A sketch about gratitude (funny and touching)

Set: a lecture table, three sets of tables and chairs. Character: Teacher and student Yang Erya, student Li Daidi, student Bonny Chen sang: My common people are so happy today ... (Going to the seat) Li sang: The sun shines in the sky, and the flowers smile at each other ... Yang said: Last night, the west wind withered the trees, just went downstairs, and there was no way to study in sight. When ... (Who is it? A Mei Yang: Hey, big news, big news! Ban Ren was angry with me again, and our class has been replaced by a new one! I heard the surname Hou. Chen; Well, I just left a "sheep" and came to a "monkey". Li: Who cares about monkeys? Even if the Monkey King comes, we have to take him back to Huaguoshan. Yang: OK! If you don't relax your teeth, you will be rooted in the chaotic class. A thousand words persuade the right idea, and whoever comes will be angry. Yeah! Teacher; : enter the classroom "class!" Chen: Get up, stand up. Teacher: Hello, class. Please sit down. First of all, let me introduce myself. I'm your new head teacher. My last name is Hou. Student: "Monkey"? (Ha ... Hey ...) Teacher: Quiet, please introduce yourself. Yang: Teacher, her name is Bonny and her name is Li Daidi. Chen and Li: Her name is Yang Erya. Teacher; Don't the students know who they are? Ask someone else to introduce you. Ok, shall I announce the monthly exam results? Yang erya 76, Li Daidi 67, Bonny 49. Chen: Ah! It's time to fry shredded pork with bamboo board again tonight. Yang and Li: What do you mean? Chen: You don't know something? Every time I come home from the exam, the score below 8 is women's singles, the score below 7 is men's singles, and the score below 6 is mixed doubles. I'm dead this time. Teacher: Stop talking and carefully analyze the reasons why you didn't do well in the exam. Write a written reflection for me, and your feelings must be profound. Teacher: OK, why don't you read the reflection to everyone? Li: What do you know about spring flowers and autumn moons? When is the exam? At present, the test paper is handed out again, and the results are unbearable to look back on. I still have the lingering fear last time, but I changed my subject. When can you stand out? Just like a river flowing eastward. Chen Sing: Who cares, how bitter my heart is, who cares, where I will go tomorrow, how poor my grades are, how many dirty eyes I have suffered, and how much my flesh is bitter. In fact, my heart hurts more than anyone else. Yang: When will I get high marks? I have no words to ask the sky. I wonder if I will go to college tomorrow. Will the exam be strict? I want to work hard to be strong. I smell chickens crowing in the middle of the night and watch them in the fifth. Unfortunately, I am dull in life and incomplete in wisdom. Sighing about the book mountain and the sea, I should also hate it. Who said that my will is not strong, the moon is full of rain or shine, and my grades are good or bad, so it is difficult to go to the sky. It's an ancient problem. I hope that after hard work, it will be named before Sun Shan. Teacher: I haven't complained yet, but you are complaining. Hey! Sing: I don't know, why? Students are not my imagination, or they can't find the direction of education, let alone full of hope. Standing in the classroom with tears in my heart, I don't know where to go. Student: winking at jokes. The bell rings ... Student: The first battle was a success, yeah! Go home! Teacher: In the dead of night, when I am upset, I don't sleep when I am upset, and all the students come to my mind. (Say:) No! These little guys seem to be deliberately against me. It seems that they can't do it in their eyes. Hey! By the way, now the new curriculum reform, to optimize the relationship between teachers and students, huh! Let's do it. Yang: Hey, who cleaned the floor so clean? Okay, there's a new table cover, yo, and a chair cushion. Teacher; Class begins. Today we are going to learn the calculation of parallelogram area. Please look, I have two identical trapezoids in my hand. Now I put the talkers together. What do you see? Student: Whispering to each other and doing little tricks. Old City Singer: Look at the students across the street. Look at me. I have a wonderful speech here. Take a look first. Student: I look left, right, up and down, but I can't understand it. Come on … Teacher: Hey! There's nothing we can do? Shall we call it a day? Chen: No, no, Li Daidi and Zhang Jiagen got into a fight. My head is broken. Why don't you take a look? Teacher: Meet me at the door, don't go, study in the classroom, and leave it to me. Chen: Li Daidi is miserable this time. His family is so poor, so what should be the medical expenses? Yang: Will the teacher fire him? Will you tell her mother? Her mother is sick. Chen: Maybe, this teacher is quite fierce. And: Let's pray for him. Chen Sing: I pray that Li Daidi will come back safely. Although she is injured, it is good to come back. Yang sang: I pray that the teacher will be lenient and never expel me. Li: I walked into the classroom with gauze wrapped around my head. Teacher: You look calm. It's okay. I'll get my exercise book and get ready for class. Yang and Chen: Hey, how's it going? Li: Don't mention it. When the teacher arrived at the hospital, without saying anything, he ran before and after to help me find a doctor and pay the medical expenses without saying a word of complaint. Seeing my head bleeding, the teacher cried like a crybaby. How unkind are we to him? The teacher is a bully to us. Student: We all misjudged her. Teacher: Class! Student: Hello, teacher! Teacher: Li sang stupidly: I'm sorry, teacher. It's not that I don't love you. I really don't want to, and it makes you sad. Students sing: I'm sorry, teacher. I didn't embarrass you. I really didn't want to and made you angry. The teacher sang: It doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter. At least you have recognized your mistakes. You don't need to torture yourself sadly, and you don't need too much commitment. As long as you study hard, it is enough for me. People have many memories in their lives. I will be very sweet to think of you. Teacher: Today we learn a poem "Poem of Love" Teacher: Love is a mountain spring Yang: How many dry hearts have been moistened Teacher: Love is rain and dew Li: How many happy homes have been bred Teacher: Love is a spring breeze: It drives away the cold of winter Teacher: Love is a beacon Yang: Let the distance between heart and heart be no longer far away Teacher: Hold out your heart Student: Hold out my heart Teacher: Use our heart student: Use our love.