The tearful "Growing Up" in the 9.2-point documentary "The First Time in Life"

During the schooling stage, especially under the shadow of the essay title "No restrictions on genres, except poetry" in Chinese language test papers for middle and high schools, "poetry" seems to fall over every step of the way, but the real meaning of poetry is Effectiveness does not lie in how many points you can get by taking the exam paper and writing it. The third episode of the recent CCTV documentary "The First Time in Life" shocked me too much. Its theme is poetry.

This 30-minute short film focuses on the growth of left-behind children in rural areas. The protagonists of the story are the first-grade freshmen of Jianshui Middle School in Yunnan. Most freshmen lack the company of their parents. The principal of Jianshui Middle School said that the children here are sensible early. Even if their parents leave them and go to work in distant places, they will not cry or make trouble. Such a child is too quiet, like a rushing waterfall in the back mountain. Suddenly, there is no sound. Here, parents leave the mountains to make a living, but the children respond to this land in another way. The principal said, "What school doesn't want to improve the admission rate?" The college entrance examination does not take the poetry test, but children who have learned poetry will not break glass. Therefore, he promoted poetry teaching in school. Teachers taught students to write poetry for the first time in their lives, so that they could learn to express their inner feelings by writing poetry.

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

12-year-old Shi Yingsuo lives in Shuilahe, Minghua Village, Jianshui Town. He has a family of six. His most valuable assets are a house on the mountainside and a cow. Xiaosuo’s best friend is this cow. . Now he is leaving home to attend junior high school in Jianshui Town. Since he is too far away from home, he can only live on campus and has no idea of ​​collective life.

Shi Yingsuo didn’t like to talk. A few days after the school started, the teacher took them to a special class - poetry collection outdoors. The class took place in an open outdoor grassland. The teacher taught everyone to pick up a leaf, roll it into a small hole, observe the world through this "lens" and listen to the truest voice in their hearts. At the same time, everyone was asked to write down their first words. A little poem.

The students all wrote their own poems. Because of the innocence and spirituality, even the first poem is so exciting.

Xiaosuo could not write his own poem until the end. When the camera turned, Xiaosuo, who was returning home from school, led Mavericks out. In the extremely familiar landscape, he wrote the first poem in his life:

When he closed his eyes

I saw? Green wind

It

caressed the trees in the mountains and forests

and gilded my calf

Kissed the white wall at home

Dyed my father’s corns yellow

But

I will not tell the secret of the wind’s color change

Let me tell you

Xiaosuo did not read his poems to his parents. Regarding poetry, the adults here are more indifferent than supporting or opposing it. Because, whether they are farming at home or working in other places, they do not have much time to accompany their children, and the expression of poetry or other spiritual things is their best sustenance. Their poems are full of innocence and innocence. Simplicity unlocks the code of emotional expression. Even in the eyes of others, they are "left-behind children" and "abandoned children of life", but with the company of poetry, they are so rich and fulfilled.

Mu Qingyun, 12, read out his poem for the first time during a video conversation with his mother:

The little bird is the child of the big bird

< p> White clouds are the children of the blue sky

Street lamps are the children of the night

When my mother went to Guangdong

I took my shoes

Place it next to my mother's shoes

Because I am my mother's child

There is no "missing" in the poem, but it expresses my concern for my mother vividly. At the end of the video, Mu Qingyun said to his mother who was far away that he hoped to read her a poem written by her every week. The little girl who was shy about expressing seemed to have gained a lot of courage and strength after having the wings of poetry, which carries imagination. This is a rare gift from the world of poetry. In the show, what we appreciate is not only their innocence and childishness, but also their unexpected spirituality.

Kang Yu, founder of the non-profit organization Shiguang Poetry, believes that poetry may not change anything. Poetry cannot allow children to move their families from the mountains to the town, nor can it allow their parents to accompany them. But poetry is a translator, and when these children have feelings, they are able to express them through poetry. The teacher hopes that people outside can also see the shining points of this group of children, not just the negative labels on them, but also the good things about them.

In addition to teaching children poetry-related knowledge, the Shiguang Poetry Charity Organization also invited mural artists from Beijing to paint children's poems on the walls at the request of the principal. Although they are located in a remote location, these children are fortunate to be the happiest people in terms of spiritual education!

The recent outbreak of the new coronavirus has hit most parts of the country. Neighbors immediately provided anti-epidemic material assistance, demonstrating the great love in the world. There is a detail that touched many people in the country and was also published. On the hot search list is the poem on Japan's aid to China:

"The mountains and rivers are in different places, the wind and the moon are in the same sky"

"The green mountains are the same as the clouds and rain, how could the bright moon ever be the two towns?"

"The snow in the Liao River melts, and the flowers bloom in the rich mountains; the branches are connected with the same air, and I look forward to the coming of spring"

"How can I say that I have no clothes, and I share the same robe with my son"

< p> These poetic lines have echoed loudly through thousands of years. In the sonorous melody, people seemed to see the figures of white-clad soldiers who went out in the rain on New Year's Eve, and saw the firm eyes of batches of "retrograde angels" who rushed to the front line of the epidemic regardless of personal safety. At the same time, they also saw the snow in Liaohe River beginning to accumulate. Melt, the flowers of Mount Fuji bloom, the epidemic dissipates, and the world is safe, bringing infinite power to people.

So, you see, although poetry cannot change destiny, it may be able to change a person, at least it can convey the appearance of longing, and at the same time it can carry other feelings and beliefs, and those who hold longing and belief Young people are like angels in poems, thriving in abundant emotions and spreading their wings to fly.