An English speech about life

Along the long river of eternal life, human beings are immersed in this water and feel the flow of life. Time flies, not yesterday, not life. Survival instinct awakens us to love and cherish life. The pulse of the clock is beating, beating, sometimes strong and sometimes weak. However, people are strange contradictions that are not conducive to the spread of animals. Branches and disputes, clumps, and a part of the eternal, clear moon have always plagued us, so we must live together. The constantly multiplying human beings have also bred the seeds of hatred, ruthlessly killing each other and killing countless vulnerable people. There are unexpected, life-threatening walks, crooked suicides, and the tragic beauty myth of "the soul returns". We lost time through the screen and stood quietly. All you want to face is death, such as cold gray rocks close to us. In the first example, the sun is still singing at high altitude; Bow, the moon has fallen into the water. Short life station, what can we do In a diverse world, we are on the timeline, such as giant spiders foraging, walking or thinking. The eyes of material temptation are flashing, and people are taken to the depths of their souls and can't see their fragile lives. Jump into the ocean of material desires. But when the waves upset the ship of life, what can I do except an empty body? The philosopher West said, "Man can do what he has done, but he can't want to do it." The floating of luxury is uncertain. For the luxury in the valley, how can we jump and the fragile life can't be hurt? However, we can "do what we do", which is enough to make our life beautiful and touching. We are pulling big fibers, soaking in the wind and rain, and driving the boat to leave traces of life on the shore of time, so that we can understand how happy we are to be alive. We can brand the snowflake mark in the poetic spirit of a beautiful homeland and the pure life in the west. Love life, * * * smile, open the window every day to welcome a new sun, a wisp of breeze, across the sky. Walking into the sunshine, let the clear spring of life show the natural and simple soil. Passion for life is like cherishing a short life in a fragile shell, and living with fine sand in the waves. Colorful patterns are eternal and indelible rings. When the tide recedes, death comes, but the shell of life will become a beautiful immortal fossil on the beach of time. Full of passion for life, laugh when you should laugh, cry when you should cry, and laugh when you should cry; Get back on your feet and pack up for a trip. Love life, cherish life, we are alive and happy. The long river of life has been endless since ancient times. People are immersed in this water and feel the flow of life. The dead are gone, yesterday is gone, life is gone, and the instinct of survival awakens us to love and cherish life. The bell of time is beating the pulse, beating, sometimes weak and sometimes strong. However, people are animals with strange contradictions. The feud between branches and vines, the complexity of the world, and the ups and downs of where you will go have been bothering us and making it difficult for us to survive. The endless reproduction of human beings also breeds the seeds of hatred, ruthlessly killing each other and killing countless fragile creatures. There are also unexpected troubles that threaten the pace of life. Qu Zi's suicide covered up the beautiful myth of "the return of the soul" with dark sadness. We walked through the lost time, standing quietly, trying to face something, but only death approached us like a cold gray rock wall. The sun is still singing in the sky when you look up; When I looked down, the moon had fallen into the water. What can we do for life during the short stopover? Things change, and we are like spiders on the giant web of time, foraging, walking or thinking. Cross-flow material desires are the eyes of flashing temptation, and some people are taken away from their souls and ignore their fragile lives. Wang Yang, caught in materialistic desires. However, when the waves overturn the ship of life, what else belongs to you except an empty body? A western philosopher said, "man can do what he does, but he can't want what he wants." Extravagant luxury lingers in the empty valley. How can I jump off a cliff? Fragile life can't stand the harm of * * *. However, we can "do what we should do", which is enough to make our life beautiful and touching. We pull the fiber on the river and swim against the current, leaving the traces of life around time, so that we can know more about life and happiness. We can sprinkle exquisite poems in the spiritual home and imprint pure marks on the snow of life. Love life, open the window with a smile every day to welcome a brand-new sun, a refreshing wind and a pigeon whistle that cuts through the sky. Walking into the sunshine, let life show the innocence and nature of the mountain spring and the simplicity of the soil. Love life, just like a fragile creature in its shell, cherish its short life. In the waves, the shell of life is carved with gravel. Colorful patterns are eternal rings. When the tide recedes and death comes, the shell of life will leave beautiful and immortal fossils on the beach of time. Love life, laugh when you should laugh, cry when you should cry, cry clearly and laugh happily; If you fall, stand up, pack your things and continue on your way. Love life, cherish life, we are alive, we are very happy.