怎样才能喜欢自己?

内心里，大多数人都认为自己应该比现在强。我们认为考试分数应该再高一些。我们想受人欢迎，跟那些“时髦的”人在一起。我们感到达不到父母的期望。父母也证实了这一点。他们会问，“你就不能向你哥哥多学一点?”

无论何时你感觉不良，你要做自己最亲密的朋友。要承认到目前为止，你是在以你所知的最佳方式生活。谁都不会成心破坏自己的生活。你跟别人一样做了些奇怪而愚蠢的事。你如果知道得多一些，将来就会做得好一些。

喜欢自己意味着原谅自己。如果你犯了严重的错误，如果你伤害了别人，伤害了自己，内疚是不管用的。

如果你为某事感到内疚，你已经受到了足够的折磨。再内疚半年，对人对己都无济于事。

忘记完善，立志改善

这是很有趣的一件事。一旦你原谅自己的过错，就会自动不再追究别人同样的错误。

“但是我不很出色……”

你也许会将自己审视一番，说，“我没姐姐那么漂亮，也没朋友那么聪明，我哪方面都不出色!叫我怎么感觉良好?”

事实是：没有谁是万能的，而且大多数人都有你这种想法。

不过真相是这样的!才智和美貌很有用，但是聪明漂亮的人我们并不一定就羡慕，这样的人在我们周围大有人在。再说有些人不过是徒有虚名而已!

大多数人最看重的品质是诚实、勇敢、顽强、慷慨和谦逊。只要看看这一语，就能发现一件有趣的事。这些品质不是与生俱来的，是后天培养的。人人都能拥有!想自重并受人尊重，不一定非得是爱因斯坦或超级名模。

你只需努力培养自己的诚实、坚毅、慷慨、谦逊和勇敢就行了。这就叫“品格”。

简言之

自我感觉如何全看你如何把握。

英语演讲稿3分钟简单好背的精选5

i love sport.

Sport is something that everyone can enjoy. It can be played by individuals and as a team.

there are many type of sport, the most common ones are basketball, tennis, table tennis, netball, swimming and a lot of others that i can't possibly name.

i bet no one on this world can name all of them

The reason why sport is so popular for all age groups is because Sport help us to a healthier and fitter body and life.

Everyone wants to stay health and fit, so they won't be sick very often. Sport always help our body function properly and build muscles.

i believe many people love sport. those who doesn;t like sport, may i suggest yoto try one of two.

it is a chance to exercise and be health and fit.During sport, yocan make new friends and feel the team spirt.

SO come on and have fun!

英语演讲稿3分钟简单好背的精选6

Christmas Morning

light drizzle was falling as my sister Jill and I ran out of the Methodist Church， eager to get home and play with the presents that Santa had left for us and our baby sister， Sharon. Across the street from the church was a Pan American gas station where the Greyhound bus stopped. It was closed for Christmas， but I noticed a family standing outside the locked door， huddled under the narrow overhang in an attempt to keep dry. I wondered briefly why they were there but then forgot about them as I raced to keep up with Jill.

Once we got home， there was barely time to enjoy our presents. We had to go off to our grandparents' house for our annual Christmas dinner. As we drove down the highway through town， I noticed that the family was still there， standing outside the closed gas station.

My father was driving very slowly down the highway. The closer we got to the turnoff for my grandparents' house， the slower the car went. Suddenly， my father U-turned in the middle of the road and said， “I can’t stand it!”

“What?” asked my mother.

“It's those people back there at the Pan Am， standing in the rain. They’ve got children. It's Christmas. I can’t stand it.”

When my father pulled into the service station， I saw that there were five of them： the parents and three children — two girls and a small boy.

My father rolled down his window. “Merry Christmas，” he said.

“Howdy，” the man replied. He was very tall and had to stoop slightly to peer into the car.

Jill， Sharon， and I stared at the children， and they stared back at us.

“Yowaiting on the bus?” my father asked.

The man said that they were. They were going to Birmingham， where he had a brother and prospects of a job.

“Well， that bus isn't going to come along for several hours， and you’re getting wet standing here. Winborn's just a couple miles up the road. They’ve got a shed with a cover there， and some benches，” my father said. “Why don't y'all get in the car and I’ll run youp there.”

The man thought about it for a moment， and then he beckoned to his family. They climbed into the car. They had no luggage， only the clothes they were wearing. Once they settled in， my father looked back over his shoulder and asked the children if Santa had found them yet. Three glum faces mutely gave him his answer.