英语演讲稿： mother’s love

第一篇：英语演讲稿： mother’s love

My dear friends,Do you know what is the most precious and everlasting thing in the world? Money? You may lose everything you have if you don't use money careful enough.Youth?In one's long life youth is like a flash in the pan and no one in the world has the secret to keep his youth forever.Beautiful look? Many people pray that they can get hold of beauty, but it disappears far more quickly than they can imagine.And when they are in real trouble beauty itself feels helpless.A good job? As you grow older and your brain and hands can't work as fast as before.It will become other people's wealth.Then what is the most precious and everlasting thing in the world?

When you are far away from your family and feel especially lonely, who will you think of? When you stand on the crossroad in your life and don't know which way to choose, who will you think of? When you encounter greater difficulties than ever and need other's encouragement, who will you think of? When you decide to make the greatest decision in your favorite course, which shed cheerful tears when see you get achievements? Whose wholehearted blessing will be always with you no matter how far you will go?

Yes, its mother who you will always think of and it's mother's love that will be always be with you.I once heard a moving story about a mother.Two children were drawn into the flood and the situation was very dangerous.Their mother jumped into the water without hesitation.But the mother couldn't swim at all.Jumping into the water means she might lose her life.But at that time she had no time to think about herself.She just wanted to try all means to save her children.Maybe her courage touched the God.The miracle happened.She finally succeeded in saving her both children.And she, of course, felt extremely exhausted.My friends, mother’s love is the greatest love.Mother’s love is the safest love.No matter you are happy or depressed, rich or poor, mother’s love will always stay with you.

第二篇：英语演讲稿3分钟 Mother and child

那是1961年的圣诞节。我在俄亥俄州的一个小镇上教小学三年级。班上27个孩子都在积极参加“礼物赠送日”的活动。

a tree covered with tinsel and gaudy paper chains graced one corner.in another rested a manger scene produced from cardboard and poster paints by chubby, and sometimes grubby, hands.someone had brought a doll and placed it on the straw in the cardboard box that served as the manger.it didn't matter that you could pull a string and hear the blue-eyed, golden-haired dolly say, “my name is susie.” “but jesus was a boy baby!” one of the boys proclaimed.nonetheless, susie stayed.教室的一角被一棵树装点得熠熠生辉，树上缀满了金银丝帛和华丽的彩纸。教室的另一角是一个涂着海报油彩由纸板制成的马槽，这出自孩子们那胖乎乎、脏兮兮的小手。有人带来了一个娃娃，把它放在纸板槽里的稻草上(假装小耶稣)。只要拉拉它身上的一条细绳，这个蓝眼睛、金发的娃娃就会说道，“我叫苏西”，不过这都没有关系。一个男孩提出：“耶稣可是个小男孩呀!”不过苏西还是留了下来。

each day the children produced some new wonder--strings of popcorn, hand-made trinkets, and german bells made from wallpaper samples, which we hung from the ceiling.through it all she remained aloof, watching from afar, seemingly miles away.i wondered what would happen to this quiet child, once so happy, now so suddenly withdrawn.i hoped the festivities would appeal to her.but nothing did.we made cards and gifts for mothers and dads, for sisters and brothers, for grandparents, and for each other.at home the students made the popular fried marbles and vied with one another to bring in the prettiest ones.“ you put them in a hot frying pan, teacher.and you let them get real hot, and then you watch what happens inside.but you don't fry them too long or they break.”so, as my gift to them, i made each of my students a little pouch for carrying their fried marbles.and i knew they had each made something for me: bookmarks carefully cut, colored, and sometimes pasted together;cards and special drawings;liquid embroidery doilies, hand-fringed, of course.每天孩子们都会做点儿新玩意--爆米花串成的细链子、手工做的小装饰品和墙纸样做的德国式风铃，我们把这些风铃挂在了天花板上。但自始至终，她都是孤零零地远远观望，仿佛是隔了一道几里长的障碍。我猜想着这个沉默的孩子发生了什么事，原来那个快乐的孩子怎么突然变得沉默寡言起来。我希望节日的活动能吸引她，可还是无济于事。我们制作了许多卡片和礼物，准备把它们送给爸爸妈妈、兄弟姐妹、祖父母和身边的同学。学生们在家里做了当时很流行“油炸“玻璃弹子，并且相互比着，要把最好看的拿来。”老师，把玻璃弹子放在热油锅里，让它们烧热，然后看看里面的变化。但不要炸得时间过长否则会破裂。“所以，我给每个学生做了一个装”油炸弹子“的小袋作为礼物送给他们。我知道他们每个人也都为我做了礼物：仔细剪裁、着色，或已粘集成串的书签;贺卡和特别绘制的图片;透明的镶边碗碟垫布，当然是手工编制的流苏。

the day of gift-giving finally came.we oohed and aahed over our handiwork as the presents were exchanged.through it all, she sat quietly watching.i had made a special pouch for her, red and green with white lace.i wanted very much to see her smile.she opened the package so slowly and carefully.i waited but she turned away.i had not penetrated the wall of isolation she had built around herself.赠送礼物的那天终于到了。在交换礼物时我们为对方亲手做的小礼品不停地欢呼叫好。而整个过程，她只是安静地坐在那儿看着。我为她做的小袋很特别，红绿相间还镶着白边。我非常想看到她笑一笑。她打开包装，动作又慢又小心。我等待着，但是她却转过了身。我还是没能穿过她在自己周围树起的高墙，这堵墙将她与大家隔离了开来。

after school the children left in little groups, chattering about the great day yet to come when long-hoped-for two-wheelers and bright sleds would appear beside their trees at home.she lingered, watching them bundle up and go out the door.i sat down in a child-sized chair to catch my breath, hardly aware of what was happening, when she came to me with outstretched hands, bearing a small white box, unwrapped and slightly soiled, as though it had been held many times by unwashed, childish hands.she said nothing.”for me?“ i asked with a weak smile.she said not a word, but nodded her head.i took the box and gingerly opened it.there inside, glistening green, a fried marble hung from a golden chain.then i looked into that elderly eight-year-old face and saw the question in her dark brown eyes.in a flash i knew--she had made it for her mother, a mother she would never see again, a mother who would never hold her or brush her hair or share a funny story, a mother who would never again hear her childish joys or sorrows.a mother who had taken her own life just three weeks before.放学后，学生们三三俩俩地离开了，边走边说着即将到来的圣诞节：家中的圣诞树旁将发现自己心系已久的自行车和崭新发亮的雪橇。她慢慢地走在后面，看着大家拥挤着走出门外。我坐在孩子们的小椅子上稍稍松了口气，对要发生的事没有一点准备。这时她向我走来，双手拿着一个白色的盒子向我伸过来。盒子没有打包装，稍有些脏。好像是被孩子未洗过的小手摸过了好多遍。她没有说话。”给我的吗?“我微微一笑。她没出声，只是点点头。我接过盒子，非常小心地打开它。盒子里面有一条金色的链子，上面坠着一块闪闪发光的“油炸”玻璃弹子。然后我看着她的脸，虽只有8岁，可却是成人的表情。在她深棕色的眼睛里我找到了问题的答案。我在一瞬间明白过来--这是她为妈妈做的项链。

i held out the chain.she took it in both her hands, reached forward, and secured the simple clasp at the back of my neck.she stepped back then as if to see that all was well.i looked down at the shiny piece of glass and the tarnished golden chain, then back at the giver.i meant it when i whispered,“ oh, maria, it is so beautiful.she would have loved it.”neither of us could stop the tears.she stumbled into my arms and we wept together.and for that brief moment i became her mother, for she had given me the greatest gift of all: herself.我拿起那条链子。她用双手接过它，向前探了探身，在我的脖子后把简易的项链钩系好。然后她向后退了几步，好像在看看是否合适。我低下头看着闪闪发亮的玻璃珠和已失去光泽的金色链子，然后抬起头望着她。我很认真地轻声说道：“哦，玛丽亚，这链子真漂亮。你妈妈一定会喜欢的。"我们已无法抑制住泪水。她踉踉跄跄地扑进我的怀里，我们都哭了。在那短暂的一刻我成了她的妈妈，而她送给了我一份最珍贵的礼物：她的信任和爱。

第三篇：英语演讲稿3分钟：The Good Mother in the World

When we are very small, most of us have heard the song about the praise of the mother, we have been told that mother is the best people in the world.Indeed, our mothers are the persons who give birth to us, who will never abandon us whatever happens upon us.Sometimes we will argue with our mothers, because we think she doesn’t understand us, but after a little while, we always regret for the argument.Actually, she knows her babies, she just cares too much that she doesn’t expect that it will hurt her babies.As kids, we should understand our mothers, too, it is our duty to take care of her, when we are young, mothers take care our us, when they are old, it is our turn to take care of her.It is love that makes the world beautiful, let’s show our love to mothers.当我们很小的时候，大部分人都听过一首赞赏妈妈的歌，歌中传达的是妈妈是世界上最好的人。确实，我们的妈妈是生我们的人，一个无论我们发生什么事，永远都不会抛弃我们的人。有时候我们会和妈妈争吵，因为我们觉得她不理解我们，但是过后我们总是后悔。实际上，她了解她的宝贝，只是没发现过度的关系会带来伤害。作为孩子，我们也应该理解妈妈，我们有责任照顾她，当我们小的时候，妈妈照顾我们，当她们老了，轮到我们照顾她。爱让世界更美好，让我们对妈妈表达爱吧。

第四篇：小学生英语演讲稿:my dear mother

Hello!My name is Zeng Liyan.Look!It’s a picture of myself.Don’t you think I’m very confident(自信的)?

OK!Let me get down to business(言归正传).Today I want to say something about my dear mother.My mother is a beautiful woman.Her hair is very long.Her eyes are not big and not small.She usually wears a white sweater and a pair of black trousers.My mother likes noodles and vegetables.She likes fish, too.My mother is a worker.She often wins praises for(因……赢得称赞)her hard work.This is my dear mother.I love her very much.

第五篇：赞颂母爱的英语演讲稿Mother love

赞颂母爱的英语演讲稿Mother's Love

My dear friends, Do you know what is the most precious and everlasting thing in the world? Money? You may lose everything you have if you don't use money careful enough.Youth?In one's long life youth is like a flash in the pan and no one in the world has the secret to keep his youth forever.Beautiful look? Many people pray that they can get hold of beauty, but it disappears far more quickly than they can imagine.And when they are in real trouble beauty itself feels helpless.A good job? As you grow older and your brain and hands can't work as fast as before.It will become other people's wealth.Then what is the most precious and everlasting thing in the world?

When you are far away from your family and feel especially lonely, who will you think of? When you stand on the crossroad in your life and don't know which way to choose, who will you think of? When you encounter greater difficulties than ever and need other's encouragement, who will you think of? When you decide to make the greatest decision in your favorite course, which shed cheerful tears when see you get achievements? Whose wholehearted blessing will be always with you no matter how far you will go? Yes, its mother who you will always think of and it's mother's love that will be always be with you.I once heard a moving story about a mother.Two children were drawn into the flood and the situation was very dangerous.Their mother jumped into the water without hesitation.But the mother couldn't swim at all.Jumping into the water means she might lose her life.But at that time she had no time to think about herself.She just wanted to try all means to save her children.Maybe her courage touched the God.The miracle happened.She finally succeeded in saving her both children.And she, of course, felt extremely exhausted.My friends, mother’s love is the greatest love.Mother’s love is the safest love.No matter you are happy or depressed, rich or poor, mother’s love will always stay with you.母

爱 亲爱的朋友：

你知道什么是世界上最珍贵、最永恒的事物吗？金钱？不！不是！因为即使你腰缠万贯，但如果挥霍无度的话，你也会有不名一文的时候。青春？也不是！在人漫长的一生中，青春如昙花一现，稍纵即逝，世界上谁也没有永葆青春的秘诀。也许你会说美貌，我觉得也不是。尽管很多人都希望美丽常在，可是往往不如人意，况且我们一旦陷入困境时，即使拥有美貌，那也无能为力。那么，一个好的工作应该是了吧？但是，朋友，你应意识到，随着年龄的逐渐增大，我们一天天在衰老，思维呢，不如以前敏捷；手脚呢，也不如人家灵活。这时，你不能胜任那个工作了，即使它再好，也不得不拱手相让。

那么，到底什么才是世界上最珍贵、最永恒的事物呢？

当你远离家乡漂泊异地，倍感孤单寂寞的时候，你会想到谁？当你站在人生的十字路口，迷惘彷徨，不知何去何从时，你会想到谁？当你在挫折和痛苦面前悲观、叹息、失望，急需别人的安慰和鼓励时，你会想到谁？人生道路，需要你做出重大抉择时，你会想起谁？是谁给了你最初的生命，把你带到这个世界，享受多姿多彩的生活？是谁教你说话，教你走路，含辛茹苦把你抚养成人？当你取得成绩时，谁会激动得泪流满面？谁的祝福，无论你走得多远，都会围绕在你身边，直到永远？

是的，种种情况下，你想得最多的就是母亲，因为，你知道也相信，母亲的爱是永远和你在一起的。

我曾听到过这样一个关于母亲的感人故事：两个小孩不幸被卷入洪水中，也许一瞬间他们幼小的生命就将被无情的大水所吞噬。可就在这危急时刻，他们的母亲毫不犹豫地跳进了那正在怒吼着的洪水之中……同学们，洪水是无情的！可更让我们担心的是，这位母亲根本不会游泳！跳入水中也就意味着她可能失去她自己宝贵的生命！但是，那个救孩子心切的母亲根本没有时间去考虑她自己，她心里装的只是那两个孩子，那两个将被洪水夺去生命的孩子，她必须想方设法去抢救他们。也许她的勇气和她那无私的伟大的母爱感动了上帝，奇迹发生了：她竟然成功地把两个小孩的生命从无情的洪水中抢了回来！毫无疑问，与洪水一番搏斗之后，这位母亲也筋疲力尽了。

朋友们，母爱是伟大的，母爱也是最安全的，不管你是快乐还是悲伤，富裕还是贫穷，母亲的爱都将永远和你在一起。

谢谢大家！