it would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment and to underestimate the determination of the negro. this sweltering summer of the negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning.

those who hope that the negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. there will be neither rest nor tranquility in america until the negro is granted his citizenship rights. the whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

but there is something that i must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. in the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.

we must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. we must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.

the marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the negro community must not lead us to distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny and their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.

we cannot walk alone.and as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead. we cannot turn back. there are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "when will you be satisfied?" we can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. we cannot be satisfied as long as the negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. we can never be satisfied as long as a negro in mississippi cannot vote and a negro in new york believes he has nothing for which to vote. no, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.

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the hare and the tortoise the hare was once boasting of his speed before the other animals. "i have never been beaten," he said, "when i run at full speed, no one is faster than me." the tortoise said quietly, "i will race with you." "that is a good joke," said the hare. "i could dance around you the whole way." the race started. the hare darted almost out of sight at once. he soon stopped and lay down to have a nap. the tortoise plodded on and on. when the hare awoke from his nap, he saw the tortoise was near the finish line, and that he had lost the race.

兔子向动物们夸耀他的速度，我从来没有失败过，他说，当我奔跑时，没有人比我更快。乌龟平静地说:我要与你比赛。真是笑话，我可以边玩边和你赛跑。兔子说。比赛开始了，一眨眼工夫，兔子已经跑得不见了踪影，但是他觉得自己跑得快，对比赛掉以轻心，躺在路边睡着了。乌龟慢腾腾地却持续不停地走，当兔子一觉醒来，他看到乌龟已经快到终点线了。兔子输了比赛。

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the little prince is a tale for both children and adults. the little prince is the story of a man who crashes his airplane into the desert only to meet a traveling boy from a small planet. the boy inquires about trees and sheep, shares his journeys and various encounters, and then leaves. yet, reading between the lines, the story offers a much morecomplex, eiching, satisfying and eye-opening moral: what matters in life is love - and caring about someone or something and maintaining that relationship. the prince loves his rose enough to care for it every night by protecting it with a glass globe and requesting a muzzle for his sheep. he knows that the rose is naive with only four purposeless thorns and, out of his loyalty to her, it is his duty to protect her. likewise, the narrator loves the prince and feels an obligation to secure his safe journey home.

i read this book as a child and was infected with a sense of awe and a newfound respect for the written word and its power to touch, heal and change perception. for myself, it accomplished two things; it instilled in me a desire to one day become a writer and touch others with my words and like the narrator of the story, and antoine de saint-exupery (whose own plane crash is said to have been the basis for the tale) it instilled within me a hope that one day the little prince will return and someone will let me know.

what is the meaning of this tale? easily saying is that the tale talk about many normal things like morals and principles and values from two different but successive way as children and adults. as the narrator said you can only catch adults’ attention by describing the price of something or saying the number of something. it’s hard to make adults feel lovely by the children’s beautiful describing. that is the reason why many adults believe this tale is a tale for adults.

being insincere and utilitarian, adults consider useful and kids think sinful. free spirit and free heart, adults consider absurd and children believe necessary. the amazing point is that these two different beliefs are held by one species--human. when we were young, we could see anything god want us to see. but after decades, what we could see was only something we need to see.

there are so many good things for children and their imagination. and there are not so many things for adults and their reality.

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five score years ago, a great american, in whose symbolic shadow we stand signed the emancipation proclamation. this momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. it came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of captivity.

but one hundred years later, we must face the tragic fact that the negro is still not free. one hundred years later, the life of the negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. one hundred years later, the negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. one hundred years later, the negro is still languishing in the corners of american society and finds himself an exile in his own land. so we have come here today to dramatize an appalling condition.

in a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check. when the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the constitution and the declaration of independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every american was to fall heir. this note was a promise that all men would be guaranteed the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

it is obvious today that america has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. instead of honoring this sacred obligation, america has given the negro people a bad check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." but we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. we refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation.

so we have come to cash this check -- a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.

we have also come to this hallowed spot to remind america of the fierce urgency of now. this is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. now is the time to open the doors of opportunity to all of god's children. now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood.

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long ago in a small, faraway village, there was a place known as the house of 1000 mirrors. a small, happy little dog learned of this place and decided to visit. when he arrived, he hounced happily up the stairs to the doorway of the house. he looked through the doorway with his ears lifted high and his tail wagging as fast as it could. to his great surprise, he found himself staring at 1000 other happy little dogs with their tails wagging just as fast as his. he smiled a great smile, and was answered with 1000 great smiles just as warm and firendly. as he left the house, he thought to himself, "this is a wonderful place. i will come back and visit it often."

in this same village, another little dog, who was not quite as happy as the first one, decided to visit the house. he slowly climbed the stairs and hung his head low as he looked into the door. when he saw the 1000 unfriendly looking dogs staring back at him, he growled at them and was horrified to see 1000 little dogs growling back at him. as he left, he thought to himself, "that is a horrible place, and i will never go back there again."

all the faces in the world are mirrors. what kind of reflections do you see in the faces of the people you meet?

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today, i read the little prince. mom said it's a very good book. let me read it carefully. i read it very seriously. the little prince's planet is almost the same as a house. he has a beautiful rose on his planet. the little prince and the roses were annoyed and went to other planets. for example, crazy planet, alcoholic planet, desert planet.finally, the little prince came to our earth. he met a fox, and he became a friend of the fox. the fox asked if there was any chicken on his planet. the little prince said nothing. the fox allowed the little prince to tame it, because the fox wanted to make the world different. the little prince tamed it. then the fox asked the little prince what he was going to do on earth. the little prince said he was having trouble with roses.the fox gave the little prince a special gift, which is a sentence: "only by heart can we see clearly the essence of things. it's the time, energy and emotion you give your rose that makes him so important. the little prince took this sentence and silently carried it on the back. finally, he was responsible for his own rose and went back to his own planet.

after reading the story, i was very moved. i feel that the little prince is a kindhearted, brave and responsible person. i want to learn from the little prince, and also be a good and brave man.

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a man walking in the night slipped from a rock. afraid that he would fall down thousands of feet, because he knew that place was a very deep valley, he took hold of a branch that was hanging over the rock. in the night all he couls see was a bottomless abyss. he shouted, his own shout reflected back--there was nobody to hear.

you can imagine that man and his whole night of scare. every moment there was death, his hands were becoming cold, he was losing his gripand as the sun came out he looked down and he laughed. there was no abyss. just six inches down there was a rock. he could have rested the whole night, slept well---the rock was big enough---but the whole night was a nightmare.

fear is only six inches deep. now it is up to you whether you want to go on cling to the branch and turn your life into a nightmare, or whether you would love to leave the branch and stand on your feet.

there is nothing to fear.

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