Girls who bring their own manuscripts perform lines in the art test. Every time you take an art test, art candidates will actively prepare for it, and bringing their own manuscripts is also an important part. However, it is really difficult to find a suitable manuscript. In order to solve this problem, I brought you an article about girls who brought their own scripts to perform lines in the art exam.
Self-provided manuscript performance line for girls' art test 1
Script: "Eternal Love" Rosie's Letter
Rosie's letter:
Dear dad, I have written to you before, but this is the last time I write to you, and I will never bother you again. The doctor said that my time was running out, and cancer brought me closer and closer to death. Dad, you know your son Ahmed loves me deeply. Pure love drove him to abandon the comfortable life and marry the daughter of a poor clerk like me against his will. Because of me, there is a gap between you and your son.
However, when I am not caught between your father and son, please remove the barrier with him! Please hug your son. Otherwise, how lonely he will be in this world if I die! Please don't let him feel lonely. Dad, I have another wish. My dead mother loved me very much, and my father loved me even more. My husband gave me infinite love.
It's a pity that I didn't get your love. When my life is dying, I hope you and mom can put their hands on my head and call me daughter-in-law. Dad, this is the last thing I want to say to you ... Dad, please hug your son Ahmed, otherwise, when I die, he will feel lonely in this world. (crying) Please don't let him feel lonely. ...
Your daughter-in-law Rosie
Self-provided manuscript girls' art test performance lines 2 art test performance lines monologue "Sunrise"
Li Shiqing: (Outbreak)
Stop it! Stop talking! (heavily) Can't you see that my heart is sad all day? Didn't you see that I always thought we were poor? I hate that I don't have a good father who was born rich and told me to bow my head less and suffer less. I am no worse than them. These things, you know, are no better than me. They have no brains, no guts and no heart. The difference between them and me is that they were born with money and status, while I was born without money and status.
I tell you, there is no justice and equality in this society. What morality, service, that's their deception. If you do it step by step, you will die of poverty until you are old. Only by boldly fighting with them can we turn over one day! Kid! Well, if it weren't for us poor children, I would have the cheek to drag you here. What is Chen Bailu? Dancers are not dancers, prostitutes are not prostitutes, aunts are not aunts, such a one!
The old man has a crush on her. Old rich, I have to call her miss, and I will say whatever she says; But all you see is that I hold her as my ancestor. Soo-jin, you have no idea how much I hate myself sometimes. I'm so shameless that I don't even care about my personality to please them!
I'm over forty years old. I hang out with these bastards all day, even bitches like Hu Si. I have to flatter and please them one by one. I, Li Shiqing, a person, I-(bowed their heads and said nothing. ) I'm not sad. (raising his head, indignantly) Hum, I want to get up, I want revenge, I want to be as hard as stone, and I will never have the slightest kindness and pity for others. After working here for 20 years, how much dirty gas have I suffered? I will get up sooner or later, and I will vent my anger severely. Watch, I will make achievements.
Self-provided manuscript girl performance line 3 "Rhino in Love"
Road:
Dusk is the worst time of my day. At first glance, the streets are full of beautiful women, and the tall buildings and streets have changed their usual appearance, just like in the movies ... You just stand at the corner of the stairs, with a faint fragrance and a strange smell, and you know you are crying when you pass by. It happened just then.
I have a friend who has a toothbrush. He wanted me to believe that I was just in estrus, just like Tula was on the African grassland, but I knew it wasn't. You are different, unique, soft and clean, and so is the sky. How can I make you understand? You are my warm gloves, cold beer, sunny shirt, and my dream day after day.
You are sweet and sad, and your lips are smeared with fresh desires. Your freshness and desire make you as unpredictable as an animal, as inescapable as sunshine, as shameless as a player and as ruthless as hunger.
I want to give you a home, be the father of your children and give you everything you want. I want you to see the sunshine when you wake up. I want to touch your back and let your wings grow in the sky again. Can't you feel how my desire comes at you, climbs on your instep, drowns your legs and completely engulfs you? I was thinking about you. I long for you, your hair, your eyes, your chin, your breasts, your beautiful waist and abdomen, the breath in your pores and your trembling hands when you are sad.
You have an angel face and a bitch heart. I love you, I really love you, I love you madly, I flatter you, I promise you, I swear, what can I do? How can I make you understand how much I love you? I silently endured it and cried myself to sleep? I shouted at the top of my lungs? I scold myself in the mirror? I rushed into your office and pushed you to the ground? I went to college, studied for a doctorate and became a writer? I gave up on myself for you and have been pitied ever since? I walked into a mental hospital, and I love you. I'm devastated? Crazy about love? Or should I kill myself under your window?
Mingming, tell me what to do. You are smart, smart, glib and stupid, my love, my light. ...