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今天这一堂课，老师协助大家重见久违了的童心。
每人一张雪白的画纸，围成一圈轮流传给身边的人在纸上作画。有人画了一轮明月，旁人加了几颗星星，蔚蓝的天空有了个大太阳，又飞来了一群小鸟，你喜欢绿草如茵，我给它加上一些虫虫。接着，画里又添加一所老屋子。他说房子不能没人呀！于是旁人就在屋内画了两个人。所有的图案都可以是天马行空的幻想图。
乐龄同学都成了老顽童。原本自己开始画的那一幅，传回手中已经面目全非、毫无焦点、杂乱无章，但也乱中有序；但可爱的是，不管画得像不像，美不美，就在那个过程中，大家重新享受童年时光，我们都乐在其中！
A Lesson of ‘Art Therapy’
Today’s lessons, the instructor helped us to recall, recover our long-lost image of childhood.
Each was given a sheet of paper, and followed the instruction to draw his own. He passed it on to other partners who sat in a circle to continue to draw on it. Some drew a full moon; next one added a few stars. Some drew a shining hot sun in the blue stars. His partner added a flight of birds, grass field, some insects if you like. Later, you might draw an old house, and your friend helped to add two persons staying in it. All the pictures look nice. It might be imaginative as a heavenly steed soaring across the sky.
Well, most of us were acting like an old fogey. When the original piece that we drew earlier came back to our own hands, wow! It had changed a lot, although, no focus, quite disorderly, but it still presented something. It was fascinating and funny. No matter how it looked like, good or bad, but all of us really enjoyed doing it. We all have enjoyed this drawing lesson vicariously like back to childhood innocence.
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