Giusy only eat donuts, candy and crispy honey cakes. In his
advancing warm milk bottles and rubber from the hole could suck incredible lumps of biscuits and cereals. He loved the bottom of the cups as a snack with mushy crumbs stuck together sugar and plenty of lemon juice.
was kind of chubby and all those cookies softened the cheeks, elbows and bones fingertips.
Quell'uggioso Monday afternoon, at the birthday party for Xue, Giuseppe arrived for the four, after his swimming lessons everyday, like a hungry snake.
Da Xue Giusy but did not know hardly anyone and just entered the game room, began to die of embarrassment among those comrades brand new.
The stomach was closed and had refused any trick or pretzel that did not have a form already known and already eaten. Only clouds of ice dragon and inflamed. All around flags and ideograms. And disco music that seemed to the tune of Guitar Hero. So, while playing a dance in a circle, he felt his stomach grumbling in volume suspicion.
umpteenth mumbling Xue's mother approached her, leaning on his knees and looked straight into his eyes round.
- What do you say to a good Berci tea on the balcony? - Asked the nice lady.
Giusy stared at his hair perfect.
His hair was so smooth as to seem wrapping paper.
not know what to say, he wanted to get away from there as soon as possible.
The beautiful lady took her weight system on a plump chair just outside on the balcony on the twelfth floor. Giuseppe Milano, and saw all seemed to be at the cinema. In the blink of an eye the kinesin came back: two cups in his hands and a tiny spoon resting on the plate.
- Welcome my dear, here's a tea as promised - and without saying anything began to suck noisily clear that water from the silver spoon. Giusy taken to do the same as a mirror. Dip the spoon in the cup boiling water until the brew is not above it. Then she sucks his tea from the spoon by a deafening noise do not understand there was more than music in the lounge. No one spoke until Giusy could no longer restrain himself and burst out laughing enjoyed tea sprayed from above the forehead.
- What noise do - he said, trying to summarize the beginning of serious air.
- Yet you, my dear - said the lady politely. - China is used to sip tea from the spoon, without worrying about the annoying noises. It seems that the only way you can fully enjoy it. And then, Giusy, chat and nibbling the leaves that remain on the bottom of the cup. See there, an entire lawn?
Giusy eye stuck to the cup and saw an expanse of greenish leaves: some slow and sinuous waving in the water. Other properties seemed, with the sole purpose of softening the fall of lumps of sugar.
The clink of a spoon made her raise her face fell suddenly.
before her an old man with a large blue turban sat back. Everything seemed to echo around a festive music without a source. Only the buzzing of flies differed slightly.
The air was stifling and thought it well to get Giusy shade. The man staring at the ground saw something move away and the design of the shadows change of form.
He pulled two fingers from the dress and grabbed a silver teapot with the wizard's cap that reflected the look of dazed Giusy. Then he began to put the liquid in a transparent cup. Slowly raised his arm and bony as the glass is filled, the teapot shoot up dropping a burst mileage all in the glass. Not a drop seemed out of place, not a sketch on the tray important.
Miss can I offer you some tea? - Asked without looking away from the waterfall improvised. Giusy stunned did not understand demand. He seemed impatient and Giuseppe nodded his head. He grabbed his glass and filled with boiling water.
He drank in small sips.
cheeks of fire.
hellishly hot.
That mint tea gave to the brain.
looked like a candy dissolved in water.
Then all of a sudden the heat passed, he stopped in front of his salty sweat.
- The heat inside my dear, has reached the hot outside - the old man said calmly - See down there at the bottom of your glass? All of a group of sugar and mint - And he took to drink his tea again.
Giusy look again attacked by the glass. This time from below, lifting it up. He kept the leftover grains and sugar seemed to have a cookie flattened pancake.
And here came a tremendous roar. Giusy jumped on the couch of velvet. The glass in the windows seemed to crumble, unless the nth tone resist.
An old woman dressed in pink gathered to pay her dark, steaming tea, a cup-shaped benches and gilded edges.
Giusy settled it squarely on the pillow. The occasion seemed gallant. We redid the tail of his shirt and buttoned cuffs. Make sure the nails were not blackened and closed his mouth in the shape of a circle.
- Honey, you want milk or water do you prefer? - Giuseppe pointed to the milk safe and waiting to be served again. Opaque milk washed away the transparency of its beverage that became cloudy and mysterious.
- Good choice girl, milk cleans the bottom of the cup. It lets you clear as a bare ass. Let's get together here and let them out there will trigger the downpour -
The old woman smiled and began to look out into the garden.
Ring the intercom.
E 'Giuseppe's mother, but she did not feel like coming.
fell asleep exhausted, the balcony gray. When Xue
shakes her to tell her that it is time to return to his home, Giusy not remember anything, but you feel rested and light. Has not touched even a cookie this time.
Mom makes the compliments and promises an ice cream after dinner.
- Mama I drank so much tea. Drink it all. E 'to chat.
Mother smiles - No cookies? - Asks the suspect.
- no cookies - confirmed Giusy upright.
- Too much noise in my teeth - adds twisting his mouth.
Mom pulls her towards him and jumps Giusy.
Then her eyes fall upon a twinkle, but his mother is in a hurry, are the seven steps.
The steps of the swallows meters.
And a silver spoon tinkling.
Only among the quick feet of Milan comes home.
advancing warm milk bottles and rubber from the hole could suck incredible lumps of biscuits and cereals. He loved the bottom of the cups as a snack with mushy crumbs stuck together sugar and plenty of lemon juice.
was kind of chubby and all those cookies softened the cheeks, elbows and bones fingertips.
Quell'uggioso Monday afternoon, at the birthday party for Xue, Giuseppe arrived for the four, after his swimming lessons everyday, like a hungry snake.
Da Xue Giusy but did not know hardly anyone and just entered the game room, began to die of embarrassment among those comrades brand new.
The stomach was closed and had refused any trick or pretzel that did not have a form already known and already eaten. Only clouds of ice dragon and inflamed. All around flags and ideograms. And disco music that seemed to the tune of Guitar Hero. So, while playing a dance in a circle, he felt his stomach grumbling in volume suspicion.
umpteenth mumbling Xue's mother approached her, leaning on his knees and looked straight into his eyes round.
- What do you say to a good Berci tea on the balcony? - Asked the nice lady.
Giusy stared at his hair perfect.
His hair was so smooth as to seem wrapping paper.
not know what to say, he wanted to get away from there as soon as possible.
The beautiful lady took her weight system on a plump chair just outside on the balcony on the twelfth floor. Giuseppe Milano, and saw all seemed to be at the cinema. In the blink of an eye the kinesin came back: two cups in his hands and a tiny spoon resting on the plate.
- Welcome my dear, here's a tea as promised - and without saying anything began to suck noisily clear that water from the silver spoon. Giusy taken to do the same as a mirror. Dip the spoon in the cup boiling water until the brew is not above it. Then she sucks his tea from the spoon by a deafening noise do not understand there was more than music in the lounge. No one spoke until Giusy could no longer restrain himself and burst out laughing enjoyed tea sprayed from above the forehead.
- What noise do - he said, trying to summarize the beginning of serious air.
- Yet you, my dear - said the lady politely. - China is used to sip tea from the spoon, without worrying about the annoying noises. It seems that the only way you can fully enjoy it. And then, Giusy, chat and nibbling the leaves that remain on the bottom of the cup. See there, an entire lawn?
Giusy eye stuck to the cup and saw an expanse of greenish leaves: some slow and sinuous waving in the water. Other properties seemed, with the sole purpose of softening the fall of lumps of sugar.
The clink of a spoon made her raise her face fell suddenly.
before her an old man with a large blue turban sat back. Everything seemed to echo around a festive music without a source. Only the buzzing of flies differed slightly.
The air was stifling and thought it well to get Giusy shade. The man staring at the ground saw something move away and the design of the shadows change of form.
He pulled two fingers from the dress and grabbed a silver teapot with the wizard's cap that reflected the look of dazed Giusy. Then he began to put the liquid in a transparent cup. Slowly raised his arm and bony as the glass is filled, the teapot shoot up dropping a burst mileage all in the glass. Not a drop seemed out of place, not a sketch on the tray important.
Miss can I offer you some tea? - Asked without looking away from the waterfall improvised. Giusy stunned did not understand demand. He seemed impatient and Giuseppe nodded his head. He grabbed his glass and filled with boiling water.
He drank in small sips.
cheeks of fire.
hellishly hot.
That mint tea gave to the brain.
looked like a candy dissolved in water.
Then all of a sudden the heat passed, he stopped in front of his salty sweat.
- The heat inside my dear, has reached the hot outside - the old man said calmly - See down there at the bottom of your glass? All of a group of sugar and mint - And he took to drink his tea again.
Giusy look again attacked by the glass. This time from below, lifting it up. He kept the leftover grains and sugar seemed to have a cookie flattened pancake.
And here came a tremendous roar. Giusy jumped on the couch of velvet. The glass in the windows seemed to crumble, unless the nth tone resist.
An old woman dressed in pink gathered to pay her dark, steaming tea, a cup-shaped benches and gilded edges.
Giusy settled it squarely on the pillow. The occasion seemed gallant. We redid the tail of his shirt and buttoned cuffs. Make sure the nails were not blackened and closed his mouth in the shape of a circle.
- Honey, you want milk or water do you prefer? - Giuseppe pointed to the milk safe and waiting to be served again. Opaque milk washed away the transparency of its beverage that became cloudy and mysterious.
- Good choice girl, milk cleans the bottom of the cup. It lets you clear as a bare ass. Let's get together here and let them out there will trigger the downpour -
The old woman smiled and began to look out into the garden.
Ring the intercom.
E 'Giuseppe's mother, but she did not feel like coming.
fell asleep exhausted, the balcony gray. When Xue
shakes her to tell her that it is time to return to his home, Giusy not remember anything, but you feel rested and light. Has not touched even a cookie this time.
Mom makes the compliments and promises an ice cream after dinner.
- Mama I drank so much tea. Drink it all. E 'to chat.
Mother smiles - No cookies? - Asks the suspect.
- no cookies - confirmed Giusy upright.
- Too much noise in my teeth - adds twisting his mouth.
Mom pulls her towards him and jumps Giusy.
Then her eyes fall upon a twinkle, but his mother is in a hurry, are the seven steps.
The steps of the swallows meters.
And a silver spoon tinkling.
Only among the quick feet of Milan comes home.
All over the world drinks tea
to forget the din of the world
[Zhao Guan]
to forget the din of the world
[Zhao Guan]
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