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在我童年的時候 媽媽留給我一首歌——馬齒莧 組圖

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在我童年的時候 媽媽留給我一首歌——馬齒莧 組圖

媽媽留給我一首歌LRC歌詞

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[00:04.58]媽媽留給我一首歌

[00:12.50]在我童年的時候
[00:18.39]媽媽教給我一首歌
[00:24.69]沒有憂傷,沒有哀愁
[00:31.70]唱起它心中充滿歡樂
[00:38.48]啦.....
[00:45.19]啦.....
[00:50.75]每當我唱起它
[00:56.83]心中充滿歡樂
[01:28.22]在我童年的時候
[01:34.04]媽媽教給我一首歌
[01:40.27]沒有憂傷,沒有哀愁
[01:47.01]唱起它心中充滿歡樂
[01:54.34]啦.....
[01:59.99]啦.....
[02:11.09]每當我唱起它
[02:15.69]心中充滿歡樂


媽媽留給我一首歌歌詞
媽媽留給我一首歌
編輯:xl

在我童年的時候
媽媽教給我一首歌
沒有憂傷,沒有哀愁
唱起它心中充滿歡樂
啦.....
啦.....
每當我唱起它
心中充滿歡樂
在我童年的時候
媽媽教給我一首歌
沒有憂傷,沒有哀愁
唱起它心中充滿歡樂
啦.....
啦.....
每當我唱起它
心中充滿歡樂

仙人球123

首發於2013-07-08

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馬齒菜炒飯 
 
簡介
現在正是馬齒菜生長的季節,馬齒菜有清熱利濕、解毒消腫、消炎、止渴、利尿作用,因此夏季食用也是非常適合的,這次用馬齒菜炒了點米飯,感覺還是很不錯的。


馬齒莧炒蛋
馬齒莧炒蛋
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材料

馬齒莧,鹽,雞蛋2個

做法

1.馬齒莧摘嫩葉去杆。
2.加鹽和兩個雞蛋。雞蛋是我家養的笨雞下的,蛋黃特別黃。什麽叫笨雞蛋呢,就是雞是吃糧食野菜和蟲子長大的,沒喂任何添加劑。
3.把蛋液攪拌均勻。
4.在大鐵鍋裏熱油,兩麵煎焦黃。看見我們農村的大鐵鍋沒,燒柴禾的。比起電和煤氣真是太麻煩了,實話實說,我真是不愛用這種燒柴禾的鐵鍋。

馬齒莧知識介紹

齒覓為馬齒莧科植物馬齒莧的全草。它葉青、梗赤、黃、根白、子黑,故又稱“五行草”。是古籍上早有記載的對人類有貢獻的野菜。民間又稱它為“長壽菜”、“長命菜。”
馬齒莧全草多皺縮卷曲成團,莖圓柱形,長10至30厘米,直徑1至3毫米,表麵棕褐色,葉易破碎,完整葉片倒卵形,綠褐色,長1至2.5厘米,寬0.5至1.5厘米,全緣。花少見,黃色,生於枝端,蒴果圓錐形,內含多數細小黑色種子。氣微,味微
而帶粘性。以株小、質嫩,葉多,青綠色者為佳。
馬齒莧含有大量去甲基
上腺素和多量鉀鹽,含有不少二羥乙胺、蘋果酸、箭蕩糖、維生素B1、B2 等營養成分,藥理實驗證實:它對痢疾杆菌、大腸杆菌、金黃色葡萄球菌等多種細菌都有強力抑製作用,有“天然抗生素”的美稱。
炮製:取原藥材,除去雜質,搶水洗淨,稍潤,切段,幹燥。炮製後貯幹燥容器內,置通風幹燥處,防潮。
拌馬齒筧/
拌馬齒筧



給國色找的綠莖馬齒莧英文資料,請比較圖片——————還有什麽可爭議的? 組圖

請幫我看看這是什麽菜?怎麽燒?謝謝!

來源: 國色 於 2013-10-20 16:05:03 [檔案] [博客] [舊帖] [給我悄悄話] 本文已被閱讀:3943次 

我第一次買這種菜,還以為是豆苗,就炒來吃。哇噻,一點都不好吃,又苦又粗燥。不知那位大俠能告訴我,這是什麽菜?怎麽燒才好吃?謝謝!



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給-國色-找的綠莖馬齒莧英文資料,請自己翻譯,看看是不是馬齒莧 組圖


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purslane salad

a blanket fort of sorts August 20, 2012

Growing up, the notion of family was one that was sort of foreign to me. Our unit of three was tight knit – when I was a child, at least – and it was mostly always just us. I always thought that was odd considering my mom was one of ELEVEN children. My mother moved away from North Dakota, where she was born, in her late teens after high school and I think, much as I do now, that she felt like the black sheep. We went up north just for summer trips and weeks of vacation – my dad rarely went – and spent time with them. Those summers were really wonderful. Running around in open fields with my cousins, playing Uno at the kitchen table at Grandma’s house. Seeing strong women cook everything from scratch…even though they spoke German-English and I couldn’t understand anything ever. Living a life I knew nothing about in the big city back home.

When my mom suddenly got sick – six years ago in just a few weeks – her two sisters came to Atlanta to help out. To sort things out. To know how bad things were for themselves. It was bad. Two days after they went back home, my mom passed away. In the midst of going through drawers of paperwork, old bills, costume jewelry…we found some of my mom’s old sewing work. She used to love to cross-stitch and do needlepoint…but I hadn’t seen her do any of that in over a decade. In this random drawer were close to a dozen floral panels. These beautiful, homespun botanical pieces. They went home with my aunt Karen. All of the women in my mom’s family knew how to sew…except me…so I had no use in keeping them. Karen told me she’d try to make something with them…and that’s the last I’d thought about them, honestly.

So many other things about my mom fill that void that she left.

Two weeks ago, I got an email from my aunt Karen. I felt so guilty because, like many other things in my life, I have a hard time keeping up with keeping up with her…and the rest of my family, for that matter. Maybe it’s the black sheep syndrome or maybe it’s my fear of not wanting to be a tourist in a family life I don’t really know…but I’ve been distant since my dad’s passing in 2008.

She told me she had a quilt to send me….made from the panels I sent back to her in North Dakota almost six years prior. When that box arrived, I have to be honest – I couldn’t even open it at first. It felt like there was a ghost inside – something my mom held in her hands. Worked tirelessly on. I hadn’t felt that in over five years. It sat on the dining room table all morning and then…powered by coffee and a bit of courage…I opened it. Mike was there with me and it was emotional. So emotional. Just as I expected. It was the most beautiful quilt I’d ever seen…and in this family, I’d seen a lot. What else are you going to do through a North Dakota winter? Don’t answer that.

I’ve been wrestling back and forth with myself about whether to use it or hang it up somewhere as a display piece in our home. Part of me wants to make this a precious relic – the last remains of my mom’s handiwork. Something to put behind glass to remember her by. Most of me, however, wants to make memories with it. Sure…the sewing is from her and, gosh, it’s beautiful. However, just as the memories of her in that quilt are so special…so are the memories of her making it. What’s more precious? Thinking back on her sewing those panels or thinking ahead to the 40 or 50 years – friends and generations to come – being cozy under it living their lives. It’s still up in the air…but I’m leaning toward watching movies under it with my family. Taking it on picnics. Taking comfort in it the way I took comfort in the threadbare quilts I grew up using.

What does all of this have to do with salad? Nothing….except the recipe for this is a memory for me, too. Of a wonderful birthday with my dearest and some dear friends. Celebrating my birthday proper at Roberta’s in Brooklyn with cocktails and pizza – and a version of this salad. Purslane is this wonderfully wacky and woolly thing that grows wild for many people but is also available at many a farmer’s market. It has a lovely texture and a peppery, tangy quality that is really versatile. If you can’t find it, substitute spinach, arugula or sunflower sprouts – a combo of any of those together would be lovely. This isn’t a fussy recipe…or really a recipe at all. It’s a guideline to make a really wonderful summertime salad. You’ll remember it.

Purslane Salad with Blueberries, Blue Cheese and Buttermilk Dressing – serves 2 as an entree salad or 4 as a side salad
•4 cups purslane – picked through, washed and dried – if you don’t have purslane…use a combo of arugula, baby spinach and/or sunflower sprouts
•1 cup fresh blueberries – washed and dried
•4 ounces Bayley Hazen Blue Cheese - this was in the original recipe so I used it. It has great texture in this salad. Substitute your favorite Blue Cheese in its place
•3 tbsp. buttermilk dressing – use your favorite recipe (i love this one from Simply Recipes) or a great quality pre-made from your farmers market
•zest of one small lemon
•kosher salt and fresh ground black pepper, to taste

- In a large mixing or salad bowl, place the purslane or greens mixture. Drizzle on the buttermilk dressing and toss to combine thoroughly. Gently fold in the blueberries and Blue cheese. Season with salt and pepper to taste and zest the lemon over the greens. Stir gently one more time to combine again. Serve immediately.

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