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Youth inspirational radio draft

If you are an announcer at the school radio station, you will know that the broadcast draft is usually prepared in advance before broadcast. Without the preparation of the broadcast draft, there will be no good program effect. What are the characteristics of an excellent broadcast draft? The following is a broadcast draft about youth inspirational compiled by me for your reference only. Let's have a look.

Youth inspirational radio manuscript 1 the color of youth

Sparse and dense

Mix with ...

The vitality of green leaves

The breath of youth

More and more intense

Mix with ...

Fragrant fragrance of flowers

Memories of youth

We have to.

Will remember

Play in the sun

Rest in the shade of a tree

Traces of youth

It's engraved in my heart.

Can't forget.

Young you

Youth inspirational radio manuscript 2 colorful flowers are quietly blooming.

The faint fragrance drifted away.

Close your eyes.

Facing the Sea With Spring Blossoms

endless longing

It is the color of youth.

Is a persistent pursuit.

Are petals flying all over the sky.

Floating, static electricity, falling and dust pollution

The injury of youth, the pain of youth.

Still exists

Ideal, flowering, youth and beauty

Youth inspirational radio article 3 youth, what is it?

Do you cross your legs in class?

Or play tricks on your neighbors?

Are you dressed strangely and dyed your head?

Or flirting with strangers?

Is hiding in the dormitory smoking, drinking and playing cards?

Or do you beat another person for one person?

Are you crying for your lover?

Or commit suicide by jumping off a building for an unworthy friendship?

These are not youth!

Youth is warm!

Youth is positive!

Youth is pure!

Although we were young and ignorant at that time

Simple is a bit silly.

Study hard and struggle!

But isn't that youth?

Once that kind of sultry feelings.

Isn't it youth?

My friend, if you are falling.

Please turn back.

Look at that great young man!

Look at the struggling youth!

Youth inspirational radio manuscript 4 youth dream catcher

Never dare to stop.

Even when I look back,

I'm afraid time is pressing,

Cann't keep up with your rhythm,

At which intersection did you lose it?

The scenery on the road,

Drunk butterfly.

Maybe you are more beautiful than the scenery.

So I chose to move on.

In fact, I know that the burden on my shoulders is more important than this!

There are always people who dream of a bright future.

There are always people who believe that this is God's plan.

I just pray that the night will give me more days,

Let me not lose her support,

Lost in the unknown tomorrow.

It's already slightly dawn,

I'm going to pack,

Waiting for the morning bell to scream,

Dreamers are on their way again.

Youth inspirational radio manuscript 5 walked away without thinking.

I want to rush over,

The rest of my life is looming.

I always thought it would be far away,

What is missed will never reappear. ...

Leaning against the window to listen to the rain, dripping eaves!

It is your hurried footsteps that have crossed the fleeting time.

Gray rain curtain,

Mysteriously covered up the scenery behind the scenes.

I really want to see it.

But there is no pair of eyes that can see through!

With the increase of wind power,

The rain curtain lifted.

There is no trace of the sun coming out.

Angular sides,

Has been naive perfunctory.

My youth is that maple leaf,

Trembling in the rain,

Swing in the wind.

Then when the sun comes out, it becomes green and dazzling!

Autumn will come soon.

Standing in the middle of the tracks, you can't see the horizon.

On the horizon without intersection

It is the dividing line of youth.

I've gone far without thinking.

Like a long passer-by, stay with me.

I always thought it would be boring,

I was shocked, turned around and found that,

Walking on the edge of the railway track

Wait a minute!

Youth inspirational radio manuscript 6 Give up you and pursue your dreams.

Sometimes life is short, sometimes it is long, but because of too many mistakes, it passes quietly in our hands. Walking on the road, we arrived at the youth station, and then we chose to stand in front. Everything will constitute our life. ...

Sometimes, walking around the campus, watching that person come and go, the last figure is deeply imprinted in our hearts, dreams, parents' expectations, you make me deeply entangled, looking forward to chasing your footsteps and walking through the most beautiful time hand in hand. But my parents' expectations came to mind. They want me to exchange my efforts for my best time, walk out of here step by step with my efforts and look forward to the future. ...

I think life will not be perfect, and it will be accompanied by the loss of something. If the flowers bloom too early, they will inevitably wither too early. If so, I should also give up those beautiful fantasies, sweat like rain in the best time to make my life regret, and strive to pursue my dreams while I am still young. ...

There are gains and losses, and those fantasies should come first to blowing in the wind ... Maybe it is a mistake to give up on you, but I think if you give up my most beautiful dream, then if one day you leave, I will have nothing. ...

Youth inspirational radio manuscript 7 When confused,

You set foot on a pure land.

A childish little face

With curiosity and joy

Look around.

Only know

I will be here with you for six years.

Embark on a new journey

Leave the bondage of parents

You are excited and happy.

Time is like water.

In crying and laughing again and again.

In a blink of an eye, six spring and autumn periods have left you.

You set foot on this pure land again

The face is less childish and more determined.

Eyes more eager for knowledge.

Three years of ups and downs

You got through it.

But the coming storm

This is the last test of your sailing skills in three years.

Don't be afraid, don't back down.

Take out the heroism of Haiyan

Shout at the sky

"Let the storm come more violently."

Facing the lost youth

No need to complain, no need to regret.

It is better to dream than to do things.

Youth inspirational radio manuscript 8 whose youth is not confused

Who says cold plum and proud snow are not spring?

Who says there are no tears in the pen?

Whose songs and dances are flying,

Whose youth is not confused.

Have the will to destroy ice and snow, not afraid of obstacles.

I am full of sadness and sadness.

If tomorrow's Chu Yang is not here,

Don't you give up your dream?

Youth lights up the dream of life.

Youth is like singing and dancing in life.

Lights, applause only for you!

The passing of youth will come,

Like the sun on the horizon.

It will eventually dispel the light, no matter how beautiful it is.

Looking back in shock, you will only find that you have failed your youth too much.

Some people sincerely feel the true meaning of youth.

But no one found that ordinary is the most true self.

Alas, the disguise will eventually be exposed by yourself.

Tear open the confusion in your heart, not afraid of darkness, because you firmly believe that without confusion, the light will shine!

Teenager! Don't give up, maybe the next turn is your home court!

Teenager! Don't be discouraged, maybe the next grade will be ideal!

Teenager! Don't be confused, because youth is shining!

The color of youth, grasp and cherish!

Youth inspirational radio draft 9 walked through the familiar intersection,

Think about the mistakes of those youthful years,

We're not wrong,

But it passed.

The wind blows,

Even the once blue sky,

Also seem so melancholy.

The wind blows,

Let's use our last heart,

Holy prayer.

Beauty is innocent, youth is too beautiful,

Beauty is drunk and dreams die.

Youth inspirational radio manuscript 10 We stand under the starry sky and look up at the stars in the sky.

Standing on the grass, we often think: What should we do after graduation?

We always think that our dreams are big and difficult to realize, and we are afraid of being laughed at after failure.

However, after we fail, we only think of ridicule and never try hard.

Dreams are like twinkling stars in the sky. They look small, but they are really big.

But we don't know why some stars shine and some don't.

That's because they have worked hard and won't regret even if they fail.

Although the light of the stars is not as dazzling as that of the moon,

But if there is no moon, then the stars can illuminate this dark land with their own light until the moon appears.

A single spark can light up the darkness in the night sky.

Youth inspirational radio manuscript 1 1 Dear leaders, teachers and dear students,

Hello everyone! The speech I'm going to give you today is called Youth and Ideal.

We have left ignorance and ushered in our youth. Youth, let us be presumptuous, let us let go, appreciate the freedom like the wind and feel the freedom like the cloud, because youth has given us the peak of life, we don't need to be mature, we are no longer ignorant, we only have perseverance.

Life is the pursuit of ideals, and ideals are the indicator of life. Without this lamp, you will lose the courage to live. Therefore, only by adhering to the lofty ideals of life can we not get lost in the ocean of life. Tolstoy divided the ideal of life into the ideal of life, the ideal of a stage, the ideal of a year, the ideal of a month, even the ideal of a day, an hour and a minute. Hearing this, classmates, have you thought of your ideals?

The flower season of life is the spring of life, beautiful but short. As a college student, during this period, we should study hard, make continuous progress and find a sky of our own. Youth is the hope of the motherland and the future of the nation. Everyone is the master of his own tomorrow.

A philosopher once said, "I walked a lot in my dream and woke up in bed." It vividly tells us a truth: people can't live in dreamy ideals. Yes, people should not only have ideals, but also dream boldly, and work hard, lying in their ideals and waiting for a new beginning. If it is not only far away, even what they already have will be lost. Students, are you also wandering in your dreams?

The predecessors said well, "Where there is a will, there is a way", and where there is no will, there is a way. What has no ambition is only a dream, the so-called "ideal". No matter how beautiful and perfect their blueprints are, they are just castles in the air and a mirage. Students, are you a person with long-term ambition or a person with eternal ambition?

Finally, I want to end today's speech with a sentence from Liang Qichao: "Teenagers are wise, teenagers are rich, teenagers are strong, teenagers are progressive, teenagers are superior to the land, so the country is superior to the land." Let's sweat all the way, drink all the dust, chew all the hardships, and let youth continue to burn under the red flag; May every young man embrace his own ideals, ride the wind and waves in the voyage of life and forge ahead bravely!

Youth inspirational radio manuscript 12 youth, teenagers chasing dreams.

Youth has too many inexplicable emotions, waiting for us to experience and be sentimental.

If you abandon all emotions, all that remains is old age.

I was stunned by youth, aged by years, and bewitched by feelings.

If we give up all our dreams, all we have left is an empty shell.

Forget those long and mottled dreams, forget the promises you made,

Dragging the declining body, shuttling through one strange alley after another.

Time makes youth grow old, leaving endless harm.

The faint sadness in the corner of my eyes, the moist tears in my eyes,

All this flashes and disappears on our faces, and we can't hide it.

Youth erodes our bodies, and we are too sentimental.

I crawled forward alone, but lost my original dream.

The wings of dreams are constantly broken, and another dream is constantly picked up.

In this way, day after day, never changed.

Until our patience is exhausted, our inner despair is still singing.

How many people give in to fate, how many people give in to reality,

That doesn't matter anymore. The important thing is,

How many people can stick to their original dreams after experiencing black and white.

What you can't do is called a dream;

What can be achieved is called ideal.

Dreams belong to young teenagers, and ideals belong to young people who are about to die.

People always want to leave footprints on their own roads.

It's about looking back at what you once had and what you lost in the future.

Write down my youth in the palest words.

Humming inner despair in a hoarse voice.

Youth inspirational radio manuscript 13 youth is a trickle; Youth is a new green bud. Youth is colorless, like white paper, waiting for us to describe; Youth is colorless, like an unwritten diary, waiting for us to write.

Youth is the most brilliant touch of the warm sun in the flower season, beautiful and exquisite.

Youth inspirational radio article 14 is that men always want to go far away.

Towards the distant is to make life more brilliant.

Walking on the rugged road,

Young eyes are full of dreams and ideas.

Whether walking alone or together,

Let every footprint be solid and powerful.

We learn to endure pain.

Learn to collect tears like pearls,

Save all your tears on the day of success,

On that day, even the Wang Yang sea.

We learn to deal with misunderstandings.

Learn to taste the bitter wine of life slowly like drinking.

No matter how many grievances and hardships life has experienced,

We always have young faces,

Wake up every morning.

We learn to deal with rumors.

Learn to face the vicissitudes of the world calmly,

Sudden death does not cause shock, and it is not angry to add this for no reason.

This is our courage and our achievement.

We learn to seize every day.

Life is short and the road is long. Let's cherish every scenery.

We walked on and on and became a landscape.

Towards the distant, from teenager to youth,

From youth to old age, we are from stars to sunset.

I walked into life with a smile,

No matter how life rewards me.

Give me an apartment?

I am a happy flowing river.

Call me rough?

I am a mountain. Seriously think!

Reward me with happiness?

I am a swallow flying in the sky.

Repay my misfortune?

I am a strong bamboo, which can stand many trials!

You can't live without laughter,

How lonely the world should be without laughter.

Nothing can change my love of life,

I smile and walk towards a fiery life!

If you are a seed, you should have green hope;

A seed should have a golden dream.

Don't lie in a closed greenhouse,

Afraid of the thin wind and frost in autumn,

Now that we have set foot on the playground,

Don't think too much,

The runway is full of sunshine,

Don't be shy and nervous.

Listen to the autumn geese in the air, song for you,

To pick up the golden patch,

Full of confidence, there is hope!

Not for applause.

Not for deliberate conquest

Only hard sweat turns into the pursuit of footsteps.

A firm belief in the heart

A steady step under one's feet

Unconsciously, the phoenix tree outside the window is yellow and green, green and yellow. I am no longer that little girl, but a young boy in his prime.

We are in adolescence. I have my own little secret, which is no longer shared with my companions. With your own personality, you are no longer listening to your parents; With your own thoughts, it is no longer the naive appearance of following the rules.

I still remember that in physical education class, boys and girls used to play hide-and-seek, hopscotch and bungee jumping together, and talked about everything with each other. But now in physical education class, girls get together and boys stick together and stay away from each other. Where is the old happiness now? I still remember dancing in a group, asking boys and girls to hold hands. We danced clumsily like teachers, but now both boys and girls are shy. I still remember once in class, we scrambled to raise our hands for fear that the teacher would not call us. But now, math and physics are boys' world, and their sensitivity to numbers makes us girls deeply admire, while we girls are sleepy in class and have a headache when we encounter numbers, so we often don't understand them. But Chinese class is our girls' world. We wander in Chinese and are deeply attracted by the charm of words. We changed in adolescence, and it is precisely because we changed that we reflected the passing of our youth.

Youth is passing silently. She needs us to cherish. Cherishing youth means cherishing time and life. Youth needs us to grasp it well, and grasping youth means grasping life.

Youth is also short and beautiful. He passed away. Since you can't keep your youth, seize it and work hard!

I once naively thought: live a good youth, do more meaningful things, things worth remembering, because when I am old, I will sit in a cane chair and be surrounded by many children. They will listen to me and show envy on my youthful face, which is also one of my wishes. Yes, you must work hard today, if you want someone to say it in the future.

Youth needs hard work. Open the skylight of youth, freeze the moving scenery, and knock on the ideal hall with persistent belief, youthful passion and youthful strength. Open the skylight of youth, give a promise to the future, smile gratefully with sincere heart, and cherish the sunshine of life with concerned eyes.

Listen, youth is passing, and she quietly told me to work hard.

Youth inspirational radio manuscript 16 youth is really like a wonderful interpretation, and we are the protagonists of this interpretation, making this interpretation even better.

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My youth is full of literary talent.

Splash ink and elegant books, and the literary talent is flying. This is a perfect description of our youth. Once upon a time, I was no longer the free and carefree child. Get out of that colorful childhood. With the laughter of the children outside the window, I smelled the ink in the sea of books and tasted the ancient Chinese rhyme. Enjoy the graceful lotus flowers in the botanical garden with Zhang Xiaofeng; Meet Bing Xin on the shore and see the white roses all over the mountain. Take your soul to travel with Bi Shumin and have fun with Chicago. Tracing back to the source, China's 5,000-year-old ancient culture is endless. Perilla looks at the moon and asks for wine, and the window in Dongli listens to Yi 'an's heartbroken song. Ma Zhiyuan watched his life wandering on the ancient horse racing road, and Xin Qiji, a subsidiary of Sandstorm, took the lead.

My youth is so progressive every day, and my youth is so literary!

My youth fantasy flows

As a big fan of short stories, I naturally love fantasy. I fantasize that I will become a doctor, and it is my duty to save lives. I fantasize that I will be a border guard, and defending my country is my ideal; I also fantasized about being an ordinary people's teacher, and it is my mission to cultivate talents for the country; I also fantasize that I will become a writer, and it is my goal to add color to literature. This fantasy has also become a star dotted in my youth, shining. Because of fantasy, I have the motivation to make progress.

My youth is so progressive every day, and my youth is so illusory!

My youth is confident.

This is an era of publicity that throws away the old clothes of the feudal era. We are really a new generation full of vigor and vitality in this country. Let go of our hesitation and sadness, we should create the glory of the palace of youth, with blood flowing in our chests and loud slogans in our mouths. My youth is confident! I am not a short skirt, I don't need arrogance, I am me, and I am a new generation of self-confidence and publicity. I believe I will sail on my dream boat!

My youth is so progressive every day, and my youth is so confident!

Drawing a magnificent picture of the motherland's mountains and rivers, Yang Yifan dreams of sailing, lighting a star of youth to shine, and my youth is improving every day!

17 Youth is a beautiful sadness. Those cities with flat faces, those cities with gaunt faces, all fell in the wheel of fate. From then on, those who pass by will turn around in different fates and crawl in different scars. Did you cry when the train rumbled and crushed our beautiful youth?

There is always a person who leaves a faint scar in his heart; There is always a story that we can't forget; There is always such youth, reminding us that the corners of our mouths are full of sweet smiles. However, after years of glimpses, we will all grow, we will lose in growth, and we will understand in loss that nothing is eternal.

In the dark, I cried my eyes out, only to find that tears are salty and smiles are bitter. I thought that the friend who walked hand in hand with us in the sun would be my life partner, but I didn't know that he was just an important passer-by. I thought I could go on smiling all the time, but I didn't know it, but I kept crying with a forced smile.

Youth, let us know how sweet the smile is, how bitter the tears are and how painful the heart is.

Young people don't understand that youth is fleeting, and they want to keep the years they are chasing, but they can only stand in the wind and be silent. It turned out that it slipped through our fingers inadvertently. Then we have been chasing the footprints of the wind, quietly listening to the sound of the sea on the golden beach, step by step footprints instantly covered by sand, leaving no trace.

The hourglass of time has precipitated the inescapable past, and the hand of memory will always pick up those beautiful sorrows. If there is no if, will time stop for us? The ebb and flow of the sunset I once saw was buried by time, turned into bubbles and dissipated in the air.

Youth is a touch of color in my hand. I added a lot of inexplicable colors to it. I spend every day laughing, which belongs to youth. Suddenly, youth is coming to an end. Who knows what youth is like? Maybe it's perfect, maybe it once smiled at me, maybe everything is a fantasy.

The people I met and the youth I missed have already ended grandly. Don't need others to understand, also don't care about other people's evaluation. Acquaintances, one thing after another, are gradually submerged in the quicksand of the years. Many things that should be forgotten must be remembered, but many things that should be remembered cannot be remembered. The original dream, turning around and looking back vaguely, vanished in a snap of your fingers.

Youth inspirational radio manuscript 18 Youth is a hasty book.

No time to savor.

When all the endings are written

I forget how it started.

The smiling faces of the students.

It is the best memory of youth.

The words on the blackboard are hard to erase.

Then print it in your memory.

The yellowed photos are engraved with your and my names.

But I can't remember the past.

I only remember when I was young.

A group of children are fighting.