When autumn comes on September 8th, I will bloom and then die.

The fragrance of incense permeates the capital city, and the ground is covered with golden armor.

After Song Yaoyao finished writing, she took a look at it and put down her pen after finding no problems.

This was the first time Song Yaoyao had done such a thing in her past life, and she felt very ashamed. But when she thought about Lou Shuyu, she felt that she could do it again.

There were not many people competing in this round, and the judges made comments one by one after reading the poems of each contestant.

When the judges saw Song Yaoyao's poem, they all exclaimed in amazement.

"If you say that, I'll kill you."

"This sentence, 'The whole ground is covered with golden armor', is really wonderful!"

"Master Song is really a hidden talent! Minister Song taught him this!"

…

Song Yaoyao just felt her face burning.

Everyone looked at Song Yaoyao in disbelief. They had never heard of this young lady Song before. She was really a talented girl. They didn't expect her to be so low-key and amazing!

In the first part, Song Yaoyao undoubtedly won the first place again.

The second part is that the teachers give questions on the spot: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Write a quatrain or a poem, and these numbers must appear in it.

When Song Yaoyao heard this topic, two poems immediately popped up in her mind. One of them was written by Shao Yong, a poet from the Song Dynasty:

One, two, three miles

Every two or three miles, there are four or five smoke-filled villages.

There are six or seven pavilions and eighty or ninety branches.

Another one is by Zheng Banqiao of the Qing Dynasty:

Yongxue

One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five, six, seven, eight, nine or ten pieces.

Thousands and countless pieces flew into Meiqi and disappeared.

Both poems are very famous.

Song Yaoyao picked up the pen and finally wrote Zheng Banqiao's Ode to Snow on the paper.

Why did you choose this poem?

Because the first poem is obviously a descriptive poem.

There is no such place in the capital city. This is obviously a scene from the suburbs.

Song Yaoyao was a person who had just been allowed to leave the palace by her father-in-law. She had never been to the capital, let alone the suburbs.

What's more, it's hard to say whether there is such scenery in the suburbs of Beijing!

The second song is different. Snow is something everyone has seen, and it won’t arouse anyone’s doubts!

For example, if we plagiarize this time, we must be absolutely flawless and not give anyone any handle!

There were a few people who had not yet written a suitable verse after a stick of incense had passed. You can imagine how difficult the topic was.

The judges looked at the situations of the people in front and shook their heads.

When I saw Song Yaoyao's poems, my eyes lit up and I couldn't help but recite them aloud.

"Great, great!"

"The last two sentences are the highlight."

"Mrs. Xiao Song, you are truly a talented lady who deserves the title!

Such a masterpiece can be written in such a short time!"

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Song Yaoyao: “…”

Song Yaoyao felt her face getting even hotter!

In the first three rounds, Song Yaoyao got the first place with her own ability, but in this last round, she felt unworthy!

However, in order to punish Lou Shuyu, she shamelessly accepted these praises!

Song Qingyu looked at Song Yaoyao with even more fiery eyes, and said:

"Yaoyao, you really impressed my elder brother.

Yaoyao, are you pretending to be like that?"

Song Yaoyao: Brother, don't talk nonsense, I am really like that usually! I just want to eat and wait for death, be a salted fish!

But looking at Song Qingyu's eyes, Song Yaoyao couldn't say these words at all.

Song Qingyu looked at Song Yaoyao, patted her shoulder and said:

“I understand, I understand!

This is what you usually call playing dumb and being low-key, right?"

Song Yaoyao: I didn’t, I’m not!

Song Yaoyao wanted to explain, but Song Qingyu looked like she understood everything!