優(yōu)秀英語演講稿2分鐘

優(yōu)秀英語演講稿2分鐘1

　　English is a useful language all over the world. Why are we began to learn English when we were little children? Beacause it is very important for us to learn it.In the world, if you cannot speak English you will lose half a chance to success.

　　Even if my English is very bad, my teacher stll encourages me to learn English hard and he gives me some ways to learn English. He tells me to read passages loudly and listen to the English tapes everyday morning.In order to progress my writing he also asks me to write some articles at times. I like listen to the English songs,he suggests me to sing the English songs.As a result of his ways my English becomes well.

　　Now, I like English very well and I still use the ways he tells me.I know I must learn English even hard.

優(yōu)秀英語演講稿2分鐘2

　　A little frog wakes up in the morning. He can’t find his toy, he is crying.

　　A fish hears and comes. He asks, “Why are you crying?” The frog answers, “I lost my toy.” “What is your toy?” “I don’t know its name, but it’s round and yellow.” The fish says, “I know, I know.” Quickly, he comes back with a yellow leaf. “No, no,That’s not my toy.” The frog still cries.

　　A dog is coming, “A round and yellow thing is on the playground. That must be your toy.” The frog sees, that is not his toy, too. It’s a yellow ball.

　　A squirrel is running with a pine nut. But that’s not the frog’s toy.

　　It’s dark. The frog is very sad. He doesn’t find his toy. He cries again. The moon is rising in the sky. The shadow of the moon is on the pond. “Oh! My toy! I found my toy!”

　　The frog jumps happily.

優(yōu)秀英語演講稿2分鐘3

　　Lan and Fred were boys. They were both twelve years old, and they were in the same class in their school. Last Friday afternoon they had a fight in class, and their teacher was very angry. He said to both of them, “Stay here after the lessons this afternoon, and write your names a thousand times.” After the last lesson, all the other boys went home, but Lan and Fred stayed in the classroom with their teacher and begin writing their names.

　　Then Fred began crying.

　　The teacher looked at him and said,” Why are you crying, Fred?”

　　“Because his name’s Lan May, and mine’s Frederick Hollingsworth,” Fred said.