初中生短篇英文演讲稿(完整版)

初中生短篇英文演讲稿初中生短篇英文演讲稿第一篇：英文短篇演讲稿 run a better liferun a better lifehello everone,toda m topi is “running”,i ant to share some of m experiene and advie ith ou. have ou ever heard of a sport , hih ou do not have to prepare too muh,ou don’t needto ear p rofessional sporstear,ou don’t have to bu man instrument,and ou don’t need to find a speial plae and so on. all ou need is a pair of fortable shoes,loose lothes,and a persistent heart. eah,it’s running.ou an run in the pla ground,in the parks,on the treadmills or even on the road.i think most of us are lak of exerise in high shool beause e have to fous on stud;and no,e are ala be attrated b plaing puter games,plaing ellphones,reading novels even just sta at dormitor and lie in beds.e are oung, e areenerge ti,let’s enjo running and hange our lives.runninghelps ou keep fit and lose eight,helps ou reate a good bod shape,makes ou more resistant and healthier,helps ou promote metabolism,makes ou look ounger and more beautiful.no matter ho muh ou an bring the benefits of running, isa good orkout and is a good a to ventemotions,just running isa joful thing.hen ou sad,running to hold bak our teers,hen ou under pressure,running to release bad emotions,hen ou feel depressing or boring,running to make ou relaxed andfortable.hat a fine life and attitude it is hen take running in our life~so,just from no,the eather is being armer,put on our sneakers and go out of the door,enjo our running life.i am sure it ill be a fantasti and rearding journe.see ou at the plaground~~第二篇：短篇英文1.piolaone there lived in frane a little girl name piola. hen she as ver oung, her father died, and her mother as ver, ver poor.one hristmas eve piola said to her mother, mamma, ill unle santa e to our house tonight? her mother felt ver sad and shook her head.before she ent to bed, piola took off her little ooden shoes and put them on the floor near the himne. she said to her mother, “perhaps unle santa ill e.”all as hite ith sno outside, and it as ver old.in the night a little bird ith a broken ing fell don the himne and hopped into one of the shoes. ver earl in themorning piola oke up. she jumped out of bed and ran to look into her shoes.there she sa the little bird in one of the shoes. she piked up the shoe and ran to sho her hristmas present to her mother. she said, santa laus did not forget me, mamma.pandora's boxman ears ago all the ord as ver beautiful and nobod as ever sik or unhapp.at that time there lived a beautiful little girl named pandora. one da gave her a onderful box tied ith a golden ord and made her promise not to open it. pandora and her little plamate, epimetheus, often looked at the box and ondered hat as in it.for a long time pandora kept her promise to the fair, but at last she anted to peep into the box. she untied the ord and lifted the over onl a little.out fle hundreds of bad little fairies. the stung pandora and she fell on the floor and sreamed. the stung epimetheus, too.then the fle out of doors and stung all the hildren in the land. b and b pandora hear d a little voie ring, “let me out, and i ill help ou,”she opened the box, and out fle a beautiful little fair. she told pandora that her name as hope. she kissed her andepimetheus, and made them ell. then XX she fle to help the other hildren.to this da, hen people are sik or unhapp, the good little fair, hope, es to fort them.3.the rab and his mother“m hild,” said a rab to her son, “h do ou alk so akard? if ou ish to make a good appearane, ou should go straight forard, and not to one side as ou do so o nstantl.”“i do ish to make a good appearane, mamma” said theoung rab; “and if ou ill sho me ho, i ill tr to alk straight forard.”“h, this is the a, of ourse,” said the mother, as she started off to the right, “no, this is the a,” said she, as she made another attempt, to the left.the little rab smiled. “ hen ou learn to do it ourself, ou an teah me,” he said, and he ent bak to his pla.4.the olf and the raneone da a olf, ho as eating his dinner muh too fast,salloed a bone, hih stuk in his throat and pained him ver muh. he tried to get it out, but ould not.just then he sa a rane passing b. “dear fiend,” said he to the rane, “ there is a bone stiking in m throat. ou havea good long nek; an't ou reah don and pull it out? i ill paou ell for it.” “i'll tr,” said the rane. then he put his head into the olf’s mouth, beteen his sharp teeth, andreahing don, pulled out bone. “there!” said the olf, “i am glad it is out; i must be more areful another time.” “i ill go no, if ou ill pa me,” said the rane.“pa ou, indeed!” ried the olf. “be thankful that i did not bite our head off hen it as in m mouth. ou ought to be ontent ith that.”5. handel, the musiianlong ago the're lived in german a little bo named george frederik handel.he loved musi and anted to learn to pla the piano, but his father anted him to bee a laer and ould not let him take musi lessons.there as a little, old-fashioned piano up in the atti. at night, hen everbod as asleep, the little bo used to reep up the stairs and pla softl to himself.hen he as about seven ears old, he ent ith his father to visit a ealth duke. the duke lived in a beautiful palae ith man large rooms. there as a onderful organ in one of the rooms.hile his father and the duke sat talking, little handel slipped XX. he sat don at the organ and began to pla. hislittle hands moved over the kes and the room as filled ith a seetest musi.hen he finished plaing, he turned around and sa his father and the duke looking at him. the duke asked him here he had learned to pla, and the bo told him about the piano in the atti.then the duke persuaded handle's father to let him stud musi, and he beame a famous poser.中文解释:1.piola一旦有住在法国一个小女孩的名字piola 。