Narrator: Once upon a time, there was a rooster who thought he was beautiful and sang triumphantly all day.
Rooster: Rooster Rooster is really beautiful, with bright red hair, shiny neck and golden feet, better than me.
Narrator: One day, the rooster was full and singing. He came to a big tree and saw a woodpecker.
Rooster: Woodpecker with a long mouth, let's compare who is the most beautiful.
Woodpecker: Sorry, the old tree has bugs. I want to treat it.
Narrator: The rooster listened, sang and walked away.
Rooster: Rooster Rooster is really beautiful, with bright red hair. . . . . .
Narrator: The rooster came to an orchard and saw a bee.
Rooster: Little bee with bulging eyes. Let's have a competition. Who is beautiful?
Bee: Sorry, the fruit trees are blooming. I'm going to pick honey.
Narrator: The rooster listened, sang again, and then swaggered away.
Rooster: Rooster Rooster is really beautiful, with bright red hair. . . . . .
Narrator: The rooster came to a paddy field and saw a frog.
Rooster: Big-bellied frog, let's race. Who is beautiful?
Frog: Sorry, there are pests in the rice fields. I want to catch them.
Narrator: The rooster saw that no one was more beautiful than him, so he had to go back. On the way, the rooster met an old horse carrying grain and told the old horse that he was more beautiful than woodpeckers, bees and frogs. It asked the old horse sadly.
Rooster: Uncle Ma Lao, I want to compete with them. Why are they ignoring me?
Ma Lao: Because they know that beauty depends not only on appearance, but also on whether it can help people do things.
Narrator: The rooster was ashamed. He would never compete with anyone again. He crows before dawn every day and urges people to get up early again and again.
Rooster: (crows like a rooster).
I played this play in school and won the first prize. Please try it. There are many songs here, all of which are directed by teachers. It should be ok! ! If not, try the next one.
First act
Ministers: Empress Dowager, Chitose, Chitose, Qian Qian!
Empress Dowager Cixi: Your family is upright.
Spy: Report! Qin Jun, attack our three cities.
Empress Dowager Cixi: What, how is that possible? (fainting)
After a while ...
Minister: Empress Dowager, the country is at stake now. Chang 'an is the quality of Qi, and sending troops to help is the best policy!
Princes: Taking Chang 'an An Jun as the quality is the best policy.
Empress Dowager Cixi: All right, stop talking and step down! (tone softened)
Ministers: Queen Mother, think twice!
Empress Dowager: (angrily) Please stand down. (Angry)
Minister: Alas, this queen mother is really stubborn.
Empress Dowager: (Angry twice) Get out. (angry)
Ministers: Please forgive me. (Exit in turn)
(Narrator 2) A brief introduction
Act ii
Mo Long: Empress Dowager Lafayette, I haven't been here for a long time. I don't know how you have been recently. I should have come to see you earlier because my disappointing old leg is always cramping. (right foot twitching)
Empress dowager, how are you eating now?
Empress Dowager Cixi: Alas, in this case, Ai Jia is not in the mood for spicy food. Just eat "Dudley egg yolk pie" every day. (Facing the audience: Dudley's egg yolk pie, you can also bring me) (Handmaiden brings egg yolk pie), the queen mother threw a piece to Mo Long, (and said): Would you like some (throwing egg yolk pie to the audience)?
Touch the dragon: (after eating the egg yolk pie) It's really delicious, but it's not good either. I used to eat badly and sleep uneasily like you, and then I read a magazine (took out a magazine book), which introduced that more exercise was needed to stimulate my appetite. Therefore, I insist on doing the ninth set of broadcast gymnastics for middle school students every morning (while doing exercises). Dance "Backstreet Boys" at noon, and take your children and grandchildren to Yonghe Street when you are full at night. Well, the effect is really good. Now there are three meals a day, five bowls for each meal, and sometimes supper. Do you think I've gained a lot of weight recently? (touching the dragon and patting his stomach)
Empress Dowager: (smiling)
Mo Long: Empress Dowager, I came here today to trouble you. I don't know if it's ok.
Empress Dowager Cixi: Well, tell me what you have. We are old acquaintances, and we are still motherly. Go!
Mo Long: Actually, it is my youngest son, Shu Qi, who is not enterprising. I don't study hard at ordinary times, but learn from other movie stars "Shu Qi" and want to shoot advertisements. But now I just graduated from primary school, and a man drives a car, but he can't even learn a tricycle that children ride, let alone speak English, and even pronounce "A" wrong. So, I want you to let him open a small stove in the palace and be a small guard. I wonder if you will allow him?
Empress Dowager Cixi: Piece of cake. Let him come to work tomorrow! Why do you men love your son so much?
Touch the dragon: Of course. Who doesn't want to "look forward to a child becoming a dragon and a woman becoming a phoenix"? Besides, we men love our sons as much as you women.
Empress Dowager: Impossible (expression shows disbelief)
Mo Long: Empress Dowager, I think you love your daughter Yan Hou more than usual.
Empress Dowager Cixi: No, of course I love Chang An Jun more.
Touching the dragon: the beloved son of parents has far-reaching influence. When you bid farewell to Yan and got married, you cried with a runny nose and tears, asking God to bless her, hoping that she would not suffer when she went away from home, and that future generations could be kings there from generation to generation. What are your long-term plans for Chang?
Empress Dowager Cixi: That's right.
Mo Long: Empress Dowager, you made Chang's position so prominent, but he didn't make any contribution to the country. So much salary and expensive utensils every month are also harmful to him! Now the country needs him, on the one hand, you can let him hone, on the other hand, ...
Empress Dowager Cixi: What?
Mo Long: I don't know if this is inappropriate.
Empress Dowager Cixi: But it doesn't hurt to say it.
Mo Long: Secondly, if the Queen Mother dies one day, who can Chang rely on to stand in Zhao? Let alone run the country, queen mother, what do you say?
Empress Dowager Cixi: Well, that makes sense. Well, Chang Anjun is at your disposal, so that he can have good quality.
Mo Long: Empress Ming Sheng, this is a blessing to the people. The queen mother, the minister will do it.
Empress Dowager Cixi: Well, (touching the dragon and coming back) Oh, yes! Touch the dragon, the one you just jumped, that, that, that, by the way, it's Backstreet Boys. You dance very well. Can you teach me some skills?
Mo Long: So ... (whispering: Actually, I can't do it either) Oh, Empress Dowager, this requires basic skills. What basic skills do you think you have? Otherwise, my apprentice will teach you some tricks! Disciple
Disciple: Empress Dowager Cixi, Chitose, Qian Qian!
Empress Dowager Cixi: Well, you two chicks have good skin, not bad. Stand up!
Disciple: Queen Xie.
(Two people begin to perform) After a while.
Empress Dowager Cixi: It's so simple. I taught myself. Forget it, you go!
Disciple: Queen Xie. (Two people step down)
Empress Dowager: Touch the dragon and get down to business! (It's smart, otherwise my old bones will be finished! )
Touch the dragon: Thanks to the Queen Mother. (whispering: it seems that the queen mother is ... a hippie as always! )
Half-cut candle
Time: During the Second World War
Venue: the home of Madame Bernard, France
Character: Madame Bernard, French housewife, special agent, hereinafter referred to as Madame.
Jack: Mrs. Bernold's son
Jacqueline: Mrs. Benod's daughter
A: German major officer.
German captain officer a
C: german captain officer b
[Curtain rises]
Mrs. Bernold's home. There is a candlestick with half a candle on it on the fireplace on the right. A row of stairs on the left. The home layout is very simple]
Husband: (holding a metal box with information in his hand) Come here quickly, son (closing the door behind him).
Jack, Jacqueline
Husband: this is the message on the 3 rd ... Jacqueline, go out and pay attention before the Germans suddenly come in.
Jacqueline: OK, Mom. (trotting down)
Husband: Where should I hide this important information?
Jack: Hide under the pillow!
Husband: No, the Germans will definitely search and rummage through everything.
Jack: (hesitantly) Then, hide it in a metal jar!
Husband: (shaking his head) There is no insurance. Hey, by the way! Hide it in a half candle! Then put it on the candlestick and put it on the table!
Jack: (jumping up and applauding) Great, Mom! This is a brilliant idea!
(Madam hides the information, Jacqueline continues)
Jacqueline: (panting) Mom, no, the Germans are coming!
(A, B and C)
C: (Pushing the door hard, the door opens) Is there a broker in your family?
Jacqueline: Sir, we don't have an agent in our family.
(b and c start searching, as follows)
(to Jacqueline) Kid, can you get me a chair?
Jacqueline: (picks up the chair and walks to A) Sure! Please sit down, sir.
A: Thank you! (Sit down)
(b and c run up)
B: report to major, there is nothing suspicious! (picks up the candlestick and puts it in front of A) It's getting dark, so light a candle (light half a candle in front of A, and B and C sit down).
Husband: (walking to the left, facing the audience) That half candle contains important information. If the candle burns to the metal tube, it will go out automatically, the secret will be exposed, the information station will be destroyed, and it also means the end of the life of our family of three. No, I have to think of a way! (After a little thinking, I quickly squatted down with an oil lamp in my hand)
Husband: (smiling) Gentlemen, this lamp is brighter (blowing out the candle gently).
B: It's dark at night, so it's good to have more small candles. (Re-lighting candles)
Jack: (walks to the right and faces the audience) What should I do if Mom doesn't change the candle back? What are we doing? The candles are getting shorter and shorter! Bad luck is coming! (slapping his head) Got it!
Jack: (walks to A) Mr. Major, it's really cold. I'll go to the woodshed and get some firewood to make a fire to keep everyone warm, okay?
A: ok, then you go!
Jack picked up the candlestick and turned to the door. The room suddenly darkened a lot)
B: (Step forward quickly and get the candle back. Not far from the woodshed. You can't do it without candles. !
Jack (calmly returns to a bundle of firewood, makes a fire and sits down quietly)
Next to white: the candle flame flashes and gives off a faint light. At this moment, it seems to be the most terrible thing in the room. Mrs. Benoit's heart was in her throat, and she seemed to feel that the eyes of the German wolf were staring at the shorter and shorter candles.
Jacqueline: (to the audience) Mom and brother tried to change the candles back, but they didn't succeed. Jacqueline, Jacqueline, it's up to you (think for a moment and turn to a)
Jacqueline: (smiling and whispering) Mr. Commander, it's getting late. I'm going to bed. It's dark upstairs. I'm a little scared. Can you take the lamp upstairs?
A: (lovingly) Of course. Seeing you reminds me of my daughter. She is about your age and as beautiful as you. I haven't seen her for a long time. Go on, son.
Jacqueline: Thank you! (Holding up the candlestick calmly, to A, B and C) Good night, gentlemen!
(to Mrs. Jack) Good night, Mom! Good night, Jack!
Qi: Good night! Baby!
Jacqueline: (picks up the remaining half candle and walks up the stairs. )
[candles go out, lights dim]
[Curtain falls]
Mrs. Benod is the hero of Half a Candle.
The textbook drama Half a Candle
Subject: Based on the article "Half a Candle" in the tenth volume of primary school Chinese.
Time: During the Second World War
Characters: Mrs. Benod, eldest son Jack, youngest daughter Jacqueline, three German officers and five German secret police.
First act
The curtain went up. Mrs. Benod's home. A table, four chairs, and a candlestick on the table. Mrs. Benode sat at the table with her children standing beside her. Mrs. Benode looked at the note in her hand with ecstasy and shook her head thoughtfully.
Jacqueline: Mom, what are you holding?
Mrs Bernard: (touching her head) This is a message from your uncle Burke. (looking forward) guerrilla uncle will come to pick him up in a few days. I wonder where I should put it to avoid being searched by the Germans.
Jack: (yelling) Mom, let's help you think!
Jacqueline: (touching her head) Let's hide it in the closet!
Jack: (motioning with his hand) No, no? It's not safe there, mom! Let's hide it in the woodshed!
Jacqueline: No, you forgot, they searched last time!
Jack: (frowning) So, where did you put it?
Mrs. Benod: (smiling) Don't worry, children. We'll figure something out. Jack, it's getting dark. Light the candle!
Jack lit the candle, and Mrs. Benod's eyes lit up when she saw the candle.
Mrs. Benod: (happily) Let's hide the information in a candle!
Jacqueline: (doubtfully) But can I put the candle here?
Mrs. Benod: The most dangerous places are often the safest. Come on, let's do it together.
Mother and son together hid the metal tube of information in a half candle and put the candlestick on the table.
Jack: Mom, I hope the guerrilla's uncle can come and get the information tomorrow.
Mrs. Benard: (patting Jack on the head) Don't worry, son, it will come tomorrow.
Someone knocked at the door. Jack opened the door, broke into three German secret policemen and shouted.
Policeman A: Ma 'am, we suspect that you have information here and have been ordered to search. You three don't move. Please cooperate!
Policeman B: (maliciously) Madam, I advise you, if any of you dare to collude with the guerrillas, be careful of your lives!
Under German rule. Jack closed the door and spit it out.
Jack: Dog bandits, sooner or later, let the guerrillas' uncles kill you all!
Jacqueline: (excited and happy) They didn't find the information. We did it!
Three people hugged each other and sat together to celebrate their success. The curtain fell.
Act ii
The next night. Mrs. Benod is cleaning up the housework, Jack is doing his homework, and Jacqueline is playing with dolls. Someone is knocking at the door outside. Jacqueline answered the door and three German officers came in. Jacqueline ran back behind Mrs. Bernold and looked at them in fear.
Mrs. Bernd: Can I help you, sir?
Captain: We are tired of walking. Let's come and sit with you for a while. Go and get some water for the officers.
Jack and Jacqueline look at their mother. Mrs. Benoit nodded, and Jack went to get some water. After the three men sat down, the major took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and labored to read it.
Captain b: (picks up the candle and lights it, and puts it in front of the major) Can you see it clearly, sir?
Major: (Nodding) Well, much better.
Three people talk about war together.
Mrs. Benod's family looked at the candle anxiously. The candles are getting shorter and shorter. Mrs. Bernold: (hastily takes out an oil lamp from the kitchen and puts it on the table) (The major looks up at her) Look, gentlemen, this lamp is brighter!
Blow out the candle gently.
Captain B: (looking around the room) It's too dark at night. It's good to light more small candles. (Re-light the candle. )
Jack: (slowly walks to the table) Gentlemen, it's so cold! I went to the woodshed to get some firewood for the fire.
Pick up the candlestick and walk to the door.
Captain A: (quickly walks up to him, rapping) Stop it, little bastard, can't you use candles? Reach for the candle and put it on the table.
Jack glanced at the lieutenant, crouched down, walked to the firewood and sat down to make a fire.
(voiceover) The flame of the candle flickered and gave off a faint light. At this moment, it seems to be the most terrible thing for the electron pair in the room. Mrs. Benoit's heart was in her throat, and she seemed to feel that the eyes of the German wolf were staring at the shorter and shorter candles.
Jacqueline: (holding a doll in her arms and walking up to the major in a charming voice) Mr. Commander, it's getting late and it's dark upstairs. Can I take the lamp upstairs to sleep?
Major: (looking at her and pulling her aside) Sure. My family also has a little daughter as old as you. Put out the candles.
Major: (stands up) It's almost time. Let's leave now.
Three people stood up and walked to the door.
Mrs. Benod: (closes the door and sighs) Thanks to Jacqueline! Come on, let's go and see her!
Jack: (talking while walking) Mom, will the guerrilla uncle come tomorrow?
Don't worry, it will come.
Two people walked to the stairs.
The next day, the guerrillas got the information. According to the information, they annihilated the German army in Dieppe and liberated the city. Jack's father also returned to them, and the family fought bravely for the liberation of the motherland together.
[Edit this paragraph] Original text
During the Second World War, there was a housewife in France named Mrs Bernard. There are only two children around her. In order to drive the German robbers out of their motherland, both mother and son took part in the activities of transmitting secret information.
Mrs. Benod's task is to hide the top secret information she received and wait for her own army to send someone to pick it up. For the sake of intelligence security, she thought of many ways, but she was always uneasy. Finally, she came up with a brilliant idea-hiding a small metal tube with information in a half candle and inserting it in the candlestick. Because the candle was placed on the conspicuous table, it deceived the German army's close search.
One night, three German officers broke into the house. After they sat down, a lieutenant lit a candle with information written on it and put it in front of the major officer. Mrs. Benod knew that if the candle was lit at the metal pipe, it would go out automatically, the secret of the candle would be exposed, and the secret information station would be destroyed, which also meant that the lives of their three families would come to an end. She looked at the two pale children and quickly took out an oil lamp from the kitchen and put it on the table. "Look, gentlemen, this lamp is brighter." Blow out the candles easily. A crisis seems to have passed.
The relaxed mood didn't last long, and the lieutenant rekindled the smoking wick. "It's so dark at night, I wish I had more small candles." He said.
Time is running out. At this time, the eldest son Jack stood up slowly. "It's cold. I'll go to the woodshed and get some firewood to make a fire. " As he spoke, he reached for the candlestick and walked to the door. Suddenly, the room became dark. Before catching up quickly, the lieutenant snapped, "Can't you use candles?" The candlestick that was taken back. Children are sensible. He knew that bad luck was coming. At the last moment of struggle, he calmly moved back to a bundle of firewood, made a fire and sat silently. The candle flickered and gave off a faint light. At this moment, it seems to be the most terrible thing in this room. Mrs. Benod's heart was in her throat, and she seemed to feel that the eyes of the German wolf were staring at the shorter and shorter candles.
Suddenly, my little daughter Jacqueline said to the Germans in a sweet voice, "Mr. Commander, it's late and it's dark upstairs. Can I take the light upstairs to sleep? " The major looked at the lovely little girl and said, "Of course. My family also has a little daughter about your age. " Jacqueline calmly picked up the candlestick, said good night to several officers and went upstairs.
The candle went out when she was in the room.
During the Second World War, there was a housewife in France named Mrs Bernard. There are only two children around her. In order to drive the German robbers out of the motherland, both mother and son took part in secret intelligence work.
Mrs. Benod's task is to hide the top secret information she received and wait for the Allied forces to send someone to pick it up. For the sake of intelligence security, she thought of many ways, but she was always uneasy. Finally, she came up with a brilliant idea-hiding a small metal tube with information in a half candle and inserting it in the candlestick. Because the candle was placed on the conspicuous table, it deceived the German army's close search.
One night, three German officers broke into the house. After they sat down, a lieutenant lit a candle with information written on it and put it in front of the major officer. Mrs. Benod knew that if the candle was lit at the metal pipe, it would go out automatically, the secret of the candle would be exposed, and the secret information station would be destroyed, which also meant that the lives of their three families would come to an end. She looked at the two pale children and quickly took out an oil lamp from the kitchen and put it on the table. "Look, gentlemen, this lamp is brighter." Blow out the candles easily. A crisis seems to have passed.
The relaxed mood didn't last long, and the lieutenant rekindled the smoking wick. "It's so dark at night, I wish I had more small candles." He said.
Time is running out. At this time, the eldest son Jack stood up slowly. "It's cold. I'll go to the woodshed and get some firewood to make a fire. " As he spoke, he reached for the candlestick and walked to the door. Suddenly, the room became dark. Before catching up quickly, the lieutenant snapped, "Can't you use candles?" The candlestick that was taken back. Children are sensible. He knew that bad luck was coming. At the last moment of struggle, he calmly moved back to a bundle of firewood, made a fire and sat silently. The candle flickered and gave off a faint light. At this moment, it seems to be the most terrible thing in this room. Mrs. Benod's heart was in her throat, and she seemed to feel that the eyes of the German wolf were staring at the shorter and shorter candles.
Suddenly, my little daughter Jacqueline said to the Germans in a sweet voice, "Mr. Commander, it's late and it's dark upstairs. Can I take the light upstairs to sleep? " Major (looking at her pink face and smiling) Of course, beautiful little angel. I also have a daughter as old as you. As cute as you. Her name is Marina.
Jacqueline (laughs) I think she must miss you very much.
So good night, little girl.
Jacqueline, good night, sir. Good night, mom.
Jacqueline calmly picked up the candlestick, said good night to several officers and went upstairs.
Just as she stepped on the last flight of stairs, the candle went out.