珍惜时间把握当下演讲稿（精选3篇）
敬爱的老师，亲爱的同学们：
我是三一学礼中队的薛清钰，今天我国旗下讲话的题目是：《珍惜时间，努力学习》。
林清玄先生说：“假若你一直和时间赛跑，你就可以成功。”每天24小时对每个人来说都是一样的。但在这24个小时里，如何利用时间，我们却表现出不同的行为。有的同学把时间送给了小吃店和电脑游戏，有的同学迎着晨光，伴着朝阳，大声背诵、朗读;有的同学在校园中闲逛、游荡;有的同学在课堂上专心致志的学习，回家后抓紧时间复习;有的同学放学后则迷失在那总也看不完的电视节目中……
那么，要珍惜时间，我们应该怎么做呢?首先，要抓紧时间，善于合理地支配时间。一天六、七节课下来，是挺累的。放学以后，参加一些文体娱乐活动也是必要的。但是，打球把“学习”打跑了，跳绳把“作业”跳没了，下象棋不吃饭，看电视不睡觉，课余那么多宝贵时间，都一门心思地去玩了，多么可惜!要心中有数。定计划并不难，严格执行计划，合理支配时间，要有毅力!其次，还要学会挤时间。珍惜时间的人，都是会挤时间的。鲁迅先生说：“时间，就像海绵里的水，只要你愿挤，总还是有的”。养成这样一种好习惯：就是再忙，今天应该完成的学习任务，绝不能拖到明天。一定要挤时间。做到“今日事今日毕”。
同学们，只有珍惜时间，我们才能掌握更丰富的知识;只有珍惜时间，我们才能拥有美好的未来。人生能有几回搏?就让我们从现在开始珍惜时间,勤奋学习吧!
我的国旗下讲话完毕。谢谢大家!
敬爱的教师，亲爱的同学：
大家好！我是9年级18班的杨。今天我国下属演讲的题目是节约时间。不知不觉半个学期就过去了。新年的钟声即将响起的时候，你认为你已经充满期待和憧憬，准备好去20__年，无论做什么准备，都要珍惜时间，珍惜我们的青春时光。世界上最快、最长、最短、最平凡、最珍贵、最容易被忽视、最后悔的就是时间。在一天即将结束的时候，你们要认真反省这一天的行为。
自己是否真正珍惜时间：老师上课的时候，你因为知识枯燥而放弃讲课的时候，自己意志薄弱，不在家做作业的时候，你能忍不住电视和电脑游戏的，在周末虚度时间吗？你沉迷于玩，无暇顾及书本。只有节约时间的人才能踏实、坚持、坚持。如果安徒生不踏实，就不能从鞋匠的儿子那里成为童话王。如果爱迪生不坚持下去，他就不能创造科学奇迹，成为伟大的发明家。如果爱因斯坦没有毅力，就不可能成为科学泰斗，创立震惊世界的相对论。同学们，我们要取得优异的成绩。只能努力学习，只能珍惜辛苦获得的学习时间。勤奋要节约时间。时间老人公平慷慨，每人每天24小时。但是时间老人又不公平又吝啬。只给勤奋刻苦的同学带来智慧、力量和快乐。给懒惰散漫的同学留下了遗憾，后悔和痛苦。有同学在耀眼的分数上低头痛哭，有些同学为自我提高而高兴。人的一生只有三天：昨天、今天、明天。昨天已经留下了记忆，明天将托付给梦想。你能掌握的只有今天！让我们珍惜今天完美的时光吧！“不要闲着，让少年的头发变白，空虚哀切。”熟悉的铃声在耳边又响起，朗朗的读书声又在整个学校响起的时候，同学们，请珍惜时间，努力工作！努力学习一定会给你带来成功！我的演讲结束了，谢谢！
My brother-in-law opened the bottom drawer of my sisters bureau and lifted out a tissue-wrapped package. this，he said，is not a slip. this is lingerie. he discarded the tissue and handed me the slip.
It was exquisite，silk，handmade and trimmed with a cobweb of lace. the price tag with an astronomical figure on it was still attached.
Jan bought this the first time we went to new york，at least 8 or 9 years ago. she never wore it. she was saving it for a special occasion.
Well，i guess this is the occasion.
He took the slip from me and put it on the bed，with the other clothes we were taking to the mortician. his hands lingered on the soft material for a moment，then he slammed the drawer shut and turned to me，dont ever save anything for a special occasion. every day you re alive is a special occasion.
I remembered those words through the funeral and the days that followed when i helped him and my niece attend to all the sad chores that follow an unexpected death. i thought about them on the plane returning to california from the midwestern town where my sisters family lives. i thought about all the things that she hadnt seen or heard or done. i thought about the things that she had done without realizing that they were special.
Im still thinking about his words，and theyve changed the weeds in the garden. im spending more time with my family and friends and less time in committee meetings. whenever possible，life should be a pattern of experience to savour，not endure. im trying to recognize these moment now and cherish them.
Im not saving anything；we use our good china and crystal for every special. event such as losing a pound，getting the sink unstopped，the first camellia blossom… i wear my good blazer to the market if i feel like it. my theory is if i look prosperous，i can shell out $28. 49 for one small bag of groceries without wincing. im not saving my good perfume for special parties；clerks in hardware stores and tellers in banks have noses that function as well as my party going friends.
Someday and one of these days are losing their grip on my vocabulary. if its worth seeing or hearing or doing，i want to see and hear and do it now. im not sure what my sister wouldve done had she know that she wouldnt be here for the tomorrow we all take for granted.
I think she would have called family members and a few close friends. she might have called a few former friends to apologize，and mend fences for past squabbles. i like to think she would have gone out for a chinese dinner，her favorite food. im guessing. ill never know.
Its those little things left undone that would make me angry if i knew that my hours were limited. angry because i put off seeing good friends whom i was going to get in touch with someday. angry because i hadnt written certain letters that i intended to write one of these days. angry and sorry that i didnt tell my husband and daughter often enough how much i truly love them.
Im trying very hard not to put off，hold back，or save anything that would add laughter and luster to our lives. and every morning when i open my eyes，i tell myself that every day，every minute，every breath truly，is... a gift from god.