A breeze gently brushed, although still with a trace of winter chill, but also brought the fragrance of flowers, refreshing. The plum blossom over there belongs to the cold winter is still standing open, and the bright yellow winter jasmine behind has already stretched out its branches to show off its beauty. Looking into the distance, the cool and elegant orchid has also revealed its beauty.
Mrs. pan walked around the whole garden under Gu Chunzhu's guidance, marveling, and she must tell Gu Chunzhu her secret.
"In fact, it's almost time to spend this time. It's just a lack of climate. As for more, I also let the florists in the house do it. Otherwise, you can send the florists in your house to talk about it. I can't let the old flower give the secret. " Gu Chunzhu's face was in a dilemma, and he spread out his hands to show that he could do nothing.
When Mrs. pan heard this, she could only look at the hundred flowers in the courtyard regretfully for a long time, but suddenly she was inspired again. "Even if the chance is not great, I will try it!"
After a long time, all the invited ladies and young ladies arrived at the garden of the general's mansion, gathered together to enjoy the beautiful scenery of this early spring, while lamenting that they could not have this magic to let their garden bloom.
Mother Zheng is the leader of this spring festival feast. When people come to the center, she goes to the center and says in a loud voice to all the people, "thank you for coming to my spring festival feast, ladies and girls. If it's boring just to see these flowers and grass, why don't we play some games on this early spring scenery? "
Mrs. Wei, who is close to Gu Chunzhu, first came out and asked, "mother Zheng is very polite. It's also a blessing for us to see this scenery. As for the game, what do you think of mother Zheng? "
"I want to let the young girls come. One poem, two piano and three paintings are all good projects." Naturally, mother Zheng had a long way to go. She explained the three projects she had conceived one by one.
Because Ann and peony didn't follow mother Zheng. At this time, I heard mother Zheng's explanation, and I understood why she tried hard to practice them several days ago. But Some of us have mother Zheng running a small stove, just afraid it's unfair to other young ladies. An'an and several other little friends looked at each other with the same concern.
Finally, mother Zheng added, letting some people down and getting nervous again, "I know you are worried that some miss An'an will know the problem ahead of time, so I decided to let them go out alone to make a demonstration and not participate in the competition."
Ann quietly Tucao in your heart, you didn't let us participate in the competition, but as an example, it will not make complaints about us. Probably make complaints about Anan's heart, Zheng Momo was the first one to let Anan come out to write poetry. The title is "early spring".
Mother Zheng gave an incense time for an an to write poems. An put away his disordered thoughts, stood at the stone table with a brush, thought for a few minutes, and then quickly wrote his works.
The character of An'an is not as gentle and small as a conventional woman, but with the heroic spirit of some men. The poems he wrote are not about scenery and sentiment, but about the contrast between the landscape outside the pass and the current comfortable environment.
"Good!" Gu Chunzhu, like mother Zheng, has been standing behind an, watching. At the moment when an's pen was closed, she read the whole poem, and applauded her children's talent. Then mother Liu removed the Paperweight, picked it up and showed it to the people around her, and walked around to make sure everyone saw it.
"Next, I'd like to invite you to write a poem to the garden. Can miss pan and Miss Wei bother you to play a soothing tune?"
Miss pan and Miss Wei naturally agreed. Shi Shilan went to the piano, and mother Liu quickly arranged for someone to bring warm water for them to clean their hands. The crystal water drops on the hands of fibroin are slowly wiped off by Supa, and then the incense burner on the side is opened to slowly pour in the incense powder, and use a small spoon to slowly push evenly.
When everything is ready to be done, their hearts will calm down. They have a tacit understanding of each other and begin to talk to each other in the piano sound. And the young ladies who compose poems beside also follow the sound of the piano to calm down and sink into their own creation.
Mrs. pan and Mrs. Wei are satisfied with their daughter's excellent piano skills. They all want to make a red envelope for mother Zheng, and thank Gu Chunzhu for giving her family such a chance.
Gu Chunzhu is sitting in a pavilion a little far away, listening to the elegant piano sound and the subtle wind and water sound with his eyes closed. His heart is peaceful and peaceful. It's rare to have such a leisurely time since he came to the capital. Gu Chunzhu thought that he should take his family's children out for a spring outing one day. He is also suffocating in the small world of general's mansion.
The time of incense soon passed. Some young ladies thought that they were so worried that they didn't hold a word at last. They could only stand up in frustration and try to hide their figure. And those talented women with a wide reputation have shown their works one after another. They all feel that they are the first.
Everyone asked mother Zheng to come out quickly, but she refused to be the judge. "I made the rules and launched this activity. If I was the judge again, it would not be too much work. I think the general's wife can take the big responsibility. "
Sitting in the distance, Gu Chunzhu, who was enjoying the scenery, didn't think that the "war" had finally spread behind her. Suddenly, she heard many people calling for her in the distance. She turned her head in a dazed way. "What are you looking for me for?""I'm looking for you to be a judge. Come and have a look. Which poem do you like best?" Mrs. pan is not too busy to watch. She runs to Gu Chunzhu with a stack of white rice paper in her hand.
"You choose a few representatives to score together, and the one with the highest score will not do." Gu Chunzhu thinks that he is a businessman with copper stink. Let her see if their mathematical ability can be improved. This kind of elegant things like poetry and songs can be avoided. She shrunk her neck to avoid Mrs. pan and reminded her to take care not to be blown into the lake.
As soon as mother Zheng heard this, she felt that there was still some sense in it. She asked the present lady if she had volunteered to be a judge. As you can imagine, no one is willing to come out. After all, who is willing to be the first bird? What if you don't choose someone to offend. In this way, the scene immediately embarrassed again.
As the saying goes, the good spirit is still the naughty wind, but this time it not only brings something, but also takes something away.
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