Keynote speech on mental health 1 Dear teachers and students,
Hello everyone!
Thought is so unreal and so real. Illusion is because it is just the body of emotion. Reality is because it has been deeply touched, because of a scenery that has passed away in an instant. ...
It was just a scene in a TV documentary. A sculpture flew over the mountains and hovered over the steep hills. After a long whistle, it dived into a cliff, and the protruding groove was its temporary home. With the focus of the lens, you can clearly see three full sculptures inside, screaming and cheering for the mother's triumph. The mother eagle put down the food in her mouth and the four eagles shared it. Looking at such a harmonious lens, no one expected that there would be a very amazing scene behind it. ...
After the food was finished, mother carved her wings and circled in the air again, constantly "flying fancy". The sculptures cheered again, as if the subjects were cheering for the king, and as if they were trying to remember their mother's flying posture.
Suddenly, the mother sculpture stopped in the air and rushed to the Bird's Nest, and the little sculpture stopped singing. Surprisingly, the mother carving accurately caught one of the small carvings and flew into the air, but suddenly closed her wings, and the mother carving and the small carving quickly fell. At a certain height, the mother eagle suddenly flapped her wings and released her claws, but the baby eagle could not fly and still fell quickly.
At this time, my heart was in my throat, and I kept saying to myself, "fly!" " Fly! "However, it didn't spread its wings until it disappeared into the camera and fell into the forest. Just when I was shocked to be absent-minded, the mother eagle had caught the second baby eagle, stagnated in mid-air, just dropped rapidly and flapped her wings repeatedly. I have shouted out: "No! "But it still doesn't change anything. This thin little sculpture still can't spread its wings, which can only bring it death. ...
I really can't figure out why this female sculpture is so cruel, leaving her children and throwing them to death. Just as I cursed the mother carving, its claws began to reach out to the only remaining small carving.
Xiao Diao is so calm. As we all know, it is about to pass by death. ...
This time, the female sculpture looked solemn, knowing that it was its last child. But this did not change its determination to let go of its claws. It's the familiar toss again. The baby eagle kept rolling in the air, just as I was about to close my eyes and thought that the baby eagle would die. Suddenly, without warning, a pair of wings appeared in the sky-they were carved. It stopped falling, and with every flapping of its wings, it stabilized its shape and flew back to its mother with cheers. Echo each other, mother and son, is feeling the beauty of flying. They stopped to look down, as if waiting for the other two sculptures to fly. ...
I felt a strange taste in my heart, cheering for a small sculpture and feeling sorry for two small sculptures.
It is this touching scenery that taught me to fold my wings and only throw myself into the arms of death. Open your wings and you will have the whole blue sky!
Speech on the theme of mental health 2 Dear teachers and students:
Hello everyone!
Criticism came to me one after another, like the tide drowning me again and again. My confidence at the beginning of my speech disappeared, leaving only a trace to prove my stupidity. The mind has been frozen, frozen and sealed by the teacher's slightly disappointed eyes; Hard, as hard as solid soil ...
I tried my best to take time out of my intense study life to finish this speech. Why can't the teacher understand?
With frustration and injustice, I suddenly collapsed in my chair and didn't want to move. I tilted my head and a small flowerpot caught my eye. Alas-only it is as miserable as me, isn't it?
This is a jar filled with cold soil and thin garlic cloves. Dad entrusted him with the hope of eating fresh garlic seedlings in winter.
I can't help laughing bitterly. Rocky hard soil and extremely cold weather, are we in the same boat?
In the next few days, I often went to see it. I didn't expect any change, so I gradually forgot. Unexpectedly, a few days later, a touching scene appeared.
Hard as stone in the soil, in extremely cold weather, garlic sprout came out of the ground, and the new green, with a very firm attitude, touched my heart at that moment. Like a tenacious warrior, he broke through many difficulties and obstacles just to show the beauty of life.
Like a warm current slowly trickling through the heart, with hope, it moistens the dry soil and warms the cold and frozen weather. There seems to be a little garlic sprout, with new green in white, growing with firm belief. ...
The new power spread to all the limbs. I took a long breath, and a feeling gradually formed and strengthened in my heart. One person and a little garlic sprout?
I began to squeeze time out of the empty basin like toothpaste. After a period of practice, I stood on the podium again. This time, I want to win.
To the teacher's surprise, a player who got stuck on and off last time, without knowing what stimulation he was subjected to, completed his speech confidently and skillfully this time.
When I got home, I saw several green plants sticking out. Maybe this is the way it smiles.
I smiled, thank you, touched my heart and taught me to grow. Welcome to reading.
She smiled warmly. At the same time, her smile became more brilliant. I think this is also the beauty of the soul.
That kind of beauty comes from the heart. It has nothing to do with appearance or status, but a heart that wants to warm others. This is the true beauty of the soul.
People with beautiful hearts don't care what others think of them. They always give selflessly and ask for nothing in return. The beauty of the soul is selfless, tolerant and warm, which can only be seen with the eyes of the soul.
I hope that if you meet a person with a beautiful heart, please give him a smile when he smiles at you, because in this way, our side will be full of warmth and love.
Speech on the theme of mental health 3 Dear teachers and students:
Hello everyone!
Prosperity covers the silence, and I look too small in this bustling street. So I went to my old alma mater to see if there were any good memories here.
When I walked to the school gate, I hesitated. After all, I went to middle school, and I walked in again. It's like ... So, I just lingered there, waiting and watching the children walk out of the school gate holding their parents' hands. I smiled. From them, I seemed to see my own shadow.
My sight is changing every minute, and a middle-aged man comes into my sight. He stands out from the crowd: a uniform and two identical crutches. He is a disabled person! Although physically disabled, his ambition remains, and his eyes are so confident and heroic. A real soldier! I thought like this, and suddenly I found a child, a little boy, beside him, so innocent and lovely. Holding the soldier's hand, I shouted "Dad, Dad ..." I paused, and then I was filled with emotion. I picked up the child on crutches. I really deserve to be a good father! The two men walked slowly, and the little boy kept jumping a few times. Maybe he's too excited. The little boy didn't see the banana skin in front of him, so he stepped on it directly, only to hear a bang, and he fell down.
Father panicked. He didn't expect this. After all, he can't move easily. How can he help the child? At this time, the child was sitting on the ground crying. He seems to have had a bad fall. I shook my head, ready to help, the child's crying stopped abruptly, and then stood up by myself. I breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave.
At the moment of turning around, there was a dialogue between father and son: "Dad, let's throw away the banana peel. What can we do if others fall again! " ""well, pick it up quickly! " When dad finished, I was shocked again. Oh, no, it's deep shock this time.
Under the same blue sky, different fates have created many strong people with new souls. Should we learn something in front of these people?
The street, still bustling, covers up the silence, but it can't cover up the tall figure of father and son.
Speech on the theme of mental health 4 Dear teachers and students:
Hello everyone!
There are many beautiful scenery in the world: flowers, morning sun, grass, scrolls ... but even if the appearance is beautiful, there is no beauty-it is the soul.
Yes, it was an early morning after a rain. Because it rained all night, I came to school early on a whim, and I was lucky enough to witness the beautiful scenery that shocked me.
Because of the heavy rain all night, the flowers and plants in the small garden of the school have fallen off one after another, which is already very dirty. If this is normal, I will definitely ignore and care nothing about the life of these little flowers and grasses, and rush to the teaching building to start my busy study that day. But today, I stand in front of this small garden just because of the beauty in my heart. I stood there quietly, feeling the warmth like sunshine in the morning after the rain. A person, squatting beside those dying plants, carefully holds up those small flowers that fall into the soil with his own hands. I don't care that the soil will stain my clothes, and I don't care to stand in the mud after the rain. It is not a deliberate performance, and it does not need praise from others. I thought of it and did it.
I think this is the true beauty of the soul. It needs no other decoration. It is pure and full of goodwill. Only a truly beautiful person like him can take good care of even flowers and plants.
I remember it was one night. In the underpass of the square, it is a thin body. Although she sat in the dim light, she seemed isolated from the world. She smiled and said seriously to everyone passing by: "I washed my hair yesterday, and it was not dirty at all." Some grasses are very popular at present. She smiled at everyone who passed by, but no one stopped at her booth. People just hurried past her and continued their fast-paced city life. Although no one bought her anything and no one noticed her, she was still there, unselfishly warming every passerby in her life with a sincere smile. Whenever I pass by her, I will give her a warm smile in return, although I didn't buy anything. At the same time, her smile became more brilliant. I think this is also the beauty of the soul.
That kind of beauty comes from the heart. It has nothing to do with appearance or status, but a heart that wants to warm others. This is the true beauty of the soul.
People with beautiful hearts don't care what others think of them. They always give selflessly and ask for nothing in return. The beauty of the soul is selfless, tolerant and warm, which can only be seen with the eyes of the soul.
I hope that if you meet a person with a beautiful heart, please give him a smile when he smiles at you, because in this way, our side will be full of warmth and love.
Speech on the theme of mental health 5 Dear teachers and students:
Hello everyone!
In life, beauty can be seen everywhere, a beautiful dress, a delicate face, a blooming flower … However, there are still many beautiful hearts waiting for us to explore in this world.
An old woman who is nearly sixty lives next door to my house. She is ugly and broken. Still coughing day and night. So that when I meet her on weekdays, I avoid three points. Until that day, I completely changed my mind. ...
It was a cold morning, and the north wind roared mercilessly outside the window. I must get up before the sun rises, because I have to catch the train to my grandmother's house. When I went downstairs, I vaguely heard a few slow footsteps ... who would be so cold so early? I went downstairs doubtfully, full of curiosity. I saw that it was a small figure, bent down and meticulously checked the garbage in the corridor. It's too difficult: every time I bend over several times, then I stop to have a rest and get up slowly. Then I scanned the surroundings with my not-so-bright eyes to make sure there was no garbage. After laughing, I held the handrail of the stairs with one hand, and stood on a crutch with a garbage bag full of garbage on it with the other hand. Stumbling to the next floor ...
At this point, my heart is like an overturned five-flavor bottle. Isn't that my grandmother who I can't hide from? I only care about her appearance, but I didn't find her golden heart! I regret it. I am ashamed to think of my previous attitude towards my grandmother.
Yes! In life, people always pay attention to those bright stars, but ignore the silent dedication of sanitation workers, always envy those successful entrepreneurs, but never think of those PLA soldiers who insist on going abroad ... At this time, I have many ideas. I finally understand the true meaning of spiritual beauty.
It is another cold winter morning. I got up early and ran downstairs, and grandma was still cleaning up the garbage in the corridor. Without hesitation, I stepped forward and said to my grandmother with full respect: "Grandma, you have worked hard! Remember to put on more clothes and take a rest in cold weather. You are the most beautiful person in the world! " Grandma gave me a knowing smile, so beautiful and sweet. ...
In addition to seeing the beauty of appearance, we need to explore the beauty of mind, and strive to be a person with a beautiful mind, so that the world is full of beauty and love!