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老鼠市長最後讓誰娶了女兒呢？聽完故事你就知道啦！
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老鼠娶新娘 | 老鼠娶新娘

"The ultimate truth of who you are is not I am this or I am that, but I Am."

A 30-day positive affirmation journey with Rose

Day 18

Halo semua!
Hari ini aku tiba-tiba terpikir tentang sesuatu yang… sederhana banget.
Selembar kertas.
Kayaknya, sekarang kita sudah jarang banget ya, nulis sesuatu di atas kertas. 

Mau nulis catatan? Buka HP
Mau kirim pesan? Ya ketik aja. 
Sampai aku sendiri kadang lupa… tulisan tanganku tuh kayak apa, ya? 

Padahal dulu, kertas itu teman sehari-hariku.
Mulai dari catatan pelajaran, nulis curhatan rahasia,
sampai main kirim-kirim pesan ke teman waktu pelajaran.

Lucunya, waktu aku nemu catatan lama… aku jadi bingung sendiri.
Ini tulisan siapa? Kenapa bisa sejelek ini, hahaha…
Atau... kapan pernah nulis kayak gini, ya? 

Aku ingat, waktu kuliah, aku pernah nulis nama orang yang aku suka di halaman belakang buku…
eh, bukunya dipinjam sama temanku…ketahuan deh!!! malu banget!!

Sekarang, aku kadang rindu… bukan cuma sama masa itu, 
tapi juga sama versi diriku yang suka nulis hal-hal kecil.

Aku yang nggak takut nulis tangan meski jelek.
Aku yang berani ekspresi perasaan pakai selembar kertas.

Kalau kamu, kapan terakhir kali nulis tangan? 
Masih inget nggak tulisanmu kayak apa?
Atau mungkin… kamu punya satu kertas yang masih kamu simpan sampai sekarang? 

Selembar kertas mungkin ringan. 
Tapi kadang, dia bisa simpan perasaan yang berat.
Atau sebaliknya, dia bisa buat kita tertawa ringan…

Terima kasih sudah dengarkan cerita kecil ini.
Sampai ketemu lagi di cerita-cerita ringan berikutnya ya!

Akhir minggu

Selembar kertas, seribu kenangan

课文八   《雨点儿》

数不清的雨点儿，从云彩里飘落下来。
半空中，大雨点儿问小雨点儿：“你要到哪里去？”
小雨点儿回答：“我要去有花有草的地方。你呢？”
大雨点儿说：“我要去没有花没有草的地方。”
不久，有花有草的地方，花更红了，草更绿了。
没有花没有草的地方，长出了红的花，绿的草。
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数   shǔ  to count    彩 cǎi   variegated colour   半  bàn  half    空kōng  sky      问 wèn to ask    到  dào 
 arrive; reach  地方fāng    place;     没有  méi yǒu without     更 gèng    more   绿    lǜ green    出  chū  come out    长zhǎng  grow;


Iris读课本—— Original Chinese Textbook Reading（first to third grade）

课文八：雨点儿  Raindrops

The Taj Mahal
The Taj Mahal (pronounced /ˌtɑːdʒ mə'hɑːl/) is a famous mausoleum next to the river Yamuna in the Indian city of Agra. A mausoleum is a building where people bury the dead. The name Taj Mahal means 'the crown of palaces'.

1. 
The most famous part of the Taj Mahal is the large white dome in the centre. It is 35 metres high and is surrounded by four smaller domes. The rooms inside the building are decorated with beautiful archways and precious stones in the walls. The buildings are surrounded by gardens with pathways, pools, fountains and green gardens.

2.
The construction of the Taj Mahal began in 1632 and finished in 1653. It was built with materials from all over India and Asia, but the main material is white marble. Historians believe that the materials were transported by over 1,000 elephants for the construction.

3.
The emperor Shah Jahan built the Taj Mahal as a burial place for his wife, Mumtaz Mahal. According to legend, he wanted to build another Taj Mahal in black on the other side of the river, but this never happened. During the Indian Rebellion of 1857, many parts of the Taj Mahal were damaged by British soldiers, who took some of the precious stones from its walls. Over the years, the Taj Mahal has suffered from environmental damage, and there have been many government attempts to conserve its beauty.

4.
The Taj Mahal is one of India's most famous landmarks. There are millions of visitors to the mausoleum every year. The Taj Mahal is almost always included in lists of famous buildings to visit and is considered one of the New Seven Wonders of the World. It is also a UNESCO World Heritage Site.

The Habits of Highly Effective English Communicators

Daily Reading & Comprehension. Taj Mahal

Namasté !
In this podcast I am talking about a friend. Here below are few words that will help you understand the text.

*saathi = friend
*Pokhara = name of a city 
*pariwaar = family
*tara = but
*fursad = free time
*bajaaunu = to play (instrument)
*git = song
*gaaunu = to sing
*bhaashaa = language
*pani = also

Learn Nepali with Rijendra

méro saathi

Giant Dreams Midget Abilities by David Sedaris read by Teacher Alyse
Read and follow along. Send me a message for your free pdf copy of this story. 

"WHEN YOU'RE PLAYING YOUR GUITAR, MAKE BELIEVE YOU'RE PLAYING AN ACTUAL WOMAN," MISTER MANCINI TOLD ME. "GRAB HER BY THE NECK AND MAKE HER HOLLER."

My father loves jazz and has an extensive collection of records and reel-to-reel tapes he used to enjoy after returning home from work. He might have entered the house in a foul mood, but once he had his Dexter Gordon and a vodka martini, the stress melted away and everything was "Beautiful, baby, just beautiful." The instant the needle hit that record, he'd loosen his tie and become something other than the conservative engineer with a pocketful of IBM pencils embossed with the command think.

"Man, oh man, will you get a load of the chops on this guy? I saw him once at the Blue Note, and I mean to tell you that he blew me right out of my chair! A talent like that comes along only once in a lifetime. The guy was an absolute comet, and there I was in the front row. Can you imagine that?"

"Gee," I'd say. "I bet that was really interesting."

Empathy was the wrong tack, as it seemed only to irritate him.

"You don't know the half of it," my father would say. " 'Really interesting' my butt. You haven't got a clue. You could have taken a hatchet and cut the man's lips right off his face, chopped them off at the quick, and he still would have played better than anyone else out there. That's how good he was."

Because it was the music we'd grown up with, I liked to think that my sisters and I had a genuine appreciation for jazz. We preferred it over the music our friends were listening to, yet nothing we did or said could convince him of our devotion. Aside from replaying the tune on your own instrument, how could you prove you were really listening? It was as if he expected us to change color at the end of each selection.

Squirrel Seeks Chipmunk and other stories from David Sedaris ( Adult 18+) 

Giant Dreams Midget Abilities

In questo primo episodio vi leggo una delle mie poesie preferite, intitolata "Ho sceso, dandoti il braccio, almeno un milione di scale". L'autore della poesia è Eugenio Montale (1896-1981).
L'argomento trattato in questa poesia è l'amore provato da Montale per sua moglie, scomparsa da poco. L'amore si mischia al dolore e al malinconico ricordo di quella che è stata la loro vita quotidiana.

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Ho sceso, dandoti il braccio, almeno un milione di scale

Fill	窴	tián
Find	寻找	xúnzhǎo
Fire(d); eg as in to terminate one’s employment	解雇	jiěgù
Fish	钓鱼	diàoyú
Fix	修复	wéixiū
