I am very lucky. Although I left home and parents at an early age and went to school in a strange city, I never felt lonely or loved in the distance.
I was 1 1 years old that year. I just graduated from primary school. I was admitted to an art school because I was good at singing, but I was too old to be vocal. I also learned Peking Opera with my voice, so I changed it to Peking Opera. At that time, I knew nothing about Peking Opera, and I didn't know what my parents had chosen for me.
I still clearly remember the first lesson she gave us: she was very happy when she walked in. The first thing she said when she saw us was, "Hello, little friend, I am a professional teacher in your school. My surname is Li, and I am 52 years old. I like children very much. You can treat me as a friend. " She has special eyes because she studies Peking Opera.
The most profound sentence I remember in the first class is: "Be a man first, then learn to play", which is deeply engraved in my heart and will never be forgotten.
In this way, our study and life in the art school began.
When I first started learning drama, it was very difficult to learn it. I have been trained in sound since I was a child, and I have never been trained in body. Many times I can't respond. Miss Li has said many times that I don't know what to do, but she has no patience and I am often criticized. I often shed a lot of tears after class. She always takes turns to comfort me after her classmates leave: "Good boy, don't cry. The teacher is impatient and has a bad temper. I don't blame you for not learning. I know you have a poor foundation in physics class, and the teacher is doing it for you. You have a natural golden voice. I've never seen such a good voice. I want to cultivate you, but I don't want to drag your body down, so I am very anxious. "
From then on, every Saturday and Sunday, she trained my body in the teacher alone, which lasted for two years. At that time, our physical education classes were grouped according to grades. When I first entered school, I was divided into four groups: basic skills, martial arts and physical education. Two years later, I was a special group.
We are just learning drama, and we are in pain. Especially afraid of martial arts classes. When practicing handstand and bending, the teacher stipulates that you can come down in a few minutes. If a classmate comes down early, all the students in the group will be beaten and have to practice again. Physical strength can't support half of what I just did. Then all the students cried and insisted, and their arms trembled. No one dares to come down. Every time after class, the students are full of runny nose and tears.
Almost all of us grew up in cities. We came to the Children's Palace to learn Peking Opera after singing and dancing. We've never suffered like this before. Plus, we have never left home, often miss home, and then cry in the dormitory. Because I am young, I have never been in charge of money, so I often go hungry. Miss Li will take us to her home for dinner on weekends. Several children are tired of eating the same pot of rice in the canteen. When they saw the good food on the table, they were already greedy. Miss Li in life is very kind. I still remember that every time she was busy in the kitchen, she wore an apron and chatted with us. Every time she sees us wolfing down food, she always says happily, "These poor children, your's parents will be heartbroken. When you arrive at the teacher's house, you will get home, but you must eat enough. "