Brief introduction of Sun Hong's author

Sun Hong is a playwright in Jingjiang. Zaoer 1999 was published in theNo. 1 issue of Script, and won the first prize of '99 China Caoyu Drama Award-short play award, including excellent screenwriter award, excellent director award and excellent actor award.

Background: In the drastic and profound social changes, people's concepts and lifestyles are facing severe tests. However, the increasingly powerful wave of modernization is sweeping all incompatible ideas and concepts, forcing many people to give up their familiar lives.

Jujube, a drama sketch in Jingjiang, expressed goodwill to the human variation and emotional indifference brought by modernization by shouting.

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jujube

Author: Sun Hong character? Old man, boy

[The curtain rises. An old tree covered with red dates. Under the tree sat an old man in the shape of a sculpture.

There are nursery rhymes behind the scenes:

"Sweet jujube, sweet jujube? Call your parents after eating dates; Parents give a bamboo pole and spread a jujube; Dad doesn't eat, mom doesn't eat, and leaves it to the doll for the New Year. " Old man? (Grabbed a handful of dates from a bamboo plaque covered with dates, muttering to himself) Why didn't anyone come to eat dates? What a good jujube.

The boy stuck out his probe from one side of the platform. A jujube fell from the tree and the boy climbed over to pick it up. Old man? (Loudly) Come here! Boy? Grandpa ... the old man? (Majestically) Come here when I call you. Boy? (reluctantly walks up to the old man) I just picked one. I didn't eat. Here you are.

Old man? (Fold the boy's clothes into his pocket and put a handful of dates) I'll give them to you. Boy? (overjoyed) Thank you, Grandpa! (relish) Jujube is really big. Old man? I am very old, but can my son be very young? Boy? Hey, grandpa, I said jujube is big! Old man? My son's name is Zaoer (proudly). Boy? Liar! There is also a jujube? Hey, hey, jujube?

Old man? Don't laugh. My son's name is Jujube. It's nice and smooth. When he was born, a fortune teller passed by the door and made a divination. He hit the wood! Well, you will know that there is "wood" in jujube after reading the book. You see (gesturing "wood" in the air with your hand), it turns out that his name is jujube!

The boy didn't listen and was busy putting dates in his pocket. Old man? Take it out and eat it here. (suddenly gentle) Grandpa helps you clean up. The boy took out the dates and gave them to the old man. Old man? (Wipe the dates clean) Here, have a taste. The boy took it silently. Old man? Eat, there are many dates on the tree!

Boy? Can I climb the tree to pick it? Grandpa, old man? Yes The boy climbed the tree excitedly and then fell to the ground. Old man? Does it hurt? (Dust off the boy) Come on! The old man squatted on the ground and let the boy step on his ass to pick dates. When the boy still couldn't pick it, the old man stood up and let the boy ride on his shoulder to pick it.

Old man? Hey hey hey. Boy? What are you laughing at? Old man? Once, my jujube was riding like this. I just picked dates and I don't know when I peed, so I peed on my neck. Boy? Oh, it's so dirty. Old man? What is dirty? I'm itchy and warm all over! Boy? (Some envy) I never peed on my dad's neck.

(Picking dates and stuffing them in his pocket) Oh, no, I have to pee, too. The old man put the boy down and the boy walked away. Old man? Hey, come here! Boy? I have to pee. Old man? (Pointing at the jujube tree) Wet the tree and apply some fertilizer to our jujube tree. The boy slipped back under the tree to pee.

Old man? Zaoer peed under the jujube tree when he was a child. Once, after school, I ran directly under the tree. I think something is wrong. As soon as he got under the jujube tree, he peed. After urinating, he said, "Dad, I'm out of school." Boy? Grandpa, I'll take it home to eat.

Old man? Jujube reached into his pocket and wanted to go home. Boy? (whispering) ... I'm waiting for my father. Old man? Dad, I come back every day. What's the hurry? Boy? No, my dad-the old man? How is he? Boy? My father may come back today. Old man? Then what's your hurry? Come-(pull the reluctant boy to the plaque and pick up a jujube for him)

Boy? Grandpa, this ripe jujube is just like you. Old man? Like me? Boy? As wrinkled as your face.