A short play about mental health

Outline:

Yang Qian, a college student, is a child abandoned by his biological parents. His heart is full of dissatisfaction with the world. He doesn't trust anyone, even his adoptive mother who loves him the most. He gave up on himself, never cherished his thoughts, and even gave up his life. Maybe God likes playing tricks on people. Yang Qian is a patient with congenital heart disease. When he learned the news, he was almost crazy. He didn't want to be abandoned by God again. ...

With the help of classmates and parents, he found his real idea. After three days in a coma, he struggled repeatedly. Finally, Yang Qian woke up. After he woke up, he really realized the meaning of life and understood the importance of cherishing life. He may have lost a lot of happiness before that, but the precious meaning of life has revived his heart and filled his heart with sunshine. ...

Psychodrama script

Time: March 2, 20091day

Characters:

Yang Qian's adoptive mother doctor, Jiamina Duan Fengling (angel), spoke to a stranger, a doctor, a group of students (2 people), a group of patients (2 people) and a group of patients (2 people).

Props:

Bedding (angel doctor), etc.

First act

(There was a heartbreaking roar from the hospital ward) (Empty stage)

Yang Qian: Ah! ! You losers, you liars, must be wrong and impossible! Are you kidding? ..... (medical record in hand)

(Doctor A looks down at his list of medicines and the patient's resume from the other side of the stage and walks past Yang Qian. When Yang Qian saw Doctor A, he ran to hold him. )

Yang Qian: Doctor, please take a look at it for me! Are you kidding? Some idiot said I had cancer! Look at that! !

The doctor opened the patient's resume: Is this you? I opened your medical records!

(Yang Qian took the medical records, pushed his glasses, glanced at the medical records, pushed down his glasses, and then browsed the medical records. )

Yang Qian: If it's true, it's true. That idiot is right. Congenital heart disease, terminal stage.

Dr. A, disheveled and facing the audience, cleared his throat: There are two kinds of people in this world, one is sick and the other is not. These two kinds of people should change each other. You were sick yesterday, but you may not be today!

(Behind the scenes: Doctor, the patient can't wait! )

Doctor A: I'm coming. I just met a psycho. ...

(doctor a leaves)

Voice-over: When Yang Qian learned that his life was fragile for only one month, he collapsed …

Schreiber: Many times, you are wasting your precious time, while other people's lives are captured by this time eye.

Act ii

(Hold up the sign: a few days later)

(Yang Qian lies alone in the hospital bed, looking straight ahead, full of memories ...)

The doctor communicated with the foster mother: Your child has always said that he is not sick and that we are sick. If this continues, it will be very unfavorable for treatment.

Foster mother: Doctor, is it like a drunk who keeps saying that others are drunk? Is it serious?

Doctor: Well, you'd better comfort him and calm him down.

(Under the guidance of the doctor, the foster mother went to Yang Qian. )

Yang Qian: I'm not one of you! Don't think you can buy me off with pity! I'm not going to receive treatment! My biological parents have left me, and you will still need me! Joke, get out

(Say that finish, the foster mother turned to cover her eyes and quietly went out. )

Voice-over: Duan Fengling is the psychological committee member of Yang Qian's class. She is a warm-hearted person, caring for every student, especially those who are withdrawn and psychologically biased, and trying to help them as much as possible.

(Duan Fengling comes to her adoptive mother)

Duan Fengling: Yang Qian.

(Yang Qian turns to look at Duan Fengling, and then turns his back on her. )

Yang Qian: How could it be you! Have you come to see me make a fool of myself? If so, please go back! I have no mental illness, let alone physical illness!

Duan Fengling: Yang Qian, I came to see you on behalf of the whole class. Everyone is worried about you. If possible, everyone will come to see you together. I can understand your feelings now, but please cherish yourself once. The way you are now is not conducive to treatment.

(Yang Qian starts to get depressed)

(Yang Qian still turns his back on Duan Fengling and takes a deep breath. Duan Fengling tried to reach out and comfort him but stopped in mid-air. )

Duan Fengling: Yang Qian, you have been giving up on yourself and refusing to face everyone's concern for you, do you know? I am not only a psychologist in my class, I will help and care for you. More importantly, because I am your classmate, we study together in the same class. It is right for us to care about each other. I hope you can slowly try to accept everyone and yourself.

(Ella slowly turns her head after listening to what Duan Fengling said, then stands up and walks to the bed to stare outward. )

Schreiber: Do they really exist in my world? Are there so many people?

Act iii

(Yang Qian opens his notebook in the hospital bed and writes down his feelings)

Schreiber: Is this life? I can't die when I want to die, but when I want to stay, I find that God is reaching out and pulling me.

Yang Qian's classmates came to see him and knocked at the door.

Mina: Yang Qian, we're here to see you. We are all worried about you. We hope to see you get better soon …

(Yang Qian's eyes flashed a cold light when she heard "Better and Better", and then she began to be lonely, and she interrupted her words before she could finish. )

Mina: Yes, if you have any difficulties in your study, we can. ......

Yang Qian: That's enough! Is my life valuable only when I am dying, and will I be respected and cared for?

Foster mother: Yang Qian, no one …

Yang Qian: That's enough! You go out, I still don't care! I don't need your hypocritical charity either!

(After a few seconds, everyone is silent, and Yang Qian is getting impatient. He began to make a scene, throwing all the fruits sent by his classmates on the ground, and the red apples were scattered all over the floor. Everyone was surprised, and the foster mother picked them up in a flurry. Everyone saw that the situation was not good and began to help pick it up. Duan Fengling stayed where she was and slowly bent down to pick up an apple. )

Schreiber: Who moved that line? Why is my heart trembling?

Act IV

Schreiber: Are there really angels? Why did I grow up so miserable? Time is like a kind of power, carving rings on me, and I will never forget every time I grow up.

Yang Qian: Who are you? How can it be here!

As soon as Yang Qian's voice falls, a woman in white walks onto the stage. She looks like Duan Fengling. )

L 1: You have been living in your guesses and constantly testing your guesses. Even your life is your own guess! You guess that death will bring you pain, and then you guess that you can satisfy yourself after seeing everyone's pain, but you have been afraid to face the final true feelings, because you are more painful after seeing everyone's pain!

Yang Qian just sits on the bed and looks at this gentle but unreasonable woman in horror.

Yang Qian: Who are you? Who the fuck are you ? Don't think what you say can mean anything! Get out of here! Or I'll ring the doorbell!

Yang Qian reached for the doorbell, but the doorbell was fine during the day, but it was broken at this time! Fear filled his whole body)

Angel: It's no use, you are in your own dream now!

(Yang Qian stops struggling. He sat on the bed with his neck half bowed, as if he had no strength. )

Yang Qian: What do you want? Are you taking me away? What the hell are you doing here now?

L 1: I'm here to help you know yourself! Help you out! Your understanding of life is wrong, you underestimate your life too much, and your willpower is like a piece of paper …

Yang Qian: Joke! What's the use of telling this to a dead man? You'd better go home, I don't need you!

Yang Qian: Shut up!

(The angel didn't stop)

L 1: I have a dream. I want to have a mother who will not abandon me. No matter whether she has money or not, no matter what she looks like, as long as she loves me, I can hold her hand and sleep at night without nightmares, only happiness …

(Yang Qian seems to have put something down, which is very sad.)

Yang Qian: I have lost my life since I was abandoned. I don't trust anyone, even my favorite mother. I have been hurting her! I have hurt myself many times, but the most painful thing is not me, but her …

Angel: You are not wrong, and neither is your foster mother. The fault is that she loves you too much. When you are taken away, your fate begins to bear the lives of two people, including your foster mother! If you get hurt, she will be in great pain!

Your mother is a good mother and doesn't look down on you at all; Your classmates are all your good classmates and have been helping you!

(This scene evokes a second dream. Yang Qian's classmates collected money on the road to collect medical expenses for him, and some students picked up waste on the road. )

Mina: Uncle, one of my classmates is seriously ill now. Now he needs a lot of medical expenses. We are all his classmates. We can't watch him suffer. Please help us!

The man took out 100 yuan and put it in the donation box. Man: Good boy, he will be fine. Stop crying! )

Act v

Schreiber: Every child came into this world hand in hand with God. Every life deserves respect. Nothing can be exchanged with life. Cherish yourself!

(Before the sickbed, the foster mother, Mina, Fengling, doctor and classmates are sitting together.)

Mina: Auntie! Yang Qian's awake! Come and see!

(Foster mother sits in front in panic)

Foster mother: Yang Qian! You're awake! You have been in a coma for three days!

Fengling: Aunt and Mina have been by your side for three days!

Yang Qian: Sorry, Mom! I'm sorry Mina! Sorry, wind chimes! Sorry, everyone! I have been in a coma for three days, instead of letting my thoughts come back from the devil's hand. I know a lot and I know a lot. I used to be dissatisfied with the world, and I was dissatisfied with myself. Now I just want to thank you, thank you for not giving up on me, thank you for not giving up on me when I said those things that hate you! I also want to thank my real mother who I have never met. Although you abandoned me, I thank you for giving birth to me, creating me and making my life different. Thank you for your love and life. I will cherish my life because I cherish you!

Foster mother: Yang Qian, we will always be by your side. I won't let you be lonely again. Know that life is irreplaceable!

Act VI

Schreiber: What color is the sky? Why am I a thorn bird and leave when I am about to get happiness? Why do you always stop in front of happiness at your fingertips …

[Music starts "City of the Sky"]

Voice-over: Believe in love, encourage life, cherish love and overcome life, because love is eternal life.