This year's New Year's Day party, we asked for a drama script, the time is less than eight minutes, the content should be youthful, not too tortuous, a little meaningful, describing high school.

I want to hold your hand

Summary:

Qian Yang 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 has never cherished his thoughts and even given up his life. Maybe God likes playing tricks on people. Qian Yang is a congenital heart disease patient. When he learned the news, he was almost crazy, and he didn't want to be abandoned by God again ...

With the help of his classmates and parents, he found his true idea. Finally, Qian Yang woke up. After he woke up, he really realized the meaning of life and understood the value of life. He may have lost a lot of happiness before this, but the precious meaning of life has made it possible for his mind to be reborn and filled with sunshine ...

Psychodrama script

Time: March 21, 29

Character:

Qian Yang's foster mother, doctor Jiamina Duan Fengling (angel), and a crowd of doctors (2 people). ! You losers, you liars, must be wrong and impossible! Are you kidding me? ..... (medical record in hand)

(Doctor A looked down at his medicine list and patient's resume from the other side of the stage and passed by Qian Yang. When Qian Yang saw Doctor A, he ran over and grabbed him)

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

The doctor opens his patient's resume: Is this you? I opened your medical record!

(Qian Yang took the medical record, pushed his glasses, glanced at the medical record, pushed down his glasses, and then scanned the medical record)

Qian Yang: If it's the real thing, it's the real thing. The idiot was right. In the late stage,

Doctor A was disheveled and cleared his throat to the audience: there are two kinds of people in this world, one is sick and the other is not sick.

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

Doctor A: I came here and just met a psycho ...

(Doctor A left)

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

Voice-over: Many times when you are wasting your precious time, another person's life is caught in this time eye.

Act II

(Hold up the sign: a few days later)

(Qian Yang is lying alone in the hospital bed, staring straight ahead, full of memories ...)

The doctor communicates with the foster mother: Your child keeps saying that he is not sick, and that we are sick. If this continues, it will not be conducive to the treatment

Foster mother: Doctor, is it like a drunk person? 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! Jokes, get out of here

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

Voice-over: Duan Fengling is a psychological committee member in Qian Yang's class. She is a warm-hearted person who cares about every student, especially those who are withdrawn and have a great psychological bias, and tries her best to help them.

(Duan Fengling comes to the adoptive mother)

Duan Fengling: Qian Yang

(Qian Yang turns his head and turns his back to her after seeing Duan Fengling)

Qian Yang: How can it be you! Are you here to see me make a fool of myself? If so, please go back! I'm not mentally ill, let alone physically ill!

Duan Fengling: Qian Yang, 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 mood now, but please cherish yourself for once. Your present appearance is not conducive to treatment.

(Qian Yang began to get depressed)

(Qian Yang still turned his back on Duan Fengling, looked up and took a breath after he finished speaking, and Duan Fengling tried to reach out to comfort him but stopped in mid-air)

Duan Fengling: Qian Yang, you have been giving up on yourself and refused to face everyone's concern for you, you know? I am not only a psychologist in my class, I will help and care about 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.

(after hearing Duan Fengling's words, Qian Yang slowly turned his head, then stood up and went to the bed to stare out)

Voice-over: Do they really exist in my world? Are there so many people?

Act III

(Qian Yang opens his notebook in his hospital bed and writes his thoughts)

Voice-over: 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.

(Qian Yang's classmates all came to see him and knocked at the door)

Mina: Qian Yang, we came to see you. We are all worried about you. We hope to see you get better soon ...

(Qian Yang's eyes flashed a cold light when she heard' get better', and then she began to feel lonely, and interrupted her words before she could finish) < p Is my life only valuable when I am dying, and only then will I be respected and cared for?

foster mother: Qian Yang, nobody ...

Qian Yang: Enough! You go out, I still nobody cares! And I don't need your hypocritical charity!

(After a few seconds, everyone was silent, and Qian Yang began to get impatient. He began to make a wild noise, throwing all the fruits sent by his classmates on the ground, and apples with red hearts scattered all over the floor. Everyone was surprised, and the foster mother picked them up in a panic. Everyone saw the situation and began to help. Duan Fengling stood in the same place and slowly bent down to pick up an apple)

Voice-over Why did my heart shake

Act IV

Voice-over: Are there really angels? Why did I grow up so painfully? Time is like a force, carving rings on me, and every time I grow up, I will never forget it. < P > Qian Yang: Who are you? How can it be here!

(As Qian Yang's voice just fell, a woman in white stepped off the stage and she looked like Duan Fengling)

Angel: You have been living in your guess and constantly testing your guess, even your life is guessed by yourself! 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 real feeling in the end, because you are more painful after seeing everyone's pain!

(Qian Yang just sits on the bed and looks at this gentle but incomprehensible woman in horror)

Qian Yang: Who are you? Who the hell are you? Don't think that your words can explain anything! Get out of here! Or I'll ring the bell!

(Qian Yang reaches for the bell, but the bell, which was fine during the day, is broken at this time! Fear filled his whole body)

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

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

Qian Yang: What do you want? Are you taking me away? What on earth are you here for now?

angel: I'm here to help you, to help you know yourself! Help you free yourself! Your understanding of life is wrong. You underestimate your own life too much. Your willpower is just like a piece of paper …

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

Qian yang: shut up!

(Angel doesn't stop)

Angel: I have a dream. I want to have a mother who won't abandon me. No matter whether she has money or not, no matter what she looks like, I only want her to love me. I can hold her hand and sleep at night without nightmares, only happiness ...

(Qian Yang seems to have put something down, sadly)

Qian Yang I have done self-harm many times, but the most painful thing is not me, but her …

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

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

(There was a second dream at the scene. Qian Yang'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, and 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 1 yuan and put it in the donation box. Man: Good boy, he will be fine. Don't cry! )

Act V

Voice-over: Every child came into this world hand in hand by God. Every life is worthy of respect. Nothing can be exchanged with life. Cherish yourself!

(foster mother, Mina, Fengling, doctor and classmates are sitting around in front of the hospital bed)

Mina: Auntie! Qian Yang woke up! Come and see!

(foster mother sits in front in panic)

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

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

Qian yang: I'm sorry, mom! I'm sorry Mina! Sorry, Fengling! Sorry, everyone! I've been in a coma for three days, rather than letting my mind get back from the devil's hand. I know a lot, and I understand a lot. My previous dissatisfaction with the world and my dissatisfaction with myself are gone. Now I just want to thank you, thank you for not giving up on me, and thank you for not giving up on me when I said those words that hate you! I also want to thank my biological 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 love and life. I will cherish my life because I cherish you!

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

Act VI

Voice-over: What color is the sky? Why am I the thorn bird, leaving when I am about to get happiness? Why do you always stop before the happiness at your fingertips ...

[Music plays "City in the Sky"]

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

[ Foreword ]

Home is developing, home is expanding, home is innovating, home is brilliant ...

In a pluralistic society and culture, life is no longer just an emotional appeal, a model, a style and a taste ... I hope our home will be blooming, fresh, lovely, full of vigor and colorful, and be distinctive and first-class.

[ Campus Psychodrama ]

Home in the heart

[ Shixiang Pavilion on campus.

[ The patter of rain, the slight southern music in the distance ...

[Li Jing, a student, trotted in the rain with the piano score, ran into the Shixiang Pavilion, shook the rain beads on the piano score, took out a paper towel to wipe the rain on his face, and then wiped the piano score. Take a look at the rain outside the pavilion and sit down. Lower the head and practice fingering while humming the music softly ...

[Miss Wang has a handkerchief on his head, a drawing board under his armpit, and a lesson plan in his hand in the rain. Enter the Shixiang Pavilion.

Li Jing: Hello, teacher!

miss Wang: hello!

[ Li Jing helps Miss Wang put the drawing board aside. Teacher Wang took the handkerchief off his head and squeezed his hair. He looked at the rain, looked at his watch, put the lesson plan folder on the drawing board and saw the piano score.

miss Wang: have you reached the fifth level?

[ Li Jing smiled shyly ...

Li Jing: I'm practicing.

[ Mr. Wang, while looking through the piano score, encouraged Li Jing with comforting eyes.

miss Wang: it's good!

[ The heavy rain drowned out the sound of Nanqu ...

[Xiao Kai, a student with a big schoolbag on his shoulder, ran testily. See someone sheltering from the rain in Shixiang Pavilion, standing indifferently, letting the rain get wet all over ...

[Li Jing looks at Miss Wang and looks at Xiao Kai in the rain outside the pavilion.

[ When Mr. Wang saw this, he quickly put down the piano score, rushed into the rain, and hugged Xiao Kai into the pavilion.

miss Wang: you'll get wet.

[ Li Jing helped to unload the schoolbag, but spilled underwear, socks, underwear, etc. in the schoolbag all over the floor. She was blindsided.

[ Miss Wang uses her handkerchief to lovingly wipe the rain from Xiao Kai's hair.

[ Xiao Kai disdains to dial Mr. Wang's handkerchief to the ground with his hand.

[ Miss Wang and Li Jing look at each other and are very surprised ...

Miss Wang: What's so unhappy?

[ Li Jing picks up Miss Wang's handkerchief and stares at Kai.

[ Miss Wang put the underwear and socks scattered on the ground back into the schoolbag.

Xiao Kai: The school gate is always closed, and the doorman never lets anyone out. I'm bored to death.

[ Miss Wang and Li Jing both stop what they are doing.

miss Wang: is that it?

[ It's raining harder and the wind is blowing.

[ Teacher Wang pulls Xiao Kai to his side to avoid the rain.

[ Li Jing stepped forward to shelter himself from the wind and rain ...

[Kai shrank shyly for a moment.

Miss Wang: Our school is a dual-track system of boarding and day study, for the sake of students ...

[Xiao Kai is excited again, breaking away from their care and jumping around.

Xiao Kai: You can't treat students like birds and keep them in cages all day. I'm bored to death ... washing clothes, mopping the floor, having to do everything by myself, I'm bored to death. Me, me, I miss home ...

[Xiao Kai rushes into the rain testily again ...

[Miss Wang resolutely covers Xiao Kai with a drawing board in the rain ...

Li Jing: Teacher, your painting is wet.

[ Teacher Wang once again pushes Xiao Kai into the pavilion.

[ Li Jing takes out a paper towel to wipe the picture on Miss Wang's drawing board.

[ Xiao Kai is at a loss.

miss Wang: it's normal to miss home, grandparents and parents.

Li Jing: I just entered the school, and I really want to. When I think about it, I always hide under the covers and cry. But then ...

Kai: Is this home?

miss Wang: this school is our home!

[ Music starts: "... as long as everyone gives a little love ..."

Li Jing: Now I can take care of myself in my life. Sometimes I go home and help my mother do some housework.