When the dough has formed, dust your working surface with

h flour and dust your hands again. Transfer the mixture over and continue to knead it until its surface becomes smo

oth, this should take about 10 minutes. Let it rest. After about 4-5 hours, kneed it again. You’re ready to go!

How to roll the perfect dumpling wrapper?

Take the dough and roll it out into a long sausage shape. Using a knife, cut it into simi

lar sized pieces, roughly about 2 inches in length. Press each one into a rough circle.

The trick is never to let go of the wrapper while your rolling. It feels counter-int

uitive, but hold onto the top of the wrapper, use the rolling pin in an upward mot

ion towards the center. Move the dough around and keep rolling until you have a thin, circular wrapper.

Alternatively, you can pick pre-rolled wrappers from your local shop or Chinese supermarket.

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Husband and wife stopped quarrel metro shieldin

(the original title: couples argue block metro shielding door closed, metro line 2 train delays 2 minutes 23 seconds)

Changjiang daily financial media on 27 January A young couple because of fa

mily dispute, take the subway when still quarreling, pulling each other, two block was about to shut down the subway train s

tation platform screen door, affect the normal operation of the train, causing delays 2 minutes 23 seconds.26 January 22

, the couple is wuhan railway police administrative detention in accordance with the law.

The picture shows the scene video capture

Who lives in the east lake new technology development zone, xiong, and her h

usband Mr Yan by arguing family disputes.On January 26th, after the couple quarrel with each other in the h

ome, his wife xiong, away from home, about 11 am, xiong, came to metro line 2 lo

ng valley station by subway to port road, her husband Mr Yan followed by subway train.

Ms for this behavior, bear some dis

satisfaction.When the vehicle to zhongshan park station, xiong, suddenly out

of the car.Husband Mr Yan to see his wife after you get off suddenly, oneself also followed under the car.

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I hear people at the fishing-town stumble aboard the ferry

 

Li Qi

ON HEARING AN WANSHAN PLAY THE REED-PIPE

Bamboo from the southern hills was used to make this pipe.

And its music, that was introduced from Persia first of all,

Has taken on new magic through later use in China.

And now the Tartar from Liangzhou, blowing it for me,

Drawing a sigh from whosoever hears it,

Is bringing to a wanderer’s eyes homesick tears….

Many like to listen; but few understand.

To and fro at will there’s a long wind flying,

Dry mulberry-trees, old cypresses, trembling in its chill.

There are nine baby phoenixes, outcrying one another;

A dragon and a tiger spring up at the same moment;

Then in a hundred waterfalls ten thousand songs of autumn

Are suddenly changing to The Yuyang Lament;

And when yellow clouds grow thin and the white sun darkens,

They are changing still again to Spring in the Willow Trees.

Like Imperial Garden flowers, brightening the eye with beauty,

Are the high-hall candles we have lighted this cold night,

And with every cup of wine goes another round of music.


Meng Haoran

RETURNING AT NIGHT TO LUMEN MOUNTAIN

 

A bell in the mountain-temple sounds the coming of night.

I hear people at the fishing-town stumble aboard the ferry,

While others follow the sand-bank to their homes along the river.

…I also take a boat and am bound for Lumen Mountain —

And soon the Lumen moonlight is piercing misty trees.

I have come, before I know it, upon an ancient hermitage,

The thatch door, the piney path, the solitude, the quiet,

Where a hermit lives and moves, never needing a companion.


Li Bai

A SONG OF LU MOUNTAIN TO CENSOR LU XUZHOU

I am the madman of the Chu country

Who sang a mad song disputing Confucius.

…Holding in my hand a staff of green jade,

I have crossed, since morning at the Yellow Crane Terrace,

All five Holy Mountains, without a thought of distance,

According to the one constant habit of my life.

Lu Mountain stands beside the Southern Dipper

In clouds reaching silken like a nine-panelled screen,

With its shadows in a crystal lake deepening the green water.

The Golden Gate opens into two mountain-ranges.

A silver stream is hanging down to three stone bridges

Within sight of the mighty Tripod Falls.

Ledges of cliff and winding trails lead to blue sky

And a flush of cloud in the morning sun,

Whence no flight of birds could be blown into Wu.

…I climb to the top. I survey the whole world.

I see the long river that runs beyond return,

Yellow clouds that winds have driven hundreds of miles

And a snow-peak whitely circled by the swirl of a ninefold stream.

And so I am singing a song of Lu Mountain,

A song that is born of the breath of Lu Mountain.

…Where the Stone Mirror makes the heart’s purity purer

And green moss has buried the footsteps of Xie,

I have eaten the immortal pellet and, rid of the world’s troubles,

Before the lute’s third playing have achieved my element.

Far away I watch the angels riding coloured clouds

Toward heaven’s Jade City, with hibiscus in their hands.

And so, when I have traversed the nine sections of the world,

I will follow Saint Luao up the Great Purit