Thank you for your very psychological education about being tired of learning scripts.

Get out of the pain of being tired of learning. Synopsis This is a true story about Mr. Gao Ban in Xinjiang. A gentleman with excellent grades misses his hometown in the new environment, from the last study to the emotional out of control, once arrogant, depressed, sensitive, weak and anxious, until he is seriously tired of learning and hesitates on the verge of dropping out of school. With the help of the psychological teacher's eight psychological inquiries, the gentleman realized that escaping would only make his grades worse and worse. As long as he seeks professional psychological counseling and takes the initiative to deal with it, that is the best way to deal with the pressure of study. In the end, she not only got out of the pain of being tired of learning, but also grew spiritually.

character introduction

Mali: As Nurbia Nurbia: As a psychology teacher.

Ren Hongmei: Playing Teacher Jin Aini: Director of Ethnic Affairs Department

Melhaba: Play Melhaba Chang: Play classmate Jia.

Kubanjiang: Play classmate B Abdul: Play classmate C.

Yang Chen: Play the narrator.

Daoju

A number of benches, schoolbags, tables and chairs, inquiry reservation forms, examination papers, mobile phones, umbrellas and national costumes.

The first act is full of hope.

Time: the first day of the new semester.

Venue: Hanzhong Campus

The music "My future is not a dream" sounded.

Narrator: With beautiful dreams and the hopes of the people in their hometown, a group of Mr. Gao Ban walked into the campus of Hanzhong with their schoolbags on their backs. As one of them, Nurbia walked in the middle, talking with other students from time to time, and laughter came from time to time.

Nurbia: Wow, what a beautiful campus! I must study hard here (she made up her mind)

Sir A: The teachers here look very kind! Students look so peaceful!

Mr. B: Our new school is worth two in my hometown! How big it is!

Mr. C: Although we come from all over Xinjiang, it is our fate to get together here. Now that we are a family, we have to twist into a rope. Qi Xin works together to serve the motherland.

Mr. A: Today we represent not only groups, but also people of all ethnic groups in Xinjiang. We should study hard!

Mr. B: That's right. We must study hard and don't let the people in our hometown down.

Nurbia: Yes! We should get along with our classmates in the frontier, help each other, understand each other and care about each other! !

Sir C: Let's make an agreement!

Everyone: OK.

(Several gentlemen put their hands together and said, "One, two, three, come on! )

The second act falls into a trough.

Time: one month after the recess.

Location: classroom

The music "Homesickness Music" sounded.

Narrator: Nurbia has changed more. She is no longer as lively and cheerful as when she first came. Now she is very quiet. She seldom chats with her classmates, and occasionally chats with her deskmate Merhaba.

Nurbia: (stunned and sad)

Melhaba: (touching Nurbia's shoulder) What are you thinking? You didn't seem to be listening to the class just now!

Nurbia: I am homesick again!

Melhaba: You can't always be homesick! If you really miss home, turn it into your motivation to study. Isn't that great?

Nurbia: Thank you (ashamed). You know it's not that I don't want to work hard, but that I really can't hear you! I can't control my brain. I'm always whimsical (counting anxiously in my exercise book). You see, I can't do many problems now. What should I do?

(Other students are laughing) Mehhaba: When you can't work out the problem, just stop and have a rest. Let's play with them for a while! (There are several groups playing games nearby)

Nurbia: Go and play. I really missed a lot of homework. I have to make up quickly.

Narrator: During the break, Merhaba plays with other people, while Nurbia Group is still studying hard, all the time, but as long as she knows exactly how much she has learned. Soon, the mid-term exam papers were sent out, and Nurbia's score was actually the bottom of the class.

Nurbia: (Kneading the test paper into a ball and tearing it up) I used to study very hard. Why are my grades so poor? I study hard, but I'm not as good as my classmates who don't work hard! (muttering), am I too stupid?

Melhaba: (Melhaba did well in the exam, and she is comforting Nurbia) Don't be sad. Try again next time?

Nurbia: Well, I think I'm really finished if I go on like this. I am sorry for my parents, and I am even more sorry for the school's teaching.

Melhaba: Maybe your learning method is successful. You are always homesick, which will affect your study efficiency.

(Nurbia doesn't want to talk about it anymore)

The music of "I am a bird" started.

Narrator: Nurbia knew that Melhaba's analysis was reasonable, but she began to choose to escape, to break the jar and to give up learning. Gradually, I found that Nurbia was very silent.

The third act of struggle

Time: one year later

Venue: Hanzhong Campus

The music "Two Springs Reflecting the Moon" sounded.

Narrator: The head teacher talked to her several times. Her family was very anxious and comforted her from time to time. However, she was so absorbed in her mood that she was desperate again and again after the exam. Nurbia became more depressed and frustrated, and her desire to be homesick became stronger and stronger. No matter in class or after class, I send text messages to my family, and even run out of the classroom to call my family during recess.

Nurbia: (calling for family again) Mom, I really can't go on. I really want to quit school.

Mom: No, you don't always want to drop out of school. Now is a good time for you to learn knowledge. What can I do without studying? You are the pride of our parents, and others envy us having a daughter like you. What a pity if you come back now!

Nurbia: I really don't want to go. I hope mom and dad can understand me.

Dad: My good daughter, don't think so. Be eager to learn and live up to your expectations! Now that I have dropped out of school, what can I do now?

Narrator: Nurbia sat on a bench, took out a pen and paper, and began to write to Director Xie of the Ministry of Nationalities. This is the second time she has written to ask to drop out of school.

Narrator: Director Xie read her request for suspension from school again, and he decided to talk to her again.

Director Xie: Nurbia, don't be sad. If you have any difficulties, just say so, and we will help you.

Nurbia, thank you, Director Xie. I want to quit school. (Very sad, very sad)

Director Xie: Are you homesick? Being thousands of miles away from your family will inevitably make you homesick. I know you. Be brave. Persistence is success after all.

Nurbia: Director Xie, please let me drop out of school. I really can't learn anymore.

Director Xie: I hope you can change your mind and study hard.

Nurbia: Director Xie, I see, thank you! (Director Xie sends Nurbia away)

Narrator: Director Xie's encouragement and comfort did not help Nurbia at all. Because her lessons are so poor now, she has made up her mind. She became very withdrawn and always wandered around the campus in groups, as if she had lost her soul.

Head teacher: Where did Nurbia go again? Everybody, go find it.

Narrator: Teachers and classmates have been looking for her, and later they found her in the long corridor of the campus.

Melhaba: How did you run away like this, regardless of the worries of teachers, classmates and everyone who cares about you? You make us so desperate? If you have something to say, why do you always come out like this?

Nurbia: I want a group to be quiet. Don't look for me.

Classmate B: How can you talk like that? Have you forgotten our agreement? We now represent 47 ethnic groups in Xinjiang.

Nurbia: I haven't forgotten. I will never forget it. You think I don't want to be careful? But the result is that I can't learn. (Sitting with my head down, I'm about to cry), but I want to get some grades and study hard.

Classmate C: I know you also want to improve your grades, but when you think about it, you don't think so, do you? ! We should turn pressure into motivation now, and we can't give up everything just because we are homesick!

Everyone (together): Come back to the classroom with us!

Narrator: Nurbia bowed his head and followed his classmates back to the classroom with a sad face.

Narrator: A week later.

Teacher: Students! It's not a day or two since I came here, and the first school year is over. Now I'm a sophomore. Have all the students got the test papers? ! Think carefully about which central government did something wrong. The teacher won't talk about it until you revise it, okay? ! (Speaking and separating)

Narrator: Recently, she is very sensitive to other people's every move. The students put their pens on the table and took back the subtle voices, which made her very comfortable. Although Nurbia and her deskmate are still good friends, their relationship is also very tense. Merhaba is very careful when collecting pens every day.

Melhaba: (I'm a little annoyed because my exam results can't reach my threshold) and because of my carelessness, I made a mistake this time (throwing a comparison on the table to make me blink at the test paper)

Nurbia: (in a low voice) I'm already in the top five in my class and I'm still complaining. What about me? I've been like this all day. I don't study or play. (very annoying)

Melhaba: (quietly dropping the book on the table) This really makes me desperate.

Nurbia: (Shrinking) Why do you put the book so heavy? Did I make her angry again? (Shrinking again)

The bell rings.

(Nurbia gets up and leaves directly)

Melhaba: What's the matter with you? Is it because I put the book heavy (muttering, thinking for a while and then getting up to chase)?

(Shouting when he sees Nurbia walking behind)

Melhaba: Nurbia, please wait for me for a while. I really didn't mean to. I am really careful.

Nurbia: I know you were careful before, but when I heard this sound, I was still really scared (continue)

Melhaba: Sorry, you are in a bad mood. Let me walk with you for a while.

Nurbia: No, (wiping tears) Don't go there. I don't want you to see me like this.

Melhaba: (stops) OK, but I hope you will get better soon. (Very sweet) Don't forget to have self-study later (walking back to the classroom while talking)

Nurbia: All right (Melhaba leaves).

Narrator: In the face of students' concern, Nurbia felt it was a kind of sympathy and pity. She used to be so good, but now she has become the unfortunate object of others.

Nurbia: (crying loudly) I am really comfortable! She cried so hard that her body couldn't bear it and almost fainted.

Narrator: Now Nurbia cries every two days. Once you cry, you can't stop. It took more than half an hour, and the degree of hyperopia deepened. Nurbia: What's wrong with me? How could I be so useless? I can't do this anymore.

Narrator: The class started, but Nurbia didn't go back to the classroom. She walked unconsciously to the psychological education center. This is the tenth time she wants to go to the psychological education center. Before, she had been wandering outside the inquiry room, afraid to come out. She didn't know if the psychology teacher could help me, but this time she got up the courage to step into the door for the first time.

Nurbia: Hello, teacher, my name is Nurbia, and I want to ask.

Psychological teacher: (I'm very busy, raising my head and saying kindly) Hello, today's inquiry has been arranged. You look anxious. I can arrange it for you today. Do you think it's okay?

Nurbia: OK.

Psychological teacher: Would you please fill out an inquiry reservation form first, write down the grades you need to deal with and make an inquiry today?

Nurbia: Well, yes, sir. (Fill in the appointment form and give it to the teacher)

Psychology teacher: OK, see you at noon today.

Narrator: The next day, Nurbia walked into the interrogation room and began a psychological inquiry.

Narrator: 10 minutes passed ... 20 minutes passed ... 30 minutes passed ... one hour later, the inquiry was over.

Nurbia: Thank you, teacher. I feel much better. Thank you very much.

Psychological teacher: Psychological growth is a temporary process. I suggest you come once a week. It's useless to do it for a while.

I see, teacher. I will come.

Narrator: But a week later, Nurbia didn't come. She doesn't believe that anyone can really save me. Her footsteps are still so heavy …

The fourth act presents a turning point.

Time: ten days later

Location: stairs

Narrator: Because of a little thing, Nurbia lost control again and walked around in the wind and rain.

Teacher Jin (holding an umbrella): I'm all wet, how can I say nothing! Is my child cold? (He takes off his coat and puts it on Nurbia) Why don't you go to the office with Mr. Kim and have a cup of hot tea to warm up? (Holding Nurbia's shoulder and preparing to part ...)

Nurbia: (after less than two steps, he stopped to break away from Mr. Jin)

Teacher Jin; What happened? Why not go?

Nurbia; Don't! I don't wanna go! My classmates will laugh at me! I am sure I will! I want to find a psychological teacher ...

Teacher Jin: Don't cry, okay? They won't laugh at you, Mr. Kim promises you! Go back with Mr. Kim, will you?

Nurbia: No, no, I have to go to the psychology teacher. Now I have prepared an impromptu survey.

Teacher Jin: Look, it's raining so hard. It used to be so late. Maybe the psychology teacher once. It's time to get off work.

Teacher Jin: Do I have to go to the psychology teacher? If you have something to say to Mr. Jin first, ok? Can't I talk to Mr Kim? (anxiety, concern)

Nurbia: No, that's not true. I don't know why. I really want to talk to my psychology teacher now. Teacher Jin, don't get me wrong, okay? Sorry, I'm afraid Miss Jin will misunderstand me. )

Teacher Jin: Then don't cry, ok? I'm trying to contact the psychology teacher now. Maybe she is on campus now. She will catch a cold in the heavy rain. (Quietly holding Nurbia's hand for fear of hurting her sensitive nerves again)

Nurbia: (speechless, trembling from time to time)

Narrator: The psychology teacher was waiting for a senior three teacher, when Mr. Jin began to make a phone call.

Teacher Jin: "Hello, psychology teacher, there is a gentleman here who always cries. No matter how hard we try, she wants to find you. Now, are you free? "

Psychology teacher, (a little tired) let her pass.

Teacher Jin: (to Nurbia) Let's go, here she comes.

Narrator: (Psychological Education Center) The psychological teacher is preparing to send away the senior three teacher who has just received psychological inquiry. In the corridor of the psychological education center, he saw Nurbia, which was wet by the rain. The psychological teacher invited her into the psychological inquiry room.

Psychology teacher: Nurbia is here! Come on! Let's talk inside.

(Two groups talk and walk into the collective inquiry room in tandem)

Psychology teacher: Last time, why didn't you come later?

Nurbia: Sorry, I broke my word and lied. I have no determination to myself.

Psychology teacher: Is there any change when I go back?

Nurbia: Nothing has changed.

Psychology teacher: Think again.

Nurbia: Yes, (laughs) I used to cry once every two days, but now I cry once a week. But after more than a week, I can't do it anymore.

Psychological teacher: I used to cry once every two days, but now I cry once a week. This is the effect!

Narrator: 10 minutes passed ... 20 minutes passed ... 30 minutes passed ... one hour later, the inquiry was over.

Psychology teacher: Today's inquiry is over. At present, we must persist!

Nurbia: Yes, I will definitely stick to it at present.

Narrator: Since then, every Wednesday, the psychology teacher will ask Nurbia. A month later, it has become a habit for Nurbia to go to the psychological education center, and it will be very comfortable not to go.

Turn over a new leaf

Time: two months later

Location: classroom

Narrator: To everyone's surprise, Nurbia has changed again, and this time it has become very sunny and cheerful.

Classmate A: Have you noticed that Nurbia will never drop out of school again!

Classmate B: I don't become speechless in class. I always smile. I don't know what happiness is.

Classmate C: I used to cry all the time, and I cried endlessly. Compared with before, it can be said to be a different group now. Really turned over a new leaf.

(Let's ask Melhaba) What has become of Nurbia now?

Melhaba: There is a secret.

Everybody: What's the secret? Tell us quickly (curious)

(Nurbia walks into the classroom with a smile)

Classmate A: Nurbia, can I ask you something? You're not mad, are you?

Nurbia: You ask (laughs)

Classmate B: Are you really not angry?

Really, you can relax.

Classmate C: You didn't talk to us much before, and you were moping all day. Now you are always in such a good mood. Melhaba said you had a secret. What is this?

(Nurbia and Melhaba smile at each other)

Nurbia: I stopped my psychological inquiry.

Classmate A: Psychological inquiry? Do you mean the psychological counseling in the school psychological education center? Is psychological inquiry really useful?

Nurbia: Yes, it really works. I didn't believe she could help me at first, but now I have to say, it really works!

Classmate B: How is psychological inquiry done? Is it the same as the class teacher talking to us?

Nurbia: No, these are two different things.

Classmate C: How is it different? Please tell us in detail.

Narrator: Nurbia shared my feelings of inquiry with my classmates and introduced the psychological inquiry and treatment methods adopted by psychological teachers, such as cognitive behavioral therapy, exposure therapy and intentional dialogue. The students listened with relish.

Nurbia: I used to avoid the achievements I faced. I understand that running away will only make my grades worse and worse. Seeking professional psychological inquiry and taking the initiative to deal with it is the best way to deal with the pressure of study.

Students (in unison) said: how spectacular!

Melhaba: Nurbia, you never dare to sing in front of everyone. Although I know you sing very well, can you prove it now? ,

Nurbia: (takes a deep breath) Yes, you can.

Nurbia: I will only sing "My future is not a dream" for you. Then he sang generously and everyone sang along. )

The end of the whole play

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