芮成钢与达沃斯[五篇范文]

第一篇：芮成钢与达沃斯

芮成钢与达沃斯经济论坛

1971年，日内瓦大学商业政策领域32岁的教授克劳斯·施瓦布，在达沃斯会议中心，邀请444位欧洲工商业人士共聚一堂，举办了“欧洲管理论坛”。当时的会议议题是“欧洲企业管理”。会议主办方有欧盟委员会、欧洲工业协会，会议将、的主要目的是向欧洲企业界介绍美国的企业管理模式、风格和特点。随后，这个会议就成为了每年定期召开的会议，在施瓦布的主导下，确立了“欧洲管理论坛”的名称。

芮成钢第一次参加世界经济论坛是在2001年，施瓦布教授授予他“2001年全球青年精英”（Global Leader For Tomorrow）的称号。

2008年，在天津举办的达沃斯夏季论坛上，施瓦布教授我这芮成钢的手说:“成钢，十年前，我认识你的时候，你是我们世界经济论坛为数不多的中国朋友之一，论坛在中国有今天这样的影响力，你作为传媒人士起到了一定的作用，作出了一定的贡献”芮成钢认为这些或是对他9年达沃斯生涯的最好的鼓励。现在芮成钢再打我司有多重身份：世界青年领袖评审会委员，达沃斯全球事务理事会理事，论坛会议的主持人之一以及中央电视台记者。

每年论坛举行时，任何与会者只能一人进入会场，不得带助手入内。在达沃斯，每个人的身份只有一个--参会者。无论你是大公司的CEO、是亿万富翁、还是当红明星，你都要自己提行李入住、排队存衣服、自己倒水、自己领会议资料，很少看到有前呼后拥的人。

芮成钢无奈的表示，一方面，因为达沃斯会议的官方语言为英语，因此很多中国企业家无法自如的表达自己的观点；另外一方面，中国企业家出席任何公共活动，习惯了带着助理，这种派头显然与达沃斯私人聚会的魅力显得格格不入。芮成钢认为，“中国企业家应学会自己拎包，与其呆在中餐馆与一堆中国人聊天，还不如主动去约索罗斯和比尔盖茨吃饭”。

第二篇：芮成钢演讲稿

Honorable judges, ladies and gentlemen:

Kipling said:“ East is east, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet!” But now, a century later, they have met.They have met in business.They have met in education.They have met in the arts.Some would argue that these meetings leave us with a choice between East and West ,but I believe the best future lies in the creative combination of both worlds.We can make Western ideas, customs and technology our own, and adapt them to our use.We can enjoy the best of all worlds, because our tradition is, above all, one of selecting the best and making it our own.But, do Western styles and values threaten our identity?

History makes it easy for us to think so-perhaps too easy.Some people seem to think that adopting Western customs, such as a bride wearing white-which has long been a color of mourning in China, instead of the traditional Chinese red for her wedding, is another submission to foreign intervention,--a betrayal of our heritage, they say.They fear that as we become “globalized”, we will no longer be Chinese.I do not agree.History teaches that a strong and confident nation is at ease in learning from the outside world.The wedding of Eastern and Western cultures, whether in white gowns or red, brings us variety.It is a rich banquet of special foods from all over the world.As an amateur gourmet of Chinese cuisine, our superb flavours delight me.But my Chinese taste appreciates good food from any land.I even allow the convenience of McDonald's a place in my life without giving up my good taste.My grandfather taught me to hum tunes of Beijing opera from the time I was very young;they are deep in my spirit, part of my soul.I love Beijing opera, because it always reminds me of who I am.But I am also a fan of modern pop music, the No.1 fan of Spice Girls on campus.of course, it goes far beyond food, music and dance.It goes into values and ways of thinking about the world.Once upon a time, or so my teacher told me, a Chinese boy and an American girl had a squabble.Both wanted to keep a bunny rabbit they had found in the garden.Surely you've seen a rabbit sunning himself in the grass.Nothing is more lovable, nothing more natural.No wonder they wanted him.The Chinese boy played his er-hu.Happiness and joy, longing and passion, filled the air.The little rabbit swayed gently and began to move his ears in the direction of the music.He liked what he heard.The girl then took out her violin and played it to produce beautiful melodies of her own.The rabbit began to bounce in her direction.So intent were the children on their own music that neither paid the other any attention.The competing melodies confused the little rabbit and he did not know which way to turn.Unable to attract the little creature, both children gave up;they walked away, in different directions, leaving the rabbit...alone.But, what if they listened ,what if they really heard each other's music, instead of always playing their own tunes?

When I hear the music of a violin ,rich with the joys of men and women who came together and sang and danced...I hear echoes of the music of the grass lands, of the hills, of the rivers...of my own native land.Is music mine and yours, or is it ours?

What I want to hear is the er-hu and the violin played together, in rhythm and in tune.Together, we can produce new and beautiful music, rich with textures and sounds that can only be made in the harmony.The rabbit sits in the grass in the ever-warming sun.Waiting for us to play, waiting for the symphony to begin.Will he have to wait forever? The choice is ours.Thank you.问Thank you, contestant number 10.Now you're going to compare street markets and supermarkets.答Well, thank you very much.Um as a man who suffered from male chauvinism, I used to think that shopping is a privilege of women.I seldom do shopping until I have to.But three years ago, something happened and it changed my view.I remember it was the first day I went to college.After I had put down my luggage, I went out of the school to have a look around.It was a romantic rainy day.And guess what, I found the street market, right beside the school.And I saw lots of middle-aged men and women talking with the sellers of fruit, clothes and soft drinks and it seems to me that they were intimate friends.And then I said to myself, why not have a try.So I walked to the seller of pineapple and talked to him.And then i bought a pineapple and bargain with him and then i will eat the pineapple while wandering around the street market and enjoy the simple things of life.Thank you.问You mentioned in your first speech the importance of variety even though the east and west are converging.But many people think that one of the problems of modern life is the lack of variety.This hotel looks like every other hotel in the world and the whole world is becoming an airport.Hong Kong looks like Singapore and so on.Do you think that we may be in danger of losing the very variety that you think is so important?

答The variety.Of course I do not think so.I don't think we are losing variety.Instead ,we are, I think we are getting more varieties.Well nowadays, as i had mentioned in my speech, we have a combination of eastern and western music, food and lifestyles.Actually I, I think I read an article in Vienna and many western critic and composers feel that a western music which has traditionally emphasized on the harmony between different instruments now is becoming increasingly, it increasingly reflects eastern music style.However, the eastern music style brought them a completely new sense of music.So I don't think we are losing variety.I think we are having more varieties.And also in our daily life, I think we have more choice.It's not actually a choice between the east and west.Actually I think the choice is a combination of the two.And this doesn't necessarily mean we are losing our variety.We are updating what variety is.Thank you.问In your second speech just now about street markets.You said that you enjoyed going to the street markets.It's a peaceful life and eating pineapples.Could you say something more comparing street markets and supermarkets as regards prices and quality and choice of products, things like that.答Yes.Of course I prefer street market to super market.And actually I think ,nowadays the prices in the supermarket are becoming lower and lower to meet the demands of the people.But somehow I think people, not only Chinese people, but people from all over the world, will enjoy street markets much better.Because even though going to the supermarket will help you to get rid of a lot of the trouble of bargaining ,but somehow you lose the fun of talking with people and communicating with each other, and i think the super market just reflects one of the problems of modern society.I mean the alienation of people and their fellow man.And so I think that street market is secure to these disease or illnesses in modern society.Thank you.

第三篇：芮成钢演讲稿

East and West have met

Kipling said:“ East is east, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet!” But now, a century later, they have met.They have met in business.They have met in education.They have met in the arts.Some would argue that these meetings leave us with a choice between East and West, but I believe the best future lies in the creative combination of both worlds.We can make Western ideas, customs and technology our own, and adapt them to our own use.We can enjoy the best of all worlds, because our tradition is, above all, one of selecting the best and making it our own.But, do Western styles and values threaten our identity?

History makes it easy for us to think so-perhaps too easy.Some people seem to think that adopting Western customs, such as a bride wearing white-which has long been a color of mourning in China, instead of the traditional Chinese red for her wedding, is another submission to foreign intervention,--a betrayal of our heritage, they say.They fear that as we become “globalized”, we will no longer be Chinese.I do not agree.History teachers that a strong and confident nation is at ease in hearing from the outside world.The wedding of Eastern and Western cultures, whether in white gowns or red, brings us variety.It is a rich banquet of special foods from all over the world.As an amateur gourmet of Chinese cuisine, our superb flavours delight me.But my Chinese taste appreciates food from any land.I even allow the convenience of McDonald's a place in my life without giving up my good taste.My grandfather taught me to hum tunes of Beijing opera from the time I was very young;they are deep in my spirit, part of my soul.I love Beijing opera, because it always reminds me of who I am.But I am also a fan of modern pop music, the No.1 fan of Spice Girls on campus.of course, it goes far beyond food, music and dance.It goes into values and ways of thinking about the world.Once upon a time, or so my teacher told me, a Chinese boy and an American girl had a squabble.Both wanted to keep a bunny rabbit they had found in the garden.Surely you've seen a rabbit sunning himself in the grass.Nothing is more lovable, nothing more natural.No wonder they wanted him.The Chinese boy played his er-hu.Happiness and joy, longing and passion, filled the air.The little rabbit swayed gently and began to move his ears in the direction of the music.He liked what he heard.The girl then took out her violin and played it to produce beautiful melodies of her own.The rabbit began to bounce in her direction.So intent were the children on their own music that neither paid the other any attention.The competing melodies confused the little rabbit and he did not know which way to turn.Unable to attract the little creature, both children gave up;they walked away, in different directions, leaving the rabbit...alone.But, what if they listened, what if they really heard each other's music, instead of always playing their own tunes?

When I hear the music of a violin, rich with the joys of men and women who came together and sang and danced...I hear echoes of the music of the grass lands, of the hills, of the rivers...of my own native land.Is music mine and yours, or is it ours?

What I want to hear is the er-hu and the violin played together, in rhythm and in tune.Together, we can produce new and beautiful music, rich with textures and sounds that can only be made in harmony.The rabbit sits in the grass in the ever-warming sun.Waiting for us to play, waiting for the symphony to begin.Will he have to wait forever? The choice is ours.Thank you.

第四篇：自我介绍和芮成钢演讲稿

Self-introduction

Hello everyone!I am glad to be here to introdue me to you all.My name is ma zhongli, 21 years old, from school of basic medical science.My major is clinicalmedicine.I like playing volleyball and I am a member of our college team.In my spare time ,I always listen to music or watch movies,especialy american movies.I am also fond of novels.Before I came here,I, actually,knew nothing about my major except that after graduation,I would be a doctor.One and a half years later, I have learned much about my major,and known more about my future.Yes ,I will be a doctor.A good doctor can ease people’s pain,helping them recover.But to be a good doctor I must study hard now.it is a long way, and full of difficulties,but I will not give up.I enjoy my life here

Honorable judges, ladies and gentlemen:

Kipling said:“ East is east, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet!” But now, a century later, they have met.They have met in business.They have met in education.They have met in the arts.Some would argue that these meetings leave us with a choice between East and West ,but I believe the best future lies in the creative combination of both worlds.We can make Western ideas, customs and technology our own, and adapt them to our own use.We can enjoy the best of all worlds, because our tradition is, above all, one of selecting the best and making it our own.But, do Western styles and values threaten our identity?

History makes it easy for us to think so-perhaps too easy.Some people seem to think that adopting Western customs, such as a bride wearing white-which has long been a color of mourning in China, instead of the traditional Chinese red for her wedding, is another submission to foreign intervention,--a betrayal of our heritage, they say.They fear that as we become “globalized”, we will no longer be Chinese.I do not agree.History teaches that a strong and confident nation is at ease in hearing from the outside world.The wedding of Eastern and Western cultures, whether in white gowns or red, brings us variety.It is a rich banquet of special foods from all over the world.As an amateur gourmet of Chinese cuisine, our superb flavours delight me.But my Chinese taste appreciates food from any land.I even allow the convenience of McDonald's a place in my life without giving up my good taste.My grandfather taught me to hum tunes of Beijing opera from the time I was very young;they are deep in my spirit, part of my soul.I love Beijing opera, because it always reminds me of who I am.But I am also a fan of modern pop music, the No.1 fan of Spice Girls on campus.of course, it goes far beyond food, music and dance.It goes into values and ways of thinking about the world.Once upon a time, or so my teacher told me, a Chinese boy and an American girl had a squabble.Both wanted to keep a bunny rabbit they had found in the garden.Surely you've seen a rabbit sunning himself in the grass.Nothing is more lovable, nothing more natural.No wonder they wanted him.The Chinese boy played his er-hu.Happiness and joy, longing and passion, filled the air.The little rabbit swayed gently and began to move his ears in the direction of the music.He liked what he heard.The girl then took out her violin and played it to produce beautiful melodies of her own.The rabbit began to bounce in her direction.So intent were the children on their own music that neither paid the other any attention.The competing melodies confused the little rabbit and he did not know which way to turn.Unable to attract the little creature, both children gave up;they walked away, in different directions, leaving the rabbit...alone.But, what if they listened ,what if they really heard each other's music, instead of always playing their own tunes?

When I hear the music of a violin ,rich with the joys of men and women who came together and sang and danced...I hear echoes of the music of the grass lands, of the hills, of the rivers...of my own native land.Is music mine and yours, or is it ours?

What I want to hear is the er-hu and the violin played together, in rhythm and in tune.Together, we can produce new and beautiful music, rich with textures and sounds that can only be made in harmony.The rabbit sits in the grass in the ever-warming sun.Waiting for us to play, waiting for the symphony to begin.Will he have to wait forever? The choice is ours.Thank you.

第五篇：芮成钢早年演讲稿

芮成钢早年演讲稿.txt如果你看到面前的阴影，别怕，那是因为你的背后有阳光！我允许你走进我的世界，但绝不允许你在我的世界里走来走去。runner-up: Rui Cheng gang, Foreign Affair College

Honorable judges, ladies and gentlemen:

Kipling said:“ East is east, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet!” But now, a century later, they have met.They have met in business.They have met in education.They have met in the arts.Some would argue that these meetings leave us with a choice between East and West ,but I believe the best future lies in the creative combination of both worlds.We can make Western ideas, customs and technology our own, and adapt them to our use.We can enjoy the best of all worlds, because our tradition is, above all, one of selecting the best and making it our own.But, do Western styles and values threaten our identity?

History makes it easy for us to think so-perhaps too easy.Some people seem to think that adopting Western customs, such as a bride wearing white-which has long been a color of mourning in China, instead of the traditional Chinese red for her wedding, is another submission to foreign intervention,--a betrayal of our heritage, they say.They fear that as we become “globalized”, we will no longer be Chinese.I do not agree.History teaches that a strong and confident nation is at ease in learning from the outside world.The wedding of Eastern and Western cultures, whether in white gowns or red, brings us variety.It is a rich banquet of special foods from all over the world.As an amateur gourmet of Chinese cuisine, our superb flavours delight me.But my Chinese taste appreciates good food from any land.I even allow the convenience of McDonald's a place in my life without giving up my good taste.My grandfather taught me to hum tunes of Beijing opera from the time I was very young;they are deep in my spirit, part of my soul.I love Beijing opera, because it always reminds me of who I am.But I am also a fan of modern pop music, the No.1 fan of Spice Girls on campus.of course, it goes far beyond food, music and dance.It goes into values and ways of thinking about the world.Once upon a time, or so my teacher told me, a Chinese boy and an American girl had a squabble.Both wanted to keep a bunny rabbit they had found in the garden.Surely you've seen a rabbit sunning himself in the grass.Nothing is more lovable, nothing more natural.No wonder they wanted him.The Chinese boy played his er-hu.Happiness and joy, longing and passion, filled the air.The little rabbit swayed gently and began to move his ears in the direction of the music.He liked what he heard.The girl then took out her violin and played it to produce beautiful melodies

of her own.The rabbit began to bounce in her direction.So intent were the children on their own music that neither paid the other any attention.The competing melodies confused the little rabbit and he did not know which way to turn.Unable to attract the little creature, both children gave up;they walked away, in different directions, leaving the rabbit...alone.But, what if they listened ,what if they really heard each other's music, instead of always playing their own tunes?

When I hear the music of a violin ,rich with the joys of men and women who came together and sang and danced...I hear echoes of the music of the grass lands, of the hills, of the rivers...of my own native land.Is music mine and yours, or is it ours?

What I want to hear is the er-hu and the violin played together, in rhythm and in tune.Together, we can produce new and beautiful music, rich with textures and sounds that can only be made in the harmony.The rabbit sits in the grass in the ever-warming sun.Waiting for us to play, waiting for the symphony to begin.Will he have to wait forever? The choice is ours.Thank you.