Looking for the drama "Fan's Thinking"

Author: Qi Li&; Meng Jinghui)

There is great uncertainty about the performance form of this play. Stage processing and improvisation of actors often wander between the virtualization of the game and the effect of rational separation. Passionate devotion and calm onlookers blend with each other, and in the atmosphere of coexistence of induction and reinforcement, the drama space is maximized.

[The stage scenery is abstract, and the shape of the distant mountain is outlined on the black wall of white cloth with soft sculpture; There is a solitary lamp hanging in the center of the stage; There are thick snake-shaped water pipes and basins on the edge of the platform.

[Dark field. Light a bunch of overhead lights, and all the actors are dressed in neutral clothes (men and women are white T-shirts and colored pants) and sit cross-legged at the back of the stage.

Everyone: (chanting in chorus) Once upon a time, there was a white lotus monk who saved his mother and went to the gate of hell to ask how many roads there were to Lingshan. (Singing beautifully and solemnly) There is no Amitabha in the south. ...

[Fish eyes sound, Buddha's name is leisurely.

[Fish's voice is getting lonely and monotonous. In the pursuit of light, nuns wear red makeup and are worried. She meditated in the middle, folded her hands and bowed her head in silent prayer.

Sister: (cold voice) It's a pity to cut your hair. A Zen lamp accompanied a slave's sleep. Time is too easy to make people get old and disappoint young and beautiful teenagers! (Everyone repeats the above lines) Xiao Nizhao, whose dharma name is empty, became a monk in Xiantao Temple since childhood, burning incense and chanting Buddha all day, and sleeping alone at night. What a pathetic person!

[Static field

Nun: (Sadly) The young nun is 28 years old, and her hair was cut off by Master in her prime. She burns incense and changes water in the Buddhist temple every day ... (to her surprise) I met some children at the foot of the mountain gate and played games. ...

[When people play games, they often look out and tease little nuns.

Sister: He looked at us and we looked at him. (Shy) He and I, we * * * him, are all intentional, (angry) enemies! How can you get married! He died in front of the palace of the king of hell, smashed the cymbals, sawed them, ground them, and fried them in an oil pan. Oh, by him! Then watch the living suffer. Have you ever seen a dead fool with a cangue? Oh, by him! Burn your eyebrows, but also care about the present, burn your eyebrows, but also care about the present.

【 A nun rushed to the stage and washed her hands in the basin. It seems that her passion is unbearable ... she can't help sighing.

Nun: It's nobody's business if you want me to become a monk here. -Just because my father is chanting, my mother loves to recite Buddha and worship Buddha at dusk. She burns incense and worships Buddha in the Buddhist temple every day, and I am also sick. So, I rounded up the Nu people in an empty door, gave Nepal a job, recommended the dead to others, and continued to study Tommy. (thoughtfully, folded together) I only heard chimes. I kept knocking on bells, knocking on bells, beating drums and playing snails. Do your homework with the underworld for no reason. I have read many heart sutras, but the heart sutras of peacocks are unbreakable. Only seven volumes of Hokkekyo are the most difficult to learn, and our master has taught them all in his sleep. Read it several times, there is no Buddha in the south, spend more and spend more, Prajna paramita is more, read it several times, (turn around, angry) hate a matchmaker and call for help loudly; Say a few words, hey, how do you know how I sigh! (Stand up anxiously and wander endlessly) The more you think about it, the more depressed you get. It is inevitable to walk under the cloister. No matter how much it costs! -(Walking into the cloister, running with the bulls) Walking around the cloister is one thing, and walking around the cloister is another, (strutting hand in hand)

Everybody: Amitabha-

[In the crowd, the young monk didn't come out. After reading the scripture in boredom, he abandoned it, put a basin of clear water in the water pipe, picked it up, and wanted to spill it on the audience, the crowd and the stage ... but he couldn't spill it, so he had to put it back, put it down gently and look around helplessly.

Monk: When the monk became a monk, I met Bogart and was scolded by the master, so I fled home. (gradually yearning) for a year or two, I raised my hair; Three years and four years, I got married; Five years and six years, get a muddy family; Seven years and eight years, raise a doll; After nine years and ten years, I finally called a monk, my dad, monk dad!

[Repeat: Monk Dad!

[Quiet. Everyone imitates the sound of mosquitoes. Ben didn't chase after the sound, and he was killed in a few slaps. Everyone imitates the sound of mosquitoes landing.

Ben wanted to leave after he was dissatisfied, but suddenly he remembered the advice of Buddhism and was busy building a mosquito grave to cross over the undead.

Monk: the clothes under the forest are too light, and the pool is full of hate and stench; There will be thousands of buddhas in Lingshan and thousands of scriptures in Tianzhu. What the poor monk doesn't have is. I have been in an empty door since I was a child. I have to observe the five precepts, abstain from alcohol and meat, burn incense and sweep the floor, and recite Buddhist scriptures. (worshipping Buddha) Hey! It just doesn't work for me. It's boring to turn on and off the lights repeatedly. Today, Master is a senior brother. Although he is not on the mountain, Huotou has gone to chop wood again, so he has to go outside the mountain gate and take a leisurely walk. Why not? (snickering)

Ben didn't sneak out of the gate.

[The crowd imitates the sound of rabies. It's nothing to make a fuss about. It's crowded in a corner.

Everyone imitates the hubbub outside the temple: the chirping of birds, the cheerful chirping of chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, the sound of hooves ... full of vitality.

[Quiet. The crowd imitated the singing of bees.

Monk: Hey! Ha ha ha ha, you you look! (hearing the sound gradually, getting carried away) playing tricks on the oriole, both purple and mud; When he comes home wearing flowers, every day, Feng Li will hold flowers and brew honey. I hate that I was born thin and suffered from many diseases in my infancy. Thought I was a monk, and my mother was full of bitterness. So parents are worried. (I sat down, distressed) When my parents gave birth to me, they hired a fortune teller to count my horoscope. That gentleman was my enemy. he

Call me lonely, it's rare to be 369 years old. My father is helpless, too. He surrounded me, practiced Buddhism, practiced Buddhism and studied chanting. I entered the mountain gate that day, met Master, and bowed deeply. The master said-

Everyone: Xiao Guan, look up.

Monk: I said, "Yes". Master looked me up and down like this and said-

Everyone: small officials scare small officials, you can't leave home!

Monk: Why can't disciples leave home?

Everyone: since you want to become a monk, you have to listen to my advice-

Monk: Master, what about those?

Everyone: You must observe the Five Commandments-

Monk: Observe the Five Commandments?

Everyone: Stop drinking and eating meat-

Monk: Quit drinking and meat?

Everyone: burn incense and sweep the floor-

Monk: Burning incense and sweeping the floor …

Everyone: chanting Buddha and chanting!

Monk: Read Buddha and see ...?

Everyone: there is no such thing as fragrant wine. (sighs helplessly) Hey, don't look at the pink girl!

Monk: there is no mellow wine, pink girl ... don't look. Sleeping alone on a snowy night is calm and frosty. (Great sorrow, great anger, great roar) It seems that all these hardships have come to nothing!

Everybody: Amitabha-

[Quiet. Muyu sound. The little nun folded her hands and knelt side by side with the little monk in Taichung. Under the cover of a wonderful chasing light, the two children had a spiritual communication beyond time and space with their youthful and sweet imagination.

Monk: I passed a house the day before yesterday-

Sister: Meet some children-

Monk: Meet some young moths-

Sister: The game is at the foot of the mountain gate-

Monk: Natural beauty-

Sister: He looked at us-

Monk: Look at his face, cheeks like peaches-

Sister: Let's keep an eye on him-

Monk: The sideburns are like crows, with ten fingertips and graceful-

Sister: He and I, we * * * he-

Monk: Not to mention a mortal woman. Even in that month, Chang 'e couldn't compare with her. Therefore, I am worried about her in my heart, and I will leave her at dusk!

Sister: I'm worried about both of them! (passionate male voice) I will leave her at dusk!

[suddenly quiet, two people can't restrain the impulse of youth. The little nun lay down in front of the monk with a big physical movement, which turned into a strong desire in her heart.

The monk stared at the beautiful woman (in illusion) and slowly leaned down to kiss. ...

Everybody: (drinking)-?

[Two people suddenly separated.

Monks and nuns: Hey! I am a monk (nun). How did I come up with this idea? So serious! Oh, no, no Still chanting, still chanting. I want to read Amitabha, I want to read Amitabha.

[The young monk and the young nun alternately repeat the above lines sentence by sentence, and the rhythm is getting faster and faster, which is suffocating.

【 sudden silence. Wooden fish ring.

The monks and nuns sang the song "Amitabha in the South" and shook their heads, which was very funny.

[Everyone chants and swings together.

Monk: The wooden fish knocks loudly at the door, and the Italian horse runs at full speed. What can I do? (anxious) What can I do? (The fire is burning) Hey! The more I think about it, the angrier I get. Let's go downhill or downhill! -(Get up and walk, sit down in the crowd)

【 The little nun got up, and the game started, playing with a smile.

Nun: Come to the Hall of Heroes and see the arhats on both sides. They are so solemn! -(Everyone has made a statue of Lohan) I see that Lohan on both sides is a bit silly: one is to tuck in my knees and miss me; Holding a sweet cheek in one hand, thinking of me in my heart; One eye was tired and looked at me vaguely. Only Lohan in the bag smiled. He laughed at my wrong time and the passage of time. Who, who will marry my father-in-law? (anxious, want to cry)

Buddhas: (in chorus) I want it!

Sister: The dragon slayer annoys me, while the tiger slayer hates me. The big fairy with long eyebrows is very worried about me and says what will happen when I get old? ...

Buddhas: (sigh) Alas-

[The fairy and the nun sat down together, disappointed.

Nun: Buddha lanterns can't be wedding candles;

Buddhas: (surprised) huh?

Nun: Xiangji kitchen, not a banquet for Dongting;

Buddhas: (doubt)-?

Nun: the bell and drum tower can't be a husband's platform;

Buddhas: (-) Hmm!

Nun: grass futon, not hibiscus cushion ... hibiscus flower cushion. When you are shy, you can't help but have all kinds of customs. )

Buddhas: (also fascinated) lotus ... soft mattress! ?

Sister: I am a moth in Nv Jiao, I am not a man. Why do I wear a yellow belt around my waist and I wear a straight belt?

Buddhas: (Agreed) Yes!

Nun: (referring to the audience) Watching couples drinking and having fun, one wearing brocade. Oh, my God! Can't help being popular.

Like fire, not as hot as fire from the heart! (Like ants in hot bricks)

[The buddhas also wait and see, uneasy.

Buddha: Yes! Hot ... hot ...

The little nun went to the washbasin to wash her hands again. Turn on and turn off the lights ... when I was bored, I suddenly found something and got excited.

Nun: Brother Shi is not in buddhist nun today, so I have to flee down the mountain. If there is an opportunity, I don't know, it is reasonable! -(Sneaking out of buddhist nun)

Buddhas: (Agreed) That's right! Let's go Let's go

[The little nun sings the song "Amitabha in the South" with all the Buddhas.

[She danced happily, showing her childlike innocence. ...

The singing rhythm of the Buddhas is getting faster and faster, and gradually evolved into a powerful background in the long monologue below the little nun.

[Music, until it develops into a huge inner roar!

【 Little nun's feelings, such as gradually erupting volcanic magma-

Nun: I tore up the cassock, buried the Tibetan scriptures, abandoned the wooden fish and lost the cymbals. You can't learn from hooligans, nor can you learn from Guanyin in the South China Sea. Lying alone in the dead of night; When I get up, I sit alone. Who is as lonely as me? Why does it look like this hairstyle? I only hate deceptive monks and customs. Where can there be gardens, trees and buddhas in the world? Where is the Ye Guangming Branch Buddha? Where are the quicksand buddhas on both sides of the river? Where is the 84,000 Amitabha Buddha? From now on, stay away from the bell tower Buddha hall and go down the mountain to find your little brother! He hit me and called me names! Say me, laugh at me! Not willing to become a Buddha! Don't read Prajna paramita!

【 In the increasingly strong singing and emotional storm above, people scattered a lot of white pieces of paper to the audience-pure and chaotic.

【 sudden silence. The sacred and grand Buddha music rises again in Ran Ran, and everyone is like a sculpture, bathed in this joyful and solemn sound of nature. ...

Nun: From now on, stay away from the bell tower Buddhist temple and go down the mountain to find your younger brother! He hit me, scolded me, and said I laughed at me. I was bent on becoming a Buddha and didn't want Mitra Prajna Paramita. All right! I'm glad I escaped down the mountain! -

【 The little nun rushed to the stage with joy and bathed in a bright red light.

[The young monk runs up, holding a pillow.

Monk: I took off my cassock, took off my cassock, and sealed its monk's room, leaving a samadhi fire. Master, master, I didn't shirk my duty. I want to be a monk. Being a monk has no wife and children and no result. I want to become a monk, and most of them are trapped. From now on, I will break the fence! Jump out of the cage early, sigh that life is easy to get old, sigh that life is easy to get old, and eat, drink and be merry in time. In the same year, Liu Lang went to Taoyuan to collect herbs, and Ji Xian met me without trial.

Everyone: Ji Xian will see me without trial.

Monk: Grapes and pears are made by experts. How many people really don't like flowers? How can I be fascinated by flowers? (End)

[Little nun, play bungee jumping children's games on the water pipe.

Nun: It is hard to hide all the way from the foot of the temple gate. Look forward, look back, there is no one else. I only hear magpies crowing and crows crowing. I don't know how to get there, which scares me. Oh, I'm afraid.

[to the young monk.

Monk: Hey, there's a little nun over there. There must be a reason why she hid and left in a hurry. Ah, it turned out to be a little nun and a poor monk.

Sister: So this is a very good product, and I'm sorry.

Monk: Excuse me, Youni, where are you from?

Nun: From Xiantao Temple.

Monk: Where are you going?

Sister: This one? Go back to your mother's house.

Everyone: huh?

Monk: Back to your mother's house? ..... Oh, Yang, that's not right.

Sister: What's the matter?

Monk: There is a saying that monks don't care about their families. How can he say he wants to go back to his mother's house?

Everyone: Yes!

Nun: You and I, monks, born in the flesh and parents, how can we ignore our family!

Monk: Oh, it turned out to be a filial daughter.

Sister: Excuse me, Premium, where are you from?

[The monk asked the crowd.

Everyone: Tell the truth!

Monk: From Bi Tao Temple.

Sister: Where are you going?

Everyone: Don't tell the truth!

Monk: Er ... Go down the mountain to raise money.

Nun: Why do you want to go to Twilight when you have Master here?

Monk: Master is sick!

Everyone: Ah! (Angry)

Monk: Master is sick!

Nun: Oh, so it's a dutiful disciple.

Monk: I'm flattered.

Sister: So ... each has his own business and goes his own way!

Monk: Please!

Sister: Please! The little nun went down the mountain to see her mother.

Monk: Monks go down the mountain to be teachers and teachers.

Monks and nuns: When two people meet and don't know each other, you and I go our separate ways.

[They parted ways, and the young monk stopped peeking at the little nun.

[Everyone is holding a big round mirror to reflect light, imitating the fiery eyes of the young monk behind a nun. ...

Sister: Hey, super product, this, this is your fault. ...

Everyone: (to the monk) Say you!

Monk: (speechless) Well, the poor monk came down the mountain with a little apprentice. I was afraid he would take the wrong mountain road, so I turned back!

Sister: Oh, so you are looking after this little apprentice?

Monk: It's to meet the little apprentice.

Sister: So Xiao Ni is wrong about you.

Monk: OK. Please.

Sister: Please! Meet in the mountains, meet in the mountains.

Monk: Let's go our separate ways.

Monks and nuns: His heart may not be like mine, but it is like mine! How do you know it's true at a glance?

【 The two parted ways, and the little nun stopped peeking at the little monk. Everyone imitates the nun's eyes with a mirror.

Monk: Hey, Yuni, I blame you, too.

Everyone: (to a nun) What about you!

Sister: Where should I blame?

Monk: I'm doing well, too. Why are you looking at me suddenly?

Sister: hmm ... I took a little apprentice down the mountain for fear that he would go the wrong way, so I suddenly saw who would come to see you!

Monk: I see. I'm guilty, young Nemo.

Sister: Who will blame you? Exactly: you come to the east and I'll go to the west.

Monk: Everyone knows what he thinks.

Everyone: Everyone knows what he thinks.

Sister: Please!

Monk: Please! (below)

Nun: (looking back) Xiao ... (stopped by everyone) Oh, he really went! Look at this ultra-fine product, generous and kind; Smart and likable. If I'm with him ... aah! Unfortunately, he is a monk!

[The following lines are recited by a little nun, and everyone teases.

Nun: a romantic monk, smart, elegant and romantic, who often rubs the rosary in his hand and recites the scriptures correctly; A hundred kinds of body twists, a pair of beautiful eyes steal; Cowherd and Weaver Girl cross the Milky Way, (whispering to the audience) Don't tell the truth, (telling everyone) Don't tell. (below)

Everybody: (Laughter) All right, stop it!

[The following lines are recited by monks, and everyone teases.

Monk: (rushing up) When I saw Yuni's appearance, I was surprised by the beauty of her country. I held her in the canyon and took care of her. Ouch! Where's Youni? Young Ni! (below)

Nun: (top) I saw an ancient temple in front of me on the hillside. Let me go in and sit down for a while. (Entering the temple) I saw a landowner sitting on the altar, accompanied by her mother-in-law. I think the mud gods are still in pairs, so I ... can't help but go in and pretend to burn incense to see if he can turn to me-

【 People column clay sculpture, little nun holding Buddha catnap.

The monk panicked and looked around.

Monk: There is a land shrine here. I want her to end up inside. Tell him when I go in.

[The monk walks into the temple, stares at the sculpture and looks for it. Grandpa Land virtually took the monk's eyeball off, patted it on Xiao Ni, who was half lying down, and guided him to find prey. The monk was terrified out of his wits.

Nun:-(pretending to be frightened) Oh, I'm scared, scared and panicked. So you are a monk! You're fine. What are you doing here and there?

Monk: Well ... I came to tell you.

Sister: What is a letter?

Monk: There is a little nun over there. I think she must have come to see you.

Sister: I'm afraid not!

Monk: You didn't say there was a little apprentice behind you. Why didn't you say no?

Nun: I coaxed you into becoming a monk.

Monk: Oh, then ... then I lied to you, too.

Nun: I think you are a bad monk. You must have slipped down the mountain.

Everyone: Yes, I slipped down the hill!

Monk: (paused) ... I think you are a nun and you are dishonest. You must have escaped from the mountains!

Everyone: Yes, they fled down the mountain.

Nun: Xiantao also escaped.

Monk: Peaches have escaped, too.

Everyone: run, nun.

Monk: You too-

Sister: The same!

Monk: So, when a nun came down the mountain and met a monk, it happened twice ...

Nun: Ah, ah, vomit! Don't be too frivolous, too frivolous, Buddhism does not speak without precepts. If a nun marries a monk and marries a monk (shyly), it will be a disaster and offend the fairy.

Monk: It's ridiculous to chant Buddhist scriptures in a flurry and observe the Five Commandments. Bodhisattva, parents, you and I should get married!

[Quiet. Melodious music is as pure as the morning breeze in Chuyang. Monks and nuns are lost in thought. The Buddha statue was restored to human form.

Nun: Monks can't raise their hair, and nuns must not forget the five precepts. There is no part of getting married and starting a career. Think about puns. (As he said, he walked out of the temple and rushed down)

Monk: Youni, Youni! ..... I think it's a pun? (Thinking, thinking) Monks can't pluck their hair, monk! Don't forget the five precepts of a nun, Ni! There is no share in getting married and starting a career, and it is done! Think about it ... monks and nuns in pairs, monks and nuns in pairs! Hee hee hee hee ... (dancing, running forward)

【 People handed a vase, put it on the bottle mouth and listened, reciting it in turn with joy—

A: Men have hearts and women have hearts.

B: Even if the mountain is high and deep.

C: Nuns and monks are in pairs.

D: lovers to lovers.

[The bottle is given to the young monk. He came to listen, recited the above lines and smashed the bottle excitedly!

Everybody: (Da Yue) All's well that ends well for men, and all's well for lovers!

[The end of the run is surrounded by a couple with red knots. Buddha music rings ...

[End of the play]