Tian's little cook

Chapter 410 A Love Poem

After gesturing for everyone to be quiet again, the host smiled and said, "Since today is Qixi Festival, our last question will be appropriate."

Lin Zhimo guessed, could it be a silent love poem?
Unexpectedly, she guessed quite accurately.

The host said: "For the last question, please write a poem related to Qixi Festival. Now start the timer, please write."

This time, Lin Jiao was no longer as quick as she was when she returned to the topic just now, but held the pen without moving.

And the other started writing after a little thought.

"Why isn't Lin Jiao still writing?" Sun Ranjiu and Yuan Xiangyu were a little anxious, "The time is coming."

The people next to him were also discussing, wondering if Lin Jiao could not do it.

Now, Lin Yaozong can be considered proud.

He guessed well, Lin Jiao didn't have any real talent at all, it was okay to guess some riddles that ordinary people would know, but when it came to composing poems, he couldn't do it at all.

Lin Zhimo was not in a hurry, she believed that Lin Jiao would not lose.

Seeing that he was holding a pen and not writing, the host couldn't help reminding: "Little brother, the time is about to come."

Lin Jiao seemed to regain his senses because of his words, first glanced at Lin Zhimo, and then hurriedly wrote four lines of poems at the last moment.

"Time's up." The host shouted as soon as Lin Jiao stopped writing.

"I'm not talented enough, so I'll invite the county master of our Yunze City to judge the quality of the two poems."

After speaking, the host took the lead in applauding, and the surrounding crowd naturally followed suit.

Lin Zhimo stood at the front, it was impossible not to applaud.

She clapped and said a word—there should be applause here.

The county magistrate had already arrived, but he had been sitting in the back, and the lights were not bright enough, so no one noticed.

The county magistrate's surname is Guo, and he seems to be in his forties.Shopkeeper Qin told them before he left that if he was still a county magistrate in his 40s, his chances of going up were basically slim.

County magistrate Guo is thin and thin, but he is quite tall, with few smiles on his face, and he is quite able to calm down the scene.

As soon as he came out, the surroundings were immediately quiet.

As a parent officer, County Magistrate Guo first briefly said a few words related to the festival, and then began to judge the poems.

The host read another person's poem first, and the county magistrate Guo just said "hmm" and asked him to continue reading.

When the host picked up Lin Jiao's paper for writing poems, Lin Zhimo became nervous.

Just listen to the host read out slowly:
Your heart pleases you, you know,
The mountains are woody and woody.

The king's thinker is the mountain spirit,

Yuexi Canal in Yunze City.

As soon as the host finished reading, Guo County Magistrate finally showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Win." Yuan Xiangyu whispered excitedly.

Lin Zhimo didn't hear what they were saying, and his mind was full of the poem Lin Jiao wrote just now.

Although she is ignorant, she feels that this poem has something to do with her, and her heart beats faster and faster.

The host said respectfully: "The county master please judge."

Magistrate Guo nodded slightly: "Both of these poems are good, but the latter is even better."

In order to explain his choice, Guo County Magistrate Rarely said a few words: "The following poem looks like a love poem on the surface, but if you look closely, the four lines of the poem contain 'heart' and 'spirit' respectively. The words "rhinoceros" together mean "heart-to-heart".

"A tacit understanding can also express the tacit understanding and deep affection between lovers."

When Lin Zhimo heard this explanation, she could clearly feel that her face was getting hot, and she didn't even dare to look at Lin Jiao again.

There must be no deep meaning in this poem.

　I copied the first two sentences of this poem from "The Song of the Yue People", and wrote the last two sentences by myself, so the last two sentences are dragging my feet
　　
　
(End of this chapter)