
The potluck is fun. But, as expected, we had lots of leftovers due our greediness. ;p

The potluck is fun. But, as expected, we had lots of leftovers due our greediness. ;p

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky!
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Then the traveler in the dark,
Thanks you for your tiny spark,
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye,
Till the sun is in the sky.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
As your bright and tiny spark,
Lights the traveller in the dark,—
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
~ The Star by Jane Taylor, 1806
我不算是一个勇敢的人,但面对病痛时还蛮坚强的,唯独耳朵的疼痛实在是要命。从星期四午夜后,左耳朵就如针刺般的痛,就连止痛药业失去了功效。星期五没机会休息,工作一阵天,无奈地加重耳朵的负担。好不容易撑到晚上才有时间去看病。
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