A script that requires 5 minutes

(Music starts. It is suggested that "the hope of life is no longer lost")

Yang Yang: Why do you learn to draw in spring?

Spring: Why? Just like it. What about you?

Yang Yang: Same.

Spring: I asked my senior why he came to study painting, and he answered me as simple as that. I think everyone is the same. You know, my greatest hope is to become a freelance painter and move the most beautiful things in the world to my drawing paper.

Yang Yang: I think, I want to be admitted to the Academy of Fine Arts, and then go on to study and become a teacher, so that every student of mine can love painting as much as I do.

Spring: You are so greedy!

Yang Yang: You too. Ha ha. In spring, you talk like a sparrow?

I spray blood wildly in spring. )

Spring: No (pause. It looks like a crow. "Gollum, Gollum."

Yang Yang: Dogs don't spit ivory. All right, all right, draw carefully. Just talking.

Spring: Yes, woman!

Your Majesty, I have one more thing to say.

Yang Yang: What's the matter, brother (emphasis)? Approved!

Spring: Just now you said: Dogs don't spit ivory. I'm not a dog's mouth, of course I won't spit ivory.

Spring gives an exaggerated grin. Everyone laughed into a ball. )

("Those Flowers" gradually sounded. Slowly, gently. )

Narrator: Some people say that life is like running water, so their life must be a lively and tinkling stream. Happiness, like those flowers, blooms brilliantly ...

("Those flowers" rang. Everybody get down. )

The stage is as messy as a studio. Gypsum statues, guitars and flowers are randomly placed in the studio.

Lele walked to the center of the stage with the drawing board on his back and began to put painting tools. Get ready to start painting. )

Yang Yang: (Clap the door. ) Lele opens the door! Why did you shut the door of the studio so tightly in broad daylight? Lele!

Lele: Sister, you are back.

Yang Yang: I thought you called me back.

(sitting in front of the drawing board. ) Come on, show me the latest picture.

Lele: I just went to the park and drew this.

Yang Yang: What is this painting? It can be said to be a painting.

(Lele rushes to the front of the cabinet, takes out a pile of drawing paper and hands it to Yang Yang. )

Yang Yang: (looking through) A pile of rubbish. Look, look, adjust the shape here. Sketch relationship is the foundation. The shape is not paved well, and the color relationship is useless. There is the sound of spring: the color feels good. You can also adjust the shape here. Sketch relationship is the foundation. If the modeling is not good, no matter how good the color relationship is, it is no use. )

Lele/Yang Yang: I see, Sister/Spring. (The voices overlap. )

Yang Yang: This photo opens the contrast. The color of this one is too fancy. Gouache looks like freehand brushwork in Chinese painting. Very creative. How dare you draw it like this? There is no progress at all. What the hell are you doing?

Lele: Sister, I am stupid and have no talent for drawing. (starts to cry. I have been thinking about it for several days. (pause) I don't want to draw any more. I have no talent at all.

Yang Yang: What did you say?

Lele: (pause, get up the courage) Sister, I don't want to draw any more.

Yang Yang: I have been painting for so many years, but if I don't, I won't. That's good for you, Lele.

Lele: Sister, I feel too tired to draw. I just want to have a rest.

Yang Yang: Rest, what a relaxed word. Ok, you treat it like this (pointing to the flower board) and treat me like this? (I almost shouted it out. )

Lele: Elder sister, you are the one who should really paint!

Yang Yang: (Shocked. ) It's me? No I will never paint again. Look at my hands. Can these hands still use strokes? Joke!

Lele: Why not? Your talent is far superior to mine.

(Lele turns out a stack of drawing paper from the cupboard. He picked up a pen, put it in Yang Yang's hand, pushed things around, and then picked up a brush and those paintings. )

Lele: Sister, look at your old paintings. How well they draw! Sister, you draw it.

(Yang Yang's hand with the brush is shaking badly. Suddenly I burned my hand and threw my pen to the ground. )

Yang Yang: There are no brushes.

(Lele goes up to him and quietly picks up the pen. Music gradually emerged in my mind, suggesting that Wang Zheng was "sugar paper". )

Lele: (quietly) Sister, you are a coward. Coward! You just didn't get into the Academy of Fine Arts. Brother Chun said that you didn't do well because you had a high fever. If you fail the exam once, try again next time. One year of failure is ten years. But that's why you started giving up on yourself. Go to the bar, go to disco! Are you happy? Are you happy? You put all your expectations on me, and I keep drawing, trying to draw better and be happy for you, sister, but no matter how hard I try, you are no longer my old sister. You are not happy at all. What's the point of my painting? And you, obviously love it (referring to the drawing board), are crazy, but give up, you are cowardly, you can't walk out of failure, and you are afraid of failure again. You are a coward!

Yang Yang: Stop talking! (Yang Yang knocks over the drawing board, and the floor makes a loud noise. ) I don't deserve to draw! Pick up a photo of yourself, stop and tear it up. )

Lele: Sister! Hurry up and get the other paintings. )

Yang Yang: Give it to me. Tear it up and I'll be completely free.

(two people compete. Inadvertently, all the drawing papers were thrown into the sky and scattered all over the floor. )

Lele: You tear, you tear. Tearing these will really kill you.

Lele picked up a piece of drawing paper and handed it to Yang Yang. Studently took it, looked at the photo, tore it and stopped, suddenly holding the photo, squatted down and cried. Lele picked up the drawing board, walked up to her sister and hugged her. )

("I want to keep my painting. Yang Yang's painting growth record. " )

(Music starts. The music of Candy Paper is consistent. )

Narrator: The fish said to the water affectionately: I never close my eyes because I want to look at you! The water said to the fish affectionately: I have been flowing by your side because I want to hug you. Fish and water will not separate.

("Those Flowers")

Lele: Sister, what do you think of my painting? Here, I think it needs to be revised. what do you think?

("Sister, I am stupid and have no talent for painting. (starts to cry. I have been thinking about it for several days. (pause) I don't want to draw any more. " )

Lele: Sister, Brother Chun wrote. He sent a painting in France. How beautiful!

("My greatest hope is to become a freelance painter and move the most beautiful things in the world to my drawing paper." )

Lele: Sister, an album! I saw your newly published painting collection in the bookstore!

("My paintings are never given away. I want to keep them. Yang Yang's painting growth record. Hehe. " )

Spring: In your photo album, it's very good to see the painting I drew when I was squatting. I wonder if you would like to see me off?

("The color feels good. You can also adjust the shape here. Sketch relationship is the foundation. If the modeling is not good, no matter how good the color relationship is, it is no use. Give this painting to me when it is finished. " )

Yang Yang: With the encouragement and support of many people, especially Lele, she has been with me through the darkest days of my life. Standing at the origin, I found myself, started a new life again, and walked unswervingly towards the sacred art palace. Only when I was down-to-earth did I know that painting belonged to me. Without it, I will die soon. Everything went well after the storm. Those passionate years that belong to me, Lele and spring have left footprints of youth in every corner of our lives.