is me!

I clearly remember that since then, I not only like singing, but also like dancing. I began to love performing and showing my talents. God seems to know what I want. Many times it gave me the "gift" I wanted, but I passed it by.

I still remember clearly that when I was a child, my mother saw in the newspaper that a TV column group was recruiting young actors. My mother knew my hobby and told me the news at once. I was really happy to know that there was such an opportunity, but I was still very young at that time and missed my mother very much, so I didn't sign up at last. In retrospect, I really regret it. After all, that's what I love. But this is not the only chance. God always associates "gifts" with music. When I grow up, I have a piano teacher and a ballet teacher. When I stood out from the crowd, my heart was full of surprises. But for the piano, my family can't afford it, and because of my father's opposition, I missed the art again. ...

But there is one thing that makes me feel very satisfied, that is, the school's annual art festival, and the primary school has not missed a performance for three years. Whenever I stand on the stage beautifully, my heart is full of excitement and I feel that the whole stage belongs to my world at this moment.

Yes, this stage is really small, but it is really the place where I realize my dream. But I firmly believe that without a strong will, there is no motivation to step onto the stage; Without a solid foundation, it is difficult to step on; Without strong strength, we can't go far! It is said that life is a stage, but I need more than this stage. I also want to have a stage on the stage. I know I have a pair of invisible wings, which will take me to fly bravely, make the lights flash, make the applause loud, and make my life beautiful!