Canon 19

It is summer once again,

the weather is rather hot insane.

It is summer day with tame,

nothing much has changed.

Rain and rain,

the fire sparks with glare,

as the summer that was planned

by you and me, we dance.

I started the song,

dance and sing along.

Full of passion,

full with hope.

I stand in the corner with ease to cope,

mindlessly, I started to bleed.

Oh, I afraid I couldn't fall asleep,

Oh! Where is my summer gift?

Pardon me, missing you is kind of stiff.

Summer makes me count,

the day you make me smile.

Summer makes me shout,

the kiss that was mild.

The mid-summer kissed wind,

as the gift I ever seen,

what is bliss and what is grief?

You are my only summer gift.

Canon 18

Oh my little blossom,

Oh! my dear!
your blue and tears
have touch my ears.

Oh my little blossom,
you are simply awesome,
and I have a question.
What shall I call your name?

I guess you shall see,
the moon that hangs highly,
hanging in such a starless night,
and a deadly lonely night.

Oh my little blossom,
you look just so cute,
under the moonlit night,
I'm gonna pick some of you,
and stay with me tonight.

I guess I'm alive or dead,
I guess gonna bury myself to death,
under the ground, under your step,
Forget-me-not! Shouldn't you forget!

I guess I miss you and gonna hug you,
in my tight arms and shut up that alarm,
hugging you for an hour or longer,
til you and I can't breathe together.

Canon 17

The boat has turned upside down,
turbulently, violently.
It overflowed and crashed them down,
suddenly and tremendously.

I closed my window.
I shut my door.
I poured some vino,
and wait for your call.

I pull the curtain in,
as the coffin moves around.
I lid the fragrance up,
it seems will never got enough.

I need a kiss to cut my wrist.
My blood is red and my blood is rich.
I wanted to paint on your lovely cheek,
My blood is hot, my blood is yours!
I wish you could sip inside your sexy thought.

I'd stab it viciously,
until my blood has gone empty.
I'd smash it for thee,
until my heart has pieced completely.

I'd stand on the edge,
and wait for a kiss.
I'd be waiting at your gate,
my love wouldn't fade by age.

Lamb burger + Veggie Mixed Rice

Here are another contemporary recipe I have. Homemade lamb burger + veggie mixed rice (which is adopted from Korean Beebimbap.
The story of the recipe was I found a pack of lamb minced meat (going to be expired) and some of the veggie ingredient (I don't know what to cook.....) so I'd be the match maker, combine this two recipe together.....


Lamb Burger

 For the Lamb Burger you'll need:

• minced lamb meat, of course
• minced garlic & ginger
• chopped spring onion, yellow/red onion
• honey & soy sauce
• roasted sesames
• salt & grounded black pepper

This way:
1. Ooo lots of spices, just mix all the ingredients evenly

2. If you have a bottle of Korean ginger honey, you can use that instead of using ordinary honey and skip that fresh ginger, save your time & effort =D

3. Lastly, heat them up in low heat over the non-sticky pan. It doesn't need oil to fry it, it will release oil itself when u heat it~

4. After it has release some oil, turn to medium heat & fry til golden color for both side. Done~

Canon 16

How it could be so difficult
to perceive in an ample angle?
Such as looking for a stranger
in a crowd that has little patience.

Inspiration, salvation, and beautification,
What would be your situation?
Projection, rejection and denomination,
How does people explain civilization?

Protection embarks on deception,
as the pigeon flies across the prison.
Scratch was vintage, leaving a message,
Your roses prestige will then be acknowledged.

Fly as high as you can,
Run as far as you can,
Hide as tight as you can,
Once the mark was traced,
Certainly, it'd be an awkward case.

My lovely roses, your smile was vague,
it seemed like a sage and sounded so great.
My lovely roses, you're fading quick,
as quick as the shadow has no shape.

Oh my lovely roses, my lovely one!
You are so shy and how could they tell you lies?
Oh my lovely roses, my lovely one!
for now you could hide but not for your whole life!

Canon 15

See, as the drops fallen from a tree,
how much canon I could write for thee?
Piece by piece with my wrist,
till the end and out of speech.

Abandon your rake and have a kip,
it goes wrong, lost and where to meet?
Through experience I learn how to live,
little by little that takes and forgives.

Keep in pace to retrench the poor,
knowing that it shouldn't be so cruel,
yet the repertoire I know should be retouched,
instead of making more mistake and failure task.

Every notes that I remember,
like what it expressed so simple.
As the sun drops from the hill,
and the moon lingers for you.
What a waste would be your guilt?

Like a sound whizzed past my ears,
I heard it whizzed so clear.
Don't interfere if you can't remember,
the fact that ruins your future!

Visit me. It doesn't matter if you're busy.
I'll be waiting and keep writting anyway.
If you are veering along the way,
let me know, I'd then make my rhythm slow.

Canon 14

Certainty as well as uncertainty,
look at the candle carefully,
Is that bright enough to understand,
the causes of the polluted sand?

What dreams you rush to chase?
as it truthful and seems amazed.
Whatever it ended sounds disgrace,
as your very first undecided gaze.

Scramble over the weather heat,
you knew where the troubles lead.
There's no point to shrink from it.
Tell the little violet what you've did.

Oh, your tender mercies are too gentle,
refresh me with your smiling ember.
Let them know what is hell that thought,
perish their morbid thought
before time has really gone!

Forget it, the sin we've done.
Swing away what you've cursed.
Extricated, too fabulous,
again, I saw they are seated still.

Since when it turns to reddest sky?
and the river are so dry.
Till the weather that reaching high,
the day has come for them to die.