At the school's speech contest, Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen sat in the audience. Their front-row seats allowed them to clearly see every detail of the performance without being too conspicuous and adding extra pressure to their children. Jiang Zhi, dressed in a simple yet elegant suit and light makeup, had a look of nervousness and anticipation in her eyes. Her hands unconsciously clasped together, fingers gently caressing each other. Shen Qingchen, dressed in a crisp suit, stood tall and straight. His gaze fixed on the stage, he appeared calm, but the slight trembling of his fingers betrayed his inner emotions.
On the stage, the lights shone brightly like a cascade of stars, their soft glow focused on the small podium. The delicate wooden surface shimmered, and a bouquet of vibrant flowers sat beside it, adding a touch of life to the scene. My daughter, clad in a white dress, looked like a princess from a fairy tale. The fabric was soft and flowing as she moved. The hem, adorned with tiny diamonds, shimmered dreamily in the light, mirroring the confidence that shone in her eyes. Her hair was meticulously styled into a loose bun, with a few strands cascading down her fair neck, adding a touch of grace.
The daughter took a deep breath and walked steadily onto the stage. Each step was light and firm, and the crisp sound of her high heels hitting the ground was like a drum of war cheering her on. Standing at the podium, she raised her chin slightly and scanned the audience. In that moment, the whole world seemed to quiet down, and everyone's attention was drawn to her. She spoke softly, her voice clear and melodious, like a string of lively notes dancing in the air: "Dear teachers and dear students, hello! Today, I stand here and want to share with you the stories of my family's heritage."
Her hands were elegantly folded in front of her, her fingers slightly curved, swaying gently in time with the rhythm of her speech, as if conducting a silent symphony. "Growing up, I often heard my parents tell us stories about our family. The hardships we faced in the early days of our business were like thorns in the dark night, blocking our path forward, but our ancestors never gave up. With unwavering perseverance, they carved a niche in the business world. This tenacity has been deeply rooted in me since I was a child."
The daughter's eyes sparkled with reverence and pride for the family's history. "Today, times are rapidly evolving, and as a member of the family, I feel a profound sense of responsibility. We can't simply rest on the laurels of our ancestors; we must forge ahead with innovation and continue our legacy." She leaned slightly to point to a large screen behind her displaying images of the family business's recent technological breakthroughs. In the images, researchers in advanced laboratories diligently operated precision instruments, developing new products that are attracting significant market attention.
"Take the new energy industry that our family is involved in, for example. Faced with increasingly severe environmental problems, we have increased our investment in research and development and are committed to developing more efficient and environmentally friendly energy solutions. This is not only for the development of our family, but also for our common home, the Earth." Her voice became more passionate, and her cheeks flushed slightly with excitement. The audience in the audience was also infected by her enthusiasm, and they nodded in agreement, and applause rang out like a tide.
The judges sat in the front row, formally dressed, their expressions serious and focused. Some leaned forward, carefully listening to my daughter's every word, their pens scribbling on their score sheets. Others smiled, their eyes filled with admiration and recognition. When my daughter finished her speech and bowed deeply in thanks, the judges gave her high scores without hesitation. The high scores on the score sheets were the best testimony to her brilliant performance.
Meanwhile, across town, at the Science and Technology Innovation Competition, the atmosphere was equally vibrant. The spacious exhibition hall was filled with a variety of technological exhibits: flashing indicator lights, complex circuit boards, and ingenious mechanical structures, all showcasing the brilliant ideas and exceptional talent of the younger generation. My son, dressed in a neat school uniform and wearing his competition certificate, stood in front of the environmental protection project his team had developed, his gaze focused and determined.
Their project is an intelligent waste sorting and recycling system designed to address urban waste disposal challenges. The entire device is constructed from environmentally friendly materials, boasting a simple, sleek design with strong lines. The solar panels on top glow blue under the light, providing a key component for the system's clean energy. A nearby display shows real-time data on waste classification, recycling progress, and estimated environmental impact.
My son was enthusiastically introducing the system to the judges: "Dear judges, you see, our system uses the most advanced artificial intelligence image recognition technology. By quickly scanning the garbage with a camera, we can accurately determine the type of garbage." He picked up a discarded plastic bottle and gently placed it on the conveyor belt. As the bottle slowly moved, the camera quickly captured the image. In the blink of an eye, the words "Plastic Bottle - Recyclables" appeared on the display screen. At the same time, a robotic arm nearby accurately grabbed the bottle and placed it in the corresponding recycling bin.
"What's more, it has an intelligent sensing function. When the trash bin is almost full, it automatically sends a removal request to the waste disposal center, greatly improving recycling efficiency." My son explained as he demonstrated the sensing device. When he waved his hand over the recycling bin to indicate that it was full, a removal reminder popped up on the nearby simulation terminal. The judges gathered around, their eyes filled with curiosity and amazement. They asked questions from time to time, and my son and his team members responded with ease, answering every question in detail and professionally.
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