my hometown is lhasa, the largest city on the roof of the world. it is the heart and soul of tibet. i think lhasa is one of the most beautiful cities in the world. it is surrounded by towering mountains and rarely a day goes by when you don t see the deep blue sky. lhasa river is flowing quietly around the city.
lhasa is the mixture of tradition and fashion.
firstly, lhasa has a long history. it is the political, cultural and economic center of tibet. it has lots of famous sights to offer. the potala palace is the most famous, a magnificent and wonderful place to look at. in my opinion it is a unique artistic achievement of the tibetan people. likewise, the architecture, carvings and paintings throughout the city show hard work, wisdom and bravery of our people.
secondly, led by the reforming and opening policy of china, lhasa has changed a lot. many new things have arrived up here, changing the face of the city. the old and new lie side by side in lhasa.
many new buildings, schools and roads have been built here. furthermore, the qing-zang railway leading to lhasa is being built. many shopping centers have been opened, and modern technology like telecommunications is spreading. the whole city looks prosperous, and our tibetan people take on a new look. every festival, people walk around freely on the new, wide and smooth streets, wearing the beautiful traditional costumes.
right now, i am looking forward to a festival called shodün which comes in june for eating yoghurt. at this time, all my family and i gather for a picnic together at the norbulinka, a famous garden. in the garden, we sing tibetan songs, dance “guo zhuang” on the grass; eat zanba, drink butter tea and barley beer on the beautiful carpet as well. we enjoy our life. i think that this festival exhibits the open-minded and optimistic character of the tibetan people.
finally, “i love my hometown. i love the people in my hometown.”.
thank you.
我的家鄉(xiāng)是拉薩，它位于世界屋脊。我認為拉薩是世界上最美麗的城市之一，它的周圍是高聳入云的山脈，幾乎你天天都能看到湛藍的天空，拉薩河圍繞著這座城市緩緩地流淌著。
拉薩是一個傳統(tǒng)和時尚的結合體。
首先，拉薩有悠久的歷史，燦爛的文化。拉薩是西藏的政治、文化、經(jīng)濟中心，并且有許多聞名遐邇的名勝古跡，布達拉宮雄偉壯觀，金碧輝煌，是一個值得一看的地方，我認為它是西藏人民獨特藝術成就，而且拉薩市的建筑、雕刻和繪畫是西藏人民勤勞、勇敢和智慧的結晶。
其次，自改革開放以來，拉薩發(fā)生了很大變化，許多新事物層出不窮，改變了拉薩的面貌，古老與現(xiàn)代并存。
多種風格的建筑拔地而起，現(xiàn)代化的學校被建起，寬暢的公路被修建，通向拉薩的青藏鐵路正在施工，現(xiàn)代高科技在拉薩延伸，整個城市呈現(xiàn)一派繁榮景象，拉薩人民呈現(xiàn)新的面貌，每逢節(jié)日，他們穿著節(jié)日盛裝，自在地走在大街上。
現(xiàn)在我正期待著雪頓節(jié)的到來，這個節(jié)日在六月初，是一個吃酸奶的節(jié)日，當這個節(jié)日到來的時候，我和我的家人、朋友聚在一起在有名的公園-“羅布林卡”里面野餐。我們在草地上一起唱藏歌，跳鍋莊舞;踏著美麗的藏式地毯吃糌粑、喝酥油茶和青稞酒，享受我們幸福的生活，我認為這個節(jié)日展示了西藏人民開朗、樂觀的性格。
最后，我想說“我愛我的家鄉(xiāng)，我更愛我家鄉(xiāng)的人民?！?/p>
謝謝!
Chinahas a very long and brilliant history whose people are so friendly and hospitable. But I am wondering why some people pay such little attention to the environment and nature. In many places of the countryside rivers have become stinking sewers and brooks have disappeared. Heaps of garbage obstructs the scarce flow of dirty water. The grounds are littered with plastic bottles and bags. People are cutting down trees even though it is illegal. In some towns rubbish is hidden behind walls. Garbage cans are often of little use making cleaners must rush all day long and also by night to clean the rubbish.
This lack of consideration for nature in general is extremely detrimental to children’s education toChina’s image to public health to tourism and to the future.Chinais the common treasure of all Chinese and we should live up to be a member of this big family a descendant of 5000-year-plus ancient civilized country. I think the environment must absolutely be strictly protected by all means. This protection should go at the same pace as the marvelous development of the nation.
In this respectGermanyis a rare model and leaves me a very deep impression. After you have an exciting tour around in this country for a week or so it is unnecessary for you to polish your leather shoes. Personally first of all the strong awareness of people’s environmental protection; then the advanced technology applied in the field of preserving the nature; We can learn form others in building China into one of the most environmentally friendly places in the world.
Everybody， good afternoon:
First of all thank the teacher gave me a story in my own future ideal job.
Everyone has a dream job. My dream is to become a boss, own a company.
In order to achieve my dreams, I need to find a good job, to accumulate some experience and wealth, it is the necessary things.
Of course, in the school good achievement and rich knowledge is also very important. Good achievement and rich experience can let me work to make the right choice, have more opportunities and achievements.
At the same time, communication is very important, because it determines whether my company has a good future development. So I need to exercise their communicative ability. I need to use all of the free time to learn all. Because I believe, there is nothing in the world can shake my determination.
You will be successful, as your own efforts. So seize the time, we have no time to waste.
Nothing in the world can change their patience ( confidence ).
各位同學，下午好。
首先很感謝老師給了我一個講述我自己未來理想工作的機會。
每個人心中都有一個自己理想的工作。我的夢想是將來成為一名老板，擁有一個屬于自己的公司。
為了完成自己的夢想，我需要找到一個好的工作，用來積累一些經(jīng)驗和財富，這是必要的事情。
當然，在學校里好的成績和豐富的知識也是非常重要的。好的成績和豐富的經(jīng)驗能讓我在工作中做出正確的選擇，擁有更多的機會和成就。
同時，交際能力也是非常重要的，因為這決定著自己公司未來是否擁有一個好的發(fā)展。所以自己需要鍛煉自己的交際能力。自己需要利用一切的空閑時間來學習一切。因為我相信，世界上沒有什么能動搖我的決心。
你的明天會成功的，正如你自己所努力的那樣。
因此抓緊時間，我們不能在浪費時間了。
世界上沒有什么能改變自己的耐心(信心)。
So whats my Chinese dream ? Finally I will announce.
We had learned a lot of knowledge and understood a lot of truth in the book. We had a basic concept to our country at that time. We know that our country is full of sunshine , and we are the future of our country, and our dreams are to be the hope of our motherland.
However,We dont know what time to start,We are grow up,Life became not the same, though we dont want to admit, its the truth that our mind and attitude to our country is changing. Our society became full of deception, indifference, intrigue, pressure, corruption, sinister, and we became irritable and not calm, detest the world and its ways. Our country seems to have become in a disastrous state too. A lot of young students who were nurtured by our motherland became impatient, let alone what are their dreams , what is the china dream ?
I was surprised ,when the old man fell down in the street,We are afraid to help him.I was disappointed ,when someone do good things were reported,many people think he was affectation, I was sad,when I saw many of young people become indifferent ,fraud and lack of ideal.
Are we sick, or is our dear motherland sick?
Good evening ,Ladies and Gentlemen:
晚上好，女士們，先生們：
Thank you very much for choosing to come in such a cold night.Today my topic is about choice and process.A research shows that a man has to make 73 choices one day.With so many choices one day, people easily get so confused and afraid of making wrong choice that they hesitate and finally miss the true part of life. In my opinion, the following part is of much more importance than the choice. There is no absolute right or wrong choice but wonderful or boring life, which the process makes the difference.
非常感謝你傅聰來選擇在這樣一個寒冷夜晚.今天我的話題是關于選擇和process.A研究表明，一個人必須作出的選擇73一一天，如此眾多的選擇，有一天，人們?nèi)菀谆煜?，因此害怕作出錯誤的選擇，他們毫不猶豫地并最終錯過了真正的生活的一部分。在我看來，下面的部分是更重要的不是選擇。沒有絕對的對錯選擇，但精彩或乏味的生活，這使得該進程的差異。
Life is a box of chocolate,you never know what you will get. Forrest Gump made no decision by and for himself but he accomplished great success with his strong will in the process. The process is not the road itself but the attitudes and feelings ,the caution, courage and persistance we have as we encounter new experience and unexpected obstacles. Take myself as an example, I changed my major when I became a postgraduate. After the choice,days have been harsh for me.I cannot understand the new lessons at all. For they are closely related to mathmatics which I learned nothing about before. However wuth the belief that this is the great chance for me to experience new ideas and challenge myself,I persisted. I asked for help from every channel and reorgonized my life. Gradually I could understand some parts and even found maths interesting.Moreover, I learned to act instead of complaining. In retrospect,the choice left no trace in my mind but the happiness and bitterness of the past four months becomes an unforgetable experience in my life.
生活是一盒巧克力，你永遠不知道下一步你會得到。阿甘正傳作出任何決定，并為自己的成就，但他取得巨大成功與他堅強的意志的進程。這個過程是不是道路本身，而是態(tài)度和感情，謹慎，勇氣和毅力，我們作為我們遇到了新的.經(jīng)驗和意想不到的障礙。以自己作為一個例子，我改變了我的主要當我成為一個研究生。經(jīng)過選擇，天已經(jīng)嚴厲的me.I無法理解新的經(jīng)驗在所有。因為他們是密切相關的數(shù)學，我的教訓面前只字不提。然而密集的信念，這是很好的機會，我的經(jīng)驗新思想和新的挑戰(zhàn)我自己，我依然存在。我要求幫助每一個通道和reorgonized我的生活。漸漸地，我能理解一些地方，甚至發(fā)現(xiàn)數(shù)學，我學到采取行動而不是抱怨?；叵肫饋?，選擇沒有留下任何痕跡在我的腦海，但幸福和痛苦的過去4個月成為一個難忘的經(jīng)驗，我的生活。
NO matter what the choice is, enjoy the process. In the process, your potential will be inspired and new discoveries,improvement and progress will come to you. These are the most beautiful sceneries and only on the way can you see it.These make your life colorful.
無論選擇是，享受這一過程。在這個過程中，您可能會得到啟發(fā)和新發(fā)現(xiàn)，改善和進步將來找你。這些都是最美麗的風景，只有道路上能看到it.These讓您的生活多姿多彩。
There is no need and I donnot want to judge whether it right or wrong for me to be here,but I congratulate to myself for I gain and enjoy this fantastic experience. So my dear friends,never worry about your choice and enjoy the process. I am sure you will get something new and intersting tonight after you chose to come here. Thank you!
沒有必要，我donnot要判斷是否正確或錯誤，我來這里，但我祝賀我自己，因為我增益和享受這美妙的經(jīng)驗。因此，我親愛的朋友們，永遠不會擔心您的選擇和享受的過程。我相信你會得到一些新的和有趣后，今晚你選擇到這里來。謝謝您!
You might never fail on the scale I did, but some failure in life is inevitable. It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all – in which case, you fail by default.
Failure gave me an inner security that I had never attained by passing examinations. Failure taught me things about myself that I could have learned no other way. I discovered that I had a strong will, and more discipline than I had suspected; I also found out that I had friends whose value was truly above the price of rubies.
The knowledge that you have emerged wiser and stronger from setbacks means that you are, ever after, secure in your ability to survive. You will never truly know yourself, or the strength of your relationships, until both have been tested by adversity. Such knowledge is a true gift, for all that it is painfully won, and it has been worth more than any qualification I ever earned.
I was given the job of escorting him back to the Underground Station afterwards, and this man whose life had been shattered by cruelty took my hand with exquisite courtesy, and wished me future happiness.
And as long as I live I shall remember walking along an empty corridor and suddenly hearing, from behind a closed door, a scream of pain and horror such as I have never heard since. The door opened, and the researcher poked out her head and told me to run and make a hot drink for the young man sitting with her. She had just had to give him the news that in retaliation for his own outspokenness against his country’s regime, his mother had been seized and executed.
Every day of my working week in my early 20s I was reminded how incredibly fortunate I was, to live in a country with a democratically elected government, where legal representation and a public trial were the rights of everyone.
Every day, I saw more evidence about the evils humankind will inflict on their fellow humans, to gain or maintain power. I began to have nightmares, literal nightmares, about some of the things I saw, heard, and read.
And yet I also learned more about human goodness at Amnesty International than I had ever known before.
Now, I am not going to stand here and tell you that failure is fun. That period of my life was a dark one, and I had no idea that there was going to be what the press has since represented as a kind of fairy tale resolution. I had no idea then how far the tunnel extended, and for a long time, any light at the end of it was a hope rather than a reality.
So why do I talk about the benefits of failure? Simply because failure meant a stripping away of the inessential. I stopped pretending to myself that I was anything other than what I was, and began to direct all my energy into finishing the only work that mattered to me. Had I really succeeded at anything else, I might never have found the determination to succeed in the one arena I believed I truly belonged. I was set free, because my greatest fear had been realised, and I was still alive, and I still had a daughter whom I adored, and I had an old typewriter and a big idea. And so rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.
Amnesty mobilises thousands of people who have never been tortured or imprisoned for their beliefs to act on behalf of those who have. The power of human empathy, leading to collective action, saves lives, and frees prisoners. Ordinary people, whose personal well-being and security are assured, join together in huge numbers to save people they do not know, and will never meet. My small participation in that process was one of the most humbling and inspiring experiences of my life.
Unlike any other creature on this planet, humans can learn and understand, without having experienced. They can think themselves into other people’s places.
Of course, this is a power, like my brand of fictional magic, that is morally neutral. One might use such an ability to manipulate, or control, just as much as to understand or sympathise.
And many prefer not to exercise their imaginations at all. They choose to remain comfortably within the bounds of their own experience, never troubling to wonder how it would feel to have been born other than they are. They can refuse to hear screams or to peer inside cages; they can close their minds and hearts to any suffering that does not touch them personally; they can refuse to know.
I might be tempted to envy people who can live that way, except that I do not think they have any fewer nightmares than I do. Choosing to live in narrow spaces leads to a form of mental agoraphobia, and that brings its own terrors. I think the wilfully unimaginative see more monsters. They are often more afraid.
What is more, those who choose not to empathise enable real monsters. For without ever committing an act of outright evil ourselves, we collude with it, through our own apathy.
One of the many things I learned at the end of that Classics corridor down which I ventured at the age of 18, in search of something I could not then define, was this, written by the Greek author Plutarch: What we achieve inwardly will change outer reality.
So given a Time Turner, I would tell my 21-year-old self that personal happiness lies in knowing that life is not a check-list of acquisition or achievement. Your qualifications, your CV, are not your life, though you will meet many people of my age and older who confuse the two. Life is difficult, and complicated, and beyond anyone’s total control, and the humility to know that will enable you to survive its vicissitudes.
Now you might think that I chose my second theme, the importance of imagination, because of the part it played in rebuilding my life, but that is not wholly so. Though I personally will defend the value of bedtime stories to my last gasp, I have learned to value imagination in a much broader sense. Imagination is not only the uniquely human capacity to envision that which is not, and therefore the fount of all invention and innovation. In its arguably most transformative and revelatory capacity, it is the power that enables us to empathise with humans whose experiences we have never shared.
One of the greatest formative experiences of my life preceded Harry Potter, though it informed much of what I subsequently wrote in those books. This revelation came in the form of one of my earliest day jobs. Though I was sloping off to write stories during my lunch hours, I paid the rent in my early 20s by working at the African research department at Amnesty International’s headquarters in London.
There in my little office I read hastily scribbled letters smuggled out of totalitarian regimes by men and women who were risking imprisonment to inform the outside world of what was happening to them. I saw photographs of those who had disappeared without trace, sent to Amnesty by their desperate families and friends. I read the testimony of torture victims and saw pictures of their injuries. I opened handwritten, eye-witness accounts of summary trials and executions, of kidnappings and rapes.
Many of my co-workers were ex-political prisoners, people who had been displaced from their homes, or fled into exile, because they had the temerity to speak against their governments. Visitors to our offices included those who had come to give information, or to try and find out what had happened to those they had left behind.
I shall never forget the African torture victim, a young man no older than I was at the time, who had become mentally ill after all he had endured in his homeland. He trembled uncontrollably as he spoke into a video camera about the brutality inflicted upon him. He was a foot taller than I was, and seemed as fragile as a child.