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9.2 The documentary "The First Time in Life" makes people cry [grow up].
In the learning stage, especially in junior high school, under the shadow of the topic of "style is not limited, except poetry", "poetry" seems to fall down while walking, but the real utility of poetry lies not in getting into the examination paper, nor in how many points you can get when you write it. Recently, the third episode of the CCTV documentary "The First Time in Life" has brought me too much shock, and its theme is poetry.

This 30-minute short film focuses on the growth of left-behind children in rural areas. The protagonist of the story is a freshman in Lianshui Middle School in Yunnan. Most freshmen lack the company of their parents. The headmaster of Lianshui Middle School said that the children here have been sensible for a long time, and even if their parents leave them to work far away, they will not cry or make trouble. Such a child is too quiet, just like a waterfall running in the back of the mountain. Suddenly, there was no sound. Here, parents leave the mountains for a living, while children respond to this land in another way. The headmaster said, which school doesn't want to improve the enrollment rate? I don't want to take a poetry class in college, but children who have studied poetry won't break the glass. Therefore, he promoted poetry teaching in school, and the teacher taught students to write poetry for the first time in his life, so that they could learn to express their inner feelings by writing poetry.

Lianshui Town is a small town like a landscape painting. Through the lens of the documentary, every frame is full of poetry and painting.

Shi Yingsuo, 12 years old, lives in Shuiwax River, Minghua Village, Lianshui Town. There are six people in the family. The most expensive property is a house on the hillside and a cow. Xiao Suo's best friend is this cow. Now he has left home to attend junior high school in Lianshui town. Because he is too far away from home, he can only live on campus, and collective life has no concept for him.

Shi Yingsuo doesn't like to talk. A few days after school started, the teacher took them to a special class-outdoor poetry collection. The place for class is on the open grass outside. The teacher taught everyone to pick up a leaf and roll it into a small hole. Through this "lens", they can observe the world, listen to the truest voice in their hearts, and at the same time let everyone write their first poem.

The students all wrote their own poems, because innocence and spirituality are so exciting even in the first capital.

Xiao Suo didn't write his own poem until the end. As soon as the camera turns, the little lock coming home from school leads the calf out. In the familiar scenery, he wrote the first poem in his life:

When you close your eyes.

I saw it? Green wind

it

Greening forest trees

Suntan my calves.

Kissed the white wall at home.

Dye dad's corn yellow.

but

I won't change the secret of the color of the wind

Tell you

Xiao Suo didn't read his poems to his parents. For poetry, adults here are indifferent to more than just support and opposition. Because they don't have much time to spend with their children, whether they work at home or in the field, poetry or all spiritual expressions are their best sustenance. Their poems are full of innocence and simplicity, which unlock the code of emotional expression. Even in the eyes of others, they are "left-behind children" and "abandoned children of life", but they are so rich and full of poetry.

/kloc-Mu Qingyun, 0/2 years old, read his poem for the first time in a video conversation with his mother:

This bird is the child of a big bird.

Baiyun is a child in the blue sky.

Street lamps are children at night.

When mom went to Guangdong,

I put my shoes

Put it next to mom's shoes.

Because I am a mother's child.

There has never been "missing" in the poem, but the concern for the mother is vividly expressed. At the end of the video, Mu Qingyun told her distant mother that she hoped to read her a poem every week. The little girl who is ashamed to express herself seems to have added a lot of courage and strength after having wings to carry her imagination, which is a rare gift in the poetry world. In the program, we appreciate not only their innocence and childlike interest, but also an unexpected spirituality.

Kang Yu, the founder of the non-profit organization Shiguang, believes that poetry may not change anything. Poetry can't make children's homes move from mountains to towns, and parents can't accompany them. But poetry is a translator. When these children have feelings, they can express them through poetry. The teacher hopes that outsiders can also see the bright spots of these children, not only the negative labels on them, but also their beautiful places.

In addition to telling children about poetry, Shiguang Poetry Public Welfare Organization also invited mural artists from Beijing to paint children's poems on the wall. Although remote, these children are fortunate to be the happiest people in spiritual education!

Recently, an epidemic broke out in COVID-19, and most parts of the country were ravaged by the virus. Neighbors provide epidemic prevention materials at the first time, which shows the great love of the world. One of the details touched many people and was also on the hot search list. That's a poem about Japanese aid to China:

"The mountains and rivers are strange, and the wind and the moon are the same."

"Qingshan makes love together, and the bright moon has never been two townships."

"The snow in Liaohe River melts, and Fushan bloom; With the same spirit, * * * looks forward to spring. "

"How can you say that you have no clothes and that you and your son have robes?"

These poetic poems, after thousands of years, are still resounding. In the sonorous rhyme, people seem to see the figure of white soldiers who went out in the rain on New Year's Eve, and see the firm eyes of a group of "retrograde angels" who went to the front line of the epidemic regardless of their personal safety. At the same time, they also saw that the snow in Liaohe began to melt, the flowers in Mount Fuji were in full bloom, and the epidemic dispersed, which brought infinite strength to people.

So, you see, poetry can't change a person's fate, but maybe it can change a person, at least it can be expected, and it carries different feelings and beliefs, and those teenagers with vision and faith, like angels in poetry, thrive and fly in rich emotions.