以夢想為題的三分鐘演講稿（精選8篇）
以夢想為題的三分鐘演講稿 篇1
夢想，每一個(gè)人都擁有。不同的夢想就會(huì)有不同的人生，不同的人生就會(huì)有不同的終點(diǎn)。
我的夢想很多，似乎每一個(gè)年齡階段都有一個(gè)夢想，很難從中挑出一個(gè)作為最終的夢想。到長大我才明白，小時(shí)候所謂的夢想只是腦海中天真的想象，并不實(shí)際。真正的夢想是要有：
堅(jiān)定不移的目標(biāo)
在走向夢想的道路時(shí)，心中都有一個(gè)目標(biāo)，它帶領(lǐng)我們一步一步地走向夢想的頂峰�？蛇@個(gè)目標(biāo)如果不堅(jiān)定，就只能原地踏步。就像擺在面前的無數(shù)條路，你必須選擇一條永不后悔的路。
弗羅斯特說過，“一片樹林里分出兩條路--而我選擇了人跡更少的一條，從此決定了我一生的道路。”這句話正是要告訴我們面對自己的人生道路要堅(jiān)定，走了下去，就不能回頭。夢想也一樣，它決定了你的一生，所以在面對目標(biāo)的選擇時(shí)，要慎重，因?yàn)橐粋�(gè)錯(cuò)誤的目標(biāo)會(huì)帶你走上不歸路。
樂觀積極的心態(tài)
夢想，是我們美好的向往�？晌覀冊谙蛲耐瑫r(shí)，也會(huì)知道，它離我們很遙遠(yuǎn)，要經(jīng)歷許多的磨難才能到達(dá)它的頂峰。如果我們不保持樂觀積極的心態(tài)，就難以通過難關(guān)的考驗(yàn)。
面對一切打擊，都要用最好的面貌去迎接。不要?dú)怵H，更不要放棄。即使它帶給你致命的打擊，也要樂觀的去面對。因?yàn)橹挥羞@樣，才能使夢想的距離離我們更近!
鍥而不舍的意志
在開往夢想的旅程中，會(huì)有很多很多的絆腳石和困難，大多數(shù)人會(huì)因?yàn)槟切├щy的打擊而放棄自己向往的殿堂，只有那少數(shù)人能夠臨危不懼的面對困難。即使在這條路上你會(huì)失去很多東西，但只要堅(jiān)持不懈，鍥而不舍的走下去，你就會(huì)獲得的更多，更豐富的精神財(cái)富。
一旦放棄，就再也不能實(shí)現(xiàn)自己的夢想;一旦放棄，之前一切的付出都會(huì)毀于一旦;一旦放棄，就只能驚羨地看著那些面對困難永不低頭的勇者享受著別人給他們的掌聲;一旦放棄，我們的人生就不再有意義!
即使每個(gè)人都有不同的夢想，但是他們的困難都一樣艱巨。人生不可能萬事如意，總會(huì)有起起伏伏。但只要我們堅(jiān)信自己能夠步入夢想的殿堂，就必定成功!
我們的夢想不一定是最好的，但是它是我們內(nèi)心深處的美好的向往。所以在通往夢想的這條路中，就算受到再大的傷害，也不要輕易放棄。相信自己中有一天能夠?qū)崿F(xiàn)自己的夢想。
讓我們一起為之奮斗，放飛夢想!
以夢想為題的三分鐘演講稿 篇2
Good morning：
Dear teachers and close friends.I’m very glad to stand here to share my speech with you.Today I’m going to talk about dreams.
Everyone has a dream.
Martin Luther King had a dream—and we can all recall his Civil Rights Speech.Phil Knight had a dream—and now the whole world knows his Nike Slogan“Just Do It”！
I also have a dream，but not only a simple one.
When I was in primary school，my dream was that I would be a doctor when I grew up.I’ll be the first person who produces a new
medicine.This kind of medicine can make teachers relax when they are busy correcting their students’ exercises and preparing their lessons.Because one day when I woke up at midnight，I found my father，a senior Chinese teacher，was still busy with his work.I was deeply moved.I wish my father could be healthy and relaxed every minute.
Now I’m a senior Grade Two student，all my classmates and I are working hard，we all know the College Entrance Examination which will come next year is a big problem for us.We must study harder and harder in order to go to a good university，then when we finish our school，we can find a good job in society.My dream is also that.Though now I’m not good at study，I’ll try my best.
I know fantasy is hard to come true，bue dream can.
I’ll work hard for my dreams，I’ll never give up.
以夢想為題的三分鐘演講稿 篇3
尊敬的老師，同學(xué)們：
大家好!今天我演講的題目是《最初的夢想》。
童年，我喜歡爬山，學(xué)牧童吹笛;我喜歡玩水，學(xué)男孩作派;我喜歡游戲，男一女類都玩;我喜歡運(yùn)動(dòng)，跳繩和皮筋。然而對于何為夢想?直到入學(xué)后，在老師的教導(dǎo)下，在長輩的關(guān)愛下，夢想似乎就是成為一名成績出眾的好學(xué)生，我也努力認(rèn)真，自然是實(shí)現(xiàn)了夢想的犀利孩，但這樣的夢想總是缺少了點(diǎn)內(nèi)涵。
少年，當(dāng)稍我懂事時(shí)，我才有了夢的雛形。文字有種特別的吸引力，我也愿意把時(shí)間花在看連環(huán)畫、故事會(huì)上，少年時(shí)的文字夢就一直這樣的做著，影響了我以后的成長的道路。
青年，文字的夢逐漸從青澀走向成熟，然而學(xué)業(yè)上的兩次失敗，使我的文字夢漸行漸遠(yuǎn)，我也嘗試過用寫作來療解成長的煩惱。的確，當(dāng)文字得到了別人的肯定時(shí)，我歡欣過，而當(dāng)我追求另一個(gè)高度時(shí)，我常常陷入悲望。幸好我看過《史記》，列傳里的英雄人物個(gè)個(gè)都飽受過不同程度的磨難和失敗，才實(shí)現(xiàn)了夢想。而我和他們一樣又不一樣，都有權(quán)利做夢，但我沒有堅(jiān)韌不撥的毅力。有挫折的夢一放入歷史當(dāng)中比較，便淹沒了當(dāng)初的悲望。這點(diǎn)痛不算什么，我們本來就是在和煩惱作對的，人生的意義和價(jià)值才能夠體現(xiàn)，文字夢迫使我去理解人生，迫使我面對苦難，我就慢慢脫變成熟。同時(shí)也學(xué)會(huì)了享受文字夢。
如今，這個(gè)文字夢依然再做，有空時(shí)跑圖書館，學(xué)習(xí)寫作的技巧，培養(yǎng)藝術(shù)欣賞能力，也嘗試過把文章投往知名雜志，總是悲多喜少，我忍受失敗的承受力就越來越強(qiáng)。當(dāng)然我繼繼努力，成為作家的夢也許還有很長的一段路要走，但成為直正的業(yè)余寫手卻只有一步之遙。我已經(jīng)在悲望中看到了希望。
最初的夢想一直與我的成長同行，雖然童年親近山水的夢是不自覺的，是本性使然，誰又能說我不是在做文字的夢，有位作家說過：“山水是大地的文章，讀懂了山水便學(xué)會(huì)了寫文章�！闭嫦�!我正在做的最初的夢想竟然具有無意識性、被迫性和自覺性。這就是夢的三要素啊，原來我對成長的理解，我對人生的思考，就是在這三要素的內(nèi)驅(qū)下完成的。
這簡直太完整、太完美了，我要向最初的夢想致敬!
我的演講結(jié)束，謝謝大家!
以夢想為題的三分鐘演講稿 篇4
夢想是什么?是一朵絢爛、美麗、長開不敗的春花。它婀娜多姿，隨風(fēng)婆娑起舞，月光下還留下了嬌小的影子。
夢想是什么?是一眼泉水，一眼長流不息的泉水。朱熹有曰：“問渠那得清如許，為有源頭活水來。”所以說：夢想如泉是純潔的，不加一絲功利色彩。
夢想是什么?是一座高而險(xiǎn)的山。只有銳意進(jìn)取，不懈奮斗，永不停息，才有可能登上最高最美的頂峰。
夢想是什么?是一只海燕。在心靈的海面上驕傲的翱翔，是一種美、一種積極。
夢想是什么?是一彎新月，是缺憾。不是所有的夢想都會(huì)實(shí)現(xiàn)，失望和不完滿才是它的大部分。正因?yàn)槿绱宋覀儾排ψ屗隄M、沒有缺憾。
夢想是什么?是好多好多的山，過了這一座還有那一座，真是“正入萬山圈子里，一山放過一山攔。”但是，我們沒有放棄，我們深信在山的那邊，是海，是廣闊無邊的海。
夢想是什么?是回環(huán)曲折的小路。常常會(huì)走出正確的路線，但只要把持住自己，就不會(huì)誤入歧途。
夢想是什么?是虛無漂渺的天上的街市。也許它本身就很可笑，本身就不可能實(shí)現(xiàn)，但是在一個(gè)孩子的稚嫩的心田里，在一顆天真的純潔的童心面前，夢想是快樂、幸福和美好，是一種向往。
夢想是什么?只有我們自己知道，只有自己體會(huì)的到。因?yàn)槿松穆飞希o我們許多感悟!
以夢想為題的三分鐘演講稿 篇5
當(dāng)星星爬滿深藍(lán)色的夜空時(shí)，群星點(diǎn)點(diǎn)，但唯有那北斗星為人們指引方向。而夢想，就像那北斗星一樣，指引著我人生的方向。
在追夢的旅途中，無人能一帆風(fēng)順，總會(huì)遇到各種各樣的坎坷和挫折，我們要學(xué)會(huì)勇敢地面對困難，向自己的夢想不斷努力。
每個(gè)人都有自己的夢想，我的夢想就是好好學(xué)習(xí)，將來考上好大學(xué)，做一個(gè)對社會(huì)有用的人。蘇格拉底曾說過：“世界上最快樂的事，莫過于為理想而奮斗。”是啊，一個(gè)人有了夢想，便會(huì)向著夢想不斷努力，旅途中獲得的喜悅和收獲，不就是追夢的道路上最快樂的事嗎?為了夢想而努力，你的人生將會(huì)變得更加精彩!
在我追求夢想的道路上，坎坷和挫折是難免的：每次成績測試，我總拿不到自己理想的成績，雖然不會(huì)太差，也不會(huì)太糟糕，但我每當(dāng)看到別的同學(xué)的卷紙上寫著又大又紅的“98”、“99”、“100”時(shí)，我是很多羨慕他們啊!他們的好成績好像每次都是信手拈來，又每次總是那樣滿心喜悅。而，我的試卷上卻有幾個(gè)刺眼的錯(cuò)號，看著那些錯(cuò)號，它們仿佛在嘲笑我、譏諷我。我曾一次次地尋找原因，并發(fā)誓通過自己的努力，讓那些嘲笑和譏諷我的錯(cuò)號從我的試卷上永遠(yuǎn)消失。書山有路勤為徑，學(xué)海無涯苦作舟。我相信只要努力，心懷夢想，就一定可以到達(dá)勝利的彼岸。
每個(gè)人都有自己的夢想，只要我們的夢想能持久，就一定能成為現(xiàn)實(shí)!
以夢想為題的三分鐘演講稿 篇6
Dreams are the best wishes of our hearts, we strive for the goal, is our motivation. A dream in life is bright, is wonderful. Everyone has their own dreams heart, but most people feel that their dream is just a dream, it must be like and not illusory and, therefore it buried deep in my heart, not even the ground-breaking opportunity To it, so that the dream how beautiful and fragrant flowers it bears flowers.
I think the teacher is very sacred, very great. Is the teacher, the education of a naive child to a respect for teachers, aware of the boy; a teacher, bring a child into a playful inquisitive, a good student strive for excellence. Teachers with the knowledge nectar, the students poured the ideal flowers open, with the heart of the springs run education students in the United States sentiment fruit. If the students compared to the flowers, that teacher is a gardener, teacher leaves the flowers pruning shears, fertilizer, weed and make the flowers grow. If the students lost compared to the lamb, and that the teacher is guiding people who, teachers direction for the students to enable students to clarify their direction. So, my dream is to be a teacher. Teachers to the motherland and the people trained personnel to contribute. A child, I had many dreams, there is a beautiful literary dreams, a colorful star dreams, there are wonderful designers dream. Growing up, I am constantly learning from, and found my real dream, and found that for the motherland and the people to contribute to the dream, that is, as a teacher.
I know, no matter how brilliant it is only words of wisdom and passion of the moment, only to learn the road to success is to open in the flowers. So, I will study hard, work hard to achieve my dream and work hard. I believe that the dream though very far away, but as long as the stick to action to realize there will be one day!
以夢想為題的三分鐘演講稿 篇7
尊敬的老師、同學(xué)們：
大家好!
雨后的天空即使沒有彩虹，我也一樣可以走向天空的彼岸。
人生是一場馬拉松，越到最后便越能看出一個(gè)人的毅力和堅(jiān)強(qiáng)。為了夢想，我們奔跑著，一路揮灑我們的汗水;為了夢想，我們堅(jiān)持著，手握著那一份可貴的執(zhí)著大步邁開雙腿;為了夢想，我們努力著，迎著初升的朝陽擁抱明天……然而，在追夢的路上，失敗、挫折不斷地阻撓著我們，身邊人們懷疑的目光處處包圍著我們，能沖破這重重阻礙到達(dá)終點(diǎn)的，又有多少人呢?雖然很艱難，但我想做那其中的一個(gè)。
我想成為一名作家，哪怕居無定所、四處漂泊。哪怕只是一個(gè)小小的流浪作家我也心滿意足。我想呆在世界的某一個(gè)角落，陽光能夠照耀到的舒適的角落里安安靜靜地寫作，用我的筆書寫一個(gè)個(gè)寧靜卻又轟轟烈烈的青春故事，而已。但是，雖然如此，我還是在向著那的結(jié)局不斷努力著，前進(jìn)著。我想要看見成功時(shí)滿地的鮮花和人們的聲聲祝福，我會(huì)把我最美好的心愿寫在藍(lán)天的臉上，我要讓在這片藍(lán)天下的所有人都看見我的愿望。
做到這樣很難嗎?不，其實(shí)很簡單，只要向著一個(gè)你認(rèn)定的方向執(zhí)著地走下去，總有一天你會(huì)看見等待在那里的你想要的一切美麗的東西。你會(huì)看見你的家人臉上溢滿幸福，他們以你為自豪，以你為驕傲!那時(shí)的你，會(huì)面帶自信的微笑面對世界，然后大聲地說：“我做到了，我是成功者!”
追尋夢想的途中，孤單、寂寞總是無時(shí)無刻不在包圍著你。離開了家，我們踏上征途，又有誰可以依靠呢?可以依靠的當(dāng)然只有我們自己。不要覺得傷心難過，當(dāng)你有時(shí)間黯然神傷，你的競爭對手早已在遠(yuǎn)方給你拋下一個(gè)嘲笑般的背影。你要咬著牙告訴自己：就算全世界都不能給予你任何幫助，你也可以堅(jiān)強(qiáng)地一直走下去!是的，無論如何，最可靠的、最值得信賴的、最值得依賴的人始終是你自己，你要記住這一點(diǎn)。
有時(shí)悲傷和挫敗就像鋪天蓋地的大雨，在你的世界里肆虐。風(fēng)雨過后，也許并沒有美麗的七色彩虹祝你一臂之力，但不要為此停留，要相信你的力量勝過一切，我們會(huì)憑著自己的實(shí)力走向天空的彼岸!
逐夢，請不要停下你的腳步。
謝謝大家!
以夢想為題的三分鐘演講稿 篇8
Martin Luther King, Jr.: "I Have a Dream"
I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.
Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we've come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the "unalienable Rights" of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds."
But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.
We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.
The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.
We cannot walk alone.
And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.
We cannot turn back.
There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until "justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream."¹
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of you have come from areas where your quest -- quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. 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 slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.
Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.
And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.
I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.
I have a dream today!
I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."²
This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.
With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning:
My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.
Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride,
From every mountainside, let freedom ring!
And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.
And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.
Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.
Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of
Pennsylvania.
Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.
But not only that:
Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.
From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:
Free at last! free at last!
Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!