父親節(jié)國旗下英語演講稿（通用3篇）

父親節(jié)國旗下英語演講稿 篇1

　　Flowers are a wonderful gift of nature. Everyone likes them. Flowers portray love, happiness, joy and all the other positive emotions. Since time immemorial flowers have been an integral part of every celebration and festival.

　　But there has been a misconception. Flowers are mainly associated with feminine gender. It is forgotten that men to have a soft side to them. Gift your father a bouquet of flowers on Father's Day and he surely will be overjoyed. Flowers, especially architectural and bold like tropical flowers, which are masculine, long lasting, tall and sturdy like the fathers usually are, can be given. White and Red Rose are known to be the official flowers of Father's Day. People wear a white rose to honor a father who has deceased and a red rose for a father who is living.

　　Men love bright, hot, bold and aggressive colors like yellows, oranges, purples and reds and the arrangements that they go for are mostly the linear ones that are in sync with their organized, calculating mind. They also love the natural and contemporary floral bouquets that are stylish and trendy. One may opt for roses, daisies or exotic flowers, if only one keeps the color theme in mind. Vivid red roses and yellow daisies are loved by most men and thus make ideal flowers to be gifted on Father's Day

父親節(jié)國旗下英語演講稿 篇2

　　Millions of words are to be told you, my father, but I have no idea where to start. In my heart, deep respect, affection and appreciation towards you are really beyond words of description…

　　You are always like a mighty mountain, carrying the world on your shoulders. You are always like a broad river, embracing all happiness and sorrow to your bosom. You are always like a solid bridge, assisting me to go through tribulations and hardships. You are always like a firm boat, taking me across all the storms and waves in life…

　　As a father, you are successful, for you have brought your two daughters into successes envied by others. As a husband, you are admirable, for you have been taking good care of your tender wife all the year round. As a son, you are famous and adorable, for you have been so kind to your parents and your wife’s that everyone around turned up their thumbs on you. And as a doctor, you are regretless, for all the folks in the town think highly of your medical techniques and ethics. But how could you be so miserable with your own son?

　　When all the village folks came to bid the last farewell to your son, you squatted there as if you were crawling on the ground. You said you had done everything in that way just for the sake of saving our mother, you said you hadn’t expected it like that and you said…

　　So I came to believe that the HEAVEN is jealous of the real talents, and I thought that your son was trying to escape from this earthly world in front of his seventy-year-old grandmother…

　　However, it was too late. How much did it take you to send your little son -- apple of your eye, pride of your soul -- to the hearse with your own hands? It was October according to the solar calendar, but how came light snow was descending from the sky and all the village folks were coming to see him off?

　　All of a sudden, a happy and harmonious family collapsed, and my mother broke down and meanwhile I was adopted by the most famous school -- No. 1 High School…

　　I didn’t know how you managed to cure my mother’s illness, I didn’t know how you made your lonely way, and I even didn’t know how you alone supported the whole family which almost broke into pieces…

　　When our mother came to a bit, you always told me all the heart-broken stories of your wife as kind of humorous ones. I was startled on hearing them, but you always put smiles on your face. I cannot remember how many times you smoked hard when you were alone. Obviously you were lost in the meditation of the agony and endless yearn…

　　Three years later, when my advice note of college matriculation flew into your hands, a smile of happiness and satisfaction burst on your face, and that was the only time ever since my brother went on his way three years before…

　　As your little daughter, a copy of you, my dear father, I was the only pride you’d like to boast and the only source where you derived all your happiness in those three years. But only your little daughter knew what it meant for you to lose such a remarkable and excellent son in the feudal atmosphere at that time. And only your little daughter knew what would brought to the family with her every single word or deed. She knew what it meant to fail in the college entrance examinations, and she knew no one else was bestowed the great responsibility of reviving the family. Therefore, she was determined to succeed in the examinations…

　　I still remember how relieved and satisfied you were when you saw me off at the bus station. Maybe it was I that reignited your hope of life. Anyway my mother recovered from her illness, and our family returned to the good lifestyle of long time before.

　　And I can feel that every time you see my daughter -- your granddaughter, your healthy and lovely granddaughter, you are filled with the passion of life…

　　Your daughter has recently bought an apartment, and this is greater news to you, for you know that life is changing for the better and even better…

　　It is Father’s Day today. Hereby your daughter presents you a song of Father to express my blessings to you and my mother for an eternity in life of happiness and health…

父親節(jié)國旗下英語演講稿 篇3

　　父親不是偉人，只是一位老實(shí)憨厚的農(nóng)民。父親很平凡，相貌平平。常年在太陽下干活，無情的太陽已把他的臉烤成了古銅色，這也許是歲月留給他的印記。父親的性格孤閉，不言表達(dá)。父愛如大海般深沉。只有用心體會(huì)父愛，才懂得父愛的力量。

　　小時(shí)候，父親在我的心中永遠(yuǎn)那么偉大。雖然父親所做的事不能驚天地，泣鬼神。他只是本本分分做好自己應(yīng)該做的，有心血與汗水支撐著一個(gè)幸福美滿的家庭。年少無知的我，總是把父親當(dāng)做一匹駿馬，喜歡騎在父親的脖子上，給我的童年留下了揮之不去的美好記憶。歲月如梭，光陰已悄悄把父親的青春偷走。白發(fā)一天天往上爬，當(dāng)無意間觸摸父親那雙歷盡滄桑的雙手，粗糙的像松樹皮一樣。再看看父親的背影瘦弱如柴你弱不禁風(fēng)的樣子;再看看家里七上八下的藥瓶恍然大悟父親為這個(gè)家付出了太多辛酸;病魔消瘦了父親的身軀，父親的身軀不在那么挺拔。此情此景令我有些不安分。

　　夜是那么的愜意，流星劃過動(dòng)人的旋律。腦海中不知不覺浮現(xiàn)自己小時(shí)候和父親一起干活的畫面。我是成事不足，敗事有余。只會(huì)給父親幫倒忙，很多時(shí)候父親在勞作，我則在田間嬉戲。單純的我是那么的無拘無束。天真的我常常對父親說：爸爸長大以后我要掙很多很多的錢，讓你不再這么辛苦勞累。父親的嘴角總掛著絲絲微笑，撫摸我的額頭對我說：傻孩子。而如今看到的是父親日益蒼老的臉，日益佝僂的背，日益霜霜白的鬢發(fā)，日益蹣跚笨拙的腳步。父親已經(jīng)老了。

　　伴隨著夜的睡眠曲我漸漸進(jìn)入了夢鄉(xiāng)，在夢里我看到了父親正迎著朝陽耕種;看見父親行走在稻香撲鼻的田間，臉上印著豐收的喜悅，用汗水灌溉我的健康成長。只可惜是一場夢，歲月不饒人。

　　失敗里有父親的安慰和鼓勵(lì);成功時(shí)父親讓我明白虛心使人進(jìn)步，驕傲使人落后。受傷時(shí)父親為我遮風(fēng)檔雨，成長有父愛伴隨不曾孤單。

　　生活里有力父親，才有了我廣闊的天地;有了父親，我的生活中處處是陽光;有了父親，我在人生的道路才走的更穩(wěn)。