I can only see the south wind and not see you

Chapter 57

She took the errand of drumming on her own initiative, with the intention of making Jasmine look good.

A village girl, how can she know any poems and songs? This time, she must be drunk unconscious and full of ugly appearances.

And the other girls are all from rich families, and they have read some poems to some extent, so they all know a little bit, I dare not say how subtle, but at least they can say it.

In modern times, Jasmine was also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting. However, the piano is an electronic organ, chess is backgammon, and books are textbooks. As for painting, she has studied splashed ink landscapes for several years.

Hou Xiangyun, the eldest daughter of the Hou family, was already holding the flowers and said, "Start beating the drums now!"

Su Qingxiang started to beat the drum, and the drum stopped as soon as the flower reached Jasmine's hands. Although she threw it quickly, she was still to be counted.

Su Meihong was upset, and said, "You can't bully my sister."

Hou Xiangyun said with a smile: "Where is bullying, they are all treated equally."

Jasmine held the flowers, thought for a while, and said, "I'll just read a few words casually."

Fortunately, she used to like to read "A Dream of Red Mansions", and she remembered all the poems in it, especially Lin Daiyu's poems.

Desiring to hear about the love of autumn, many people don't know, murmured and knocked on the east fence with his hands behind his back.

Who will hide alone if you are proud of the world? Is it too late for the same flower to bloom?
Why is Pulu Tingshuang lonely, and Honggui's cricket disease can be acacia?
Don't say that there is no talker in the world, so why not explain the words in a few words.

As soon as this poem came out, it naturally caused waves among those talented scholars. I never expected that this plain and elegantly dressed girl would have such a literary talent. It is really surprising.

Although Du Ziteng looked a little rascal and ignorant, there was still some ink in his stomach, so he couldn't help but marvel.

The eldest son Hou Bian said with a smile: "I didn't expect Miss Jasmine's literary talents to be so exquisite, and I would be ashamed of myself. Let's do this."

Hou Xiangyun said: "Since my brothers have said that this poem is wonderful, let's all have a toast."

Su Qingxiang was very angry, but she had no choice but to have a toast, she just said: "It's just a poem, the next one, let's see if you can make it."

What she meant was very simple, one song was accidentally touched by Jasmine, and many songs were needed. If they were all so good, it would show that she was really talented and a talented woman.

The other girls thought so too. At first they all thought that Jasmine was related to Su Meihong, but after hearing what Su Qingxiang said in private, she was actually a village girl. Looking at her attire, they believed Su Qingxiang If she said that, I couldn't help but feel a little jealous in my heart. I'm afraid it's a ignorance that a village girl has such a talent.

Beating drums, passing flowers, because those girls deliberately wanted to embarrass Jasmine, so they tried their best to tease her, but for Jasmine, she didn't want to show off, but since these girls insisted on pushing her to At the cusp of the storm, she can't show weakness.

What happened to the village girl?A village girl can still be very talented, can still learn a lot, and can still make a group of scholars ashamed.

When the flowers reached Jasmine's hands, the drum stopped, so everyone booed and asked Jasmine to recite another poem. Jasmine smiled and said, "Since everyone praises me so much, I won't refuse, I just compose it impromptu." , The class door has an axe."

As she spoke, she lightly stroked a blooming white chrysanthemum with her slender fingers.

(End of this chapter)