Keynote speech of "Song of Red Land"

Have you finished the speech of "Songs on Red Land"? Chinese dream? Ninglang chapter condenses strong positive energy. The following is my carefully organized speech. Let's have a look.

Song of the Red Land Speech 1: The photos of popular land scenery appeared in newspapers, especially after winning the prize, which made many photographers who had been to Dongchuan or even settled in Dongchuan beat their chests and wished they could drop their cameras. Ordinary mountains and terraces, even potatoes, rape, buckwheat and corn are not rare species, but they are combined together, just like a colorful palette in the hands of oil painters. Those photographers lamented: Why didn't you find such a beautiful scenery at the beginning?

Unfortunately, things didn't end there.

A rich second generation photographer, driving a luxury off-road vehicle, arrived in Dongchuan with 200,000 to 300,000 photographic equipment. On the way, he met a photographer who came by bus with an unprofessional camera of 10,000 yuan. The two hit it off at first sight, and the rich second generation invited them? Non-professional camera? Get in the car. However, just entering the red land essence scenic spot, non-professional camera? Get off and never get on the bus again. Respect is better than obedience. The rich second generation drove away and took many beautiful photos along the way. Unfortunately, when I got back, because it was similar to the published photos, none of them were taken by the newspaper. One day, he found it in a magazine? Non-professional camera? The scenery is like two graceful dancers wearing colorful Yi pleated skirts and acting in unison. He didn't see this scene at all along the way, so he called to ask. ? Non-professional camera? Answer: Red land is like a beautiful woman, it is multifaceted, and not all perspectives can see her lovely eyes. Successful photographers are not lucky, but good at finding the perspective of discovering beauty. The scenery you can see on the expressway has long been photographed by others. So he left this road to find a perspective that others had not taken.

A senior portrait photographer who has long been looking forward to making achievements in natural scenery photography wants to find a loophole in Dongchuan. When he arrived in Kunming with a group of young people who had just entered the business, it rained unexpectedly. He temporarily decided to break up with the youth and stay to take photos with local friends. The rain stopped that night. The senior photographer set out the next day and arrived in Dongchuan at noon. As soon as they met, the young man excitedly told him that in the morning, the sky was filled with clouds, and the red earth suddenly turned into colorful flowers of different sizes floating among the clouds, still intoxicating, but it only lasted for about half an hour. A senior photographer lived alone for another week, but he didn't see the scenery, leaving regrets and returning sadly.

Appreciating beautiful scenery, like getting a beautiful woman, often requires extraordinary efforts.

? Palette? It is the beauty of the red land signboard, and the best viewing time is May and 10. Some people don't know this, so they just go sometime. When they looked at the scenes and scenery in the photos, they swore that the red land photos were forged by the photographer's later computer processing. Someone happened to see the beauty of the red land signboard, its smooth lines and picturesque scenery, which was beyond his imagination. He didn't understand the current rural policy of the country, and he didn't conduct field investigation in the local area, so he concluded that the plants on the red soil were not crops planted by farmers to harvest, but the local government ordered the masses to follow the paintings drawn by painters, so he not only didn't appreciate them, but also hated them extremely.

Red land has different scenery in different seasons, sometimes it will become a fashionable girl in green, and sometimes it will become a beautiful bride in a white wedding dress? Just like the beauty of red land is multi-layered. However, some people only see the harvest; Some people only see underground mineral deposits; Some people only see the scenery. This lack of hierarchy made Dongchuan people sit once? Roller coaster? .

For a long time, Dongchuan people only saw underground copper mines. In the Qing Dynasty, three quarters of coins were made of copper produced in Dongchuan. After 1949, Dongchuan became a prefecture-level city because of its large copper production. Due to desperate over-exploitation, vegetation has been destroyed and mudslides have occurred frequently. Especially in the 1990s, international copper prices began to fall, and the country's requirements for environmental protection became higher and higher, leaving few copper mines that could be mined. Dongchuan fell into a state of resource exhaustion, mining companies went bankrupt and miners lost their jobs. Dongchuan was also reduced to the next district of Kunming at 1999. Dongchuan people lamented with regret: Dongchuan prospered because of mines, but declined because of mines. The painful lesson made Dongchuan people finally understand that love without hierarchy may be dazzling for a while, but it is difficult to last. They seek the beauty of Dongchuan from many levels and promote industrial transformation. Even the debris flow beach, which used to be regarded as a scourge, found their beauty, holding international debris flow car races, planting ecological forests, building the World Debris Flow Natural Museum and so on. In this way, Dongchuan people cheer up and set up? A comeback, a steady stream? Ambition.

It can be predicted that some people will leave regrets on the red land, some people will wake up to the road of hope like Dongchuan people, and some people will look at the beautiful scenery like they can't find their sweetheart all their lives.

Song of the Red Land Speech 2: Dear judges:

Hello everyone!

I have always wanted to tell you a story, but I don't know where to start every time. When I think of the hero of my story, my heart is always as uncomfortable as a knife? I tried to tell you this story today, maybe you can understand my feelings.

On the morning of February 7th this year, I woke up, turned on my cell phone and received this message: Yang Bin, a cadre of the fire brigade in Mengla County, Yunnan Province, died unfortunately while fighting the fire accident. ? 28 words, like 28 swords, each one is firmly rooted in my heart.

I couldn't help but close my eyes and lie down again, tears streaming down my face. Yes, that's Yang Bin, what a nice guy! Everyone who has met him says so. I searched quietly in my mind, and it seemed that there was a familiar smiling face, a sunny smile and a strong body in front of me.

Yang Bin is from Liudaoqing Village, Caohai Town, Heqing County. He was born in a poor family since childhood. In a chat, he told me that he didn't even wear a pair of socks in primary school for six years. Bin likes playing basketball. Because playing basketball easily wears out shoes, Xiao Bin often runs barefoot on the basketball court until the ball is finished. When I went back to primary school, Bin carried a cold meal before dawn every day and took his two little sisters to school for miles. Once it rained heavily and the mountain road was slippery. Xiao Bin went to school barefoot with his sister on his back. When he saw that scene, all the teachers in the school shed tears of distress. Yes, our bin is such a tenacious person. He is like wintersweet in Liudaoqing Primary School. Even in the coldest winter, it will bloom as white as jade.

When he first went to Heqing to attend middle school, Xiao Bin's grades were far behind the students in the city. In order to catch up with other students, he gets up at 5 o'clock every morning and lights candles at the bedside to recite English words. After the evening lessons, when all the students fell asleep, Xiao Bin quietly reviewed his lessons under the light of the runway toilet. Once, the class dug a ditch, because the ditch was dirty and smelly, and the students didn't want to go down. Xiao Bin jumped in without saying anything. When a ditch was dug out, he was covered in mud. Looking at his appearance, even the class teacher couldn't help being happy. Yes, our Bin is such a diligent person. He is like a cloud and a crane on the roof. Even in the face of a storm, he will fly high.

After graduating from college, Xiao Bin got his wish and finally realized his dream of joining the army. However, this realized dream is full of too much sadness.

After joining the army, a series of important tasks made him want to divide himself into several people. What? Miki? In a decisive year, Olympic security, earthquake relief, etc. He didn't have time to buy casual clothes, fall in love and take the driver's license that he always wanted to take, so that before his sacrifice, Bin was the only fire officer in Mengla Brigade who couldn't drive.

? I'm busy now, and I don't have time to go home during the Spring Festival. You should take care of yourself, and I can go home to visit my relatives in March. ? This is what Yang Bin said when he called his family for the last time before his death. Knowing that Bin joined the army, all his family were proud of him and wanted to see him in military uniform. However, this small wish of his family has never been realized. ? Parents, it's not that my son doesn't want to be reunited, it's not that my son doesn't want to be filial, just because the responsibility on his shoulders is more important than my life. ? He can only talk about his parents' guilt in his diary.

On the evening of February 6, 2009, Yang Bin received the fire fighting instruction and immediately rushed to the fire site with two comrades. It was a big banyan tree that caught fire, and the fire was very big. There are village houses around the banyan tree, and there is a large virgin forest behind the house. The situation is extremely critical. We can't delay a minute! ? Yang Bin and his comrades quickly put out the fire. Just as his comrade-in-arms He was approaching the line of fire with a water gun, Yang Bin, who was evacuating the crowd, rushed forward, grabbed the water gun in He's hand and shouted loudly: Come out at once! ? Then he took a water gun and sprayed it at the fire point. Seeing that the fire was about to be put out, the big banyan tree collapsed without warning? .

? I have a dream that one day, I will raise my water gun and rush to the fire to defend people's lives and property. Maybe in which battle I was injured, disabled or sacrificed, the people would applaud and cheer for me. ? Yang Bin! You faithfully fulfilled your promise with your own life.

You are the pride of Heqing people!

You are the pride of Heqing people!

You are a model of Heqing people!

Bin left, but he won eternal beauty in the eyes of others with his precious life! The box is to the left. He left in such a hurry. He is 26 years old and in his prime. Just as the sun was rising, he left us quietly. He made a crane with his young blood. It is white and elegant, and its white feathers blend with the clouds on the roof.

This classmate said that he is a helpful person.

The teacher said that he was a diligent and practical student.

Comrades say he is a selfless soldier.

Even the scenery in his hometown says that he is a loyal guard.

Mountains and rivers in my hometown!

Please use the green all spring,

Countless streams rush to the sea,

White clouds fluttered gently on the mountain,

Play an epic hymn for our hero!

Dear friends, this is the story I want to tell, about my friend, no, our friend? The story of Yang Bin. As short as Bin's life, but because of my stupidity, I can't express Bin's thrilling life.

What's the way to die? I'm on the same mountain. I always remember what Bin said to me before he died. We should dress up the world with truth, goodness and beauty, and touch the world with love and passion? Today, I share this sentence with you. Is this ours? Crane? The declaration of life is like the sun shining on the land of the river, and it is covered with golden light every morning or night.

He yang earth, people work for generations, endless!

Song of the Red Land Speech 3: Dear leaders, judges, teachers and dear friends:

Hello everyone! I am today's contestant X, from Maozhai Village, Kasi Town, Changning County, and I am a university student village official. Today, I'm going to give you a speech entitled "The Most Beautiful Melody in One Descent".

Let me tell you a story first: Shiyue Township in Nujiang Prefecture is a town that needs to be searched on the map for half a day. Six kilometers north from the local Rishadi is Lamadi Village. Beautiful folk songs and the surging Nujiang River are full of unspeakable romance, but once you set foot on this land, you will know what poverty is. Two ropes, a pulley and an iron hook form a set of zip lines. A village doctor in the village relies on this zip line to treat the villagers. In the choppy Grand Canyon, he traveled for 28 years and was on call for 28 years. The zip line is very old, and there are thorns on the iron rope. When braking, he must use his hands. His palm was bleeding and his skin was punctured. Many people in the village are still poor. His monthly salary is only 1.28 yuan, but the medical expenses paid to the villagers have exceeded 20,000 yuan. His family still lives in a house with asbestos tiles, and the most valuable property is a TV set awarded to him by Taizhou. There are many diseases such as tuberculosis and malaria in Nujiang River Basin. He often publicizes epidemic prevention knowledge from door to door. It takes more than a week for the whole village to go downhill. He also insisted on giving the children in the village a physical examination every three months. He has never stopped for more than 20 years. The belief that supports him is simple: it hurts to see the patient. ? This kind heart, like the sunshine in the canyon, warms every villager. He is Deng Qiandui, a Nu village doctor in Lamadi Village, Shiyue Township, Fugong County, Nujiang Lisu Autonomous Prefecture, Yunnan Province.

In Baoshan, we have never lacked such a spiritual monument. For example, Zheng Shangjing, the propaganda member of our Party Committee, let the voice of the Party enter every household with a sincere attitude towards the Party. For example, our respected secretary Yang Shanzhou spent his whole life writing people's feelings and sticking to the spiritual home of party member with his faith. In this great red land, Yunnan people's firm and pragmatic mountain spirit is inherited and their selfless dedication to the plateau shines. Because of their persistence and persistence, their lives have produced the most magnificent flowers in the plateau canyon.

Speaking of plateau canyons, we have to talk about our village. Our Maozhai village is located in the alpine mountain area, with an altitude of 2060 meters. What makes me most proud is this old Zhao family, which has a history of more than 100 years. I am lucky, because this ancient building is where I work with the two village committees. Last month, I visited the poor households in the village with the village director. It may be unthinkable that some of them live in dangerous houses, the most precious property in their families. Some farmers live on only a few plots of land, but they still have to eat according to the weather. Some people don't even have the minimum labor force, but they still have to pay the annual tuition for their children. A minimum income of more than 0/00 yuan a month is dispensable for most people now, but it is necessary for them. Nowadays people are used to pushing a cup for a change. Who knows what it's like to be hungry? In this deep forest, I see the villagers' desire, and I am determined to make the villagers happy economically, politically and culturally. Even though I still lack enough experience, maturity and skills, whenever I sit alone in the courtyard of the old house, I can always be moved by its unpretentious vicissitudes. I can feel Zhao Zushang's entrepreneurial ambition at that time, which always forced me to re-examine myself. What I have done or will do for the villagers, for this hot land of 8.4 square kilometers, and for this era of chasing dreams. I saw the distance between myself and my dream. I don't want my youth to be pink cheeks or rosy cheeks I hope I am the bravest frolic in the waves and the most delicate flower in the branches of youth.

Hearing this, you may frown because of my arrogance. That's because I believe that each of us can be Deng Qiandui, sincerely guarding a hot land and forcibly carving the connotation of doctors on the red land;

That's because I believe that each of us can become Zheng Shangjing, shoulder the heavy responsibility with sincere shoulders, not seek fame and fortune, and be loyal to the people;

That's because I believe that each of us can become Yang Shanzhou, who will use his life to explain his great love for the people and open his arms to shelter the people from the wind and rain.

The lofty plateau and vast mountains have given birth to the myriad weather in Yunnan and nurtured the children of all ethnic groups on the red land. As long as we * * * work together for our dreams, we will be able to converge into a mighty force in Yunnan. Let's join hands to keep the spirit of red soil plateau; Let's draw a beautiful home together, which is in harmony with the boat. Let's sing together and sing a harmonious scene of joy and celebration; Let's beat the most beautiful melody in the same strain and play the magnificent movement of the times with the spirit of Yunnan.

My speech is over, thank you.