励志英语演讲稿

　　It suddenly began to rain. I was still walking leisurely along the pathwhen I saw a white thing on the path. Walking past, it was only a woundedbutterfly. It was struggling to climb up the water hole in the grass with itsslender legs. There was a picture in front of me: the big raindrops fellinexorably, and a white butterfly flapped its wings. The raindrops hit him. Itcouldn't fly, but it didn't stop. It's been flying... Finally, he found a grassthat could shelter from the rain. The butterfly then stopped. However, thebutterfly was so weak that he accidentally fell into a nearby puddle. The rainstopped and it went on and on. Because it knows that there is a new startingpoint for climbing. Looking at it, a kind of inexplicable sadness welled up inmy heart. I quickly picked up the butterfly and put it in my hands, holding himto a sunny rock. I watched it silently. After a while, the butterfly's wingswere dry. Slowly, his wings flew up. The white butterfly flew around me for aweek, as if to thank me. It seems to say to me, "you have to work hard to makeprogress toward tomorrow's new starting point!" The butterfly slowly flew away,leaving me infinite ream. Yes, the starting point is in front. On the wayforward, no matter how hard it is, you must keep trying and never give upeasily. Because every tomorrow is a new beginning, a new path.

　　I think: we are from a starting line to the other starting line, thebeginning of the life of a beautiful life. Let us move towards a new startingpoint, the struggle of life, no regrets.