Tian's wife is fierce

Chapter 439

"Miss Yu, you took such a special flower, shouldn't you also compose a poem?"

There are a lot of people staring at Yu Jiaoruan. When she shows her talents like this, some people will think that Yu Jiaoruan must have nothing but appearance. As long as she is allowed to stand up, she must be ashamed!

It would be great if it could make Yu Jiaoruan lose his face.

"Do you want to do it yourself?" Yu Jiao smiled softly, deliberately retreating.

As soon as the other party saw it, they became more active: "No, you can recite poetry, but it must be something we have never heard of!"

Yu Jiaoruan nodded, pondered for a moment, her eyes lit up, and said, "Zhu Xi, the author of "Spring Day."

"Shengri seeks the fragrance of the Surabaya shore, and the boundless scenery is new for a while. When you know the east wind in leisure, it will always be spring with all kinds of purple and red."

It's not a poem of this world, and don't worry that anyone will hear it.

Yu Jiaoruan read it easily, but it was not easy for others to listen.

"This is for Zan Chun, not for Zan Hua, so it doesn't count!"

Facing the dilemma, Yu Jiaoruan was not in a hurry, pondered for a while, and read another song: "Bai Juyi, "Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple". The world is full of fragrance in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom. There is nowhere to find the spring of eternal regret, I don’t know Get in here."

"You are Zanhua, what we want is Zanbo's flower!"

How can the people present at this time not see that this is embarrassing the delicate?
Except for Mrs. Yin who threw herself out of the world of mortals, everyone's eyes were on Yu Jiaoruan, and they were also curious about what Yu Jiaoruan would do.

"Jiang Jie in "Poppy Poppy Comb Tower". There is a lot of light and willows and rain... The sea hall is red and the green rails are close. The red curtains are just rolled up, but the night is windy and cold."

Those who want to embarrass Yu Jiaoruan are a little embarrassed, and they know that if they continue to be so aggressive, they will only fall to the bottom, but... Seeing Yu Jiaoruan's stunning appearance, I feel uncomfortable for a while.

It would be too much to ask the other party to recite it again.

They don't want to embarrass themselves too much!
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After writing a poem for a flower, it is a painting for a flower.

The flower viewing feast, that is, go around these.

Yu Jiaoruan was silent for a while, and also got a set of the Four Treasures of the Study.

It can be drawn by her, or it can be drawn by a man in the family. After all, there must be a painting, and then it will be submitted for evaluation and the leader will be determined. This is different from Bihua. It's painting skills.

Yu Jiaoruan: "..."

This is giving her points.

Everyone stared at the picture they wanted to paint, and they only planned to spend a pot of flowers with their hearts, and subconsciously avoided the delicate flowers, and also avoided the most difficult painting.

First sketches, then partitions, and then pens...

Yu Jiao is soft and motionless.

There are sixty colors of paint on other people's tables, but the colors in front of her are four colors, red, white, blue and green, simple four colors.

"Sorry, there aren't enough colors," the maid who delivered the paint knelt anxiously, not daring to vent her anger.

"Bring a basin of water, four plates, and six writing brushes, no problem, right? Is it not enough preparation? Then the organizer of the flower viewing party..." Yu Jiaoruan was a little surprised and couldn't believe it, as if Said silently, "It won't be so useless, right?"

The maid stepped back, not daring to act casually, but only served it after consulting this year's host.

It is enough to have this, the basic four colors.

Moreover, when she paints, she doesn't like to use the colors adjusted by others. She prefers to color by herself, and she can use whatever color she wants. Wouldn't it be better? !

It's just that the literature on color toning seems shallow, but it is profound, and many people present don't understand it.