there was once a guy who suffered from cancer, a cancer that can’t becured. he was 18 years old and he could die anytime. all his life, he was stuckin his house being taken cared by his mother. he never went outside but he wassick of staying home and wanted to go out for once. so he asked his mother andshe gave him permission.

he walked down his block and found a lot of stores. he passed a cd storeand looked through the front door for a second as he walked. he stopped and wentback to look into the store. he saw a beautiful girl about his age and he knewit was love at first sight. he opened the door and walked ．1mi.netin, not looking atanything else but her. he walked closer and closer until he was finally at thefront desk where she sat.

she looked up and asked, “can i help you?

she smiled and he thought it was the most beautiful smile he has ever seenbefore and wanted to kiss her right there.

he said, “uh... yeah... umm... i would like to buy a cd.

he picked one out and gave her money for it.

“would you like me to wrap it for you? she asked, smiling her cute smileagain.

he nodded and she went to the back. she came back with the wrapped cd andgave it to him. he took it and walked out of the store.

he went home and from then on, he went to that store every day and bought acd, and she wrapped it for him. he took the cd home and put it in his closet. hewas still too shy to ask her out and he really wanted to but he couldn’t. hismother found out about this and told him to just ask her. so the next day, hetook all his courage and went to the store as usual. he bought a cd like he didevery day and once again she went to the back of the store and came back with itwrapped. he took it and when she wasn’t looking, he left his phone number on thedesk and ran out...

rrrrring!!!

one day the phone rang, and the mother picked it up and said, “hello?

it was the girl!!! the mother started to cry and said, “you don’t know? hepassed away yesterday...

the line was quiet except for the cries of the boy’s mother. later in theday, the mother went into the boy’s room because she wanted to remember him. shethought she would start by looking at his clothes. so she opened the closet.

she was face to face with piles and piles and piles of unopened cds. shewas surprised to find all these cds and she picked one up and sat down on thebed and she started to open one. inside, there was a cd and as she took it outof the wrapper, out fell a piece of paper. the mother picked it up and startedto read it. it said: hi... i think u r really cute. do u wanna go out with me?love, jocelyn.

the mother was deeply moved and opened another cd...

again there was a piece of paper. it said: hi... i think u r really cute.do u wanna go out with me? love, jocelyn.

love is... when you’ve had a huge fight but then decide to put aside youregos, hold hands and say, “i love you.

从前，有一个少年患了癌症，根本无法治愈。他只有18岁，随时都可能死去。他每天都待在家里，由母亲照料着。他从来都没出去过，但在家实在待烦了，想出去走走，母亲也就同意了。

他走在大街上，看到了很多商店，经过一家音像店时，他透过橱窗盯了一会儿。然后他停下来，又折回音像店向里望去。他看到了一个非常美丽的同龄女孩，并对她一见钟情。他打开门，走了进去，眼里始终只有她一个人。他不由自主地走到了柜台前，走到那个女孩坐着的地方。

女孩抬头问道：“你想要点什么？

她微笑着，他觉得这是他一生中看到的最美的笑容，其实这时他最想做的就是吻她。

他结结巴巴地说：“是的，嗯，那个……我想买一张cd。

他随便拿了张cd，连同钱一起递给她。

“想让我把它包起来吗？女孩问，依然带着可爱的笑容。

他点了点头。她回到后面，出来的时候，手里拿着包装好的cd，然后交给了他。他接过cd，离开了商店。

他回家了。从那以后，这个少年每天都到那家音像店去买一张cd。女孩每次都将cd包好交给他，他也总是把cd带回去，放进自己的衣柜里。这个少年很羞涩，不敢约她出去

他真的很想，但却不能。母亲知道后，不断地鼓励他。第二天，他终于鼓起了勇气，像往常一样走进了音像店，买了一张cd，她也像往常一样，到后面去替他包起来。他接过cd，趁她不注意时将自己的电话号码放在柜台上，然后跑了出去……

叮铃铃铃！

有一天，电话铃响了，母亲接起电话：“喂？

是那个女孩打来的！母亲伤心地哭了，她说：“你不知道吗？他昨天死了……

电话线那端沉默了，只能听到母亲的抽泣声。那天晚些时候，母亲来到儿子的房间，她想念儿子了，就想看看他的衣服，于是打开了衣柜。

母亲看到的是衣柜里一大堆包好的cd，这些cd都没有打开过。母亲大吃一惊。她坐在床边，打开了一个包装，从包装盒中拿出cd时，盒里掉出一张小纸条，她拾了起来，上面写道：嗨，你好，我觉得你真的很可爱，愿意和我一起出去吗？乔斯林。

母亲深受感动，她又打开了一个cd盒……

里面仍有一张小纸条，上面都写着同样的话：嗨，你好，我觉得你真的很可爱，愿意和我一起出去吗？乔斯林。

爱是什么？当你作了巨大的思想斗争，最终决定抛开一切束缚时，那就攥紧手，说出“我爱你。

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ted.演讲稿篇2

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ted.演讲稿篇3

there is a wisdom called to let go, there is a kind of learning is called choice, there is a kind of victory is called a successful selection and composition of 500 15 choice and successful composition 500 words article 15. some give up, choose more suitable for their goals, may success closer.

materials thinkers in stork say; "the ability of survival needs more than one! rabbit cannot learn swimming in school make hole, squirrel learn swimming in school to climb trees!" i think this is right. the swimming may really not suitable for a rabbit if give up swimming, choose to make hole maybe it could be a hole experts; pine swim, climb a tree, i believe it will do very well.

ancient find today, up and down five thousand years, nine miles, how many great experience of success is not to give up, to choose process. tao yuanming abandoned him, not for the bureau count, chose seclusion, will become the place in landscape pastoral poet; lin xiangru's abandoned their own self-interest, chose the interests of the country, and become a much-told tale; su wu give up splendor, chose to remain national moral integrity, so he never go down in history; romantic poet li bai gave up at the king's officer, chose the grizzled troubadour, then write a lot of historic tion, became the "god"。

ted.演讲稿篇4

拥抱他人，拥抱自己

embracing otherness. when i first heard this theme, i thought, well,embracing otherness is embracing myself. and the journey to that place ofunderstanding and acceptance has been an interesting one for me, and it's givenme an insight into the whole notion of self, which i think is worth sharing withyou today.

拥抱他类。当我第一次听说这个主题时，我心想，拥抱他类不就是拥抱自己吗。我个人懂得理解和接受他类的经历很有趣，让我对于“自己”这个词也有了新的认识，我想今天在这里和你们分享下我的心得体会。

we each have a self, but i don't think that we're born with one. you knowhow newborn babies believe they're part of everything; they're not separate?well that fundamental sense of oneness is lost on us very quickly. it's likethat initial stage is over -- oneness: infancy, unformed, primitive. it's nolonger valid or real. what is real is separateness, and at some point in earlybabyhood, the idea of self starts to form. our little portion of oneness isgiven a name, is told all kinds of things about itself, and these details,opinions and ideas become facts, which go towards building ourselves, ouridentity. and that self becomes the vehicle for navigating our social world. butthe self is a projection based on other people's projections. is it who wereally are? or who we really want to be, or should be?

我们每个人都有个自我，但并不是生来就如此的。你知道新生的宝宝们觉得他们是任何东西的一部分，而不是分裂的个体。这种本源上的“天人合一”感在我们出生后很快就不见了，就好像我们人生的第一个篇章--和谐统一：婴儿，未成形，原始--结束了。它们似幻似影，而现实的世界是孤独彼此分离的。而在孩童期的某段时间，我们开始形成自我这个观点。宇宙中的小小个体有了自己的名字，有了自己的过去等等各种信息。这些关于自己的细节，看法和观点慢慢变成事实，成为我们身份的一部分。而那个自我，也变成我们人生路上前行的导航仪。然后，这个所谓的自我，是他人自我的映射，还是我们真实的自己呢？我们究竟想成为什么样，应该成为什么样的呢？

so this whole interaction with self and identity was a very difficult onefor me growing up. the self that i attempted to take out into the world wasrejected over and over again. and my panic at not having a self that fit, andthe confusion that came from my self being rejected, created an_iety, shame andhopelessness, which kind of defined me for a long time. but in retrospect, thedestruction of my self was so repetitive that i started to see a pattern. theself changed, got affected, broken, destroyed, but another one would evolve --sometimes stronger, sometimes hateful, sometimes not wanting to be there at self was not constant. and how many times would my self have to die before irealized that it was never alive in the first place?

这个和自我打交道，寻找自己身份的过程在我的成长记忆中一点都不容易。我想成为的那些“自我”不断被否定再否定，而我害怕自己无法融入周遭的环境，因被否定而引起的困惑让我变得更加忧虑，感到羞耻和无望，在很长一段时间就是我存在状态。然而回头看，对自我的解构是那么频繁，以至于我发现了这样一种规律。自我是变化的，受他人影响，分裂或被打败，而另一个自我会产生，这个自我可能更坚强，可能更可憎，有时你也不想变成那样。所谓自我不是固定不变的。而我需要经历多少次自我的破碎重生才会明白其实自我从来没有存在过？

i grew up on the coast of england in the '70s. my dad is white fromcornwall, and my mom is black from zimbabwe. even the idea of us as a family waschallenging to most people. but nature had its wicked way, and brown babies wereborn. but from about the age of five, i was aware that i didn't fit. i was theblack atheist kid in the all-white catholic school run by nuns. i was ananomaly, and my self was rooting around for definition and trying to plug e the self likes to fit, to see itself replicated, to belong. thatconfirms its e_istence and its importance. and it is important. it has ane_tremely important function. without it, we literally can't interface withothers. we can't hatch plans and climb that stairway of popularity, of my skin color wasn't right. my hair wasn't right. my history wasn't self became defined by otherness, which meant that, in that social world, ididn't really e_ist. and i was "other" before being anything else -- even beforebeing a girl. i was a noticeable nobody.

我在70年代英格兰海边长大，我的父亲是康沃尔的白人，母亲是津巴布韦的黑人。而想象我和父母是一家人对于其他人来说总是不太自然。自然有它自己的魔术，棕色皮肤的宝宝诞生了。但从我五岁开始，我就有种感觉我不是这个群体的。我是一个全白人天主教会学校里面黑皮肤无神论小孩。我与他人是不同的，而那个热衷于归属的自我却到处寻找方式寻找归属感。这种认同感让自我感受到存在感和重要性，因此十分重要。这点是如此重要，如果没有自我，我们根本无法与他人沟通。没有它，我们无所适从，无法获取成功或变得受人欢迎。但我的肤色不对，我的头发不对，我的过去不对，我的一切都是另类定义的，在这个社会里，我其实并不真实存在。我首先是个异类，其次才是个女孩。我是可见却毫无意义的人。

another world was opening up around this time: performance and nagging dread of self-hood didn't e_ist when i was dancing. i'd literallylose myself. and i was a really good dancer. i would put all my emotionale_pression into my dancing. i could be in the movement in a way that i wasn'table to be in my real life, in myself.

这时候，另一个世界向我敞开了大门：舞蹈表演。那种关于自我的唠叨恐惧在舞蹈时消失了，我放开四肢，也成为了一位不错的舞者。我将所有的情绪都融入到舞蹈的动作中去，我可以在舞蹈中与自己相溶，尽管在现实生活中却无法做到。

and at 16, i stumbled across another opportunity, and i earned my firstacting role in a film. i can hardly find the words to describe the peace i feltwhen i was acting. my dysfunctional self could actually plug in to another self,not my own, and it felt so good. it was the first time that i e_isted inside afully-functioning self -- one that i controlled, that i steered, that i gavelife to. but the shooting day would end, and i'd return to my gnarly, awkwardself.

16岁的时候，我遇到了另一个机会，第一部参演的电影。我无法用语言来表达在演戏的时候我所感受到的平和，我无处着落的自我可以与那个角色融为一体，而不是我自己。那感觉真棒。这是第一次我感觉到我拥有一个自我，我可以驾驭，令其富有盛名的自我。然而当拍摄结束，我又会回到自己粗糙不明，笨拙的自我。

by 19, i was a fully-fledged movie actor, but still searching fordefinition. i applied to read anthropology at university. dr. phyllis lee gaveme my interview, and she asked me, "how would you define race?" well, i thoughti had the answer to that one, and i said, "skin color." "so biology, genetics?"she said. "because, thandie, that's not accurate. because there's actually moregenetic difference between a black kenyan and a black ugandan than there isbetween a black kenyan and, say, a white norwegian. because we all stem fromafrica. so in africa, there's been more time to create genetic persity." inother words, race has no basis in biological or scientific fact. on the onehand, result. right? on the other hand, my definition of self just lost a hugechunk of its credibility. but what was credible, what is biological andscientific fact, is that we all stem from africa -- in fact, from a woman calledmitochondrial eve who lived 160,000 years ago. and race is an illegitimateconcept which our selves have created based on fear and ignorance.

19岁的时候，我已经是富有经验的专业电影演员，而我还是在寻找自我的定义。我申请了大学的人类学专业。phyllislee博士面试了我，她问我：“你怎么定义种族？”我觉得我很了解这个话题，我说：“肤色。”“那么生物上来说呢，例如遗传基因？”她说，“thandie肤色并不全面，其实一个肯尼亚黑人和乌干达黑人之间基因差异比一个肯尼亚黑人和挪威白人之间差异要更多。因为我们都是从非洲来的，所以在非洲，基因变异演化的时间是最久的。”换句话说，种族在生物学或任何科学上都没有事实根据。另一方面，我对于自我的定义瞬时失去了一大片基础。但那就是生物学事实，我们都是非洲后裔，一位在160 0__年前的伟大女性mitochondrialeve的后人。而种族这个无效的概念是我们基于恐惧和无知自己捏造出来的。

strangely, these revelations didn't cure my low self-esteem, that feelingof otherness. my desire to disappear was still very powerful. i had a degreefrom cambridge; i had a thriving career, but my self was a car crash, and iwound up with bulimia and on a therapist's couch. and of course i did. i stillbelieved my self was all i was. i still valued self-worth above all other worth,and what was there to suggest otherwise? we've created entire value systems anda physical reality to support the worth of self. look at the industry forself-image and the jobs it creates, the revenue it turns over. we'd be right inassuming that the self is an actual living thing. but it's not. it's aprojection which our clever brains create in order to cheat ourselves from thereality of death.

奇怪的是，这个发现并没有治好我的自卑，那种被排挤的感觉。我还是那么强烈地想要离开消失。我从剑桥拿到了学位，我有份充满发展的工作，然而我的自我还是一团糟，我得了催吐病不得不接受治疗师的帮助。我还是相信自我是我的全部。我还是坚信“自我”的价值甚过一切。而且我们身处的世界就是如此，我们的整个价值系统和现实环境都是在服务“自我”的价值。看看不同行业里面对于自我的塑造，看看它们创造的那些工作，产出的那些利润。我们甚至必须相信自我是真实存在的。但它们不是，自我不过是我们聪明的脑袋假想出来骗自己不去思考死亡这个话题的幌子。

but there is something that can give the self ultimate and infiniteconnection -- and that thing is oneness, our essence. the self's struggle forauthenticity and definition will never end unless it's connected to its creator-- to you and to me. and that can happen with awareness -- awareness of thereality of oneness and the projection of self-hood. for a start, we can thinkabout all the times when we do lose ourselves. it happens when i dance, when i'macting. i'm earthed in my essence, and my self is suspended. in those moments,i'm connected to everything -- the ground, the air, the sounds, the energy fromthe audience. all my senses are alert and alive in much the same way as aninfant might feel -- that feeling of oneness.

但其实我们的终极自我其实是我们的本源，合一。挣扎自我是否真实，究竟是什么永远没有终结，除非它和赋予它意义的创造者合一，就是你和我。而这点当我们意识到现实是你中有我，我中有你，和谐统一，而自我是种假象时就会体会到了。我们可以想想，什么时候我们是身心统一的，例如说我跳舞，表演的时候，我和我的本源连结，而我的自我被抛在一边。那时，我和身边的一切--空气，大地，声音，观众的反馈都连结在一起。我的知觉是敏锐和鲜活的，就像初生的婴儿那样，合一。

and when i'm acting a role, i inhabit another self, and i give it life forawhile, because when the self is suspended so is pisiveness and judgment. andi've played everything from a vengeful ghost in the time of slavery to secretaryof state in __. and no matter how other these selves might be, they're allrelated in me. and i honestly believe the key to my success as an actor and myprogress as a person has been the very lack of self that used to make me feel soan_ious and insecure. i always wondered why i could feel others' pain so deeply,why i could recognize the somebody in the nobody. it's because i didn't have aself to get in the way. i thought i lacked substance, and the fact that i couldfeel others' meant that i had nothing of myself to feel. the thing that was asource of shame was actually a source of enlightenment.

当我在演戏的时候，我让另一个自我住在我体内，我代表它行动。当我的自我被抛开，紧随的分歧和主观判断也消失了。我曾经扮演过奴隶时代的复仇鬼魂，也扮演过__年的国务卿。不管他们这些自我是怎样的，他们都在那时与我相连。而我也深信作为演员，我的成功，或是作为个体，我的成长都是源于我缺乏“自我”，那种缺乏曾经让我非常忧虑和不安。我总是不明白为什么我会那么深地感受到他人的痛苦，为什么我可以从不知名的人身上看出他人的印痕。是因为我没有所谓的自我来左右我感受的信息吧。我以为我缺少些什么，我以为我对他人的理解是因为我缺乏自我。那个曾经是我深感羞耻的东西其实是种启示。

and when i realized and really understood that my self is a projection andthat it has a function, a funny thing happened. i stopped giving it so muchauthority. i give it its due. i take it to therapy. i've become very familiarwith its dysfunctional behavior. but i'm not ashamed of my self. in fact, irespect my self and its function. and over time and with practice, i've tried tolive more and more from my essence. and if you can do that, incredible thingshappen.

当我真的理解我的自我不过是种映射，是种工具，一件奇怪的事情发生了。我不再让它过多控制我的生活。我学习管理它，像把它带去看医生一样，我很熟悉那些因自我而失调的举动。我不因自我而羞耻，事实上，我很尊敬我的自我和它的功能。而随着时间过去，我的技术也更加熟练，我可以更多的和我的本源共存。如果你愿意尝试，不可以思议的事情也会发生在你身上。

i was in congo in february, dancing and celebrating with women who'vesurvived the destruction of their selves in literally unthinkable ways --destroyed because other brutalized, psychopathic selves all over that beautifulland are fueling our selves' addiction to ipods, pads, and bling, which furtherdisconnect ourselves from ever feeling their pain, their suffering, their e, hey, if we're all living in ourselves and mistaking it for life, thenwe're devaluing and desensitizing life. and in that disconnected state, yeah, wecan build factory farms with no windows, destroy marine life and use rape as aweapon of war. so here's a note to self: the cracks have started to show in ourconstructed world, and oceans will continue to surge through the cracks, and oiland blood, rivers of it.

今年二月，我在刚果和一群女性一起跳舞和庆祝，她们都是经历过各种无法想象事情“自我”遍体鳞伤的人们，那些备受摧残，心理变态的自我充斥在这片美丽的土地，而我们仍痴迷地追逐着ipod，pad等各种闪亮的东西，将我们与他们的痛苦，死亡隔得更远。如果我们各自生活在自我中，并无以为这就是生活，那么我们是在贬低和远离生命的意义。在这种脱节的状态中，我们是可以建设没有窗户的工厂，破坏海洋生态，将__作为战争的工具。为我们的自我做个解释：这是看似完善的世界里的裂痕，海洋，河流，石油和鲜血正不断地从缝中涌出。

crucially, we haven't been figuring out how to live in oneness with theearth and every other living thing. we've just been insanely trying to figureout how to live with each other -- billions of each other. only we're not livingwith each other; our crazy selves are living with each other and perpetuating anepidemic of disconnection.

关键的是，我们还没有明白如何和自然以及其他所有生物和谐地共处。我们只是疯狂地想和其他人沟通，几十亿其他人。只有当我们不在和世界合一的时候，我们疯狂的自我却互相怜惜，并永远继续这场相互隔绝的疫症。

let's live with each other and take it a breath at a time. if we can getunder that heavy self, light a torch of awareness, and find our essence, ourconnection to the infinite and every other living thing. we knew it from the daywe were born. let's not be freaked out by our bountiful nothingness. it's more areality than the ones our selves have created. imagine what kind of e_istence wecan have if we honor inevitable death of self, appreciate the privilege of lifeand marvel at what comes ne_t. simple awareness is where it begins.

让我们共生共荣，并不要太过激进着急。试着放下沉重的自我，点亮知觉的火把，寻找我们的本源，我们与万事万物之间的联系。我们初生时就懂得这个道理的。不要被我们内心丰富的空白吓到，这比我们虚构的自我要真实。想象如果你能接受自我并不存在，你想要如何生活，感恩生命的可贵和未来的惊奇。简单的觉醒就是开始。

thank you for listening.

(applause) 谢谢。

ted.演讲稿篇5

我爱我的家，我的爸爸妈妈。

我，一个普普通通的孩子，成长在一个普普通通的家庭中。转眼间我十五岁了。十五岁，我带着童年的梦幻和对未来的憧憬，踉踉跄跄的走进了我人生的花季。一路走来，在青春之路上蓦然回首我的心中充满了感动，从呱呱落地到呀呀学语，再到今天这个满带朝气的中学生，最要感谢的就是我的父母，是他们用温暖的大手抚育我长大，他们用心教育着他们的儿子……

我在父母的怀抱中成长，我六岁了。爸爸买来一大堆图画书，书中那奇妙的世界很快吸引了我，我就像钻进书中的小书虫，贪婪的吮吸着知识的美味。匹诺曹、阿童木、聪明的一休、善良的小美人鱼，他们伴着我在童年的梦中成长。

“鹅鹅鹅，曲项向天歌。白毛浮绿水，红掌波清波”我瞪着水汪汪的大眼晴，嘟着小嘴，跟着妈妈读诗句。“窗前明月光，疑是地上霜。举头望明月，低头思故乡。”我操着那不标准的音语，一句一句的跟着妈妈背唐诗。妈妈爱怜的抚摸着我的头，夸奖着我说︰“咱们乐乐真聪明，将来一定能成为一个大诗人。”我真是太高兴了，从此我的心中就埋下了当一个诗人的愿望，幼小的我在妈妈的鼓励下有了平生第一个理想。我要为我的理想而努力!

日子一天天的流逝着，这一年，我七岁。爸爸捏着我的小手，在草稿纸上做数学题，一个个数学数字，像一个个小蝌蚪，钻进我的心里。在爸爸的耐心指导下，不到两天，我就学会了十以内的加减法。我第一次得到了我的战利品，一盒彩色的铅笔。正是爸爸这一盒彩色的铅笔，带给了我彩色的梦——当个数学家。我又为了更多的奖励，为了我的数学家的梦而努力的学习数学。

时间就像我的梦想般，在七彩的童年里不断的前进着，变换着。我在匆匆里悄悄的成长着，那一年，我十岁了，有了爸爸妈妈的鼓励，我在学校里努力的学习，我以一次又一次好成绩感激我的父母。而也是在这一年，我发现爸爸、妈妈变得好苛刻、好无情。

年级高了，作业也多了。晚上，我在小屋里写作业。晚上八点，一贯爱我的妈妈会来给我这个小懒猪铺床。今天，就听见客厅里的电视声，没听见妈妈的脚步声。我带着作业多的压抑生气的跑到客厅，叫妈妈来铺床。那知妈妈一脸正经的站起来告诉我，你已经大了，这种事应该自己做。并告诉我早上的床要自己收拾。我把笔一甩，跑回屋里发愣。但是还是拗不过妈妈，只好草草的收拾了一番，呼呼睡去。

早上我潦草的收拾着床，一向整洁妈妈看见了竟然是什么都没说。早饭过后，我背起书包，等着爸爸来送我，谁知爸爸冲着我安静的说：“以后早上自己去，你已经长大了。”我气愤的摔门而去。路上我看见，欢欢的爸爸载着欢欢快乐的向学校驶去，我实在是忍不住了，委屈的泪水哗的涌了出来……呜呜的我大声的哭了。

以后的几天，他们更是变本加厉，不光是这些，还让我晚上自己出门，自己洗自己的小件衣服，甚至有时早饭自己做。我不只一次的哭泣，不止一次的哭，为什么一向爱我如至宝的爸一天晚上大雨倾盆，雷电交加。老天隆隆的表达着他的愤懑。我咳咳的咳嗽个不停，浑身忽冷忽热的。妈妈拿来体温计，示数38.6°我发烧了!爸爸起身来给我找来他的大衣披在我身上，妈妈翻箱倒柜的找着一切可以吃的药，端来一杯水，让我服下。抬眼间，我看见妈妈乌黑的发间竟有了几条银丝，我无语。我错了……

爸爸妈妈是为了让我懂得独立，让我知道自强，锻炼我自强不息的能力，而我却……我越想就越后悔，“妈，我…”“好了。别说了我都知道了，快睡吧!”

我在妈妈的怀抱里，幸福的入睡了。

我在一天天的悄悄的长大，爸爸妈妈也在一点一点的变老。青春路上，有自立自强相伴，我的日子不再孤独。是爸爸妈妈用他们的心教育着我，教会了我知识、品格、和做人的道理。

我见证了爸爸妈妈教育的观点的改变，我因这个改变变得更加自信，我感谢我的父母，感谢他们的教育，感谢他们对我无微不至的爱，有了我慈爱的父母双亲，我相信我的未来将会更加精彩，我的人生将会更加辉煌!

ted.演讲稿篇6

good afternoon everyone:

my name is yu xiao feng. i’m twelve years old，i’m from zhongba primaryschool.

everyone has a dream，now i'll talk about my dream，what is my dream? i oftenask myself.

now i am a young girl with a new dream——to be a doctor. i want to be afamous doctor, helping the sick and saving their lives. why has my dreamchanged? well, at the age of 11 i was ill, badly ill. i had to leave both myschool and my friends and go to the hospital. every day i suffered the troublescaused by this illness.

i also saw some people who were suffering . i made up my mind to become adoctor, 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 themhave an opportunity to receive excel-lent treatments for their illnesses withouthaving to pay much or any money.

i'll do every bit to cure the incurable. i hope to see a world, where thereis no fatal diseases. i'm confident that through the joint efforts of you andme, man will put an end to his bodily sufferings and this dream of mine will oneday be brought into reality.

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。

ted.演讲稿篇7

the problem with these stories is that they show what the data shows: women systematically underestimate their own if you test men and women, and you ask them questions on totally objective criteria like gpas, men get it wrong slightly high, and women get it wrong slightly women do not negotiate for themselves in the a study in the last two years of people entering the workforce out of college showed that 57 percent of boys entering, or men, i guess, are negotiating their first salary, and only seven percent of and most importantly, men attribute their success to themselves, and women attribute it to other external if you ask men why they did a good job,they'll say, "i'm why are you even asking?" if you ask women why they did a good job, what they'll say is someone helped them, they got lucky, they worked really

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