大学生励志英语演讲三分钟（精选3篇）
各位同学老师：
说起理想，我想起曾经有人给我讲过这么一个笑话——记着问深山里的一个老人妇：你的理想是什么？答：吃个菜馍馍。问：给你十万会做什么？答：每天吃菜馍馍；又问，给你二十万呢？答：每天吃肉馍馍；最后问：给你一百万呢？答：每天一手菜馍馍，一手肉馍馍。
你们可能会觉得老妇人的理想好笑，但是谁的理想在说出来的时候不是被别人笑话或者表示不屑甚至嘲讽的？
奥运史上第一个独得三枚田径金牌的女子是美国的威尔玛·鲁道夫，她辉煌的成绩足以令世人感叹，可她曾经被医生判定为终生残疾，曾经有六年不会走路。但年幼的威尔玛立志要成为最优秀的田径运动员，周围的人都表示不可置信，并且还将不信任转为嘲讽。可她并不就此退缩，这个可望而不可即的理想激励着她不顾别人的嘲讽，日复一日年复一年的努力，终于赢得了鲜花和掌声，创造了辉煌的奇迹。她的成功在于她将遥不可及的理想转变为了现实去实现。
有一位哲人说过：“梦里走了许多路，醒来还是在床上。”它形象地告诉我们一个道理：现实和理想是有差距的，人不能总是沉湎与理想而不去努力实现。前人说得好，“有志之人立长志，无志之人常立志”，那些无志之人的“志”，就是美梦，就是所谓的“理想”，他们把自己的蓝图构画得再美好，再完善，也只是空中楼阁，海市蜃楼罢了。同学们，你是立长志之人，还是常立志之人呢？作为一名大学生就应该在这一时期，努力学习，奋发向上，找到一片属于自己的天空。青年是祖国的希望，民族的未来。每个人主宰着自己的明天。
最后我想用梁启超的话来结束今天的演讲：“少年智则国智，少年富则国富，少年强则国强，少年进步则国进步，少年雄于地球，则国雄于地球。”让我们洒一路汗水，饮一路风尘，嚼一跟艰辛，让青春在红旗下继续燃烧；愿每一位青年都怀抱着自己的理想，将理想转变为现实，在现实里实现理想！在人生的航程上不断乘风破浪，奋勇前进！
漫漫人生，唯有激流勇进，不畏艰难，奋力拼搏，方能中流击水，浪遏飞舟，最终到达成功的彼岸。理想信念是人的心灵世界的核心。有无理想和有什么样的理想，决定了人的一生是充实还是空寂，是丰富还是贫瘠。对我们大学生来说，追求远大理想并为之不懈奋斗能给我们带来无限动力，一直激励我们向前进，开创属于我们自己的未来。
理想对我们大学生成才有着十分重要的意义。
理想指引我们人生的奋斗目标。人生只有分否才有意义，只有奋斗才不空虚。而奋斗如果没有理想作指引是很迷茫的，是很容易放弃的。有了坚定不移的理想，我们才能一直奋斗下去，想尽一切方法克服困难。
理想能提高我们人生的精神境界。没有理想，认得一生便会如行尸走肉一般碌碌无为，不知道为什么而活着，不知道活着的意义在哪里。有了理想，我们的精神生活变有了内容，使我们的内心世界充实而安宁。
那么，怎么树立科学的理想信念呢?
首先我们要确立马克思主义的科学信仰。马克思主义是科学的是崇高的，它深刻的揭示了人类历史的发展规律，反映了无产阶级的革命本质和拨打胸怀，以解放全人类为己任，为人类的进步和解放指明了正确的方向。所以马克思主义有着持久的生命力。
然后我们要树立中国特色的社会主义的共同理想。中国特色社会主义共同理想是社会主义核心价值体系的主题。不要以为这是国家的事，其实这是我们每个中国公民的事，更是我们每个有文化有理想的大学生的事。那么我们要怎么做呢?我们要坚定对中国共产党的信任，坚定走中国特色社会主义道路，坚定视线中华民族伟大复兴的信心。改革开放30多年来，我国社会主义建设取得了举世瞩目的成就，民族复兴大业呈现出灿烂辉煌的美好前景。推进社会主义现代化，实现中华民族伟大复兴需要一代代中华儿女前仆后继共同奋斗。我们大学生身为祖国未来的希望更应该要树立为祖国繁荣富强而贡献青春力量的远大志向，在位实现中华民族伟大复兴的奋斗中谱写壮美的青春之歌。
少年强则国强。为了祖国美好的明天，我们大学生责无旁贷要树立远大理想并为之不懈奋斗。
谢谢大家!
Compared with the forty year old shabby dormitory I am living in now, theone I lived in for three years in high school was heaven: three students sharedone brand new suite with air conditioners and a bathroom.
In three years time we changed it color of the floor turned from brightpink into muddy gray, and the closet a hive of insects proliferating among pilesof rotten fruit.And our masterpiece was the bathroom, a never drying swamp whichserved as the habitat of various kinds of mold, and even rodents, rats wouldoccasionally take the trouble to pay us a visit, and.., all three of us feltlike sobbing when we at last had to say good bye to our lovely filthy dormitory.Maybe it is because that the dormitory had changed us as well as we'd changedit.
The first lesson our dormitory taught us was to look after ourselves.Frankly speaking, we were not good students at all. I still remember theunderwear that was soaked in soapy water for one and a half years before it wasfinally thrown away. Almost each of the boys' dormitories had graduallydeveloped its own unique "fragrance" usually a mixture of rotten fruit, unwashedsocks, stunk towels and some junk food. We could tell one dormitory from anotherby sniffing instead of looking. Our tolerance towards untidiness wasamazing.
However, in spite of all this, we really did make some progress. Bit bybit, we started to wash dirty clothes before they stunk, cleaned the garbage binwhen it could hold no more trash, we even used brushes in a not-sc-successfulattempt to refurbish the floor. The point was that we were not obeying anyorder, we did every bit of the cleaning for ourselves, because we wanted to livein a better place. Though nothing we did could be called an achievement, it wasthe first time we fully bore the consequences of our behavior, and took theresponsibility.
Thus it was not surprising that I often found myself the only one to cleanup my university dormitory which looked no better than a garbage bin when myroommates felt normal of it.
When talking about our dormitory life, and probably all the dormitory life,we should never leave out one thing. This was what we called "bed talks". Thoughit was considered "illegal,"there was nothing to stop us from deliberatelystarting a heated discussion right after lights were out. It was our favoriteand the only way of ending our day, and we were as punctual for it as ourparents are for work. What was the most common topic?Girls, of course! Whatother topics were there for three energetic adolescent males lying comfortablyin bed? We judged them,ranked them, argued over them night after night withoutfeeling the slightest sense of boredom for three whole years. Were we
maniacs? Who is not a maniac at eighteen?