美音虽然对哲说现在比较轻松,但那其实不完全是实话,因为或许还有很多比继承 “黑心居酒屋” 更轻松的路。这么多年来,她也不是白白在店里帮忙的,当然知道也有不轻松的地方。但美音的想法是,不管选择什么工作,都有开心的地方,也有心酸的部分。这两种滋味巧妙融合之后,又会有另一番风味。不,其实是融合之后才会产生出美味。…
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His Favorite Award of All
But his favorite award of all is one he didn't need to earn.
The Perfect Percival Priggs
Julie-Anne Graham
ISBN 978-0-7624-5506-5
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Sunday, July 29, 2018
Looking Over the Ocean
Is there night over the ocean?
Are there so many beautiful stars?
Is someone standing looking over the ocean . . .
just like I am doing now?
I wish I could go and see.
Over the Ocean
Taro Gomi
ISBN 978-1-4521-4515-0…
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Over the Ocean
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Taro Gomi
Saturday, July 28, 2018
应该是煮的方式有问题
美音说她想要胡萝卜的叶子时,八百源的老板说反正是要丢掉的东西,一毛钱也不跟她收就算了,还特地把最嫩、最漂亮的部分挑出来给她。无论要买什么蔬菜、水果,只要交给八百源,肯定没问题。…
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冷的关东煮
新藏和德老看着美音,想知道夏天不卖冷关东煮的理由。美音稍微想了一下,摇头说道:
“我们家的关东煮加了很多牛筋和鱼浆制品等等会产生油脂的材料对吧?如果要推出冷的关东煮,就必须处理油脂的问题。”…
Saturday, July 7, 2018
Mister Pip

Just as well he's had a good nap.
As dusk arrives, here comes Mister Pip.
Mister Pip
Thereza Rowe
ISBN 978-1-84976-382-0
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Mister Pip
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Thereza Rowe
A Dog Day
The park is there behind that fence, so why sit here? It makes no sense!
A Dog Day
Emily Rand
ISBN 978-1-84976-290-8
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A Dog Day
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Emily Rand
Sunday, July 1, 2018
My Snake Blake
"No way!" screeched my mom
"Yes way!" declared my dad, before adding: "This snake has the right to life, liferty, and the persuit of happiness."
"Says who?" asked mom.
"Declaration of Independence, second paragraph," said my dad,…
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My Snake Blake
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Randy Siegel
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Serge Bloch
Saturday, June 30, 2018
I Wish You More
I wish you more tippy-toes than deep.
I wish you more can than knot.
I wish you more snowflakes than tougue.
I wish you more umbrella than rain.
I Wish You More
Amy Krouse Rosenthal & Tom Lichtenheld
ISBN…
Sunday, June 24, 2018
The North Star
Although he was following the well-worn path, he had a growing feeling that he was lost.
The crickets fell silent as the bird asked, "But where do you want to be going?"
"I'm not sure," said the boy as he looked around at the…
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Peter H. Reynolds
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The North Star
Sky Color
In the morning. Marisol stood waiting for the bus in the rain.
The sky was not blue.
She smiled.
Sky Color
Peter H. Reynolds
ISBN 978-0-7636-2345-6
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Peter H. Reynolds
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Sky Color
Whaley Whale
Where is Whaley Whale?
Whaley Whale
Chris Raschka
ISBN 978-1-4197-1058-2
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Chris Raschka
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Whaley Whale
Monday, June 18, 2018
There’s No One Making Sure Everyone Gets A Fair Share
Weezie sits expectantly, hungrily, in front of Trent and I forget again if dogs do or don’t eat pizza.
“I don’t know what I’ll do when it’s Weezie’s time,” Trent says. I know he says this because he’s experiencing some of my pain, coupling…
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Lily and the Octopus
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Steven Rowley
Sunday, June 17, 2018
I Stopped Really Living
At the end of the first episode, when quarterback Jason Street goes down, Coach Taylor gives the first of his trademark speeches. Something about life being so very fragile. Something about us all being vulnerable. Something about how, at some…
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Lily and the Octopus
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Steven Rowley
Saturday, June 16, 2018
What if this is the Day?
Jenny and I once talked about how we manage to live despite the knowledge that we are all going to die. What's the point of it all? Why bother getting up in the morning when faced with such futility? Or is it the promise of death that inspires…
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Lily and the Octopus
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Steven Rowley
Sunday, June 10, 2018
As Part-Exchange for Ginger Ale
... ...
The fish then sold you to a whale (as part-exchange for ginger ale).
The whale took off for the Northern Pole with you atop his great blowhole, and when he finally got you there, he plopped you with a polar bear ...
...…
Some Things are Unforgivable
Some things are unforgivable. My problem is the opposite of mankind's: not having gone into battle often enough, not having waged enough war. I've always shied from confrontation, more often than not backing down from a fight. Quarreling has…
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Lily and the Octopus
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Steven Rowley
Sunday, June 3, 2018
My Husband's Death Song
The brothers, amazed at how easily they had killed the giant bear, hurried up to their sister. "Don't cry now! We have saved you!"
But she didn't stop weeping. The brothers were bewildered until their sister's children emerged from the cave.…
Sunday, May 27, 2018
When the Girl Spotted A Calf ... ...
Moments later, the bay was filled with black dorsal fins cutting through the water. When the girl spotted a calf swimming between its mother and an old bull, a fierce cry of joy escaped her.
And right away, she flew up the hill to tell her mother.…
He Loved These Woods
Other times he walked in the nearby woods watched over by the jagged peaks of the coastal range. He loved these woods. He had worked in them his whole life, and they had been his playground as a child long, long ago.
He knew each tree, each…
Sunday, May 20, 2018
人生的箱子
在我人生的箱子里,装满了我能够记起和想象的全部东西。即使没有给任何人看过,即使没有对任何人说过,即使我死了,而那个曾经拥有过的箱子会留下来的。在宇宙中,那个箱子漂浮着,箱子盖上写着《雏菊人生》。…
Saturday, May 19, 2018
那些能够给彼此带来力量和支撑的回忆
“其实,我觉得无论是生还是死,与之相比,更重要的是尊严。不是吗?有时活着未必就好,而死也未必就一定是件悲惨的事。那些能够给彼此带来力量和支撑的回忆,并不是只有活着才能留下的。”…
Sunday, May 13, 2018
所谓生活,其实就是使用东西
把家具和行李放好后,房间好像一下子变得陈旧而没有特色了。我突然又想让它变回原来空旷宽敞的样子,甚至真想把行李家具再搬回姨夫家。可是没有杯子就没法喝茶,没有毛巾就无法洗澡。我发现,所谓生活,其实就是使用东西。…
Saturday, May 12, 2018
优雅从容地用自己的生命彰示时间的推移
在我房间的窗台上,放着一盆妈妈精心养育的酒瓶兰,有一天,我突然发现酒瓶兰的叶子有些发黄干枯,随便接了些水倒在花盆里,花盆里顷刻响起了泥土吸收水分时发出的”咕噜咕噜“的响声。不知怎么,我在那一刻一下子陷入了妈妈去世后最最黑暗的境地,我悲痛地无法自拔,一下子扑倒在床上,号啕大哭。…
Sunday, May 6, 2018
所有的人都在经历和我一样的遭遇
我多么想触摸妈妈的躯体,即使浑身是血也没关系,即使是那恐怖的场面也没关系,我想见到我的妈妈。但是都逝去了,等在前面的只有新的生活。虽然内心对那种生活没有一点儿期待和向往,但是时光的流逝推着我不得不前行。…
Saturday, May 5, 2018
不会再麻木和封闭自己
年幼的我更加万万没有想到的是,妈妈的死完全改变了我的人生。内心深处的某个角落,始终无法接受这个现实,对于另一种人生,我依然在梦想着,等待着,甚至演绎着。一直幻想着,也许某一天当我睁开眼睛,妈妈又回到了我的生活中。妈妈的死对我来说是那样的突然,那样冷酷,那样令人措手不及。…
于是就选择了这样的生活
十年来,我和这样那样的人一起合住,是因为我一直觉得,不管是工作还是所谓的家人,如果就这样一成不变地在这个圈子里生活下去的话,大概一辈子都不会有什么改变,至少我想通过这样的途径——不断改变住的地方来,来了解我自己。想离开家却又没有钱,于是就选择了这样的生活。…
Saturday, April 28, 2018
记忆总是被一种独特的光温暖着
常常在夜里,两个人说笑着走在回家的路上。当时并不觉得怎样,而今回想起来却觉得很开心。然而,那样的日子终于还是结束了,当分别来临的时候,想起来的好像都是些快乐的事情。记忆总是被一种独特的光温暖着。我想,当我走向另一个世界的时候,能够带去的,不是我的肉体,也不是我的存款,而是这些温暖的回忆吧。如果能够拥有数百个这样的记忆,及时属于我的那个世界消失了也没什么。曾经在各种各样的地方生活过,有各种各样记忆的珠玉,只有我才能把这些记忆的珠玉串联起来,做成一条只属于我自己的项链。…
他从本质上真的就是一个好人
有意思的是,在那之前,我对他的人格从来没有过任何兴趣,然而那天看到他那副痛苦为难实在无法开口的样子,不知怎么,竟有点儿喜欢上他了。过去,我见过当有的老客户以味道不好为由,要中止和他们店的合同时,他据理力争的样子。现在他这副为难的样子让我知道,这件事,对他来说真的是一个意外,是他的人生观中绝对无法允许自己这样去做的一个意外。每个人虽然都有这样或那样的缺点,然而,看到眼前他那为难的样子,我一下子明白了,当初他收留我的目的,既不是我这个人本身,也不是什么窗式冷气空调,而是,他从本质上真的就是一个好人。…
这种恃宠撒娇的欲念
那时我还是个孩子,而且是寄人篱下。在姨妈姨夫不在家的时候,我克制着不让自己使用家里的电话。因为我知道,如果在一件事上放任自己的话,那么这种恃宠撒娇的欲念就会冲破身体,不断释放出来,在被其吞噬的同时,我也会失去自己全部珍而重之的东西。那时,虽然我还小,但已经懂得这个道理。…
大概就属于这样的情形吧
常常有这样的时候,无论多么不可思议的事,一旦融入过于平淡的日常生活,也会觉得无足轻重,甚至懒得去多想。比如,一边看电视,一边随意地用扑克牌算卦,几次总是出现同一张牌;或者散步的时候,接连三次看到破碎的镜子。大概就属于这样的情形吧。…
Sunday, April 22, 2018
Rabbits Don't Climb Trees
Robin picked up the "climb tree" card and put it at the top of the scale.
"It's fun to climb trees, but I don't want to do it all alone. Do you want to climb with me?" asked Robin.
The rabbit looked scared and replied, "Ooh... you…
My name is Semer
My name is Semer and I'm a silent child
True! I avoid loud voices.
I feel my way by touching objects.
It's true that I want things to happen again and again.
And I like to learn new things through pictures.
... ...
Momma's Song,…
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Basma El Khatiri
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Momma's Song
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Sabah Kala
Momma's Song
Now I feel clean and ready to go!
But I'm hungry and I hear
momma singing:
"Breakfast time. Come on! Come on my brave child!"
Momma's Song, P18
Basma El Khatiri, illustrated by Sabah Kala
ISBN 978-1-4777-5694-2
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Basma El Khatiri
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Momma's Song
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Sabah Kala
Saturday, April 21, 2018
The Elephantom
... ...
He keeps me awakes at night ...
... and gets me into trouble,
"It's spinach sandwiches for you, young lady, until you stop hogging all the peanut butter."
... ...
The Elephantom
Ross Collins
ISBN 978-0-7636-7591-2…
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Ross Collins
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The Elephantom
Old Blanket
When I was at home, I wrapped myself in a blanket of my own words and sounds. I called it my old blanket.
My blanket was warm. It was soft. It covered me all over. It made me feel safe. Sometimes I didn't want to go out. I wanted to stay…
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Freya Blackwood
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Irena Kobald
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My Two Blankets
Sunday, April 15, 2018
They were Beautiful
Flying at over one mile per hour, they finally broke through a blackberry bush and came into a clearing. The ground was covered in ferns and long grass. Trees grew beside a huge pond, and the water was still and reflected the moon.
They…
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Griffin Ondaatje
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The Mosquito Brothers
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