Ambition is contagious. You can infect the spirit that surrounds you. The victories of those around you who are striving to improve will encourage you to work harder to achieve what they have done. The following is a review inspirational speech I shared, come and have a look with me.

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Rereading the inspirational speech script

This is a precious memory that is hidden in the heart and will never be forgotten. In adversity, at the height of rereading? 4. In life, I tell myself over and over again that although the future is far away, it is within reach. So those dreams deep in my heart have never been extinguished.

A true warrior dares to face the bleak life.

I know that I have walked into a cage.

For example, the survivors of the Chu Kingdom in ancient times, like their Sanlv officials, wore long hairpins, crowned with clouds, drank dew and ate fallen flowers, and were full of poems and books. Arrogant, but he could only let the wind and dust cover him in white clothes, lower his head and walk into the cage.

Prisoner Chu is the saddest one. I have always stubbornly thought so, because he is not outstanding, but he has always been too pretentious. Pretentious people will always suffer more than ordinary people.

All the youth and frivolity in my senior year of high school turned into a huge irony the moment the scores were released in 2008. I once swore that even in the third year of high school, it was not worth giving up all my interests and ideals to achieve a meager score, so my novel added more than 30,000 words in one year. But when I actually saw the score, I realized that the computer screen would not understand your despair, nor the sadness when the verdict was announced. At that moment, the shadow of the lake and tower that I had longed for in my dream for more than ten years was so far away from me. So far away.

No one would have thought that I would fail. Faced with everyone’s shock and regret, I knew that everything was unexpected and reasonable, and I could only bear it myself.

It doesn’t matter my mood, sadness and sorrow are all luxuries that are out of reach for me. I don’t go out, answer the phone, reply to text messages, or go online, and refuse everyone’s care and comfort.

Then reread it, if you still have dreams in your heart, if you are still unwilling to bow to failure and hold your head high for eighteen years.

My parents don’t approve of me repeating the study. My mother is afraid that I won’t be able to bear it mentally. My father even thinks that with my careless state in the third year of high school, repeating the study will not have any results and will only be worse than the first time. . For two whole months, the house was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. My father and I kept arguing and having cold wars, arguing meaninglessly about who was right and who was wrong. Tears always replaced all desires that could be vented, and outside the window, The summer sun is shining brightly and my friends are enjoying their longest and most beautiful vacation all over the country.

In the end, I won. As my mother said to me later, no one can change the decision I made. They have known it since I was a child.

I was hesitant about whether to go back to my original class.

In my opinion, those who are willing to repeat their studies are warriors, and those who are willing to come to our class to repeat their studies are real warriors. They have already experienced the senior year of high school in our class and are well aware of the darkness and hardship, and are willing to come again. A person like this can only be described as a Saint Seiya. In the subsequent senior year of high school, countless times, after everyone was exhausted after handing in papers, they sighed and said to me, "You are so brave. How did you have the courage to come back and suffer the torture again?" I also lamented, exhausted, and said, "I too I don’t know, I must be crazy.

I remember that my roommate in the same dormitory once gave me a couplet to let me respond to:

Xi’an Incident, Zhang Wuji, Yang Buhui.

The ingenious combination of events and names, Zhang Yang's admonishment, relying on the sky and slaying the dragon, my favorite Jin Yong. The second line I wrote, from "Shooting the Condor", is a complete mockery of my current situation: In the old land of my middle school, my head teacher, Mr. Sun, has not changed, and I am still in the same school. The place cannot move forward.

The old place of the attached middle school, Sun Buer, Wang Chuyi.

At that time, my friends had already started their new lives in college, and I was experiencing the same things and people in the same tutorials as last year, and I always thought of the things that were not meant to be. A related sentence;

The perch is beautiful and does not return, but it is empty to wear the southern crown and imitate the prisoner of Chu.

What kind of suffering cannot be eaten?

Like a fish drinking water, it knows whether it is warm or cold.

The study and life of senior high school students can be completely summarized in this sentence.

In the eyes of classmates, repeat students are always happier than them. You can skip school, ask for leave, be late, leave early, refuse to listen in class, fail to hand in homework, and still have the best grades.

What else is there to worry about?

Yes, if you have never experienced that kind of failure, if you have never seen countless classmates who have never surpassed you in the mock exams, they have passed the college entrance examination with better results than you. Go into college with your grades high and you will never have a chance to make a comeback? Because you will never have the time to compete on the same platform. If you don’t come back and see the fresh graduates who are like newborn calves, they can still get better grades than you. high score.

Children who have not reread the book will never understand the fear of questioning their own worth, and I hope you will never understand it in your lifetime.

Last winter I participated in the self-recruitment of Peking University again, and once again encountered deep disappointment after my hopes were raised. I gave up on her first last summer, and she immediately pronounced the price of my change of heart with an unprecedentedly dismal score. So I came back and started from scratch, hoping that it would still be helpful. No matter how sad or depressed I was, I always had the most self-deceptive little comfort in my heart: This is because my fate with her is not over yet. After all, I have one more chance to chase her. Opportunity. Unexpectedly, she gave up on me this time. The day I found out that I had failed the written exam, I cried from 12 noon to 1 in the morning. I thought over and over again, should I only belong to Peking University after hearing what I heard since childhood? Is praise just a shallow joke that can easily break? Is Peking University using the cruelest way to retaliate against my lack of determination when filling out my application form? I still want to and can persevere on this road where I can’t see any light. What?

But the retreat has been cut off by himself.

I remember once hearing a sister who was also a repeat student say that repeat students are stuck in the same place, with no change or progress, so I can sleep while everyone is listening to the class, and I can watch while everyone is doing the questions. In a novel, what is not allowed for a second try?

I swear, if I was like her and had already received extra points for self-recruitment, I would definitely have the same idea, and From that moment on, I became a happy person and no longer wronged myself with vegetable steamed buns and pancakes? That was my lunch and dinner for nearly a year, in order to save time. But I am not as good as her, so I have to work harder. The time I leave the classroom at noon is postponed from 12:30 to 12:45. I have to listen to the lecture while everyone is sleeping, and I have to answer questions while everyone is reading novels. , we are no longer fighting for results, but we must keep the dignity in our hearts no matter what.

If you do it again for the second time, there is no hardship that you cannot bear.

I am used to staying alone in the classroom at noon, and sitting in the study room until very late, at 12:30 noon and 12:30 in the morning. These two far opposite clocks accompany me every day. , there is always silence around me, and the endless exercises at hand are like a narration that no one listens to. I know it is useless, but I don’t want to stop.

I always get distracted inexplicably when doing the questions, thinking about some ridiculous and rambling things, thinking about the sad and beautiful poems I have memorized, thinking about the backs of my friends turning away, thinking about the past. Some of those who sing and laugh and feel lost, want to look up at the moon in Chang'an after school at night, think of Xi'an, a city that has experienced glory and pain, want to inherit the culture and rejuvenate the motherland, want to live a life full of dissatisfaction, often With a thousand years of worry, I think of the reeds on the invisible distant river bank. When the wind blows, the reeds are rustling quietly, and the reed flowers are blown like snow.

Smiling at others and coughing at others’ backs, just letting yourself be lazy when you are sick.

Always sad.

Later I thought. As if the senior year of high school was a trek that should not have happened, I chased it in the cold wilderness without looking back. If you fail, just treat this journey of thousands of miles as a farewell that cannot even be done, just for the deepest love in life, but in the end it will not be worth the time.

The "it" here has long exceeded the definition of Peking University, but is all my self-promises and expectations, as well as the dreams that have never been erased in adversity.

So I struggled without stopping on the endless road to my senior year of high school, hiding all the pain and still being able to smile brightly at everyone.

This time we will fight hard

Fortunately, I have a group of classmates who can rely on each other.

When the building collapsed and the sea was flowing, we were a group of people who helped each other.

We study together and live together. We are all in the same spirit, like comrades in the same trench. The competition between us has also been turned into a slightly warm temperature by the feeling of mutual sympathy. It becomes a different kind of mood that presses against the chest and enriches the memory.

There are also roommates in the dormitory, the closest group of "comrades", the gods' mansion in the sky, and the world 305 (we are in the 305 dormitory). This is the couplet I wrote for the dormitory when I was joking. We unexpectedly gained happiness in this small space.

No one can list clearly how much we have paid. I only know that our dormitory has the most people in the study room and the longest time. Together we have ranked first in grade five times and ranked in the top five and ten countless times. The six of us ended up with two from Peking University and two from Tsinghua University. Among them, the wealthy gathered in Beijing, and we gave up too much for our own dreams.

Every time when I go back to the dormitory, I will look up downstairs to see if there is any light in our window. It seems like the light is there for people to return home every year, and it feels like home.

I always come back very late, but even if the lights are dark, I never panic, because I know that when I open the door of the study room, you must be there.

What I remember most is the large sunny window of 305. Every morning when people came back from buying food, they opened the curtains to wake everyone up. When they opened their eyes, the sun filled the room, and the pain of the long night melted away. Make your heart full of warmth. I think of my favorite lyrics again and again. Every day I open my eyes and see you and the sunshine. That is the future I want.

We are a group of squids who help each other in the rut. Every group of squid in the rut has the dream of forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes. But before that, we can only rely on our own efforts to spell out that dream. A waterway leading to the rivers and lakes.

For no reason, I thought of my head teacher, Mr. Sun, my senior year of high school when I hated him and my senior year of high school when I was filled with gratitude. It was like a very absurd imaginary: I hope that in my most difficult time, There is a person who has always been by my side and never left me. He is sincerely happy for every step of my progress and comforts me for every loss. As long as I see him, I have the courage to go on and smile happily. I always thought there was no such person, but later I looked back and realized that this person was always there, but he was my class teacher.

He once handed out test papers for exams without changing his expression amidst the complaints from all his classmates. He also stood like a mountain on the podium during the violent shaking of the earthquake, calming everyone's fear and despair. Countless students remembered his kindness after graduation. However, what I am grateful to him for is that he said to me in a private conversation: Wang Xinyi, let’s fight this time.

This time we fight hard.

Looking back at the senior year of high school, the years have been rough and busy, but this sentence has always stayed in my mind and illuminated my future. I think, sometimes, people can give their all for one thing.

A message to senior high school repeat students:

Running water does not rot, and door hinges do not suffer from beetles. Many beautiful things often become eternal after the soul has experienced vicissitudes of life. So let's wrap it up. I am already in Yanyuan, by the Weiming Lake that I have been connected to for more than ten years. I wish everyone is well and the road ahead will be picturesque.

Inspirational quotes and aphorisms

1. Adolescence is a beautiful period that can never be regained. It is the beginning of all light and happiness in the future. ?Kalinin

　2. People’s ambitions are usually directly proportional to their abilities. ?Johnson

　3. Time is said to be gold if grasped, but it is just water if not grasped. ?Proverbs

4. A husband should have lofty ambitions, admire the sages, abandon passion and desire, abandon doubts and stagnation, so that the ambitions of common people can be revealed and preserved, and compassion can be felt; be patient and stretch, get rid of trivial matters, and consult widely. , except for being stingy, even if there is flooding, it will not harm the beauty, and it will not be helpful. If one's ambition is not strong and perseverance, his mind is not generous, he will just be mediocre and stagnant in the world, he will be silently tied to emotion, and he will always be mediocre, and he will inevitably be indecisive. ?Zhuge Liang

5. Learning requires ambition, and talent requires learning. Without learning, you cannot expand your talents, and without ambition, you cannot achieve learning. ?Zhuge Liang

6. Everyone must have the ambition to be a hero of a generation! He should be a person who creates a generation. ?Zhou Enlai

7. The three armies can seize the commander, but an ordinary man cannot seize the will. ?Confucius

8. Where there is a will, things come true! ?Liu Xiu

9. Without a will, nothing can be accomplished in the world. ?Wang Yangming

10. Those who accomplished great things in ancient times not only had extraordinary talents, but also had perseverance. ?Su Shi

11. If a person does not reach the highest peak, he will not have a moment of peace, and he will not feel the tranquility and glory of life. ?Bernard Shaw

12. A sparrow knows the ambition of a swan. ?Sima Qian

13. A warrior has his own ambition: to transform forever and start from scratch; all shameful decline can only make people regard them as enemies and turn them into sand. ?Guo Xiaochuan

14. The worst thing is that people are often hindered by wrong ambitions in life without knowing it. They can only understand it when they get rid of those obstacles. ?Goethe

15. When Heaven is about to entrust this person with a great responsibility, he must first strain his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his skin, deplete his body, and mess up his actions, so he is tempted to endure it. Nature, gains what it cannot.

?"Mencius"