【正文】 pped me on the back.161。Follow me,161。 he had balanced his marathon pace and was encouraged me to do the the rest of this grueling contest, we walked, jogged, ran a few miles, and walked , painfully but hopefully this time, we established the most suitable pace within the natural flow of our physical capabilities.161。161。Eventually we acplished our first Marathon of 42 kilometers in 4 and half asked myself, what did this marathon mean to me? My Marathon experience became an influential metaphor for my life about how we must learn to pace ourselves in everything, by being in tune with the rhythm of life.161。161。Like the tide that ebbs and flows, we must listen to advice but make our own the show at dawn and dusk, we must learn to balance pride and from the way the wind can both shout and whisper, we must learn when to be strong and when to be gentle, for everything moves in its own rhythm and its own yin and yang is the interaction of these plementary extremes that produces harmony, as Laozi said, extremes the marathon, this notion of two opposite forces working together has been my running partner, so to and yang exist everywhere, constantly interacting, and never existing in an absolute condition.161。161。Ladies and Gentlemen, life is like running a marathon, let us discover, define and develop a natural rhythm of life, in order to achieve both harmony and success.161。161。Thank you for listening163。第二篇：第十五屆“21世紀(jì)杯”全國英語演講比賽冠軍李億演講稿The rhythm of lifeLadies and Gentlemen:161。161。How well are we in tune with the rhythm of life? In our busy day to day existence, we don161。t often stop to ask ourselves this least I don161。 it wasn161。t until I joined a petitive sporting event that I learned a most important lesson 168。161。161。161。161。161。161。161。161。161。161。161。161。176。177。161。161。161。161。161。161。161。161。174。演講稿：What would you do if you had only one day left to live?“What would you do if you had only one day left to live?”I asked this question to my young students when teaching English this were their answers?“I would watch television!” the first answer.“I would play with the puter!” the second one.“I would play with puter TOO.” The girl finished her sentence perfectly with a serious how cute and innocent that smile was, but how seriously my heart was was too frightened to listen to more answers like years ago, at their age, I had a different answer: I would spend the last day of my life gazing at the face of my dear grandmother until I inscribed every detail of it onto my grandmother was getting old and weak, my family bought her a telephone so I could save time and the trouble of traveling to her home by making phone calls we bought her a television so she could watch modern dramas by grandma must have been, we assumed, very contented and I never really knew how grandma silently passed away without a word one I heard about her death, a chilling pain pierced my empty pain grew even sharper as I tried to remember in detail exactly how grandma looked and I failed pletely!How could I remember? I had not visited her for ages—it seemed like a century!My memories of her dissolved into thin air and leaked away like though I have a telephone, can she hear me now?Even though I might be on television, can she see me now?Even though I have modern telemunications, can she still municate with me now?With all these “tele”s, I was ’t people just love the word of “te