Draw a gorgeous bright color for your sky.

Play a beautiful song for your world.

This is Yayun Campus Voice Broadcasting Station.

Dear teachers and classmates.

A hello, everyone!

Accompanied by this familiar music

Listen to this moving melody.

B the voice of elegance radio will meet you as scheduled again.

Hello, everyone. The theme we bring you today is youth? Ideal.

We have left ignorance and ushered in our youth. Youth, let us be presumptuous, let us let go, appreciate the freedom like the wind and feel the freedom like the cloud, because youth has given us the peak of life, we don't need to be mature, we are no longer ignorant, we only have perseverance.

A life is the pursuit of ideals, and ideals are the indicator of life. Without this lamp, you will lose the courage to live. Therefore, only by adhering to the lofty ideals of life can we not get lost in the ocean of life. Tolstoy divided the ideal of life into the ideal of life, the ideal of a stage, the ideal of a year, the ideal of a month, even the ideal of a day, an hour and a minute. Hearing this, classmates, have you thought of your ideals?

B Please listen to the story of a girl who is persistent in waiting for her youth.

Amomo is deaf and fifteen years old.

Momo has been deaf since she was born. She can see the bright smiles of her peers, but she can't hear their fresh voices. She can only communicate through sign language. She can only hear her own voice and understand her own words. Momo is a lonely but quiet girl who likes to revel in the prosperous and sad tone of Zhang Ailing in a small corner. Fifteen years of silent life did not make Mo Mo feel helpless and suffocated. She has been living happily in the dream of youth.

Walking under the tall camphor tree on campus, smelling the fragrance of leaves, Mo Mo smiled. Once upon a time, my mother smiled at Mo Mo like a summer flower. However, on a rainy night five years ago, my mother left Momo. Momo burst into tears that day. It was also on that day that DOG forgot his sadness and pain. She shouted, but no one heard her. Only Momo's young heart brought her into the dream. The world built with imagination is really beautiful. The fading sunset reflected her smiling face, and the wind was blowing gently. What is left between the shadows is Momo's flying skirt and youthful smile.

Momo is trying to live, smile and enjoy youth every day. However, the reality is always cruel, and DOG is terminally ill! The long railroad tracks tell Mo Mo that the last stop was in the past and we don't know the next stop. Spring here is not unique. Let the wings of dreams take you to heaven, where there is a voice and a mother!

Outside the window is bright sunshine, and the world is as beautiful as ever. Momo smiled and watched the birds fly into the blue sky. Wings give it freedom and hope. The breath of youth spreads to every corner. When the wind blows, you can hear the dream singing in a low voice. When the lights are on at night, you can see wings flying in the shadows. DOG sat in a hospital bed, feeling life with his eyes closed. Youth. Everything between heaven and earth is life given by youth. Youth and dreams will always be hidden in a place not far from Mo Mo and smile. The real fairy tale in Mo Mo's heart is her real happiness.

DOG always smiles at everyone and refuses people's sympathy except smiling. DOG is so strong, life is as short as summer flowers, and youth is fleeting. Even if it is too late to see the splendid scenery and enjoy her youth, she will raise her mouth and at least leave the brightest expression before she disappears, just like DOG. Momo had auditory hallucinations before she died. She heard her mother's call from heaven, so she grew a pair of wings and flew to her dream before she died. Momo's last smile melted into a landscape that never legs color. Her dream and life disappeared with the snow in the winter sunshine. The summer sunshine came, and the soil covered DOG's body. The sunshine in March was so dazzling that it stung her eyes. Because life is so cruel, we can only hide our sadness and continue to smile. Tomorrow is another sunny day! Youth will not die, dreams will not be lost, wings will not be broken, smile. ........

A DOG is with us, but her mother is gone and our parents are still here. The new era does not mean that we should ignore the love of our parents. Do you remember the past when you were a child?

Please enjoy an article in grade seven:

B days are like loaches in my hands. When I slipped, I became a slim girl. However, one thing that happened when I was a child has always been fixed in my heart.

"Her, you should go out to exercise. You can't always hold hands with your parents and snuggle up in their arms. " Dad touched my head and whispered. "I just went to the second grade!" I protested. "I know." There was no compromise in dad's words. "TV says there are many' old kidnappers' recently!" I pursed my lips, raised my head, raised my voice and stood on tiptoe. "I know." Dad speaks in the same tone as before. "Dad, you are too strict!" As soon as my nose is sour, my tears come down. "Go out when you go out, who is afraid of who!" "Mao-"I deliberately slammed the door loudly, as if even the room was shaking slightly.

I walked aimlessly in the street, cars came and went, those lights were dragged into strips of light on the road, and the neon lights in the surrounding shops were constantly changing and flashing. The trumpets, voices, footsteps, bicycle bells and deafening rock music from the video store next to me drowned me like a raging tide. I'm really scared. Grandma always told me that the "old kidnapper" would catch the child and cook it. Almost every day, I can hear adults say "Hold on tight. Don't get lost. I pulled up my neckline, hoping that the humid and warm air wouldn't make me so scared, but I was still trembling with fear.

"Dad is a real villain!" I thought angrily, "What parents let their children go out alone at such a young age?" Dad is so annoying! Always asking me to do so many difficult things. Looking at other people's children, parents are afraid of melting in their mouths and falling into their hands. Look at me. My parents are not nice to me at all. "The more I think about it, the sadder I feel, and the more I think about it, the more excited I am. These thoughts grow and entangle in my mind like vines, which makes me extremely painful. I murmured sadly, "I'm really not my father's own ..."

A cold wind blew and rolled up the golden leaves on the ground. Inadvertently turned around and suddenly saw a familiar figure not far behind him. It's dad!

Dad, has he followed me from the beginning?

dad ......

My dusty memory was suddenly opened, and the picture inside flooded my brain like a movie: I was sick, and my father stayed up all night to take care of me; I can't sleep at night, and my father is telling stories by the bed. I have to go to the toilet in the middle of the night, and my father gets up to accompany me. ......

These photos came to me like the tide, just like the sea.

"Dad ..." My nose is sour again, tears are swirling in my eyes, and then a drop falls on the back of my hand.

The golden leaves rolled up by the wind floated to the ground again.

In fact, many times, feeling father's love is like climbing a mountain. The higher the mountain, the more majestic it is. The harder it is for us to climb to the top, the harder it is to understand the true meaning of father's love, and the harder it is to see everything about father.

Father's love is so beautiful, but it is often ignored by us, just like these fallen leaves. The snow keeps falling, but the father loves silently. I will feel my father's deep and great love with my heart!

Oh, that time, I cried ......

A The flower season of life is the spring of life, beautiful but short-lived. As a middle school student, you should study hard, make continuous progress and find a sky of your own during this period. Teenagers are the hope of the motherland and the future of the nation. Everyone is the master of his own tomorrow.

B A philosopher once said, "I walked a lot in my dream and woke up in bed." It vividly tells us a truth: people can't live in dreamy ideals. Yes, people should not only have ideals, but also dream boldly, and work hard, lying in their ideals and waiting for a new beginning. If it is not only far away, even what they already have will be lost. Students, are you also wandering in your dreams?

A predecessors said well, "where there is a will, there is a way, and where there is no will, there is a way." The ambition of a person without ambition is a dream, which is the so-called "ideal". No matter how beautiful and perfect their blueprints are, they are just castles in the air and a mirage. Students, are you a person with long-term ambition or a person with eternal ambition?

B Finally, I want to end today's speech with a sentence from Liang Qichao: "Teenagers are wise, teenagers are rich, teenagers are strong, teenagers are progressive, teenagers are better than the land, so the country is better than the land." Let's sweat all the way, drink all the dust, chew all the hardships, and let youth continue to burn under the red flag; May every young man embrace his own ideals, ride the wind and waves in the voyage of life and forge ahead bravely!

Finally, I will give you my heart will continue.

A&B today's program is over, thank you!