A beautiful flower on the old woman's head.

I don't know if this is what the landlord said:

The old couple have three daughters. The eldest daughter married a civil servant, the second daughter married a military attache, and the third daughter married a fool farmer. The old couple prefer the eldest son-in-law and the second son-in-law to the third son-in-law plowman.

My father-in-law celebrated his 60th birthday, and all three children came to pay New Year greetings. While eating, the old man asked a question and wrote a poem with the words "beauty, chaos, crowding and dispersion". If you can't write poetry, you are not allowed to eat.

The brother-in-law said, "The trees outside are really beautiful. The wind shakes the branches, making wild birds flock and cranes drive them away. "

The second uncle went on to say, "The sorghum hoard is really beautiful. Sorghum ran "disorderly" and swayed, attracting mice and civets to drive them away. "

The three sons-in-law thought for a long time but didn't come up with it. Suddenly, he saw the flowers on his mother-in-law's head and said, "The flowers on his mother-in-law's head are really beautiful. The aisle trembled slightly, attracting hordes of savages, and the old man came to drive away. "