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06-08-24
15:13:05, 分类: 食谱中文 越南快餐
烫熟的米份，生菜，香菜，炸春卷，加些辣椒。用生菜包春卷米粉吃。
米粉上面可以撒些抄熟捣碎的花生。
蘸料：清水，白糖，白醋，鱼露。（等量。或4,2,1,1比例份量。）
加少许蒜茸，小酸柑汁。
06-08-21
17:45:46, 分类: 自由诗词 流浪者之歌
你问星星见过了什么？星星它疲倦了；它不愿说话，只是眨眨眼睛。
你问风儿它去过何方？风儿它也静了；它轻轻探索，想找地方休息。
你问月亮有什么消息？月亮苍白疲弱；夜黑风且高，什么时候天明？
星星数点它的岁月，计算漂泊流离；
风儿折起它的双翼，在岩洞里暗泣；
月亮悄悄滑向天际，期待晨星升起。
流浪的人，什么时候你的心得安息？
在大雁的歌中，在故乡的梦里。
你问风儿它去过何方？风儿它也静了；它轻轻探索，想找地方休息。
你问月亮有什么消息？月亮苍白疲弱；夜黑风且高，什么时候天明？
星星数点它的岁月，计算漂泊流离；
风儿折起它的双翼，在岩洞里暗泣；
月亮悄悄滑向天际，期待晨星升起。
流浪的人，什么时候你的心得安息？
在大雁的歌中，在故乡的梦里。
06-08-20
03:16:40, 分类: 自由诗词 送行
剪下一方草坪
录下一段涛声
收起数朵云絮
卷起一道彩虹
送给自己
困倦的时候，躺在青草地上歇一歇
想家的时候，枕着潺潺的水声入眠
天冷的时候，把故乡的云编成棉袄
无语的时候，把应许的虹铺作走道
录下一段涛声
收起数朵云絮
卷起一道彩虹
送给自己
困倦的时候，躺在青草地上歇一歇
想家的时候，枕着潺潺的水声入眠
天冷的时候，把故乡的云编成棉袄
无语的时候，把应许的虹铺作走道
06-08-19
06-08-18
20:24:35, 分类: * English Poems Request for Transfer
To: Commander and Chief Spiritual Armed Forces, Jesus Christ
Dear Lord;
I am writing this to You to request a transfer to a desk job. I here with present my reasons:
I began my career as a private, because of the intensity of the battle You have quickly moved me up in the ranks. You have made me an officer and given me a tremendous amount of responsibility. there are many soldiers and recruits under my charge. I am constantly being called upon to dispense wisdom, make judgments, and find solutions to complex problems. You have placed me in a position to function as an officer, when in my heart I know I have only the skills of a private. I realize that You have promised to supply all I would need for the battle.
But Sir, I must present You a realistic picture of my equipment. My uniform, once so crisp and starched, is now stained with tears and blood of those I have tried to assist. The soles of my boots are cracked and worn from the miles I have walked trying to enlist and encourage the instructed troops. My weapons are marred, tarnished and chipped from constant battle against the enemy. Even the Book of Regulations I was issued has been torn and tattered from endless use. The words are now smeared.
You have promised You would be with me throughout, but when the noise the battle is so loud and the confusion is so great, I can neither see nor hear You. I feel so alone. I'm tired. I'm discouraged. I have Battle Fatigue. I would never ask You for a discharge. I love being in Your service. But I humbly request a demotion and transfer. I'll file papers or clean latrines.
Just get me out of the battle--please, Sir.
Your Faithful, but tired, Warrior.
- - - -
(Author Unknown)
Dear Lord;
I am writing this to You to request a transfer to a desk job. I here with present my reasons:
I began my career as a private, because of the intensity of the battle You have quickly moved me up in the ranks. You have made me an officer and given me a tremendous amount of responsibility. there are many soldiers and recruits under my charge. I am constantly being called upon to dispense wisdom, make judgments, and find solutions to complex problems. You have placed me in a position to function as an officer, when in my heart I know I have only the skills of a private. I realize that You have promised to supply all I would need for the battle.
But Sir, I must present You a realistic picture of my equipment. My uniform, once so crisp and starched, is now stained with tears and blood of those I have tried to assist. The soles of my boots are cracked and worn from the miles I have walked trying to enlist and encourage the instructed troops. My weapons are marred, tarnished and chipped from constant battle against the enemy. Even the Book of Regulations I was issued has been torn and tattered from endless use. The words are now smeared.
You have promised You would be with me throughout, but when the noise the battle is so loud and the confusion is so great, I can neither see nor hear You. I feel so alone. I'm tired. I'm discouraged. I have Battle Fatigue. I would never ask You for a discharge. I love being in Your service. But I humbly request a demotion and transfer. I'll file papers or clean latrines.
Just get me out of the battle--please, Sir.
Your Faithful, but tired, Warrior.
- - - -
(Author Unknown)
06-08-17
19:13:16, 分类: * English Poems As A Mother
If I live in a house of spotless beauty with everything in its place, but have not love,
I am a housekeeper . . . not a homemaker.
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I am a housekeeper . . . not a homemaker.
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04:12:57, 分类: 自由诗词 为什么有翅膀的鸟儿不再飞翔？
为什么有翅膀的鸟儿不再飞翔？
为什么夜莺般的歌手不再歌唱？
为什么勤快的写手不再写作？
为什么船儿停泊港湾不再启航？
鸟儿不再飞翔因为它折了翅膀
歌手不再歌唱因为她心里忧伤
写手不再写作因为他心情沉重
船儿停泊港湾因水手不在船上
为什么夜莺般的歌手不再歌唱？
为什么勤快的写手不再写作？
为什么船儿停泊港湾不再启航？
鸟儿不再飞翔因为它折了翅膀
歌手不再歌唱因为她心里忧伤
写手不再写作因为他心情沉重
船儿停泊港湾因水手不在船上
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