a movie about children
There are children who are cute and pure, not utilitarian, but also timid, inferior, and ordinary cruel. Some children are born with jade, beautiful and sincere. Some children are born to endure the injustice that is worth it or not. Does it break the whitewashed peace? Care about personal choices, and after breaking the peace, will it return to the original or will it be a mess?
Who is the speaker? Does the collective have unconsciousness? There is too much to think about
However, apart from these thoughts, while watching the movie, I thought of the choir I participated in when I was in elementary school.
At that time, the choir was completely selected by the teacher. After a class, several students with the loudest and most beautiful voices in the class stood in front of the piano. At that time, seven or eight-year-olds didn't understand what "being a member of the choir" really meant. So, after class, I went to the teacher who was busy and loved to sing but had a tone disorder and said, "Teacher, I also want to join the choir.
I'm a little surprised when I think about it now. I was very introverted when I was a child, and this thing doesn't look like my style of behavior. However, I remember very clearly that the teacher named Lu Mengqi, who was named Chubby, seemed to have the magic power to make me open my mouth, so I entered the choir with honor.
However, the highest point of my vocal range is close to low to negative, and the lowest point is close to positive. When I sing a key, the notes go to my grandmother's house and my grandfather's house, which are separated by 108,000 miles. After a semester, I mixed in the chorus, To mix like a duck in water. Although I have never been able to sing, but with a serious attitude, in the final exam, I won the honor of "exemption with full marks". In the second year, the exemption system was cancelled, and we had to stand alone in front of the piano to sing. After I sang the first time, Teacher Lu said: Pay attention to the pitch, and do it again. After singing the second time: pay attention to the pitch and go back. Later in the chorus training, I still stood in this elite team, pretending to have the right pitch, and the teacher never revealed my performance.
BTW, the choir started in the first and second grades. I was a member of the choir until I graduated from the sixth grade. The teacher never blamed anyone who sang badly and "kicked out" the choir. A good boy who didn't train seriously was scolded by the teacher for most of the class.
It is worth mentioning that we also participated in the competition on behalf of the school. Although I will create different degrees of dissonance in the chorus according to my mood, this does not prevent us from becoming the best choir group.
It's been ten years since the past ten years of "fingers, exactly ten years". I won't realize that these seemingly irrelevant personnel affairs have long been deeply rooted in my heart and will spread inadvertently. Branch out.
The teacher I haven't seen for many years is called Lu Mengqi. She's a little fat, maybe all bel canto singers, such as Pavarotti. I still remember the time she taught us to sign her name. I forgot how to draw a finger, but I still remember her, her choir, and the little things I did as a member of her choir.
PS. There are no teachers and classmates in my primary school, and they are all divided into different schools. I don’t know when the small playground and low-level teaching building will be razed to the ground.
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