Jaspers said: "Education is the education of human soul, not the accumulation of rational knowledge. Education itself is a tree shaking another tree, a cloud pushing another cloud, and a soul awakening another soul. "

Slowly open the yellowed diary, just like a dusty film negative was exposed, which brought a long, long memory. Locked in that thick, cold iron door is the isolated and abandoned "bottom of the pool" of another world, hidden in a shelter in the wilderness, where a group of "problem of juvenile" with personality defects are imprisoned. They are reckless and stubborn, and are considered hopeless. They have long been subjected to the cruel system of "action-reaction" to fight violence with violence.

Hassan, a well-dressed principal in a suit and tie every day, is rigid and ruthless, advocating abuse and corporal punishment, and punishing children through various cruel means such as confinement, public office, violent beating, suspension of foreign visits, and cancellation of entertainment activities. Under the roar and stick, children's mistakes have never been corrected, their hearts have never been influenced, and life has never been guided. They are really like confused frogs at the bottom of the pond, playing meaningless tricks in life. Pranks were played one after another, even at the beginning, we accepted their resistance to the system with the bloody injury scene of school staff uncle Ma San.

When this clumsy, simple and honest, chubby, short and lonely teaching assistant Matthew arrived, this group of "problem of juvenile" still did not hesitate to give him a duel with their stubbornness. When they saw him, they called his Mediterranean hairstyle "light warhead" at first sight. They made him fall heavily in the first class and threw his briefcase all over the classroom. Even if he locks his favorite music in the cupboard, he will still be violently taken out by them.

However, this honest man, a compassionate and humanitarian person, only saw a fresh and innocent life. He will help children cover up disrespectful "crimes" when the principal breaks in; He will let Legg take care of Uncle Ma San to make up for his mistakes and let him know how to take responsibility. My beloved music score was stolen, wasted in a dirty toilet, and defended as a chorus; He will lie for Pierre and take care of the feelings of the child and his mother. He will especially cherish our poor and timid Pepineau, help him cheat, cover him with a quilt and protect him from bullying; The children wrote lyrics for him and sang loudly in the bedroom. Instead of being angry, he noticed the children's love for singing. He will catch a glimpse of children's desire for freedom and take them out for an outing despite the strict orders of the principal. ...

Remember the first day of class, Matthew asked the children to write down their ideal jobs on small pieces of paper? "To my surprise, all the students wrote carefully." The warm sunshine shines on every child immersed in serious writing, and the whole classroom presents a calm and quiet atmosphere. At that moment, they seemed to see the wider sky through the window of the tall castle, and they seemed to hear themselves cheering for the ideal of running freely. No one has ever asked their dreams, and no one has ever cared about their future. Only this gentle and generous bald man deeply wants to know their thoughts about the future. "Everyone's dream career is very beautiful." He refused many people's suggestions and resolutely refused to adopt the "action-response" stress system, while those who gave him suggestions seemed to be watching coldly how long he could bear it.

The frustrated musician with quiet personality seems to have a direct glimpse of the fragility of these children's deep desire to be cared for and understood. Behind their stubborn behavior, there are still pure and beautiful hearts. Out of love, he tolerated all their "evil deeds" and even sheltered them from corporal punishment. He tolerated them again and again, forgave them and coaxed them. I hope to gradually soften their hard shell of self-protection and reveal their inner soft and sincere warmth; I hope to gradually smooth their sharp edges and corners and show a lovely and simple soft outline.

Music can awaken hope, and it has great power to influence and heal people's hearts. Inadvertently found that these children like singing, as if suddenly a beam of light shone on the wet moss surface through the dense forest. Loving music, he reopened the paper of the staff for them, and he outlined his care for these children into notes that jumped nimbly on the staff.

"It's not a great art, but I aroused their interest." When this group of children sang in chorus for the first time, the sweet and clear song was like nature, and we heard tears in such sweet music. In the melodious singing, their eyes are clear and bright, like the morning star before dawn. Their smiles are pure and bright, like the brightest sunshine in spring. He influenced their souls with the teaching method of music. Children's hearts are washed away by music again and again, and dust is washed away. Music let these children see the colorful open world in life and call back their beautiful nature. They seem to have climbed over the tall and strict walls around them and chased freely on the vast grassland.

Romanticism in French humanities and arts makes everyone love music. "My name is Clement Matthew, and I am a musician. Every night, I write songs for them." Every night, after the children fell asleep, he began to write songs at his desk in the dim light. His lonely and generous figure in the middle of the night, his slightly hunched shoulders, his smooth head immersed in writing ... In this way, he is alone in one silent night after another, and more and more beautiful notes flow from the pen tip, like these lovely children, playing heartily on his staff. These children finally ushered in their spring, and this talented and frustrated musician also ushered in the spring of his own creation. "These children inspire me, and I am sure that the bright future of my music will come." This group of children gave him infinite inspiration, and he poured tolerance, understanding, care and expectation into their songs.

"Look at the road you have traveled/the children are lost/reach out to them/give them a hand/move towards the future.

Childhood happiness/fleeting forgetfulness/a gorgeous golden light/shining at the end of the path ... "

The picture of the film gradually changed from a full dark gray cool tone to a bright warm tone. This music seems to bring every soul at the bottom of the pond to the other side of tolerance. Singing seems to sew up the wounded soul, and it also illuminates the dark corner of this gloomy building.

Parachutes and paper planes flying freely from mid-air, cheerful and clear laughter under the eaves in rainy days, games imitating war on the playground, frolicking figures on the steps of open space, and girls camping on the grass in early summer lying on the window. ...

Professor Lang Gu Lois, who couldn't laugh anymore, began to hum a ditty, joined the choir to play the piano, and even felt his enthusiasm for finding his life back. Even the ruthless and cold-blooded headmaster couldn't help taking part in the children's football match, and even stood in a chair and let the plane fly. Mr. Shabei changed from an accomplice to a brave man, stealing firewood from the headmaster's private collection to heat and bathe the children, and helping to form the choir "underground party".

For Matthew, the biggest gain may be the arrogant teenager Pierre, whose face is an angel and his mind is a devil. From his first class, Pierre showed his extraordinary artistic talent, whether it was drawing Matthew's bald face on the blackboard or drawing practical jokes on books in the headmaster's class. He is sensitive and fragile, but he has arrogant self-esteem, closed thin lips, solidified corners of the mouth, stubborn eyes, and wrapped his sad and lonely heart with a cold appearance. He will sneak into the classroom to practice pronunciation when no one is in class; Obviously eager for chorus, I also pretended to disdain to say "none of my business"; He will fight to protect his mother's reputation and the tall Meng Dan, but he will still say "I don't care about my mother" without mercy; He will escape from school, run to his mother's work unit and hide in the pouring rain, just to prove with his own eyes that his mother has not abandoned himself; He even threw ink at Matthew just because he felt that his feelings were shared and violated ... Strong self-esteem kept him like a silent hedgehog, and his mouth was full of words that he had never said.

This kind and loving man is so sensitive inside, as he told his teenage mother, "Like all children, he doesn't like to share with others." So he would say to him, "No solo. You have a good voice, but you can't leave anyone here. I don't care if you sing or not. " This not only makes this talented and indifferent teenager deeply depressed. Matthew made him understand through this intentional arrangement that no one deserves to be treated well, and anyone can still sing without a choir.

When the Duchess came to the school to watch the chorus, he leaned against the side of the stone pillar alone, with one foot on the ground and his hands in his pockets, and his expression was lonely. So he was quietly and gloomily left out. Until Matthew turned to face him, his hands raised gently. This familiar action made him hesitate. He slowly raised his head from the post and looked at Matthew, who motioned to him again with a little puzzled eyes. He raised his face, straightened up, put his hands behind his back, and the wonderful voice of nature flowed out comfortably like a clear spring.

"This is completely in line with my rhythm. In Pierre's eyes, I suddenly read a lot of things, pride, happiness after being forgiven, and, for him, gratitude for the first time. " Matthew read the beautiful world he slowly woke up from the smiling and grateful young face.

Among the brighter and brighter colors, that touch of gloomy color also makes us feel sorry, that is, Meng Dan is halfway. In any case, we can't forget the horrible smile on his lips when he was finally taken away. Maybe when he turned around for the first time, his eyes looking at Matthew were full of help. At that moment, he wished Matthew could stand up and defend him.

Finally, he was taken away. Even though it was later known that he was framed, he was mercenary. The headmaster who regards his children as a means of promotion, like some educators in our society today, has found a dignified but shameful step for his selfish behavior. "Even if Meng Dan didn't do it, he would get into trouble sooner or later. For such people, there is no cure at all. " So in the end, Meng Dan came back and burned down the school, which made us deeply sorry. This is also the biggest regret left by this film. Matthew has no time to influence him. Because of the reckless rampage of the cruel school ruler, a soul that could have been saved fell into the endless "bottom of the pond". We are also eager to see him become a singing angel with a beautiful smile again like other children.

The last fire, "for Hassan, this is his promotion opportunity, and his medal of honor burns under his nose", our teacher Matthew was fired. When he walked out of the door with his suitcase, "I was looking forward to seeing the children rush to the door to say goodbye to me, but there was no one there." The caution of these children looks more like indifference. "

How can our lovely little angel let us down? On the high wall, countless paper planes with blessings and thoughts kept flying out of the window. You left, and we want to leave as a plane with you. Stout Matthew stood under the high wall, looking up at countless pairs of small hands barely sticking out of the distant window above them. They kept waving to Matthew outside the wall, waving ... Goodbye, our teacher Matthew, goodbye, our happy time! ?

"Kites flying in the wind/Please don't stop/fly to the sea/float to the sky/a child is watching you.

In that storm/you flew high/don't forget to fly back to me ... "

"Pepineau's persistent waiting is reasonable." The cutest, most naive and most lovable face in this film, he finally got on the bus last spring with his small bag and little cloth bear, and finally waited for the long-awaited Saturday to pick up his father. After all, our teacher Matthew didn't "bring the baton to Paris" like the cynicism of the principal. Old Pepineau told Pierre that he continued to give music lessons to others until his death and never tried to become famous, so everything he did in his life became his own secret. This lovely and respectable teacher Matthew has been so unknown all his life.

When the headmaster fired Matthew, he said, "I never thought about being a re-education practitioner." Don't tell me, you just want to come here and bury your world-famous dream. You have yours and I have mine. " He took Matthew's music teaching method as his own and tried every means to help him achieve the goal of profit and promotion. An ambitious figure in the field of education, abusing students and corrupting bureaucrats, isn't this the behavior of many practitioners in our education industry now? These educators, who are supposed to be "soul engineers" of human beings, have rarely had immoral and appalling incidents in recent years?

Jaspers said in What is Education: "Education is the education of human soul, not the accumulation of rational knowledge. Education itself is a tree shaking another tree, a cloud pushing another cloud, and a soul awakening another soul. " In the final analysis, this is love and influence.

The frog at the bottom of the pond, the dried-up soul and the "bad boy" in the traditional concept all ushered in the spring of life because of a kind, tolerant, responsible and loving soul, like a long-term drought field, waiting for the late rain.

How eager we are for every child to meet his own teacher Matthew, who is tolerant, kind, kind and selfless, enlightening children's free thoughts with deep love and shaping their noble souls. We hope that every yogi who is respected as a teacher can guide young people's minds with tolerance and understanding, cultivate a perfect personality, and let them see the stars, the universe, the distant planet and their bright future through the window you opened. ...

This is the essence of our education, isn't it?