1. Outside the gate of Xiaodingshan Primary School (Xiaodingshan is in Boshan, Shandong) (afternoon)

“Shanshan!” A primary school student ran out of the school gate and shouted after him. Primary school students wearing military green schoolbags (the two primary school students are both little boys, about 9 years old). Now

It is just after school in the afternoon, and the students are pouring out of the gate of Xiaodingshan Primary School together.

"What are you going to do?" the little classmate caught up and asked eagerly.

"Go to the city to buy a notebook!" the primary school student replied, without looking back, and continued walking.

"I'm going too!" So the two classmates walked side by side.

Their dialogue: cute expressions, strong local accents, and pleasant childish voices. Although the clothes don't fit well, the whole school is almost uniformly "student blue". They are

slightly older students in this elementary school.

2. On the road in the city

It is getting dark, and the clear Xiaoding Mountain in the distance has been covered with black gauze - only the outline can be seen. Two primary school students were walking faster and laughing on the road in the city, looking at Xiaoding Mountain in the distance - their home. Everyone cherishes their favorite notebooks tightly.

The door of the roadside theater opened. The two of them danced and shouted: "We're going to have a show! Come and check the tickets!" So they ran in. On the banner of the courtyard gate, there are eye-catching large characters: Warmly welcome the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe to perform in our city.

3. Inside the theater

On the stage, a tenor who sang an octave higher and still went up was singing---singing up! Then, the stage roared! Passion flew! The singer and the audience

Integrate into one, and the singer is brought into an exciting state, like the top of the clear, shrewd and translucent waves---pure and free!

The audience The audience---

Those unblinking, eager, longing, eager little faces---are those of two primary school students!

The audience responded with enthusiastic applause. The two primary school students were also excited, clapping and jumping! "I want to learn songs! I want to learn songs! I want to take the Dongfang exam! I want to

Take the Dongfang exam!" Shanshan exclaimed excitedly. "I also want to learn songs! I also want to take the Oriental exam!" The two primary school students shouted and danced at each other. (Freeze frame, handwrite the title:

Eastern Dream) Their voices were almost drowned out by the applause.

4. Shanshan’s Home (Night)

“What a waste---!” A cracked man’s cry filled the dark courtyard. In the slightly beating, brightly lit window pane, the little student who was forced to stand - Shanshan - was reflected. The small schoolbag was still slung on his shoulder.

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The moon coldly illuminated everything in the small courtyard: the chicken coop, the firewood pile, the hoe, and the car; it also illuminated the tear-stained face and small schoolbag that were no longer crying

. Shanshan is kneeling on the ground with his arms stretched out---this is the family punishing the child, which makes Shanshan very tired!

Yue'er couldn't bear it anymore, and quietly hid behind the corner of the eaves, with only a bright light exposed. Bright eyes. Shanshan has been looking at the moon, and his face is as white and flawless as the moon

. On the eaves platform - the grand scene appeared again (overlapping): colorful lights overflowing! The excited face of the singer, the crowd of flowers, the applause and shouts from the stage

. .....(Reality): The delicate white face showed a smile, and the tear stains were like light makeup, showing the young man's voice and desire together with the face. As a result, the hands were stretched out more evenly and the waist was straightened up.

(The following voice-over, in the last scene of this scene)

"From then on, Shanshan remained stubborn and allowed beatings and scoldings, and his academic performance also declined."

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5. Shanshan’s Home (Morning)

One morning (Sunday), Shanshan got up earlier than anyone else. First go to the chicken coop and release the chicken, then chop the vegetables, wash them, add cornmeal and mix them with the chicken food. Holding my schoolbag in my arms, I watched the chickens eating. Looking at the ajar door, touching the textbooks and homework books in the school bag, he hesitated. He immediately ran into the fire room, took out the dry food from the hanging basket

put on his schoolbag, went out, and went up the mountain!

6. Xiaoding Mountain (Morning)

< p>The mountains are majestic and the sun is shining brightly in the early morning. The wind blew the mountains, forests and grass, and also opened the young man's frown.

The red face, thin shoulders, powerful steps, and beating schoolbag all show that the child is extremely cute!

Has reached the middle of the mountain, Shanshan looked around. "Hey!" His eyes lit up: there was a small stone table made of three stones under two trees! He ran over. Looking at the table

and stamping his feet---rejoicing at his success. It's time to sit on the stone, lay out a notebook, and do homework. After writing for a while, I looked up and looked into the distance: my little white hands were holding my cheeks, showing a smiling face; it seemed that everything was pinned in the distance. I accidentally noticed: Why is there a white paper pressed on the grassy mound? Looking around, "Ah---!"

It turns out there are two tombs!--- I exclaimed one after another. , hugging the book, running away...

The sizzling grass was almost as tall as him, and the frightened child stood in the bush: hugging the book and looking at the sky; as if shouting, but But silent...

(The voiceover of the following words is in the last scene of this scene)

"Shanshan didn't say a word anymore, and his voice was small. It's pitiful and he doesn't let anyone know his wish."

7. Shanshan's home (night)

Night has fallen, and Shanshan is putting firewood and boiling water in the firehouse. . He piled the firewood into a neat pile and put it in a small basket. If you are sure there is no life left, just look at the fire and meditate. Only

only a flash of the brightest fire can illuminate that daydreaming face.

"Ouch---it scared me---!" A crackling voice came over, "They are all black! They are even singing...