3分钟英语散文朗读稿优秀篇(实用10篇)

3分钟英语散文朗读稿优秀篇（通用10篇）

3分钟英语散文朗读稿优秀篇 篇1

Love Your Life (热爱生活)

However mean your life is, meet it and live it; do not shun it and call it hard names.It is not so bad as you are.

It looks poorest when you are richest.The fault-finder will find faults in paradise. Love your life, poor as it is.

You may perhaps have some pleasant, thrilling, glorious hours, even in a poor-house. The setting sun is reflected from the windows of the alms-house as brightly as from the rich man's abode; the snow melts before its door as early in the spring. I do not see but a quiet mind may live as contentedly there, and have as cheering thoughts, as in a palace.

The town's poor seem to me often to live the most independent lives of any. Maybe they are simply great enough to receive without misgiving. Most think that they are above being supported by the town; but it often happens that they are not above supporting themselves by dishonest means. which should be more disreputable.

Cultivate poverty like a garden herb, like sage.Do not trouble yourself much to get new things, whether clothes or friends. Turn the old, return to them.

Things do not change; we change. Sell your clothes and keep your thoughts.

热爱生活

不论你的生活如何卑贱，你要面对它生活，不要躲避它，更别用恶言咒骂它。它不像你那样坏。

你最富有的时候，倒是看似最穷。爱找缺点的人就是到天堂里也能找到缺点。

你要爱你的生活，尽管它贫穷。甚至在一个济贫院里，你也还有愉快、高兴、光荣的时候。夕阳反射在济贫院的窗上，像身在富户人家窗上一样光亮;在那门前，积雪同在早春融化。我只看到，一个从容的人，在哪里也像在皇宫中一样，生活得心满意足而富有愉快的思想。

城镇中的穷人，我看，倒往往是过着最独立不羁的生活。也许因为他们很伟大，所以受之无愧。大多数人以为他们是超然的，不靠城镇来支援他们;可是事实上他们是往往利用了不正当的手段来对付生活，他们是毫不超脱的，毋宁是不体面的。

视贫穷如园中之花而像圣人一样耕植它吧!不要找新的花样，无论是新的朋友或新的衣服，来麻烦你自己。找旧的，回到那里去。

万物不变，是我们在变。你的衣服可以卖掉，但要保留你的思想。

3分钟英语散文朗读稿优秀篇 篇2

It is easy to describe success in terms of money, fame and reputation. But I believe that success is not external. I believe that success comes from within. My definition of success is to be true to yourself, and be true to others. That means, that you must cherish your personal ideal even in the face of adversity. I also believe that success is not discriminatory. Success is not restricted to such a class of people, in fact, it may be achieved by any person irrespective of his race, creed, gender and economic background. A good example of success is that of Beethoven. He is one of the world's most famous composers, yet he was deaf. He could not hear the majestic pieces of music that he created. Yet, in the face of this adversity, he was able to maintain his ideals--that of composing music.

To exemplify what success means to me, I pose a question to all of you. What brings us together here today? I believe that it is the beauty of the spoken word. The effect of pause and the sound of rhetoric are unique to the spoken word. I believe the beauty of the spoken word is even stronger for those who have difficulty in expressing themselves.

These people are reclusive and had their emotions hidden within them. I once went to Australia and I saw two pictures, Once was drawn by a normal child, the other was drawn by a child with social inhibitions. The picture drawn by the normal child was simple and plain. The other was life-like, full of details and imagination. What this shows is that these are ideas, emotions and feelings that are locked internally in thesechildren.

My ideal is to be the key, spreading the beauty of the spoken words to these children. These children have been neglected, but I feel that I can and should help these children to find themselves and be able to express themselves.

I realize that this is a difficult task, and there are many obstacles on the way. But I believe in my ideals and I will stick to them--even in the face of adversity. We should never have a premature abortion of ideals--let the child, let our ideals, stand the challenge. For a life without ideals is not living.

Thank you!

3分钟英语散文朗读稿优秀篇 篇3

If There Were No After Life

Whether there’s afterlife, the answer has never been the same. The atheists deny after life, believing that our life is no more than from the cradle to the grave. They may care about their illustrious names after death; they may feel attached to the affection of their offspring, but they never lay their hopes on their afterlife. They may also say that good will be rewarded with good, and evil with evil, but they don’t really believe any retribution in their after life.

However, in the religious world or among the superstitious people, the belief in afterlife is very popular. They do not only believe in afterlife, but thousands of reincarnations as well. In the mysterious world, there are the paradise and the hell, the celestial beings and the gods, the Buddha and the Bodhisattvas.

Maybe they really believed it, or maybe they just wanted to make use of people’s veneration, the ancient emperors always declared that they were the real dragons, the sons of God, while the royal ministers claimed to be the reincarnations of various constellations. But can the stars reincarnate?

Many people burn incense and kowtow, do good deeds and strive for virtues, not just for the present, but mainly to let God see their sincerity so as to be reborn into a better afterlife, or to achieve the highest enlightenment after several lives of practice. They do believe in afterlife. But I can’t help asking: Suppose there were no afterlife, would you still do good deeds and strive for virtues? And If God does not see what you are doing, would you still be so upright and selfless? If you work, not for serving the public and liberating the others, but just for a better afterlife of your own, isn’t it a little too selfish? Comparing with this kind of believers, those who don’t believe in afterlife, but still keep doing good deeds, are the most sincere and honest philanthropists, because they do them not for themselves but for other.

You may wonder if I believe in afterlife. My answer is: I know nothing about my previous life, so I dare not make improper comments on afterlife. But I do hope there’s afterlife! Because our present life is so short that so many things slip away before our proper understanding. I have so many dreams, so many wishes, so many ambitions, as well as so many regrets and concerns. If there were no afterlife, all of them will remain unrealized!

I’m not contented with the present commonplace life, I’m very much attached to the affections that should have been mine but have been washed away by the hurrying time, and I yearn for the perfection and maturity if I could start all over again. So believe it or not, I’d rather there were afterlife.

3分钟英语散文朗读稿优秀篇 篇4

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.

“You waiting 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 you up 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.

“Well， I didn't think so，” my father said， winking at my mother， “because when I saw Santa this morning， he told me that he was having trouble finding y’all， and he asked me if he could leave your toys at my house. We'll just go get them before I take you to the bus stop.”

All at once， the three children's faces lit up， and they began to bounce around in the back seat， laughing and chattering.

When we got out of the car at our house， the three children ran through the front door and straight to the toys that were spread out under our Christmas tree. One of the girls spied Jill's doll and immediately hugged it to her breast. I remember that the little boy grabbed Sharon’s ball. And the other girl picked up something of mine. All this happened a long time ago， but the memory of it remains clear. That was the Christmas when my sisters and I learned the joy of making others happy.

My mother noticed that the middle child was wearing a short-sleeved dress， so she gave the girl Jill's only sweater to wear.

My father invited them to join us at our grandparents' for Christmas dinner， but the parents refused. Even when we all tried to talk them into coming， they were firm in their decision.

Back in the car， on the way to Winborn， my father asked the man if he had money for bus fare.

His brother had sent tickets， the man said.

My father reached into his pocket and pulled out two dollars， which was all he had left until his next payday. He pressed the money into the man's hand. The man tried to give it back， but my father insisted. “It’ll be late when you get to Birmingham， and these children will be hungry before then. Take it. I've been broke before， and I know what it’s like when you can't feed your family.”

We left them there at the bus stop in Winborn. As we drove away， I watched out the window as long as I could， looking back at the little girl hugging her new doll.

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3分钟英语散文朗读稿优秀篇 篇5

In universities, students should take history courses no matter what field they study. Do you agree?

I disagree with it even though I do know history is important. I'm a student major in electricity. To be honest, I think there is little sense for students in university taking history courses no matter what field they study. Maybe many people would say, history is something left by our ancestors, so we shouldn't forget it. Yes, I agree with that. History need to be remembered. But in fact, we have been learning history from primary school. I really it's enough for people like me whose major has little relation to history. I just take history exam last year. For me, it was really a nightmare. I spent so much time on it and still can抰 remember all. Now that we're chosen engineering, I can't understand why we need and have to learn history again. The time spent on history learning should be used for our major courses.

3分钟英语散文朗读稿优秀篇 篇6

A little boy asked his mother: “Why are you crying?”

“Because I am a woman.” She told him.

“I don’t understand” he said.

His mum just hugged him and said: “And you never will.”

Later the little boy asked his father: “ Why does mother seem to cry for no reason?”

“All woman cry for no reason.” Was all his dad could say.

The little boy grow up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.

Finally he put in a call to God, when God got on the phone, he asked, “God, why do women cry so easily?”

God said: “ When I made the women, she had to be special. I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world; yet, gentle enough to give comfort.

I gave her inner strength to endure childbirth, and the rejections many times comes from her children.

I gave her hardness that allows her to keep going when everyone else gives up, and take care of her family through sickness and fatigue without complains.

“I gave her the sensitivity to love her children under any and all circumstances, even her children has hurt her very badly.

“I gave her strength to carry her husband through his faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his heart.”

“I gave her the wisdom to know that a good husband never hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strength and resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.”

“And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. That is her exclusively to use whenever it is needed.”

“You see the beauty of a women is not the clothes she wears, the figure she carries, or the way she combs her hair.”

“The beauty of a women must be seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where the love resides.

3分钟英语散文朗读稿优秀篇 篇7

I am the wind， the gentle wind; I am the clouds， the slow， drifting clouds; I am the water， the silent water; I am the mountains， the boundless mountains… If you so want， I will be the gentle wind that will wrap around your lonely spirit! If you so desire， I will be the slow， drifting clouds that will unquestioningly be your support! If you so wish， I will be that silent water， without a murmur， protecting you by your side. If you so will， I will love you unrelentingly， just like those boundless， unbroken mountain ranges and valleys! But， I regret I am not the wind and not able to take care of you. I hate that I am not the clouds and not able to bring you warmth; I pity myself that I am not the water and not able to be so pure; I am angry that I am not the mountains and not able to have my love will be as immovable as I would like. I can only be myself this time， my mortal， earthly self， my only self， the only self that I can ever hope to be. I thirst for love but I do not understand her deep mystery. I strive for transcendence but I would rather be silent and nameless. I want to be mature but I would rather remain innocent. I would like that she love me， but I do not know even if I truly love her! Endless searching， thirsting， striving， pursuing-where are my goals? Where is my future? In this mundane world， I am one lonely speck; in this universe I am a powerless particle of dust. My love， thought beautiful， is nothing great in itself. And so， I ask only to live as well as I can. In truth， there is no need to live one‘s life basking in glory， rising above men—— so long as one’s life has some value， has some security… Fearless and capricious， love will cause me great pain. Youth， transient and inconstant， will bring me loneliness. Work， busy and mindless， will make me lost. I am just searching for and waiting for some of that which shines， that which is radiant in life…

我是风，轻轻的风;我是云，缓缓的云;我是水，静静的水;我是山，连绵的山…… 如果你愿意，我愿做那轻轻的风抚慰着你寂寞的心灵!如果你愿意，我就是那缓缓的云从容地让你依偎!如果你愿意，我来做你身边静静的水默默地将你守护!如果你愿意，我将会不懈地爱你就象那连绵不断的山川! 我悔我不是风，因为我不够体贴;我恨我不是云，因为我不够温柔;我怨我不是水，因为我不够清澈;我怒我不是山，因为我的爱不够坚定…… 我只能做回自己，平凡的自己，唯一的自己，寻求中的自己。我渴望爱情但是却不懂她的深奥，我向往不平凡但是却甘愿默默无名。我追求成熟但是我宁愿单纯。我但愿她能喜欢我，但是我又不知道我是否喜欢她。寻求，渴望，向往，追求，哪里是我的目标和未来…… 俗世间我是孤独的一粒，宇宙间我是无为的尘埃，我的爱虽然美好，但并不伟大…… 所以我只是想好好的活着…… 其实人生未必要过的轰轰烈烈，出人头地，。只要过的有价值，活的很踏实…… 无畏的爱，会让我很痛苦;悸动的青春，会让我很寂寞;忙碌的工作，会让我容易迷茫…… 我只是在寻找，我亦是在等待英文散文朗诵4篇。生命中的璀璨光辉……

3分钟英语散文朗读稿优秀篇 篇8

i'm from class 6 ,my name is .it's my honor to speak here .i'm very glad to share my topic with you .do our own is my topic .

with the development of our society ,more and more people lose themselves ,and they don't know what they want to do ,they don't know what they are doing .how terrible !

for us ,we can't choose to be born ,we can't choose our parents ,we can't choose the country of our birth ,we can't choose the time of our death ,but we can choose how to face our life :happy or unhappy ,positive or negative . what is important , what we should do and what we shouldn't do ,we can decide by ourselves. no matter how we choose and decide ,all of these are made by us .so don't care too much about what others think of you ,only do yourself and make yourself.

let's do a heart ,let's live in the sunshine,let our life be more meaningful,do we want to do ,do what we do ,do our own .

that's all ,thank you for your listening

3分钟英语散文朗读稿优秀篇 篇9

Let me begin my speech with a replay of scenes familiar to most, if not all, of those present here today.

"Mum, I'm sorry, but I need 3,000 yuan for my tuition this year."

"Mum, it is my friend's birthday tomorrow, I must buy her a present."

"Mum, this jacket was out of fashion long ago, would you do me a favor? "

Take. Take. Take. The relationship between a mother and a child always seems to follow such a pattern. I know my mother is always there for me, providing me with everything I need; from food to clothing, from tuition to pocket money. I never thought twice about all she did until one day she said, "Will there be a time that you'll say you have taken enough from me? "

Like a child endlessly asking, we humans, throughout history, have been continually demanding what we desire from nature. We enjoy the comfort and beauty of our furniture, yet we never bother to think about the serious soil erosion caused by deforestation. We take it for granted that we must warm ourselves in winter times, yet we seldom realize the burning away of precious natural resources. We appreciate all the prosperity from the development of modern industry, yet few would give the slightest consideration to the global air and water pollution caused by industrial wastes. Our ruthless exploitation has permanently impaired our mother earth. As we tragically learned from last summer's floods. we cannot continue our carelessness.

Finally, standing here at the threshold of the 21st century, we cannot help thinking of our posterity. Nature is not only the mother of the present generation, but also the mother of the generations to come.

How severely our descendents will criticize us if we leave them a barren and lifeless mother? How much more they will appreciate us if we give them a world of harmony to inherit? Let us start respecting and caring for nature from now on. Let us start the campaign of creating a mutually beneficial relationship between people and nature right from this moment. With this new start, I firmly believe, that our children, and our children's children will live in a brand new age of green trees, clean air, crystal water, blue sky and an even more promising world!

3分钟英语散文朗读稿优秀篇 篇10

Do I Need To Like Myself?

Yes! People who don't like themselves are a pain in the neck!

Usually, people with a poor self-image use one of two irritating strategies. They either:

a) criticize you a lot or

b) they criticize themselves a lot.

STRATEGY A: They criticize you a lot. They figure that by criticizing other people they can feel better about themselves.

Let's take Fred, who feels inferior. Fred thinks he has a big nose and piggy eyes. He also secretly feels a bit stupid.

So what's his strategy to feel better about himself? He criticizes all his friends. He has names for them like “Flathead”, “Chicken Legs” and “Dogbrain”. Whenever someone else makes a mistake, he announces it to the whole class. (He probably doesn't even realize he criticizes people—or why he does it.)

If you have parents, friends or brothers and sisters who don't like themselves—they might criticize you and everyone around them. Just remember that they criticize you because they have a problem. If you remember that they are actually hurting inside, you won't get so upset by their behaviour.

STRATEGY B: Some people who don't like themselves criticize themselves a lot. They use reverse psychology...

Take Mary who doesn't like herself. She's always telling you, “You are prettier than me. You are smarter. Nobody likes me.” She's hoping that you will reply, “No Mary! You are clever. You are beautiful.” After a while, people like Mary get on your nerves!

In a nutshell

When we don't like ourselves, we irritate other people. We also put ourselves through a lot of stress. When we accept ourselves a little better, we don't play these games.

How Can I Like Myself﹖

In our hearts, most of us believe we should be doing better. We think that we should have gotten higher grades. We want to be popular and hang out with the “in” crowd. We feel we don't measure up to our parents' expectations. Our parents help to confirm this idea when they ask, “Why can't you be more like your brother?”

Whenever you are feeling low, be your own best friend. Accept that, up to now, you have lived your life the best way you know how. No one sets out to screw up their life! Like anyone, you've done the odd stupid thing. With more information you'll likely do better in the future.

Liking yourself means forgiving yourself. If you have made some serious mistakes, if you have hurt some people—and yourself—feeling guilty won't help.

If you are feeling guilty about something, you have already suffered enough. Being guilty for another six months won't help anybody.

Forget perfection and aim for improvement.

It's a funny thing. When you forgive yourself for your own mistakes, you automatically begin to let others off the hook for the same things.

“But I'm Not Brilliant...”

You might look at yourself and say, “I'm not as beautiful as my sister, I'm not as talented as my friends and I'm not brilliant at anything! How can I feel good about me?”

Fact: Nobody is good at everything and most of us have those thoughts!

But here's the lowdown! Talent and beauty are very useful—but there are plenty of talented and beautiful people around whom we don't necessarily admire. And some of them are a pan in the butt!

The qualities most of us value above all others are honesty, courage, persistence, generosity and humility. Take a look at this list and you'll find something interesting. You aren't born with these things. You develop them. Anyone can have them! If you want self-respect, and respect from others, you don't have to be an Einstein or a super-model.

You simply work at developing your own honesty, determination, generosity, humility and courage. It is called “character”.

In a nutshell

How you feel about yourself is in your hands.

非得喜欢自己吗?

确实如此!不喜欢自己的人很讨厌!

通常，自我感觉不好的人会采用两种策略，要么老是挑剔别人，要么总是挑剔自己。

策略一：老是挑剔别人。他们以为挑别人的错就能自我感觉良好。

比如说弗雷德吧，他就觉得自己不如别人。弗雷德感到自己长了一个大鼻子、两只猪眼睛，还暗自感觉脑子有点笨。

那他想感觉好一点怎么办呢?于是就挑所有朋友的毛病，给他们起一些怪名字，什么“平头”啊，“鸡腿”啊，“狗脑”啊等等。每当有人犯错误，他就对全班同学宣布。 (他很可能压根儿就没意识到在批评别人，或者为什么要这么做。)

如果你父母、朋友或兄弟姊妹不喜欢自己，他们可能挑剔你和身边的每一个人。请记住，他们挑剔你是因为他们有问题。其实他们内心有伤痛，记住这一点，你就不会对他们的行为感到特别心烦了。

策略二：有些不喜欢自己的人老说自己不好。他们的心理正好相反。

拿玛丽来说吧，她就不喜欢自己。她总对别人说，“你比我漂亮。你比我聪明。谁都不喜欢我。”她心里其实希望对方这样回答，“不对，玛丽!你很聪明，很漂亮。”不用多久，玛丽这种人就会令人生厌。

简言之

不喜欢自己，就会去烦别人。同时自身也会承受很大的压力。对自己好一点，就不会去玩那些烦人的把戏了。

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。只要看看这一串词语，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。