I'm Zhao Chao of Grade 08, and I'm currently working in the Art Department of the Student Union. What I'm running for today is ...
During my year in the arts department, the student union taught me a lot. The student union is a bridge, which connects teachers and students, and requires us to have a bridge-like steel skeleton; The student union is a bond, which embodies sweat and honor, and requires us to have the tenacity and tenderness like a bond. In the literature and art department, I strive to complete every task assigned by the League branch, not seeking perfection but seeking perfection. So, today, on this stage full of competition and challenges, I want to show you the ups and downs I experienced in the past year from my own perspective.
What is sour is tears. I still remember when I ran for the student union for the first time, I was so nervous that I didn't even know where to put my hand. Now, I am still nervous, but I know that I can seize today's opportunity with these hands, which should be kept in my heart and immersed in concentration. Over the past year, I have participated in speech contests, debate contests and singing contests. I have worked part-time outside school, handed out leaflets, and worked as a tutor ... I am fighting for my dream bit by bit. The process of struggle is full of bitterness: I couldn't sleep the night before the debate and read the manuscript over and over again; Although I was careful in the singing contest, I was out of tune; One stop is to hand out leaflets, staring at the passing crowd in a daze under the scorching sun ... Sometimes, I suddenly feel that I am still a child, and I will get carried away with my small achievements, but inadvertently, I fall black and blue. Looking back, facing the noisy crowd, I can only rely on myself. Therefore, when complicated things are crowded and difficult to choose, when tears can't help but flow down, when I try to be misunderstood, I will clap my chest and say: I understand! (Holding a fist and taking action)
What is sweet is the happiness of cooperation. The brothers and sisters in the arts department are versatile, and when they get together, they will be inspired and charming. At the welcome party and graduation farewell party, we are the busiest: planning the party, choosing the host, screening the programs, writing string words and so on. I have to work late into the night every night. However, busyness does not bring us pain, but enrichment and happiness. I remember arguing about the program when we had lunch together. I remember that after the party, we suddenly relaxed our nerves. I remember that we talked about the ideal scene when we went back to the dormitory in the moonlight. The happiness brought by these scenes, like photos that never fade, is deeply imprinted in my heart. This kind of happiness is also my motivation to stay in the student union and run for public office today!
Bitter as a cup of coffee, savor it carefully, and the fragrance and delicacy will linger on the tip of your tongue. So, during my year in the Arts Department, I personally cooked coffee for myself for four years ... (Laughter)
Spicy, some people like it, some people don't. When I look in the mirror, I find that my acne is getting less and less every day, so I have time to settle down on my face while I am on fire. I began to like spicy food. I like to challenge myself, even if I fail in the end, I finally realize that I have paid attention to the taste buds on the tip of my tongue and bloomed a regretless youth!
Yes, this is my life in the arts department, ups and downs, and this is my student union life like prose poetry. In order to condense my college life after three years into a novel, I am willing to continue to struggle, just like the wish I made on the first day when I introduced myself in front of the whole class: we will go together in the next four years; In the next four years, we will share joys and sorrows; In the next four years, we will have no regrets; In the next four years, we will honor * * *!
Finally, I want to send you a poem by Bing Xin. I wish all teachers success in their work and all students happiness! (adjust your mood a little)
Flower of success
People are always amazed at its present glory.
however
At first, her buds
Once soaked with tears of struggle.
Rain full of blood and sacrifice
My speech is over. Thank you!
Dear leading teachers, dear students,
Hello everyone!
I'm Zhao Chao from Class 56, Grade 09, and I'm currently the director of the Literature and Art Department of the Student Union. I'm running for president today.
First of all, I want to talk about my harvest and feelings this year.
During my one-year tenure in the Arts Department, the Student Union has taught me a lot. The student union is a big family that communicates with teachers and students and condenses sweat and honor. In the art department, I strive to complete every task assigned by the student union, not seeking perfection but seeking perfection. So, today, on this stage full of competition and challenges, I want to show you the ups and downs I experienced in the past year from my own perspective. I still remember when I ran for the student union for the first time, I was so nervous that I didn't even know where to put my hand. Now, I am still nervous, but I know that I can seize today's opportunity with these hands, which should be kept in my heart and immersed in concentration. Over the past year, I have participated in welcome parties, debates, basketball games, worked as a program host and even played the role of a director. . I am fighting for my dream bit by bit. Sometimes I suddenly feel like a child. After a small achievement, you will get carried away, but inadvertently, you will fall black and blue. Only then did I realize that I needed to grow up. Therefore, when complex things are crowded and difficult to decide, when tears can't help but flow down, I will clap my chest and say: I get it!
As a member of the student union, I feel it is my responsibility and obligation to make some dissenting suggestions for the future of our student union, regardless of whether my election today is successful or not. These ideas may be a little immature, for your reference only.
First, after the recruitment, all departments will train new officers.
After recruiting new people every year, the injection of new blood will inevitably bring new vitality, but we will all find that the process of really putting into work is long, because the new cadres don't understand the work content of this department, so I think training is necessary.
Second, actively use various resources to hold quality activities.
Holding activities is not about quantity, but about quality. Only by creating our own excellent activities can our activities have greater influence and be recognized by our classmates. . . Sponsorship is also easier, hehe, so as to form a virtuous circle.
Third, strengthen the contact between departments, and enhance the feelings and tacit cooperation between departments.
We have a lot of activities this year, but I feel that many times a department is fighting alone. Therefore, I hope that all departments can often join hands, which can not only brainstorm, increase work efficiency, but also enhance feelings in cooperation.
Fourth, actively contact other colleges and organize some large-scale activities together.
Each college has its own unique experience in organizing activities. Increasing mutual communication will not only give us a broader vision and new ideas for thinking about problems, but also have a stronger influence on our activities due to the nature of joint activities, which can better publicize our mechanical institute.
In order to condense my college life after three years into a novel, I am willing to continue to struggle, just like the wish I made on the first day when I came to school to meet my classmates: we will go together in the next four years; In the next four years, we will share joys and sorrows; In the next four years, we will have no regrets; In the next four years, we will honor * * *!
Finally, I want to send you a poem by Bing Xin. I wish all teachers success in their work and all students happiness! (adjust your mood a little)
Flower of success
People are always amazed at its present glory.
however
At first, her buds
Once soaked with tears of struggle.
Rain full of blood and sacrifice
My speech is over. Thank you!