Martin Luther King, Jr. (English: Martin Luther King, Jr., January 15, 1929 - April 4, 1968), a famous leader of the American civil rights movement. Graduated from university in 1948. From 1948 to 1951, he continued his studies in Philadelphia on the east coast of the United States. In 1963, Martin Luther King met with President Kennedy and demanded the passage of new civil rights laws to give blacks equal rights. On August 28, 1963, he delivered the "I Have a Dream" speech in front of the Lincoln Memorial. 1964 Nobel Peace Prize winner. In April 1968, Martin Luther King went to Memphis to lead a workers' strike and was assassinated. He was only 39 years old. Since 1986, the U.S. government has designated the third Monday of January as National Martin Luther King Day.

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Translation of "I Have a Dream": 100 years ago, a great American signed the Emancipation Proclamation. Today we are gathering in front of his statue. This solemn declaration was like the light of a beacon, bringing hope to millions of black slaves suffering in the fire of injustice that destroyed their lives. It comes like a joyful dawn, ending the long night that has held the Negro in bondage. However, today, 100 years later, we must face the tragic fact that black people have not yet been free. Today, 100 years later, under the shackles of segregation and racial discrimination, black people are living in slavery. Today, 100 years later, black people still live on an island of poverty in a sea of ??material abundance. Today, 100 years later, black people are still shrunk in the corners of American society and realize that they are exiles in their homeland. We are gathering here today to bring this appalling situation to light. In a sense, today we have gathered in our nation's capital to demand the fulfillment of a promise. When the founders of our Republic drafted the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they made a promise to every American. They promised to grant to all men the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. As far as citizens of color are concerned, America has clearly failed to live up to its promises. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check that has come back stamped "insufficient funds." But we do not believe that the banks of justice are bankrupt. We do not believe that there are no adequate reserves in this country's vast arsenal of opportunity. So today we demand that the check be cashed—a check that will give us precious freedoms and justice. We also come to this holy place to remind America that these are urgent times. This is no time to talk about calming down or taking the sedative of incrementalism. Now is the time to fulfill the promise of democracy. Now is the time to climb the bright highway of racial equality from the desolate and dark valley of segregation. Now is the time to open the doors of opportunity to all of God’s children. Now is the time to rescue our nation from the quicksand of racial injustice and put it on the map. When standing on the rock of brotherhood. If the United States ignores the urgency of time and underestimates the determination of black people, it will be fatal to the United States. The summer of black indignation will not pass until the refreshing autumn of freedom and equality arrives. 1963 did not mean the end of the struggle, but the beginning. Some people hope that black people will be satisfied as long as they vent their anger; if the country remains calm and unresponsive, these people will be disappointed. Without the rights of the Negro as a citizen, there can be no peace or tranquility in America, and until the bright day of justice comes, the whirlwind of rebellion will continue to shake this nation to its foundations. But there is something I must say to the anxious people waiting at the door of the Temple of Justice. Let us not make the wrong move in our quest for legal status. Let us not drink from the cup of hostility and hatred in order to satisfy our thirst for freedom. We must always conduct ourselves with dignity and discipline in our struggle. We cannot allow our innovative protests to degenerate into violence. We must constantly sublimate to the lofty realm of using spiritual power to deal with material power. Black society is now filled with a great new fighting spirit, but this cannot distrust all white people. Because many of our white brothers have realized that their fate is closely linked to ours, as evidenced by their participation in today's march and rally.

Their freedom is bound up with our freedom. We cannot stand alone. When we act, we must keep moving forward. We cannot go backwards. Now some people who are passionate about the civil rights movement are asking, "When will you be satisfied?" We will never be satisfied as long as black people continue to suffer unspeakable brutality from the police. We will never be satisfied as long as our travel-weary bodies cannot find lodging in highway motels and city hotels. We will never be satisfied as long as the basic scope of activities of black people is only to move from small ghettos where minorities live to large ghettos. We will never be satisfied as long as there is a Negro in Mississippi who cannot vote, as long as there is a Negro in New York who thinks that his vote will do nothing. No! We are not satisfied now, and we will not be satisfied in the future, unless justice and justice are like the waves of the river and sea, turbulent and endless. It is not that I have not failed to notice that some of the people participating in today’s rally have suffered and been tortured, some have just walked out of narrow cells, and some have suffered from crazy persecution in their places of residence and have been exposed to the whirlwind of police brutality because of their search for freedom. Shaky. You are the chronic sufferers of man-made suffering. Keep at it and believe that enduring undeserved pain is a form of atonement. Let us go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the ghettos and ghettos of our northern cities, and let us go back to our hearts. Obviously, this situation can and will change. Let us not sink into despair. Friends, I say to you today that at this moment, despite all the difficulties and setbacks we are experiencing, I still have a dream, and this dream is deeply rooted in the American dream. I have a dream that one day this nation will stand up and truly live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold it self-evident that all men are created equal." I have a dream that one day, on the red hills of Georgia, the former slaves' Heirs will be able to sit with the heirs of slave owners and talk about brotherhood. I have a dream that one day, even Mississippi, a desert-like place where justice disappears and oppression prevails, will become an oasis, filled with freedom and justice. I have a dream that one day my four children will live in a country where they will be judged not by the color of their skin but by the quality of their character. Today, I have a dream. I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama will be transformed, and that one day its black boys and girls will be able to live side by side with their white boys and girls, even though the state's governor is still a dissident and anti-federal mantra. Today, I have a dream. I dream that one day, the valleys will rise and the mountains will descend; the bumpy and tortuous roads will become smooth, and the holy light will be revealed and shine on the heaven and earth. This is our hope. I returned to the South with this belief in mind. With this belief, we will be able to hew a stone of hope from the mountain of despair. With this faith, we will be able to transform the cacophony of bickering in this country into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this belief, we will be able to work together, pray together, fight together, go to jail together, and defend freedom together; because we know that one day, we will be free. On the day when freedom comes, all God's children will sing this song with new meaning: "My country, the beautiful land of freedom, I sing for you. You are the place where our fathers died, you are the first immigrants Pride, let freedom ring from every hill." If America is to become a great nation, this dream must come true. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New Hampshire! Let freedom ring from the mountains of New York State! Let freedom ring from the snow-covered Rockies of Colorado! Let freedom ring from the winding peaks of California! Not only that, but let freedom ring from the Stone Ridge of Georgia! Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain in Tennessee! Let freedom ring from every hill in Mississippi! Let freedom ring from every hillside. When we let freedom ring, when we let freedom ring from every village big and small, from every state and every city, we will be able to hasten that day when all the children of God, black and white, Jewish Christians and non-Jews, Christians and Catholics, will join hands and sing an old black song: "Free at last! Free at last! Thanks to Almighty Heavenly Father, we are free at last!"