Siheyuan: After being reincarnated as a master's daughter

The second question follows - fill in the blanks with idioms.

Although these idioms are somewhat difficult, Yi Jiale can still handle them easily thanks to his extensive reading of various books and daily practice.

With just a little thought, she was able to accurately retrieve the required idioms from the depths of her memory and fill them neatly in the corresponding positions.

Looking down, the third question actually required to make a sentence using the given words. This was no problem for the quick-thinking Yi Jiale. After a little thought, she came up with a lot of vivid and appropriate sentences on paper.

The fourth question was a fill-in-the-blank question that tested the students' mastery of ancient poetry. Facing these classic poems, Yi Jiale was also confident. Whether it was Li Bai's bold and elegant style, Du Fu's melancholy and frustration, or Wang Wei's fresh and natural style, those beautiful poems seemed to have been deeply imprinted in her heart.

Therefore, she answered the questions in one go, without any hesitation or pause.

Although Yi Jiale finished the test very quickly, it was surprising that every word she wrote was so neat and beautiful. The regular script was not only graceful but also vigorous and powerful, like a beautiful calligraphy work, which made people admire it.

One has to admit that those beautiful handwritings were all acquired through long-term, intensive and hard practice. Just like every night spent in the system space, Yi Jiale always worked hard.

Time passed quietly, and the whole classroom became silent, so quiet that even the sound of a pin dropping on the ground could be clearly heard. At this moment, the only thing that could break the silence was the light footsteps of the two invigilators walking back and forth in the classroom, and the rustling sound of the pens rubbing against the paper as the students buried their heads in writing. These sounds intertwined together to form a unique and rhythmic symphony in the examination room.

At this moment, the pretty female teacher walked over here slowly with light steps. The reason why she came over was actually because she found that Yi Jiale did not cover the test paper tightly, so she wanted to come forward to take the blank paper and help her cover the test paper properly.

In this exam, each child received a carefully prepared test paper and a blank paper of the same size. This blank paper can be used for a variety of purposes, such as for children to make drafts on it, or to cover the test paper as it is now, to prevent other students from peeking at the answers and affecting the fairness of the exam.

When the female teacher quietly came to Yi Jiale's side, her eyes accidentally swept across her paper, and she was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth. In just a short moment, Yi Jiale had already quickly written the difficult parts at the back!

This made the female teacher suspicious, and she thought to herself: Could it be that this little girl didn't know how to do the test and was just scribbling? With this doubt, the female teacher leaned over again and carefully looked at Yi Jiale's answers. However, after a careful check, she was surprised to find that every answer Yi Jiale wrote was correct!

While the female teacher was still immersed in the amazement of Yi Jiale's outstanding performance, the students around her also noticed the movement here and cast their curious eyes. Noticing that many eyes were focused here, the female teacher's face darkened, her eyebrows raised, and she sternly scolded: "What are you looking at! What's so good about it? You are whispering to each other, do you want to be treated as cheating?"

Hearing this, the students who were originally eager to try were like frightened birds. They immediately turned their heads away obediently and focused on the test questions in front of them again. They no longer dared to look around casually.

Seeing this, the female teacher nodded with satisfaction, then looked down at Yi Jiale's test number and name.

"Yi Jiale..." She whispered the name softly, feeling as if she had heard it somewhere before.

But no matter how hard she tried to recall, the vague memory could not emerge clearly. The female teacher frowned and thought hard, wondering why this name brought her such a strong sense of familiarity.

I can’t remember, and the female teacher wasn’t someone who would make things difficult for myself. After helping Yi Jiale cover the paper, she whispered, “Be careful to cover your own paper!” After that, the female teacher swam away to another place.

Yi Jiale was stunned and realized that the female teacher was talking to him. She was so focused on doing the questions that she didn't notice there was someone next to her.

However, Yi Jiale didn't pay too much attention to it, after all, she had to start writing her composition now.

Writing requirements: Write a composition of more than 500 words and less than 700 words.

About the teacher.

"A silkworm may not stop spinning silk until it dies, and a candle may not stop shedding tears until it turns into ashes."

The bright starry sky is the light you emit; the winter sunshine is the appearance of your smile; the sweet spring water is the nutrition you provide. We are together in both pain and joy. You are like the air around us, never separated. Life is more colorful because of your existence. Your story is like the beating notes, playing a beautiful music, and every melody is tear-jerking.

Your sincere look is not fake at all, a gentle smile is always on your face, your sharp eyes can often see through our thoughts, and your broad hands are flags that never fade, giving us motivation and care.

The sunshine of spring is synonymous with your care, and it does not need to be described in colorful colors. The warm temperature can melt the cold tears on my cheeks. With you by my side, I am not afraid of the invasion of the strong wind, and I am not afraid of the blow of the rainstorm. In my studies, no matter how many times I fall, your encouragement is my motivation to move forward, making me believe that the rainbow after the rain is mine, and we will play our first melody in this clear sky, which will be unforgettable.

The summer breeze is the freshener you give us. It is inevitable that ignorant teenagers will have chaotic thoughts. When we begin to indulge in the Internet, neglect our studies, and start quarreling with our families, it is your sharp eyes that remind us, and it is your touching words that help us to raise the sails of progress again. Then the beautiful melody plays on the road of progress, intoxicating everyone.

The fallen leaves in autumn provide us with nutrition. On every bleak night, your tired body is always stretched very long with our lights. In the classroom, there are two more black wrinkles under your sparkling eyes, and your black hair is added with a few white hairs, which pluck our heartstrings one by one. We watch you silently, letting the moving melody ripple in our hearts.

The plum blossoms in winter are the fragrance you exude, and this fragrance carries with it your dedication to your work.

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