Recipes tagged "Ruyi Ya"

Xin Lan’s hand-made private dish [Ruyi Pork Ribs in Clear Soup] - firewood, rice, oil and salt in the left hand, wind, flowers, snow and moon in the right hand

Xin Lan’s hand-made private dish [Ruyi Pork Ribs in Clear Soup] - Firewood, rice, oil and salt in the left hand, wind, flowers, snow and moon in the right hand Xin Lan, a wanderer who has lived in Luzhou for a long time. He is thirty-three years old, weighs seven Shi, is a hundred and seventy-two years old, and has long hair reaching his hips. I have been idle at home for more than a year, indulging in cooking and writing, having close friends, a pavilion in the small courtyard, a glass of wine and small dishes, and enjoying myself leisurely. This is a leisurely time, which has nothing to do with the vanity fair of the past; this is a pure time, which has nothing to do with the intrigues of the vanity fair of the past; this is an elegant time, which has nothing to do with the extravagance and extravagance of the vanity fair of the past; this is a quiet time, which has nothing to do with the glitz and hypocrisy of the vanity fair of the past... There is no purpose, only delicious food; no scheming, only words. It is a wonderful feeling to see various ingredients being transformed into nirvana under the magic of fire and water. Looking at the various delicacies and the tranquility under the changes of light and shadow is a pleasant mood. Looking at the various situations in the world, the poignancy and beauty under the pile of words and sentences, is an ethereal state of mind... I am intoxicated with it and let my mind travel... This is my personal romance, which has nothing to do with time, region, wealth, or other people. I enjoy this mysterious feeling, watching time jump in the flames, watching the world wander in the words, watching the food leisurely in the blue and white ink, it is a beautiful scene. I was so happy to be able to combine food and words, like a child, I instantly forgot my age. I cheered for being able to present the beauty of things, like a child, and instantly forgot my own state of mind. I giggled and said nothing because I could express my emotions to others. Like a child, I instantly forgot where I was. I am happy to be appreciated by my friends, and like a child, I forget my loneliness in an instant... A person's romance, a person's hesitant walking alone, with wine as a companion, a pen as a companion, and food as a companion. I try hard to walk out of a circle, make life complete and have no regrets... But in the dead of night, the wind is cold and the rain is cold, but when the prosperity is gone, there is still a cluster of lonely melancholy that lingers. This circle is so big and so far away. No matter whether I run or stroll, I always only linger at the starting point and never set off... At this time, I understood that wine cannot be a companion, it can only give me a night of intoxication; a pen cannot be a companion, it can only give me a moment of selflessness; food cannot be a companion, it can only give me a moment of happiness. If I want to have a complete life and a life without regrets, I must find my soul mate in the rolling world of mortals and walk hand in hand to achieve peace and tranquility. Every time I dream back, there is a woman who smiles at me without saying a word. I know that this is the other half I have been looking for so hard. What kind of woman is this? I tried to outline her appearance and guess her temperament. Willow eyebrows, cherry mouth, distant mountain nose, big dreamy eyes, and a shy smile that will captivate people. With plump breasts, perky buttocks, long legs, and a slim waist that can be easily grasped, Yaoyao has a look that will captivate the whole country. He is familiar with poetry and books, has a clever mind, respects his elders and has a filial piety. As the years pass by, stay elegant and self-sustained. No matter how stormy the waves are, stay calm and fearless. The harp and harp are playing in harmony every day, and the red sleeves are fragrant every night. Hand in hand with Lan, we will depend on each other for a long time, take a leisurely stroll in the garden, taste the smell of firewood, rice, oil and salt in the world, and look at the wind, flowers, snow and moonscape in the world... I am lucky to get it. No, my fate... Chu's heart was blue as Double Eleven was approaching, he bathed and burned incense, and prayed devoutly, hoping to win the right person and have no regrets in this life...