They left, leaving behind their elderly parents and young children.
At the same time, more and more young people go out of the countryside to study, work, get married and have children in cities.
Among them, some people have no choice but to send their children back to their hometown and let their parents take care of them.
In this way, these children who stay in the countryside become left-behind children, and they can only see their parents two or three times a year, or even less. They may grow up without parents.
Just like the documentary "The First Time in Life" grew up, a child wrote a poem:
The poems written by these children are pure, with simple words but full of interest.
Some are painful to read, while others are powerful and full of love.
They are children in Lianshui Town, Yunnan Province, and their school has a compulsory course-poetry.
This is rare. Because poetry class is not helpful to teaching and there is no extra points in the exam, there is a sentence on every Chinese test paper: style is not limited, except poetry.
However, "the children here have long been sensible, and even their parents have left them to work far away, and they will not cry." Such a child is too quiet. " The principal said.
Poetry is like a translator. These children can express their feelings through poetry.
/kloc-Shi yingsuo, 0/2 years old, said, "I think poetry is like a trash can." I guess, for him, poetry is a trash can that can hold all the unhappiness.
/kloc-Mu Qingyun, 0/2 years old, said: "Now I am sad, and all emotions can be written into poems."
Huang Yanan said: "Poetry is a letter, and I can put all my feelings in it."
"I think poetry is like a bridge. It can take me to many places I can't see. "
The originally quiet child found the password of emotional expression through poetry. So the headmaster said that children who study poetry won't break the glass.
Perhaps, poetry can't change a person's fate, but it may change a person.
Is it difficult to write poetry?
In the outdoor poetry collection class, the teacher said that writing poetry is actually very simple. The teacher also taught everyone how to capture the beauty of nature with eyes and hands.
"Roll the leaves in your hand into a small hole, like a lens, and then focus on it. Through the clouds, through the mountains, what you see, listen to the truest voice in your heart. "
The children stood on the grass and looked at everything in the distance through the small holes rolled up by leaves. With inspiration, some children sat on the grass, put their notebooks on their knees and wrote poems in their hearts with pens.
A girl wrote a poem and stood up to read it to everyone.
What this girl sees is green hills, dead butterflies, old people, cattle and sheep, which is both hope and happiness.
When she finished reading her poem, I couldn't help clapping with other children.
Shi Ying Suo, who took a poetry class for the first time, never wrote his first poem.
However, after the poetry class and walking back to the mountains, Xiao Suo felt a little different. Leading the best friend calf to walk in the mountains surrounded by green trees, Xiao Suo gradually became poetic in his heart.
This is a nifty and lovely poem. In Xiao Suo's poems, the wind is colored and has the ability to change color.
At the bonfire party, the burning flame warmed the children sitting around. This time, they discussed a special topic-what kind of father or mother you will be in ten years.
Mu Qingyun, who began to live alone two years ago, wrote such a poem:
After the bonfire poetry party, Mu Qingyun bowed his head and did his homework in a person's room.
Later, she made a video with her mother and read the first poem she wrote to her mother.
After reading the poem he wrote, Mu Qingyun had tears in his eyes. The mother in the video sobbed and said, daughter, I'm really sorry. Will you forgive my mother?
Mu Qingyun nodded tearfully and then said, Mom, can I read you a little poem every week? Her mother replied: OK.
Mom and dad, who are running around to make a living, may not understand poetry at all, but they can understand the expectations of children in small poems.
The headmaster also invited non-profit organizations to invite mural artists to paint children's poems on the wall. Really very loving.
At the end of the film, the children laughed happily after sharing the meaning of the poem with themselves.
Their laughter, how pure and beautiful, just wants people to freeze this moment.
I really like the experiential education guided by the teacher at the bonfire poetry party;
"In the future, the sky will be full of such stars. When it's cold, when we make a fire, will you write poems with your children?
If one day you can't find a flame and there is no wood to make a fire, will you try to write a poem that will keep you and your children warm?
Now we may not have ideal parents to accompany us, and some fathers may be very strict, beating you and scolding you.
However, you should know that all feelings and emotions can be written into a poem under the night sky. "
These teachers not only teach children to write poems, but also teach them to feel love and hope.