Happy April!

March has passed by so fast. It was one of the most amazing months in the last couple of years, because it set many records, like 26 days of rain, record lows and highs for any month. April seems like a good month to go out and play; there has only been 2 days of rain so far. 2 days/7 days = .2857014% of rain so far. Well, happy April and congratulations for all the contributors to this site to make all this possible.
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谢立盈

On April fool’s day 2006 there was a disaster. At about 7 o’clock, when we were in Barnes and Noble, Emily started crying and crying and crying and crying. She said that her ear hurt really badly. Wahh! Wahh! She was crying like a crazy duck with its tail in a high-speed blender! Then another terrible thing happened. She threw up! The barf was stinky and it got all over her clothes. P.U! We kept on telling her that she had to lean to the ear that hurt but she wouldn’t. My parents concluded that she had an ear infection. When we came home, dad looked in the yellow pages and called The Night Owl Pediatrics while mom went upstairs to change Emily’s clothes. We had had a ten-minute ride and went there at about 8:30. We waited for the staff to call us to the doctor’s office. There was a Spike Ball that grew when you picked it up. A redheaded staff called us to the office. We waited for the doctor and he finally came in. He was old and wavy haired. He had an orange shirt and glasses. He examined Emily’s ear with something like a funnel with a light and lens. Then he told a staff to give her 2 different types of medicine. The medicine was pink and Emily sucked it quite easily through a tube. Then the wavy haired doctor gave Emily and me red, white, and blue Popsicles. After he gave us the Popsicles, we got to choose a toy from the toy chest. Emily got a baton and I got a “Helicopter Shooter.” On our way home, Emily waved and swung her baton and called it a magic wand. Because she ate her sweaters, mom told her that her ear hurt because she ate her sweaters. Now she doesn’t eat sweaters anymore. Today was both good and bad!

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Moon and Stars

Once there was a man who was scared of the dark. Every night he would be shivering with frightness. This time there were no lights, nor even the moon and stars. One day he went to a very tall moutain and asked the darkness, “Where are your lights?” The darkness answered,” All behind my back”. The man got and idea.He poked his finger in the sky and there was a tiny hole of light. He liked it and he put the holes all over the night sky. Then he went to the tippy-top of the mountain and , using his stick, made a giant hole. These were the moon and the stars.

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Gold in the chimney

There were two orphan girls and their parents, well, none knew. They liked exploring when one day, they found an evil witch’s house. The witch offered to keep them, and the girls were gullable. One girl was away at that time, so the first girl stayed in by herself. “Do any thing you want,” The witch had said, ” But DON’T LOOK UP THE CHIMNEY!”The girls were naughty also, so she looked up the chimney. “WOW!” she shouted, because there was a 59,810-ton bag of gold coins. she ran off to find her sister, when she came upon a magical horse. “Mmmoooollllkkkkkkkkkkmmmmmeeeeeee, liiiiiititttttttllllleeee giiggiirrll. IIIIIIIIIIIII hhhhhhhaaaafvvvveeennnnt bbbeeeeeeeennnnnmmmmmiiiillkkkeeddddd innnnnnn 01111294 yyeeearrsss” “I havn’t time!” the girl answered. Then she met a horse. “r-r-i-i-i-i-i–i-d—dd-d-d-de-e-e-e-e-e- -m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-me-e-e-e-ee—ee l-l-l-li–i-i-it-t-t-tl-l–l-le g-g-g-gg-g-g-g-g-g-g-gi-i-i-i-i–r-r-r-r-r-r-l-l-l–l-l-l!IIIIIIIIIIIII hhhhhhhaaaafvvvveeennnnt bbbeeeeeeeennnnnroooooodddeee innnnnnn 01111294 yyeeearrsss” “I havn’t time!” She answered. Then, she met a mill. “TUUUURRRRNNNNN MEEEEEEE, l-l-l-li–i-i-it-t-t-tl-l–l-le g-g-g-gg-g-g-g-g-g-g-gi-i-i-i-i–r-r-r-r-r-r-l-l-l–l-l-l!IIIIIIIIIIIII hhhhhhhaaaafvvvveeennnnt bbbeeeeeeeennnnn tttttuuuuuuurrrnnneeedddd innnnnnn 01111294 yyeeearrsss” “I havn’t time!” She answered. The witch saw her and turned her into stone. After that, she took the gold . The other girl came, and”Do any thing you want,” The witch had said, ” But DON’T LOOK UP THE CHIMNEY!” She loooked up and there was the gold. She also wanted to save her sister, so she came to search. She milked the cow, rode the horse and was just about to turn the mill when the witch saw her. she was so mad that she made a thundercloud and when it was just above her, she was about to turn the second girl into stone but she said the spell to early and turned the cumulonimbus into stone. It crashed on the witch’s head and instantly killed her. The second girl carried the stone girl and took her to a good wizard. He turnd the stone into a girl and agreed to live with the girls.

THE END

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Poems about reading

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Every time I read a book
a joyous world comes out.
Every time I read a book
it makes me want to shout!
Every time I read a book
fairy tale or fiction.
Every time I read a book
my brain takes a vacation!
–David Xie, 谢大维
#2

Hello Mr. Book,
Let me take a look,
Inside your great pages.

Hello Mr. Page,
If you talk about wage,
You might be financial!
–David Xie, 谢大维

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Facts about Kordrav

Full name : Kordrav Kordav Korav
Secret Identity : ********(it’s secret!)
Species : Kordranosteen Dvajon

Magic attacks : Superelectrical Disk, Freeze Ray, Protoplasm, Superspeed, and Hexagonalate.

Size : Head to tip of tail 658 Dm (dragish meters) or 1316 Mm ( markae meters),
Wing Span 89Dm 178 Mm,
Big toe 5Dm 10 Mm,
Toe 3Dm 6 Mm,
Leg 70Dm 140 Mm,
Thumb 7Dm 14 Mm,
Finger 8Dm 16 Mm,
Arm 60 Dm 120 Mm.

Age : 2,001 Years old
Birthdate : 5 A.D.

Pet : 1 Turquoniese Water Rattler, 3 Poranosic Daraganas, and 90 Filenusoisene Kamarosouts.

Favourite color : Turquoise
Favourite food : Roasted, then dragish-style fried potoes with mashed carrots. :) YUM!

Mother : Jnyerfrisz Csiolindalsever
Father : Klordiaestoon Korav

Veicle : Sky blue watlanair car with advanced temperature control and Heat-Coldness resistant engine.
Highest speed : 70195 mps

Special Items : Languifier 3000 ( translates languages, including imaginary ones)
and the newest, got in year 2006, the sound remover ( removes all sounds coming towards your ears)

Languages known : 中文, Russian, English, Drounguishian, Dragish, and Markaenian

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Jabberwocky

‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

“Beware the Jabberock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”

He took his vorpal blade in hand;
Long time the manxome foe he sought-
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood a while in thought

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh, Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.

‘Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogroves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

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The Quangle Wangle Quee

On the top of the Crumpetty Tree
The Quangle Wangle sat,
But his face you could not see,
On account of his Beaver Hat.
For his Hat was a hundred and two feet wide,
With ribbons and bibbons on every side,
And bells, and buttons, and loops, and lace,
So that nobody ever could see the face
Of the Quangle Wangle Quee.

The Quangle Wangle said
To himself on the Crumpetty Tree, -
‘Jam; and jelly; and bread;
Are the best food for me!
But the longer I live on the Crumpetty Tree
The plainer than ever it seems to me
That very few people come this way,
And that life on the whole is far from gay!’
Said the Quangle Wangle Quee.

But there came to the Crumpetty Tree,
Mr and Mrs Canary;
And they said, - ‘Did you ever see
Any spot so charmingly airy?
May we build a nest on your lovely Hat?
Mr Quangle Wangle, grant us that!
O please let us come and build a nest
Of whatever material suits you best,
Mr Quangle Wangle Quee!’
And besides, to the Crumpetty Tree
Came the Stork, the Duck, and the Owl;
The Snail, and the Bumble-Bee,
The Frog, and the Fimble Fowl;
(The Fimble Fowl, with a Corkscrew leg;)
And all of them said, - ‘We humbly beg
We may build our homes on your lovely Hat, -
Mr Quangle Wangle, grant us that!
Mr Quangle Wangle Quee!’

And the Golden Grouse came there,
And the Pobble who has no toes, -
And the small Olympian bear, -
And the Dong with a luminous Nose.
And the Blue Baboon, who played the Flute, -
And the Orient Calf from the Land of Tute, -
And the Attery Squash, and the Bisky Bat, -
All came and built on the lovely Hat
Of the Quangle Wangle Quee.

And the Quangle Wangle said
To himself on the Crumpetty Tree, -
‘When all these creatures move
What a wonderful noise there’ll be!’
And at night by the light of the Mulberry moon
They danced to the Flute of the Blue Baboon,
On the broad green leaves of the Crumpetty Tree,
And all were as happy as happy could be,
With the Quangle Wangle Quee.

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The Pied Piper of Hamelin

Hamelin Town’s in Brunswick,
By famous Hanover city;
The river Weser, Deep and wide,
Washes its walls on the southern side;
A pleasanter spot you never spied:
But, when begins my ditty,
Almost 500 years ago,
To see the townsfolk suffer so,
From vermin, Was a pity.

RATS!!
They fought the dogs and killed the cats,
And bit the babies in their cradles,
And ate the cheeses out of dthe vats,
And liked the soup from the
Cooks’ own ladles,

Split open the kegs of salted sprats,
Made nests inside mens’ sunday hats,
And even spoiled the womens’ chats,
By drowning their speaking
With shreiking and squeaking
In 50 different shaps and flats.

At last the people in a body
To the Town Hall came
Flocking
“‘Tis clear”cried they
“our mayor’s a noddy;
And us for our Corporation-
Shocking.”

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花年 A Flowering Year

近来关于花的话题越来越多,影影绰绰的想象和暗喻.说的念的都是花,仿佛闻的见花蜜渗流出来.说:“honey that slides”.然而从这个阳台要看见花是很稀罕的事.黑鸦鸦延绵的瓦屋拉到很远的地方,天气还不到很潮湿的时候,只有檐缝里站起几根新草来.自个儿看似顽强的绿着.但压迫他们的冬天已然是过去颇远了,大概花也在来的路上了吧.这里是北方,不是南国,很多时候只有"亭亭白桦,幽幽碧空”.

所幸的是春天已经不远,这几天阳光都特别地烘暖,风里送来遣锩的暗示,让人遐想如果阳台下边这一大片黑瓦变成盖满花的野地,花的烂漫颜色岂不会像浪一样涌进阳台到屋子里,那恐怕可以叫蜜屋了吧,就算"家徒四壁"也可以"篷筚生辉"了.即使没有亲见,眼里也开满了花.简直是"满眼流丽的微斜,忘却一瞬的凋谢.”想象那样一个安逸清谧的早晨,同样的国土上,街上对面走过来的人对你微笑说早安,心里很静也很快乐.没有真花也可以,一句顶上万紫千红.
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走在嫩蕊里,走在天上,而花香顺流下来.这个花的一年!

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