8天长假过去了，想必大家都觉得意犹未尽吧，真的要说：放假真好。这八天里，除了逛逛街，到外面享受点美食，三个人还自驾游，来了个一天的短途游。好在我没有加入流动大军，没有上高速啊，没有挤风景名胜。看到电视上报道高速公路的拥堵，据说很多被堵的人干脆下车还居然打羽毛球了。最让人心慌的是看到电视里播放旅游景点里到处是黑压压的人，最可怕的是凡是游客经过的地方到处是满地的垃圾，报道说环卫工人怎么加班加点卖命般地清理垃圾，天安门广场上一天就能清理出 5公斤的口香糖，清理工们居然还发明了新式武器如何清理粘在地上的口香糖。这简直是仍垃圾节啊！所以，我们就不凑热闹了。找个小景点，相对清静点的地方，划划船，看看风景，就很知足了啊。

    长假8天，除了花几分钟时间来回答一下我博客访客的问题，其余时间都是不上网，一篇博文也不写。我家好男儿Vincent比我勤快多了，老师让他们国庆节写2篇日记，他倒很有兴致地写了5篇，还照例去图书馆借书看书，早上吃好早饭仍旧自学英语。看来习惯养成了，就不用大人怎么干预了。放假那几天，叫他洗碗都答应地很爽快，我说，那么以后每个礼拜就洗一次碗吧，他说那么周六早饭后的碗筷就由他来洗。不错不错！看来小孩子就是要多使唤，那才觉得他们的好啊！这不，外出还帮忙导航，回来还帮忙洗车呢！

    长假里，总会和家人在一起聚餐热闹热闹。好多时候，我们都在外面吃了。不管你是在家还是在外面吃，长假里人都会变得慵懒，有时会睡懒觉，熬夜，多吃点零食什么的，所以8天后，要上班了，很多人会觉得不适，一下子还没缓过来，所以长假结束后，我们就多做几盘清新的小炒，调整肠胃，以最佳状态投入到工作和生活中去啊！

原料:黄秋葵  鸡蛋

调料：食用油  盐  生抽  香油

做法：

1.碗里打入两个鸡蛋，加一点盐后打均匀；

2.热锅到冒烟，加入食用油，再烧30秒，下鸡蛋液；

3.让蛋液向四周均匀扩散，翻身，铲成小块后出锅备用；

4.黄秋葵清洗干净后切成小段；

5.继续把锅子烧热，再加一点点油，下黄秋葵翻炒几下；

6.边炒边慢慢加完半碗左右的水；

7.加入盐和生抽调味；

8.淋上香油即可出锅了。

友情提醒：

1.炒很多蔬菜的时候，记得用点水的办法来炒，成品会更加水润多汁，否则真的成了干巴巴的“干煸”菜，其实及时干煸蔬菜，点些水，才会更入味更好吃；

2.炒这道菜，用点水法，就是边大火炒边慢慢加水，加了有半碗左右，那是因为黄秋葵在预热会分泌大量的粘液，如果不加水，粘液会焦糊了，这就是为什么要不断点水的原因；

3.除了加一点盐，我加了一点生抽，那样成品会更加鲜美。
       
       

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集美貌与智慧于一身的人不计其数、富裕之人随处可见、名望之人也不在少数。但是内心平静——是上帝对他的眷顾者的恩赐，是对他的偏爱者的最荣耀的奖赏，他从不慷慨给予。绝大多数人无缘此殊荣；另外的等待了一辈子——直到鬓发斑白，终于如愿以偿。

    Joshua Loth Liebman "On my head pour only the sweet waters of serenity. Give me the gift of the Untroubled Mind."

    Once, as a yongy man full of exuberant fancy, I undertollk to draw up a catalogue of the acknowledged "goods" of life. As other men sometimes tabulate lists of properties they own or would like to own, I set down my inventory of earthly desirables: health, love, beauty, talent, power,riches,and fame.

    When my inventory was completed I proudly showed it to a wise elder who had been the mentor and spiritual model of my youth. Perhaps I was trying to impress him with my precocious wisdom. Anywany, I handed him the list. "This", I told him confidently, "is the sum of mortal goods. Could a man possess them all, he would be as a god."

    At the corners of my friend's old eyes, I saw wrinkles of amusement gathering in a patient net. "An excellent list," he said, pondering it thoughtfully, "well digested in contented and set down in not-unresonable order. But it appears, my young friend, that you have omitted the most important element of all. You have forgotten the one ingredient, lacking with each possession becomes a hideous torment."

    "And what." I asked, peppering my voice with truculence, "is that missing ingredient?"

    "What a pencil stub he crossed out my entire schedule. Then, haveing demolished my adolscent dream structure at a single stroke, he wrote down three syllables: peace of mind. “This is the gift that God reserves for His special Proteges." he said.

    "Talent and beauty He gives to many. Wealth is commonplace, fame not rare. But peace of mind - that is His final guerdon of approval, the fondest insignia of His love, He bestows it charily. Most men are never blessed with it; others wait all their lives- yes, far into advanced age - for this gift to descend upon them."