第一篇：自我介绍和芮成钢演讲稿

Self-introduction

Hello everyone!I am glad to be here to introdue me to you all.My name is ma zhongli, 21 years old, from school of basic medical science.My major is clinicalmedicine.I like playing volleyball and I am a member of our college team.In my spare time ,I always listen to music or watch movies,especialy american movies.I am also fond of novels.Before I came here,I, actually,knew nothing about my major except that after graduation,I would be a doctor.One and a half years later, I have learned much about my major,and known more about my future.Yes ,I will be a doctor.A good doctor can ease people’s pain,helping them recover.But to be a good doctor I must study hard now.it is a long way, and full of difficulties,but I will not give up.I enjoy my life here

Honorable judges, ladies and gentlemen:

Kipling said:“ East is east, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet!” But now, a century later, they have met.They have met in business.They have met in education.They have met in the arts.Some would argue that these meetings leave us with a choice between East and West ,but I believe the best future lies in the creative combination of both worlds.We can make Western ideas, customs and technology our own, and adapt them to our own use.We can enjoy the best of all worlds, because our tradition is, above all, one of selecting the best and making it our own.But, do Western styles and values threaten our identity?

History makes it easy for us to think so-perhaps too easy.Some people seem to think that adopting Western customs, such as a bride wearing white-which has long been a color of mourning in China, instead of the traditional Chinese red for her wedding, is another submission to foreign intervention,--a betrayal of our heritage, they say.They fear that as we become “globalized”, we will no longer be Chinese.I do not agree.History teaches that a strong and confident nation is at ease in hearing from the outside world.The wedding of Eastern and Western cultures, whether in white gowns or red, brings us variety.It is a rich banquet of special foods from all over the world.As an amateur gourmet of Chinese cuisine, our superb flavours delight me.But my Chinese taste appreciates food from any land.I even allow the convenience of McDonald's a place in my life without giving up my good taste.My grandfather taught me to hum tunes of Beijing opera from the time I was very young;they are deep in my spirit, part of my soul.I love Beijing opera, because it always reminds me of who I am.But I am also a fan of modern pop music, the No.1 fan of Spice Girls on campus.of course, it goes far beyond food, music and dance.It goes into values and ways of thinking about the world.Once upon a time, or so my teacher told me, a Chinese boy and an American girl had a squabble.Both wanted to keep a bunny rabbit they had found in the garden.Surely you've seen a rabbit sunning himself in the grass.Nothing is more lovable, nothing more natural.No wonder they wanted him.The Chinese boy played his er-hu.Happiness and joy, longing and passion, filled the air.The little rabbit swayed gently and began to move his ears in the direction of the music.He liked what he heard.The girl then took out her violin and played it to produce beautiful melodies of her own.The rabbit began to bounce in her direction.So intent were the children on their own music that neither paid the other any attention.The competing melodies confused the little rabbit and he did not know which way to turn.Unable to attract the little creature, both children gave up;they walked away, in different directions, leaving the rabbit...alone.But, what if they listened ,what if they really heard each other's music, instead of always playing their own tunes?

When I hear the music of a violin ,rich with the joys of men and women who came together and sang and danced...I hear echoes of the music of the grass lands, of the hills, of the rivers...of my own native land.Is music mine and yours, or is it ours?

What I want to hear is the er-hu and the violin played together, in rhythm and in tune.Together, we can produce new and beautiful music, rich with textures and sounds that can only be made in harmony.The rabbit sits in the grass in the ever-warming sun.Waiting for us to play, waiting for the symphony to begin.Will he have to wait forever? The choice is ours.Thank you.

第二篇：芮成钢演讲稿

Honorable judges, ladies and gentlemen:

Kipling said:“ East is east, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet!” But now, a century later, they have met.They have met in business.They have met in education.They have met in the arts.Some would argue that these meetings leave us with a choice between East and West ,but I believe the best future lies in the creative combination of both worlds.We can make Western ideas, customs and technology our own, and adapt them to our use.We can enjoy the best of all worlds, because our tradition is, above all, one of selecting the best and making it our own.But, do Western styles and values threaten our identity?

History makes it easy for us to think so-perhaps too easy.Some people seem to think that adopting Western customs, such as a bride wearing white-which has long been a color of mourning in China, instead of the traditional Chinese red for her wedding, is another submission to foreign intervention,--a betrayal of our heritage, they say.They fear that as we become “globalized”, we will no longer be Chinese.I do not agree.History teaches that a strong and confident nation is at ease in learning from the outside world.The wedding of Eastern and Western cultures, whether in white gowns or red, brings us variety.It is a rich banquet of special foods from all over the world.As an amateur gourmet of Chinese cuisine, our superb flavours delight me.But my Chinese taste appreciates good food from any land.I even allow the convenience of McDonald's a place in my life without giving up my good taste.My grandfather taught me to hum tunes of Beijing opera from the time I was very young;they are deep in my spirit, part of my soul.I love Beijing opera, because it always reminds me of who I am.But I am also a fan of modern pop music, the No.1 fan of Spice Girls on campus.of course, it goes far beyond food, music and dance.It goes into values and ways of thinking about the world.Once upon a time, or so my teacher told me, a Chinese boy and an American girl had a squabble.Both wanted to keep a bunny rabbit they had found in the garden.Surely you've seen a rabbit sunning himself in the grass.Nothing is more lovable, nothing more natural.No wonder they wanted him.The Chinese boy played his er-hu.Happiness and joy, longing and passion, filled the air.The little rabbit swayed gently and began to move his ears in the direction of the music.He liked what he heard.The girl then took out her violin and played it to produce beautiful melodies of her own.The rabbit began to bounce in her direction.So intent were the children on their own music that neither paid the other any attention.The competing melodies confused the little rabbit and he did not know which way to turn.Unable to attract the little creature, both children gave up;they walked away, in different directions, leaving the rabbit...alone.But, what if they listened ,what if they really heard each other's music, instead of always playing their own tunes?

When I hear the music of a violin ,rich with the joys of men and women who came together and sang and danced...I hear echoes of the music of the grass lands, of the hills, of the rivers...of my own native land.Is music mine and yours, or is it ours?

What I want to hear is the er-hu and the violin played together, in rhythm and in tune.Together, we can produce new and beautiful music, rich with textures and sounds that can only be made in the harmony.The rabbit sits in the grass in the ever-warming sun.Waiting for us to play, waiting for the symphony to begin.Will he have to wait forever? The choice is ours.Thank you.问Thank you, contestant number 10.Now you're going to compare street markets and supermarkets.答Well, thank you very much.Um as a man who suffered from male chauvinism, I used to think that shopping is a privilege of women.I seldom do shopping until I have to.But three years ago, something happened and it changed my view.I remember it was the first day I went to college.After I had put down my luggage, I went out of the school to have a look around.It was a romantic rainy day.And guess what, I found the street market, right beside the school.And I saw lots of middle-aged men and women talking with the sellers of fruit, clothes and soft drinks and it seems to me that they were intimate friends.And then I said to myself, why not have a try.So I walked to the seller of pineapple and talked to him.And then i bought a pineapple and bargain with him and then i will eat the pineapple while wandering around the street market and enjoy the simple things of life.Thank you.问You mentioned in your first speech the importance of variety even though the east and west are converging.But many people think that one of the problems of modern life is the lack of variety.This hotel looks like every other hotel in the world and the whole world is becoming an airport.Hong Kong looks like Singapore and so on.Do you think that we may be in danger of losing the very variety that you think is so important?

答The variety.Of course I do not think so.I don't think we are losing variety.Instead ,we are, I think we are getting more varieties.Well nowadays, as i had mentioned in my speech, we have a combination of eastern and western music, food and lifestyles.Actually I, I think I read an article in Vienna and many western critic and composers feel that a western music which has traditionally emphasized on the harmony between different instruments now is becoming increasingly, it increasingly reflects eastern music style.However, the eastern music style brought them a completely new sense of music.So I don't think we are losing variety.I think we are having more varieties.And also in our daily life, I think we have more choice.It's not actually a choice between the east and west.Actually I think the choice is a combination of the two.And this doesn't necessarily mean we are losing our variety.We are updating what variety is.Thank you.问In your second speech just now about street markets.You said that you enjoyed going to the street markets.It's a peaceful life and eating pineapples.Could you say something more comparing street markets and supermarkets as regards prices and quality and choice of products, things like that.答Yes.Of course I prefer street market to super market.And actually I think ,nowadays the prices in the supermarket are becoming lower and lower to meet the demands of the people.But somehow I think people, not only Chinese people, but people from all over the world, will enjoy street markets much better.Because even though going to the supermarket will help you to get rid of a lot of the trouble of bargaining ,but somehow you lose the fun of talking with people and communicating with each other, and i think the super market just reflects one of the problems of modern society.I mean the alienation of people and their fellow man.And so I think that street market is secure to these disease or illnesses in modern society.Thank you.

第三篇：芮成钢演讲稿

East and West have met

Kipling said:“ East is east, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet!” But now, a century later, they have met.They have met in business.They have met in education.They have met in the arts.Some would argue that these meetings leave us with a choice between East and West, but I believe the best future lies in the creative combination of both worlds.We can make Western ideas, customs and technology our own, and adapt them to our own use.We can enjoy the best of all worlds, because our tradition is, above all, one of selecting the best and making it our own.But, do Western styles and values threaten our identity?

History makes it easy for us to think so-perhaps too easy.Some people seem to think that adopting Western customs, such as a bride wearing white-which has long been a color of mourning in China, instead of the traditional Chinese red for her wedding, is another submission to foreign intervention,--a betrayal of our heritage, they say.They fear that as we become “globalized”, we will no longer be Chinese.I do not agree.History teachers that a strong and confident nation is at ease in hearing from the outside world.The wedding of Eastern and Western cultures, whether in white gowns or red, brings us variety.It is a rich banquet of special foods from all over the world.As an amateur gourmet of Chinese cuisine, our superb flavours delight me.But my Chinese taste appreciates food from any land.I even allow the convenience of McDonald's a place in my life without giving up my good taste.My grandfather taught me to hum tunes of Beijing opera from the time I was very young;they are deep in my spirit, part of my soul.I love Beijing opera, because it always reminds me of who I am.But I am also a fan of modern pop music, the No.1 fan of Spice Girls on campus.of course, it goes far beyond food, music and dance.It goes into values and ways of thinking about the world.Once upon a time, or so my teacher told me, a Chinese boy and an American girl had a squabble.Both wanted to keep a bunny rabbit they had found in the garden.Surely you've seen a rabbit sunning himself in the grass.Nothing is more lovable, nothing more natural.No wonder they wanted him.The Chinese boy played his er-hu.Happiness and joy, longing and passion, filled the air.The little rabbit swayed gently and began to move his ears in the direction of the music.He liked what he heard.The girl then took out her violin and played it to produce beautiful melodies of her own.The rabbit began to bounce in her direction.So intent were the children on their own music that neither paid the other any attention.The competing melodies confused the little rabbit and he did not know which way to turn.Unable to attract the little creature, both children gave up;they walked away, in different directions, leaving the rabbit...alone.But, what if they listened, what if they really heard each other's music, instead of always playing their own tunes?

When I hear the music of a violin, rich with the joys of men and women who came together and sang and danced...I hear echoes of the music of the grass lands, of the hills, of the rivers...of my own native land.Is music mine and yours, or is it ours?

What I want to hear is the er-hu and the violin played together, in rhythm and in tune.Together, we can produce new and beautiful music, rich with textures and sounds that can only be made in harmony.The rabbit sits in the grass in the ever-warming sun.Waiting for us to play, waiting for the symphony to begin.Will he have to wait forever? The choice is ours.Thank you.

第四篇：芮成钢

第三届21世纪杯全国英语演讲比赛亚军-芮成钢East and West have met英语演讲稿双语文本 Rui Cheng gang, Foreign Affair College 芮成钢，国际关系学院

Honorable judges, ladies and gentlemen:

尊敬的评委、女士们、先生们：

Kipling said:“ East is east, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet!” But now, a century later, they have met.吉卜林说过，“东方是东方，西方是西方，两者永不聚！”然而如今，在一个世纪之后，东西方相聚了。They have met in business.They have met in education.They have met in the arts.它们在贸易中相聚，在教育中相聚，在艺术中相聚。

Some would argue that these meetings leave us with a choice between East and West ,but I believe the best future lies in the creative combination of both worlds.We can make Western ideas, customs and technology our own, and adapt them to our own use.We can enjoy the best of all worlds, because our tradition is, above all, one of selecting the best and making it our own.有人争论说这种东西方之聚,使得我们能够在东西方中作出选择.然而我相信最美好的未来在于东西方世界的创造性的结合，我们可以变西方的观念、习俗、技术为己所有，为己所用；我们可以享受两上不同世界之精华，总之，我们的传统之一就是择其精华，为己所用。

But, do Western styles and values threaten our identity?

然而，西方的生活方式和价值会威胁到我们的民族特色吗？

History makes it easy for us to think so-perhaps too easy.历史让我们轻易相信——也许是太轻易地让我们相信此说了。

Some people seem to think that adopting Western customs, such as a bride wearing white-which has long been a color of mourning in China, instead of the traditional Chinese red for her wedding, is another submission to foreign intervention,--a betrayal of our heritage, they say.有人似乎认为彩西方习俗，比如新娘结婚穿白色婚纱，是对外国介入的屈服，是对传统遗产的背叛，因为按中国传统，结婚新娘要穿红色，而白色长期以来代表的是哀悼。

They fear that as we become “globalized”, we will no longer be Chinese.这些人担心一旦我们变得全球化，我们也就不在是中国人了。

I do not agree.我不这样认为。

History teachers that a strong and confident nation is at ease in hearing from the outside world.历史告诉我们：一个强大自信的民族学起外面的世界易如反掌。

The wedding of Eastern and Western cultures, whether in white gowns or red, brings us variety.无论是穿白衣还是黑衣，还是东西方异质文化的联姻，都给我们带来多姿多采的生活。

It is a rich banquet of special foods from all over the world.东西方异质文化的联姻是一席来自世界各地佳肴的盛宴。

As an amateur gourmet of Chinese cuisine, our superb flavours delight me.身为中国菜的业余美食家，我喜欢民族的佳肴。

But my Chinese taste appreciates food from any land.然而我的中国口味也欣赏异国的风味。

I even allow the convenience of McDonald's a place in my life without giving up my good taste.生活中我为简便吃麦当劳，却不会放弃自己的良好口味。

My grandfather taught me to hum tunes of Beijing opera from the time I was very young;they are deep in my spirit, part of my soul.从小祖父就教我哼唱京剧，京剧深入我的精神之中，成为我灵魂的一部分。

I love Beijing opera, because it always reminds me of who I am.我热爱京剧，因为京剧让我总想起自己是谁。

But I am also a fan of modern pop music, the No.1 fan of Spice Girls on campus.但是我也迷恋现代流行音乐，在学校里还是“辣味女孩”的头号歌迷。

of course, it goes far beyond food, music and dance.It goes into values and ways of thinking about the world.当然，异质文化的交流远不止于食物、音乐和舞蹈，它深入到价值观和世界观。

Once upon a time, or so my teacher told me, a Chinese boy and an American girl had a squabble.有一次老师给我讲了一个中国男孩和一个美国女孩发生争执的故事。

Both wanted to keep a bunny rabbit they had found in the garden.在花园里他们俩发现了一只小兔，两人都想要。

Surely you've seen a rabbit sunning himself in the grass.你肯定见过草丛中晒太阳的小兔。

Nothing is more lovable, nothing more natural.No wonder they wanted him.没什么东西比小兔子更可爱的，更富有自然情趣了，难怪他们两人都想要它。

The Chinese boy played his er-hu.Happiness and joy, longing and passion, filled the air.The little rabbit swayed gently and began to move his ears in the direction of the music.He liked what he heard.男孩拉起了二胡，愉快喜悦的琴声，充满了渴望和激情，回荡在空中，小兔子听着这音乐轻轻摇摆，耳朵转向音乐，它喜爱男孩的琴声。

The girl then took out her violin and played it to produce beautiful melodies of her own.女孩也取出小提琴，拉出悠扬的旋律。

The rabbit began to bounce in her direction.小兔子听了朝她跑去。

So intent were the children on their own music that neither paid the other any attention.两人都全神贯注于自己的音乐，丝毫没注意对方演奏的音乐。

The competing melodies confused the little rabbit and he did not know which way to turn.Unable to attract the little creature, both children gave up;they walked away, in different directions, leaving the rabbit...alone.交杂在一块的音乐困惑了小兔子，它不知该朝哪走。男孩和女孩都不能将小兔子吸引过来，只好放弃，各自走开了，扔下小兔子独自一人。

But, what if they listened ,what if they really heard each other's music, instead of always playing their own tunes?

然而倘若他们倾听对方的音乐，而不是各自为歌，那么结果会如何呢？

When I hear the music of a violin ,rich with the joys of men and women who came together and sang and danced...I hear echoes of the music of the grass lands, of the hills, of the rivers...of my own native land.当我听到小提琴声响起，男男女女走道一起又唱又跳，乐声中充满了欢乐，此时我也听见了草原上、山谷间、小河旁传来得我们本民族的音乐的回声。

Is music mine and yours, or is it ours?

音乐分你我，还是属于我们大家？

What I want to hear is the er-hu and the violin played together, in rhythm and in tune.我想听的是二胡与小提琴的合奏，旋律与节奏和谐一致。

Together, we can produce new and beautiful music, rich with textures and sounds that can only be made in harmony.大家一起才能创造出新颖动听音乐，只有在和谐中大家才能创造出富有神韵的乐声。

The rabbit sits in the grass in the ever-warming sun.Waiting for us to play, waiting for the symphony to begin.在温暖的阳光中，小兔子在等待着我们一起演奏，等待着交响乐开始。

Will he have to wait forever? The choice is ours.Thank you.他有必要再永远的等下去吗？决择在于我们自己。谢谢。

第五篇：芮成钢早年演讲稿

芮成钢早年演讲稿.txt如果你看到面前的阴影，别怕，那是因为你的背后有阳光！我允许你走进我的世界，但绝不允许你在我的世界里走来走去。runner-up: Rui Cheng gang, Foreign Affair College

Honorable judges, ladies and gentlemen:

Kipling said:“ East is east, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet!” But now, a century later, they have met.They have met in business.They have met in education.They have met in the arts.Some would argue that these meetings leave us with a choice between East and West ,but I believe the best future lies in the creative combination of both worlds.We can make Western ideas, customs and technology our own, and adapt them to our use.We can enjoy the best of all worlds, because our tradition is, above all, one of selecting the best and making it our own.But, do Western styles and values threaten our identity?

History makes it easy for us to think so-perhaps too easy.Some people seem to think that adopting Western customs, such as a bride wearing white-which has long been a color of mourning in China, instead of the traditional Chinese red for her wedding, is another submission to foreign intervention,--a betrayal of our heritage, they say.They fear that as we become “globalized”, we will no longer be Chinese.I do not agree.History teaches that a strong and confident nation is at ease in learning from the outside world.The wedding of Eastern and Western cultures, whether in white gowns or red, brings us variety.It is a rich banquet of special foods from all over the world.As an amateur gourmet of Chinese cuisine, our superb flavours delight me.But my Chinese taste appreciates good food from any land.I even allow the convenience of McDonald's a place in my life without giving up my good taste.My grandfather taught me to hum tunes of Beijing opera from the time I was very young;they are deep in my spirit, part of my soul.I love Beijing opera, because it always reminds me of who I am.But I am also a fan of modern pop music, the No.1 fan of Spice Girls on campus.of course, it goes far beyond food, music and dance.It goes into values and ways of thinking about the world.Once upon a time, or so my teacher told me, a Chinese boy and an American girl had a squabble.Both wanted to keep a bunny rabbit they had found in the garden.Surely you've seen a rabbit sunning himself in the grass.Nothing is more lovable, nothing more natural.No wonder they wanted him.The Chinese boy played his er-hu.Happiness and joy, longing and passion, filled the air.The little rabbit swayed gently and began to move his ears in the direction of the music.He liked what he heard.The girl then took out her violin and played it to produce beautiful melodies

of her own.The rabbit began to bounce in her direction.So intent were the children on their own music that neither paid the other any attention.The competing melodies confused the little rabbit and he did not know which way to turn.Unable to attract the little creature, both children gave up;they walked away, in different directions, leaving the rabbit...alone.But, what if they listened ,what if they really heard each other's music, instead of always playing their own tunes?

When I hear the music of a violin ,rich with the joys of men and women who came together and sang and danced...I hear echoes of the music of the grass lands, of the hills, of the rivers...of my own native land.Is music mine and yours, or is it ours?

What I want to hear is the er-hu and the violin played together, in rhythm and in tune.Together, we can produce new and beautiful music, rich with textures and sounds that can only be made in the harmony.The rabbit sits in the grass in the ever-warming sun.Waiting for us to play, waiting for the symphony to begin.Will he have to wait forever? The choice is ours.Thank you.