The preface 15 of the moon slowly rises to the sky, so bright and bright, guiding our deep yearning for our hometown. Reminds us of our parents: deep thoughts. At this time, the moon seems to have stopped at the window of the 2 15 dormitory, because there will be a Mid-Autumn Festival party for our students soon.
Today is August 15, Mid-Autumn Festival. All the students from Henan have gone home, and some students from other places are left. I specially called them to my dormitory for a small party, enjoying the moon and sending my thoughts to my parents in my hometown. Hey, it's eight o'clock. It's time to come.
B: use nunchakus quickly. Hum, hum, hey, knock. Monitor, happy Mid-Autumn Festival.
A: (opens the door) Happy (ready to close the door, C pushes the door and comes in)
Monitor, am I late?
No, no, you two should get in. (The door is unlocked)
C: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival to you.
B: (Happy) Have fun together.
Why don't you go home and miss your parents?
A: I've thought about it for a long time. I can't help it If I have an eight-day holiday, it will take four or five days to drive.
Yes, all the same.
Monitor, where are you from?
A: Far away in Inner Mongolia (Xiao San pats the monitor to squat, the monitor turns his head, and Xiao San jumps up).
Oh, mistress, there you are.
D: Wouldn't it be better if the monitor invited us to eat moon cakes?
(e breathlessly runs to the door) Scream.
D: Oh, I forgot there was another person in the back.
E: Pain suddenly turned into happiness. Who invited me to eat moon cakes? Fortunately, there is still room in my stomach.
Dude, you can eat so much. You ate six in the dormitory.
AC VI (the best symbol to create surprises)
E: What six? How about seven o'clock? (7, B has a placard) Your one is also playing hot in my stomach.
What, you ate mine, too See what I can do for you.
A: Stop it. We will have a small party today.
B: (Xiao Fang, excited) It's raining in the sky blue. ...
(ACD covers his ears and applauds in response)
How is my singing? Zhou's wheels can't catch up with me, can they?
C: Brother, you sing too much. Zhou Lunlun can't compare with you.
B: haha, of course,
Yes, it's terrible. Even a Jay Chou can't catch up with you.
Fred: We send you a sentence, "I'll send you away, thousands of miles away, why are you still there?" "(DE open, B sad back)
B: Alas, why does the road of genius always go with loneliness?
A: Well, we are all talented men and women in 2 1 century. Why don't we? ...
Why not eat moon cakes?
You only know how to eat, and you don't even look at your pig face and Niu Wangmo's waist.
E: That's the ox waist, and that's the bucket waist.
D: not as good as buffalo waist.
Einstein: You? ...
A: Stop. At this moment, our family is missing us. Why don't we give a small gift to our relatives in our hometown (CDE sits down and B stands in a daze)?
Hey, buddy, it's you again. Don't refuse.
B: (before leaving confused) You are really bad. Why do I always get hurt? "When is the bright moon ... what year is tonight?"
In 2009
B: What year is this evening?
D: Big Brother, it's really 2009.
B: The moon is as far away as me. Go away.
Well, have you had enough trouble? It's my turn I want to recite Zhang's poem "Moonlit Night on the Spring River" ... (ABB DE row, wavy) Where there is no moonlight on the spring river,
D: You can't do it there. Look at me. I will give you two complete sentences: "In a foreign land ..."
Don't you want to go home? I'll give you a ride. It's my turn "Lantern Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival to eat moon cakes, the bright moon * * *, the whole class.
A: Why can't you forget to eat?
E: I grew up eating.
A: I grew up eating, so you can't (reluctantly) stay there first.
BCDE: What about you, monitor?
Well, I will also send a small gift to my relatives. Without people, there is no silence of the moon. Mingyue is fortunate to have people with feelings. After that, I care about people like the moon, and the affection between clouds is like a wall.
Fred: ok,
I looked up and found that it was moonlight and sank again. I suddenly remembered my home. Whenever I read about my hometown, my heart couldn't help trembling. I can't forget the figure of my mother with her back to the loess, and I can't forget the figure of my father working day and night on the tall building. We have been in Zheng Da for a month or two. Don't you miss your parents?
BCDE: Why not?
I am a child from the countryside.
D: There is a kind of love in the world, which can be ordinary but meticulous. It can be as far away as Qian Shan, but it is worrying, dribbling and flowing.
That's great fatherly love and great maternal love. "I can't forget their white hair ... I will always be your good son."
(ABCD grouped behind E to help his son get back to his seat, C was crying on the table, and his nearest classmate asked him "You: What's the matter")
c； I look like my parents (the phone rings, C gets up and answers the phone)
Let's call home, too
Hey, mom, happy Mid-Autumn Festival. My daughter misses you very much. Mom and dad's feet are still swollen. It's very cold. You have rheumatism again. You must put on more clothes. Well, I will wear more clothes and drink more water to prevent myself from getting sick. Don't worry. Okay, I'll take care of myself. Okay, bye, mom.
E: (takes out a plate of moon cakes) Let's eat moon cakes.
D: Why six dollars?
This is for our great parents.
A: The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son. She sews them carefully and repairs them thoroughly, for fear of delaying his return home. Parents, thank you for your hard work and have written a magnificent chapter of a better life for us. Here, let's convince parents all over the world to offer our sincerity and gratitude and place our blessings and thoughts on them.
ABCD: May you live a long and healthy life and be happy forever.