课前一分钟英语演讲？

英文演讲其实比中文演讲更简单，一篇舒服的稿子能让你在英语课上游刃有余。下面是我为你整理的几篇，希望能帮到你哟。

篇一：youth

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when the aerialare down , and your spirit icovered with snowof cynici *** and the ice of pessimi *** , then you are grown old ,even at 20 , but along ayour aerialare up ,to catch waveof optimi *** , there ihope you madie young at 80.

thank you!

篇二：A Place to Sleep 睡觉的地方

Well, I do have a double room with one occupant , admitted the manager, and he might be glad to split the cost. But to tell you the truth, he snores so loudly that people in adjoining rooms have plained in the past. I'm not sure it'd be worth it to you.

No problem, the tired traveler assured him. I'll take it.

The next morning, John came down to breakfast bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. When asked about how he slept, he replied, Never better.

The manager was impressed. No problem with the other guy snoring, then?

Nope. I shut him up in no time.

How'd you manage that?

He was already in bed, snoring away, when I came in the room, John said. I went over, gave him a kion the cheek, said, 'Goodnight, beautiful.' With that he sat up all night watching me.

篇三：A helping hand 伸出援手

A man who lived in a block of apartments thought it was raining and put his head out the window to check. As he did so a glaeye fell into his hand.

He looked up to see where it came from in time to see a young woman looking down.

Is this yours? he asked.

She said, Yes, could you bring it up? and the man agreed.

On arrival she was profuse in her thanks and offered the man a drink. As she was very attractive he agreed. Shortly afterwards she said, I'm about to have dinner. There's plenty. Would you like to join me?

He readily accepted her offer and both enjoyed a lovely meal. As the evening was drawing to a close the lady said, I've had a marvelous evening. Would you like to stay the night?

The man hesitated then said, Do you act like this with every man you meet?

No, she replied, Only those who catch my eye.

英语翻译句子

No problem, we book a July 15 to 18,. If you need to extend stay after time, you just let we once line (2) some. We have several good meeting rooms, and there are meeting table, refrigerator and JiuBaTai. If you like it, we can give you a and meeting room adjoining room (3) credit card. To you, my card. Tonight I will make some calls. The room has direct dial telephone?

酒店销售部协调员主要负责什么

1、负责拟定酒店市场营销计划及营销策略；

2、负责拟定市场拓展及推广工作的行动计划；

3、负责酒店的广告策划宣传工作；

4、负责组织实施酒店既定的营销方案，并根据市场变化作相应的策略调整，以达到最佳销售效果，定期向酒店总经理汇报工作进度。

5、负责酒店销售公关资料的收集、积累，文件、材料的整、编写等工作；

6、负责与房务部、餐饮部等部门协调共同制定客户、餐饮等价格方案及优惠规定，并每年对合同协议进行一次修订；

7、负责与财务部协调审核客户挂账的方式、限度和信用情况，并协助做催收帐项；

8、负责每年定期参与重要的国内外旅**业展销会，加强酒店对外宣传；

9、负责建立合作紧密、高效能的营销队伍，充分发挥每位成员的潜能；

10、负责制定及修订营销人员工效挂钩方案，督促销售部员工开拓有潜质的新客户并签定商务合约。

拓展资料：

销售部术语例如：Adjoining Rooms 毗邻房、American Plan (AP)美式房价、Best Available最有利状况、Check-in 入住、Check-out 离店、Commercial/Corporate Rate商务/公司协议价格、Confirmed Reservation预定确认、Connecting Rooms 连通房、Continental Plan大陆房价等。。。

参考资料：酒店前台服务内涵详解与分析_工作流程_职业餐饮网

著名英语诗人

我推荐下面几位诗人和他们的诗,都是熟篇目.

1、W.B.Yeats（威廉姆·巴特·叶芝,英国）这是我最喜欢的英国诗人了.推荐一首短的吧.

He Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

Had I heavens’embroidered cloths,

Enwrought with golden and silver light.

The blue and the dim and the dark cloths,

Of night and light and the half light.

I would spread the cloths under your feet,

But I, being poor, have only my dreams.

I have spread my dreams under your feet,

Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

天国的嫁衣

如有天孙锦,

愿为君铺地.

镶金复镶银,

明暗日夜继.

家贫锦难求,

唯有以梦替.

践履慎轻置,

吾梦不堪碎.

（和很多人一样,这首诗我最喜欢的也是居浩然的译笔,不仅达意,而且很古雅.）

2、Percy Bysshe Shelley（这个就是著名的雪莱了,英国人）

The Cloud

I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,

From the seas and the streams;

I bear light shade for the leaves when laid

In their noonday dreams.

From my wings are shaken the dews that waken

The sweet buds every one,

When rocked to rest on their motheraposs breast,

As she dances about the sun.

I wield the flail of the lashing hail,

And whiten the green plains under,

And then again I dissolve it in rain,

And laugh as I pass in thunder.

云（节选）

我为焦渴的鲜花,从河川,从海洋

带来清新的甘霖；

我为绿叶披上淡淡的凉荫,当他们

从我的翅膀上摇落露珠,去唤醒

每一朵香甜的蓓蕾,

当她们的母亲绕太阳旋舞时摇晃着

使她们在怀里入睡.

我挥动冰雹的连枷,把绿色的原野

捶打得有如银装素裹,

再用雨水把冰雪消溶,我轰然大笑,

当我在雷声中走过.

（故意没有推荐《西风颂》.）

3、Willam Wordsworth（华兹华斯,英国人,湖畔诗派的著名诗人）

We Are Seven

A SIMPLE Child,

That lightly draws its breath,

And feels its life in every limb,

What should it know of death?

I met a little cottage Girl:

She was eight years old, she said;

Her hair was thick with many a curl

That clustered round her head.

She had a rustic, woodland air,

And she was wildly clad:

Her eyes were fair, and very fair;

—Her beauty made me glad.

‘Sisters and brothers, little Maid,

How many may you be?’

‘How many? Seven in all,’ she said,

And wondering looked at me.

‘And where are they? I pray you tell.’

She answered, ‘Seven are we;

And two of us at Conway dwell,

And two are gone to sea.

‘Two of us in the church-yard lie,

My sister and my brother;

And, in the church-yard cottage, I

Dwell near them with my mother.’

‘You say that two at Conway dwell,

And two are gone to sea,

Yet ye are seven!—I pray you tell,

Sweet Maid, how this may be.’

Then did the little Maid reply,

‘Seven boys and girls are we;

Two of us in the church-yard lie,

Beneath the church-yard tree.’

‘You run above, my little Maid,

Your limbs they are alive;

If two are in the church-yard laid,

Then ye are only five.’

‘Their graves are green, they may be seen,’

The little Maid replied,

‘Twelve steps or more from my mother’s door,

And they are side by side.

‘My stockings there I often knit,

My kerchief there I hem;

And there upon the ground I sit,

And sing a song to them.

‘And often after sun-set, Sir,

When it is light and fair,

I take my little porringer,

And eat my supper there.

‘The first that died was sister Jane;

In bed she moaning lay,

Till God released her of her pain;

And then she went away.

‘So in the church-yard she was laid;

And, when the grass was dry,

Together round her grave we played,

My brother John and I .

‘And when the ground was white with snow,

And I could run and slide,

My brother John was forced to go,

And he lies by her side.’

‘How many are you, then,’ said I,

‘If they two are in heaven?’

Quick was the little Maid’s reply,

‘O Master! we are seven.’

‘But they are dead; those two are dead!

Their spirits are in heaven!’

’Twas throwing words away; for still

The little Maid would have her will,

And said, ‘Nay, we are seven!’

“我们七个”

一个单纯的小孩,

他呼吸,轻快无比,

每只手脚都充满了生命,

他哪管什么叫死.

我碰到一个小女孩,

住乡下小屋,说她八岁.

她有着一头乱发,

在头上,一一下坠.

她一派乡野土气,

穿着随便失体,

她眼睛漂亮、真漂亮,

——她的美使我欢喜.

“小姑娘啊,”我问道,

“你可有几个兄弟姊妹?”

“几个呢?一共七个.”她答道,

看着我,奇怪有什么不对.

“告诉我,他们都在哪儿?”

她答道：“一共七位,

两个去航海,

两个住康卫.

“哥哥姐姐两个,

埋在坟里.

靠近他们,那小屋

妈妈和我住在一起.”

“你说两个去航海,

两个住康卫.

但你们有七个,

可爱的姑娘,这有点不对.”

小姑娘还是照说：

“我们七个不差.”

（这是胡虚一、李敖译的）

4、Emily Dickinson（艾米莉·狄金森,美国人,一个女隐者）

I DIED For Beauty

I died for beauty - but was scarce

Adjusted in the Tomb

When one who died for Truth, was lain

In the adjoining Room –

He questioned softly “ Why I failed” ?

“ For beauty”, I replied –

“ And I – for Truth – Themself are One

We Brethren, are”, He said –

And so, as Kin**en, met a Night –

We talked between the Rooms –

Until the Moss had reached our lips –

And convered up – our names –

我为美而死

我为美而死,对坟墓

几乎还不适应

一个殉真理的烈士

就成了我的近邻—

他轻声问我“为什么倒下”?

我回答他：“为了美”—

他说：“我为真理,真与美—

是一体,我们是兄弟”—

就这样,像亲人,黑夜相逢—

我们隔着房间谈心—

直到苍苔长上我们的嘴唇—

覆盖掉,我们的姓名—

（这首诗的译本很多,但我最喜欢这一个.它很朴素.）

5、T.S.Eliot（艾略特,美国人）

The Waste Land

I. THE BURIAL OF THE DEAD

APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding

Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing

Memory and desire, stirring

Dull roots with spring rain.

Winter kept us warm, covering 5

Earth in forgetful snow, feeding

A little life with dried tubers.

Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee

With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade,

And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten, 10

And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.

Bin gar keine Russin, stamm' aus Litauen, echt deutsch.

And when we were children, staying at the archduke's,

My cousin's, he took me out on a sled,

And I was frightened. He said, Marie, 15

Marie, hold on tight. And down we went.

In the mountains, there you feel free.

I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.

What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow

Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man, 20

You cannot say, or guess, for you know only

A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,

And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,

And the dry stone no sound of water. Only

There is shadow under this red rock, 25

(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),

And I will show you something different from either

Your shadow at morning striding behind you

Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;

I will show you fear in a handful of dust. 30

Frisch weht der Wind

Der Heimat zu.

Mein Irisch Kind,

Wo weilest du?

'You gave me hyacinths first a year ago; 35

'They called me the hyacinth girl.'

—Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden,

Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not

Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither

Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, 40

Looking into the heart of light, the silence.

Od' und leer das Meer.

Madame Sosostris, famous clairvoyante,

Had a bad cold, nevertheless

Is known to be the wisest woman in Europe, 45

With a wicked pack of cards. Here, said she,

Is your card, the drowned Phoenician Sailor,

(Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!)

Here is Belladonna, the Lady of the Rocks,

The lady of situations. 50

Here is the man with three staves, and here the Wheel,

And here is the one-eyed merchant, and this card,

Which is blank, is something he carries on his back,

Which I am forbidden to see. I do not find

The Hanged Man. Fear death by water. 55

I see crowds of people, walking round in a ring.

Thank you. If you see dear Mrs. Equitone,

Tell her I bring the horoscope myself:

One must be so careful these days.

Unreal City, 60

Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,

A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,

I had not thought death had undone so many.

Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled,

And each man fixed his eyes before his feet. 65

Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,

To where Saint Mary Woolnoth kept the hours

With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.

There I saw one I knew, and stopped him, crying 'Stetson!

'You who were with me in the ships at Mylae! 70

'That corpse you planted last year in your garden,

'Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?

'Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?

'Oh keep the Dog far hence, that's friend to men,

'Or with his nails he'll dig it up again! 75

'You! hypocrite lecteur!—mon semblable,—mon frère!'

荒原

一、死者的葬礼

四月最残忍,从死了的

土地滋生丁香,混杂着

回忆和欲望,让春雨

挑动着呆钝的根.

冬天保我们温暖,把大地

埋在忘怀的雪里,使干了的

球茎得一点点生命.

夏天来得意外,随着一阵骤雨

到了斯坦伯吉西；我们躲在廊下,

等太阳出来,便到郝夫加登

去喝咖啡,又闲谈了一点钟.

我不是俄国人,原籍立陶宛,是纯德国种.

我们小时侯,在大公家做客,

那是我表兄,他带我出去滑雪撬,

我害怕死了.他说,玛丽,玛丽,

抓紧了呵.于是我们冲下去.

在山中,你会感到舒畅.

我大半夜看书,冬天去到南方.

这是什么根在抓着,是什么树杈

从这片乱石里长出来?人子呵,

你说不出,也猜不着,因为你只知道

一堆破碎的形象,受着太阳拍击,

而枯树没有阴凉,蟋蟀不使人轻松,

干石头发不出流水的声音.只有

一片阴影在这红色的岩石下,

（来吧,请走进这红岩石下的阴影）

我要指给你一件事,它不同于

你早晨的影子,跟在你后面走

也不象你黄昏的影子,起来迎你,

我要指给你恐惧是在一撮尘土里.

风儿吹得清爽,

吹向我的家乡,

我的爱尔兰孩子,

如今你在何方?

“一年前你初次给了我风信子,

他们都叫我风信子女郎.”

——可是当我们从风信子花园走回,天晚了,

你的两臂抱满,你的头发是湿的,

我说不出话来,两眼看不见,我

不生也不死,什么也不知道,

看进光的中心,那一片沉寂.

荒凉而空虚是那大海.

索索斯垂丝夫人,著名的相命家,

患了重感冒,但仍然是

欧洲公认的最有智慧的女人,

她有一副鬼精灵的纸牌.这里,她说,

你的牌,淹死的腓尼基水手,

（那些明珠曾经是他的眼睛.看!）

这是美女贝拉磨娜,岩石的女人,

有多种遭遇的女人.

这是有三根杖的人,这是轮盘,

这是独眼商人,还有这张牌

是空白的,他拿来背在背上,

不许我看见.我找不到.

那绞死的人.小心死在水里.

我看见成群的人,在一个圈里转.

谢谢你.如果你看见伊奎通太太,

就说我亲自把星象图带过去：

这年头人得万事小心呵.

不真实的城,

在冬天早晨棕黄色的雾下,

一群人流过伦敦桥,呵,这么多

我没有想到死亡毁灭了这么多.

叹息,隔一会短短地嘘出来,

每个人的目光都盯着自己的脚.

流上小山,流下威廉王大街,

直到圣玛丽·乌尔诺教堂,在那里

大钟正沉沉桥着九点的最后一响.

那儿我遇到一个熟人,喊住他道：

“史太森!你记得我们在麦来船上!

去年你种在你的花园里的尸首,

它发芽了吗?今年能开花吗?

还是突然霜冻搅乱了它的花床?

哦,千万把狗撵开,那是人类之友,

不然他会用爪子又把它掘出来!

你呀,伪善的读者——我的同类,我的兄弟!”

（这首诗一共有五节,这只是第一节）

以上都是很有名的英语诗人和作品,应该足够当作作业.如果您的老师对此表示怀疑——呃,她/他真是英语老是么?

我用心给您找到答案,如果您能真正读一读并喜欢它们,我会非常高兴：）

找狄金森的诗为美而死

《我为美而死》

译/青裳

我为美死去，却还不曾

在墓中安息，

又来一位为真理而死的人

栖身我的隔壁。

他悄言问我何以逝去

“为了美。”我回答。

“而我为真理。真与美是一体；

我们是兄弟。”

就这样，像亲人在夜里相遇

我们隔墙倾谈

直到苍苔爬至我们的唇际

掩没掉，我们的名字。

I DIED for beauty

/Emily Dickinson

I DIED for beauty, but was scarce

Adjusted in the tomb,

When one who died for truth was lain

In an adjoining room.

He questioned softly why I failed?

“For beauty,” I replied.

“And I for truth,—the two are one;

We brethren are,” he said.

And so, as kin**en met a night,

We talked between the rooms,

Until the moss had reached our lips,

And covered up our names.