演讲稿具有宣传，鼓动，教育和欣赏等作用，它可以把演讲者的观点，主张与思想感情传达给听众以及读者，使他们信服并在思想感情上产生共鸣。我们如何才能写得一篇优质的演讲稿呢？下面我给大家整理了一些演讲稿模板范文，希望能够帮助到大家。

以梦想为题的演讲稿500篇一

大家好!

今天我演讲的主题是梦想。

雄鹰展翅搏击一片广阔的蓝天，大树张臂撑开一片凉爽的晴空，花儿绽放开出一片绚丽的天地。而我却要自己的梦想去开辟一片属于我自己的天空。

我得感谢上苍是它赐予我永恒的生命，让我降临于滚滚红尘中，能够去感受父母的深切关爱，能够去享受无限的家庭温馨;我更感谢书本，是他让我在知识的海洋里遨游，让我感受到了文化的魅力与生命的美好。

记得在我牙牙学语时，父母就开始念叨：“书山有路勤为径，学海无涯苦作舟”。这大概也是我对书本最初也是最早的诠释吧!再稍微长大一点，天真幼稚的我便早已是满脑子的抱负与理想，也为此付出了心血与汗水。

梦想是美好的，是让人自豪的。拥有了梦想，你就要对你的梦想作出诠释：昨天已逝去，我们可以把昨天的回忆记下，回忆昨天的一切，无论我们的昨天是否为理想埋下了伏笔、是否为梦想打下了基础、是否为理想付出了努力……今天正在我们的脚下，我们在今天可以为昨天的理想继续铺路，为昨天的理想继续努力，为昨天的理想继续拼搏，无论你是否付出了行动，还是在彷徨不定，明天还未来临，我们可以畅想明天的理想旅程，可以畅想对明天的憧憬与期盼……

如果说词语是语言的色彩，奔跑是运动的色彩，鸟儿是蓝天的色彩，那么理想便是人生的色彩，有多少人愿意让自己的人生色彩只是一片灰蒙蒙而不是赤、橙、黄、绿、青、蓝、紫呢?色彩斑斓的人生会让人赞叹不已，你难道不想让自己的人生因理想的绚丽而变得五彩缤纷吗?

谢谢大家，我的演讲完毕!

以梦想为题的演讲稿500篇二

梦想是什么?是一朵绚烂、美丽、长开不败的春花。它婀娜多姿，随风婆娑起舞，月光下还留下了娇小的影子。

梦想是什么?是一眼泉水，一眼长流不息的泉水。朱熹有曰：“问渠那得清如许，为有源头活水来。”所以说：梦想如泉是纯洁的，不加一丝功利色彩。

梦想是什么?是一座高而险的山。只有锐意进取，不懈奋斗，永不停息，才有可能登上最高最美的顶峰。

梦想是什么?是一只海燕。在心灵的海面上骄傲的翱翔，是一种美、一种积极。

梦想是什么?是一弯新月，是缺憾。不是所有的梦想都会实现，失望和不完满才是它的大部分。正因为如此我们才努力让它完满、没有缺憾。

梦想是什么?是好多好多的山，过了这一座还有那一座，真是“正入万山圈子里，一山放过一山拦。”但是，我们没有放弃，我们深信在山的那边，是海，是广阔无边的海。

梦想是什么?是回环曲折的小路。常常会走出正确的路线，但只要把持住自己，就不会误入歧途。

梦想是什么?是虚无漂渺的天上的街市。也许它本身就很可笑，本身就不可能实现，但是在一个孩子的稚嫩的心田里，在一颗天真的纯洁的童心面前，梦想是快乐、幸福和美好，是一种向往。

梦想是什么?只有我们自己知道，只有自己体会的到。因为人生的路上，给我们许多感悟!

以梦想为题的演讲稿500篇三

尊敬的老师，同学们：

大家好!今天我演讲的题目是《最初的梦想》。

最初的梦想就握在自己手上，最想要去的地方就别在半路返航。

如果梦想不曾坠落悬崖，千钧一发，又怎么会懂得，执着的人，有双梦的翅膀。不顾一切疯狂追寻过，失落过，也妥协过，但都不能湮灭梦想兑现时的片刻欢喜。在梦想与现实交锋的那一瞬间，我看到了它们的差距。而这只是一个梦想的差距，需要太多的勇气，太多的才气，太多的热情，才能点燃青春的高潮。

是成为笑傲天穹的精灵，还是成为陆地上平庸的小丑，这一切都由你自己决定。当奥运健儿站在最高领奖台上，当国歌奏响、五星红旗缓缓升起的那个瞬间，我们看到是自豪、骄傲。可这自豪的背后又有多少不为人知的艰辛与汗水，要实现梦想就必须为之奋斗。战国时期的政治家苏秦。年轻时，学问不深，曾到好多地方做事，都不受重视。家人也瞧不起他。这对他的刺激很大。所以，他下决心发奋读书。常常读书到深夜，很疲倦，他便想出了一个方法，一打瞌睡，就用锥子往自己的大腿上刺一下。这样，猛然间感到疼痛，使自己清醒起来，再坚持读书。才有了“苏秦刺骨”的佳话。几千年前年轻的苏秦都懂得克制，更何况现在的我们呢?青春的日子请好好把握，不要等到梦里都麻木的一天，才懂得懊悔，更不要等到青春散尽的一天，才懂得珍惜。

让我们去回想我们最初的梦想，燃起我们的激情，洒一路汗水，饮一路风尘，咀嚼一路艰辛。让青春在红旗下继续燃烧，我们是搏击长空的鹰，是辽阔无垠的海，我们是有梦想，有作为的少年，我们乘风破浪，披荆砍棘，只为最初的梦，只为最炫目的光!

我的演讲到此结束，谢谢大家!

以梦想为题的演讲稿500篇四

尊敬的老师、同学们：

大家好!

雨后的天空即使没有彩虹，我也一样可以走向天空的彼岸。

人生是一场马拉松，越到最后便越能看出一个人的毅力和坚强。为了梦想，我们奔跑着，一路挥洒我们的汗水;为了梦想，我们坚持着，手握着那一份可贵的执着大步迈开双腿;为了梦想，我们努力着，迎着初升的朝阳拥抱明天……然而，在追梦的路上，失败、挫折不断地阻挠着我们，身边人们怀疑的目光处处包围着我们，能冲破这重重阻碍到达终点的，又有多少人呢?虽然很艰难，但我想做那其中的一个。

我想成为一名作家，哪怕居无定所、四处漂泊。哪怕只是一个小小的流浪作家我也心满意足。我想呆在世界的某一个角落，阳光能够照耀到的舒适的角落里安安静静地写作，用我的笔书写一个个宁静却又轰轰烈烈的青春故事，而已。但是，虽然如此，我还是在向着那的结局不断努力着，前进着。我想要看见成功时满地的鲜花和人们的声声祝福，我会把我最美好的心愿写在蓝天的脸上，我要让在这片蓝天下的所有人都看见我的愿望。

做到这样很难吗?不，其实很简单，只要向着一个你认定的方向执着地走下去，总有一天你会看见等待在那里的你想要的一切美丽的东西。你会看见你的家人脸上溢满幸福，他们以你为自豪，以你为骄傲!那时的你，会面带自信的微笑面对世界，然后大声地说：“我做到了，我是成功者!”

追寻梦想的途中，孤单、寂寞总是无时无刻不在包围着你。离开了家，我们踏上征途，又有谁可以依靠呢?可以依靠的当然只有我们自己。不要觉得伤心难过，当你有时间黯然神伤，你的竞争对手早已在远方给你抛下一个嘲笑般的背影。你要咬着牙告诉自己：就算全世界都不能给予你任何帮助，你也可以坚强地一直走下去!是的，无论如何，最可靠的、最值得信赖的、最值得依赖的人始终是你自己，你要记住这一点。

有时悲伤和挫败就像铺天盖地的大雨，在你的世界里肆虐。风雨过后，也许并没有美丽的七色彩虹祝你一臂之力，但不要为此停留，要相信你的力量胜过一切，我们会凭着自己的实力走向天空的彼岸!

逐梦，请不要停下你的脚步。

谢谢大家!

以梦想为题的演讲稿500篇五

尊敬的老师，同学们：

大家好!今天我演讲的题目是《最初的梦想》。

童年，我喜欢爬山，学牧童吹笛;我喜欢玩水，学男孩作派;我喜欢游戏，男一女类都玩;我喜欢运动，跳绳和皮筋。然而对于何为梦想?直到入学后，在老师的教导下，在长辈的关爱下，梦想似乎就是成为一名成绩出众的好学生，我也努力认真，自然是实现了梦想的犀利孩，但这样的梦想总是缺少了点内涵。

少年，当稍我懂事时，我才有了梦的雏形。文字有种特别的吸引力，我也愿意把时间花在看连环画、故事会上，少年时的文字梦就一直这样的做着，影响了我以后的成长的道路。

青年，文字的梦逐渐从青涩走向成熟，然而学业上的两次失败，使我的文字梦渐行渐远，我也尝试过用写作来疗解成长的烦恼。的确，当文字得到了别人的肯定时，我欢欣过，而当我追求另一个高度时，我常常陷入悲望。幸好我看过《史记》，列传里的英雄人物个个都饱受过不同程度的磨难和失败，才实现了梦想。而我和他们一样又不一样，都有权利做梦，但我没有坚韧不拨的毅力。有挫折的梦一放入历史当中比较，便淹没了当初的悲望。这点痛不算什么，我们本来就是在和烦恼作对的，人生的意义和价值才能够体现，文字梦迫使我去理解人生，迫使我面对苦难，我就慢慢脱变成熟。同时也学会了享受文字梦。

如今，这个文字梦依然再做，有空时跑图书馆，学习写作的技巧，培养艺术欣赏能力，也尝试过把文章投往知名杂志，总是悲多喜少，我忍受失败的承受力就越来越强。当然我继继努力，成为作家的梦也许还有很长的一段路要走，但成为直正的业余写手却只有一步之遥。我已经在悲望中看到了希望。

最初的梦想一直与我的成长同行，虽然童年亲近山水的梦是不自觉的，是本性使然，谁又能说我不是在做文字的梦，有位作家说过：“山水是大地的文章，读懂了山水便学会了写文章。”真犀利啊!我正在做的最初的梦想竟然具有无意识性、被迫性和自觉性。这就是梦的三要素啊，原来我对成长的理解，我对人生的思考，就是在这三要素的内驱下完成的。

这简直太完整、太完美了，我要向最初的梦想致敬!

我的演讲结束，谢谢大家!

以梦想为题的演讲稿500篇六

wide sea spaning, the days of the birds to fly. everyone carries a dream of their own.

however, what is the dream? what is dream? dream is looking forward to, and the dream is strong - is fleeting dream you insist on the ideal as their courage and perseverance, are you responsible for their own highest level. but ask yourself, how many of us to accomplish his original dream in mind?

our dream is a simple belief, is a future and life of their own responsibility. perhaps, is the youth

grand ambitions; perhaps, is the adolescent confusion and impulsive; maybe just a plain desire, desire applause, eager for success. countless "may," innumerable "hope" because of our youthful full of miracles, large and small dreams in our hearts, in every corner of life filled with fragrance.

only the ideal but no effort is useless. if you want to be a teacher, you should to study hard. if you want to be a player, you should do more exercises. if you want to become a businessman, he should learn to get along with people. for example, my wish is to be a famous writer grew up, because i really love writing, so from now on, i should read more, more accumulate knowledge, and strive to improve writing level. no pains, no gains, because my efforts, so my article was punished in many newspapers , and in many composition contest, i see the success i'm happy, so, struggle is the bridge to the ideal.

yes, my dream. to give my famliy a warm, give my friend happy. yes, my dream. the podium from the first station began his love this place, started from the first published an article looking forward to the world of words, decided to stay here from the beginning, stick to bottom of my heart desire.

years in our faces no matter how many additional traces, no matter how much things to us across the chest wounds, as long as we have the right to breathe, to have a passion for remodeling dreams! oxygen to survive as long as we have to have the courage to create a passion!

choose to continue, select the value, select the achievements of the passion of life, the brave hearts of the initial dream of success!

以梦想为题的演讲稿500篇七

i am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.

five score years ago, a great american, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, 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 their captivity.

but one hundred years later, the negro still is 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 languished in the corners of american society and finds himself an exile in his own land. and so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.

in a sense we've 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, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the "unalienable 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, a 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. and so, we've 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 make real the promises of democracy. 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 lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. now is the time to make justice a reality for all of god's children.

from every mountainside, let freedom ring and when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of god's children, black men and white men, jews and gentiles, protestants and catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old negro spiritual:free at last! free at last!

thank god almighty, we are free at last!

以梦想为题的演讲稿500篇八

亲爱的老师、同学们：

大家好!

我叫zz，是六年级3班一名小队员，今天，我演讲的题目是我的理想。

每个人都有自己的理想，当然我也不例外。小时候，在我那小小的百宝箱中，也装着五彩缤纷的理想。今天我就打开我的百宝箱，把里面的宝贝一一拿给你看。

很小的时候，我就有了我的第一个理想。当一名女警察。小时候的理想现在想起来既可笑又幼稚。当时的我其实是喜欢上了女警察们漂亮的警服，和她们站在马路中央指挥交通时的飒爽英姿。可是不久，我的理想就发生了改变，因为我逐渐了解了当一名女警察的辛苦与困难。

于是，当一名画家成为了我的第二个理想。从小我就对绘画很敏感，很喜欢画画，经常自己画出一些“大作”，然后拿给爸爸妈妈看。爸爸妈妈得知了我喜欢画画，马上就给我报了美术班。可能是因为小孩子贪玩儿的天性。上了美术班后的我变得不怎么喜欢画画了。甚至上美术课时逃跑去和同学玩儿。就这样，我的第二个理想便又化为泡影。

直到我有了第三个理想时，我已经上了小学4年级。那时的理想是当一名老师。从小到大我接触过好多好多老师，有年龄大的、资历老的;也有年轻的、经验少的。但不管他们是什么样的老师，教哪一门学科，我都非常喜欢他们。将来也想像他们一样站在高高的讲台上给我的学生们授课。

如今我已经是一个六年级的学生了。快要步入中学的殿堂。如今的我，已不是一个什么都不懂的小孩子;如今的我，对一些事已有了自己独到的见解和想法。现在我的理想是做一个对社会有贡献的人。或许你会说，这并不算是什么理想。但是在这漫长的学习生涯中，我不敢肯定我的理想会不会再改变。但是我敢肯定的是，我始终不变的，就是要做一个对社会、对全人类有贡献的人。

现在有不少学生经常高谈阔论自己的远大理想和抱负。但往往没有做好身边一些应该做好的小事。甚至对一些基本的社会公德都没有做到。我们要实现自己的理想，就要从身边的小事做起，从自身做起，不能有着“不以善小而不为，不以恶小而为之。”的想法。要脚踏实地地为自己的理想奠定基础。最终才能实现它!

可能你的理想多如繁星，可能你的理想永世不变，但是不管我长大要做什么职业，做什么工作，对自己的要求唯有一条永远不会改变，那就是，要从小事做起，总自身做起。做一个对社会和全人类有贡献的人!

以梦想为题的演讲稿500篇九

梦想，每一个人都拥有。不同的梦想就会有不同的人生，不同的人生就会有不同的终点。

我的梦想很多，似乎每一个年龄阶段都有一个梦想，很难从中挑出一个作为最终的梦想。到长大我才明白，小时候所谓的梦想只是脑海中天真的想象，并不实际。真正的梦想是要有：

坚定不移的目标

在走向梦想的道路时，心中都有一个目标，它带领我们一步一步地走向梦想的顶峰。可这个目标如果不坚定，就只能原地踏步。就像摆在面前的无数条路，你必须选择一条永不后悔的路。

弗罗斯特说过，“一片树林里分出两条路--而我选择了人迹更少的一条，从此决定了我一生的道路。”这句话正是要告诉我们面对自己的人生道路要坚定，走了下去，就不能回头。梦想也一样，它决定了你的一生，所以在面对目标的选择时，要慎重，因为一个错误的目标会带你走上不归路。

乐观积极的心态

梦想，是我们美好的向往。可我们在向往的同时，也会知道，它离我们很遥远，要经历许多的磨难才能到达它的顶峰。如果我们不保持乐观积极的心态，就难以通过难关的考验。

面对一切打击，都要用最好的面貌去迎接。不要气馁，更不要放弃。即使它带给你致命的打击，也要乐观的去面对。因为只有这样，才能使梦想的距离离我们更近!

锲而不舍的意志

在开往梦想的旅程中，会有很多很多的绊脚石和困难，大多数人会因为那些困难的打击而放弃自己向往的殿堂，只有那少数人能够临危不惧的面对困难。即使在这条路上你会失去很多东西，但只要坚持不懈，锲而不舍的走下去，你就会获得的更多，更丰富的精神财富。

一旦放弃，就再也不能实现自己的梦想;一旦放弃，之前一切的付出都会毁于一旦;一旦放弃，就只能惊羡地看着那些面对困难永不低头的勇者享受着别人给他们的掌声;一旦放弃，我们的人生就不再有意义!

即使每个人都有不同的梦想，但是他们的困难都一样艰巨。人生不可能万事如意，总会有起起伏伏。但只要我们坚信自己能够步入梦想的殿堂，就必定成功!

我们的梦想不一定是最好的，但是它是我们内心深处的美好的向往。所以在通往梦想的这条路中，就算受到再大的伤害，也不要轻易放弃。相信自己中有一天能够实现自己的梦想。

让我们一起为之奋斗，放飞梦想!

以梦想为题的演讲稿500篇十

确定了人生的目标，才可能选择生活的道路，进而才能够掌握、控制自己的人生，有什么样的目标，就有什么样的人生，成功的人是最有理想、最明智，也是最有毅力、最坚定，希望我们每—个人从现在开始就制定人生目标，从点滴做起，落实人生目标。

古人云：“有志者，事竟成。”所谓志，就是指—个人为自己确立的“远大志向”，确立的人生目标。人生目标，是生活的灯塔，力量的源泉，如果失去了它，就会迷失前进的方向。确定了人生的目标，才可能选择生活的道路，进而才能够掌握、控制自己的人生。

有了目标，人生就变的充满意义，—切似乎清晰、明朗地摆在你的面前。什么是应当去做的，什么是不应当去做的，为什么而做，为谁而做，所有的要素都是那么明显而清晰。于是生活便会添加更多的活力与激情。使我们自身隐匿的潜能得到充分地迸发，为实现高素质的人生打下坚实的基础。

追忆历史，任何年代，任何国家，社会结构都接近—种金字塔状。大量的人处在金字塔的底部，只有—小部分人处在金字塔的顶部。处在底部的人只能做普通的工作，有普通的收入，实现不了自己的理想和包袱，而处在塔顶的人则是蒸蒸日上，享受丰厚的财富，发展前途不可限量。然而人们往往忽视了，这些身处塔顶的人，曾经也处在底部，是—个默默无闻、普普通通的人，—步—步地攀上了金字塔的顶部。

细心观察—下，社会上绝大多数人的—生都在平庸中度过，尽管他们也在辛勤劳动，终身奋斗不止，但是只能扮演无足轻重的次要角色，其根本原因在于他们缺乏真正的内动力。社会的要求，别人的约束，使他们对待生活、工作还算尽责，却很少去想怎样才能够让自己的人生有翻天覆地的变化。也就是说，处在金字塔底部的大多数人与处在金字塔顶部的少数人相比，差距就在于眼光的高度，在于人生的目标。

有什么样的目标，就有什么样的人生。或许你觉得自己现在的地位是多么卑微，或者从事的工作是多么的微不足道，但是只要你强烈地渴望攀登成功的巅峰，将自己摆在整个社会的宏观世界之中，认真做好人生定位，明确奋斗目标，并愿意为此付出艰辛的努力，那么总有—天你会如愿以偿，获得成功。

人生目标可分为长远目标和短期目标。如果—个人没有长远目标，那么他的人生将是盲目的，—切的努力都将是无用功。但如果—个人没有短期的目标，他将不知道自己每天要做些什么，脚步不知道朝什么方向迈出。将人生的长远目标划分成—个个节点，就成了每—个时期的短期目标，仿佛人生的驿站。所有的短期目标都指向同—个方向，为长远目标做基础，这就是所有成功的人所遵循的公式。

“千里之行，始于足下”。即使有了目标，实现它也需要—个过程。成功的人是最有理想、最明智，也是最有毅力、最坚定。他们懂得—切的成功都不是—蹴而就的，都需要通过艰苦卓绝的努力，不断地改进和提高;成功的人绝不会只以事情做完为满足，而会要求自己不断地做得更好，以获取更大的成功。

希望我们每—个人从现在开始就制定人生目标，从点滴做起，落实人生目标。抛弃那种无聊地重复着自己平庸的生活，努力去挖掘自己内在的潜力，激发自己的闪光点，相信是金子不论在哪里迟早都会发光的道理，不管遇到什么艰难险阻，终究会取得成功。新生活就从确定目标之日开始。

以梦想为题的演讲稿500篇十一

martin luther king, jr.: "i have a dream"

i am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.

five score years ago, a great american, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, 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 their captivity.

but one hundred years later, the negro still is 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 languished in the corners of american society and finds himself an exile in his own land. and so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.

in a sense we've 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, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the "unalienable 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, a 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. and so, we've 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 make real the promises of democracy. 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 lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. now is the time to make justice a reality for all of god's children.

it would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. 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. and 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. and 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 a 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 they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.

we cannot walk alone.

and as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always 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 the negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. 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 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."¹

i am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. and some of you have come from areas where your quest -- quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. you have been the veterans of creative suffering. continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. go back to mississippi, go back to alabama, go back to south carolina, go back to georgia, go back to louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.

let us not wallow in the valley of despair, i say to you today, my friends.

and so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, i still have a dream. it is a dream deeply rooted in the american dream.

i have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "we hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."

i have a dream that one day on the red hills of georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

i have a dream that one day even the state of mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

i have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

i have a dream today!

i have a dream that one day, down in alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

i have a dream today!

i have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."²

this is our hope, and this is the faith that i go back to the south with.

with this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. with this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. with this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

and this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of god's children will be able to sing with new meaning:

my country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee i sing.

land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride,

from every mountainside, let freedom ring!

and if america is to be a great nation, this must become true.

and so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of new hampshire.

let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of new york.

let freedom ring from the heightening alleghenies of

pennsylvania.

let freedom ring from the snow-capped rockies of colorado.

let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of california.

but not only that:

let freedom ring from stone mountain of georgia.

let freedom ring from lookout mountain of tennessee.

let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of mississippi.

from every mountainside, let freedom ring.

and when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of god's children, black men and white men, jews and gentiles, protestants and catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old negro spiritual:

free at last! free at last!

thank god almighty, we are free at last!