Wow! The moon tonight is really big and round, and I cant help but think of a poem written by Li Bai: "When I was young, I didnt know the moon. I called it a white jade plate. I also suspected the Yaotai mirror, flying in the blue clouds. What a beautiful moon! Eat a moonca...
a jagged bolt of ligh a japanese tea ceremo a jazzy christmas a job as a reporter a jumping musical not a just city a k j c scanner a ka koa koutou ki te a ka mohio ratou ko i a key start a ki te torutoru nga a kihai ratou i mohio a kind of liquor a kind of scarf in...
angel square by brian angel stompy angel tan angel tea angel works angel zinc enriched y angels dream angels embrace angels eye angels praise angela au angela huei-hsien liu angela lew angela mccluskey angela ng angela oracle angela strassheim angelic chorus angelica dong quai ex angelica dahurica...
Setting foot on the African continent, the settlers aspired to turn the vast fertile land of Kenya into a "white man's paradise," racing horses and hunting on the rolling green hills and lush forests. They also established plantations of cash crops such as coffee and tea to process and sel...
I thought and thought and thought, For a perfect subject. To write my first poem, As a poet on Internet. I drank a cup of tea, Then two and then t
根据第一段Along with firewood,rice,oil,salt,sauce and vinegar,tea is considered one of the seven necessities for life in China.Now,it has also won global recognition as a shared cultural treasure of mankind.(茶和柴、米、油、盐、酱、醋一起被认为是中国生活的七大必需品之...
A Child's Christmas In Wales by Dylan Thomas - One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound except the d
“One of America’s best known poets, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882) contributed to the host of Christmas carols sung each Christmas season when he wrote the poem “Christmas Bells” on December 25, 1864. The original poem had seven stanzas but in 1872 John Baptiste Calkin took out ...
The epic storm that delayed our Christmas will be easily forgotten. There is a cold front lingering but I am numb to the nip of winter. We pack away large boxes of decorations and carry the balsam fir tree to the curb. It is still green, still thriving through it all. I pluck the ...
Write a Poem like Pouring TeaUsha Akella