Confucius loved and respected the art of cooking. He established culinary standards and proper table etiquette. Most of these are still considered to be the standards even today. The tradition of cutting foods into bite size pieces during preparation is unique to the Chinese culture. The use of knives at a Chinese dinner is considerd poor taste. Confucius taught that good cooking depends on the blending of various ingredients and condiments rather than the taste of the individual elements. He believed that in order to become a good cook one must first be a good matchmaker. The flavors of the ingredients must be blended with harmony. Without harmony there is no taste. He also stressed the use of color and texture in preparing the dish. Most certainly Confucianism helped elevate cooking from a menial task to the status of an art, "the art of Chinese cooking." Taoism was responsible for the development of the hygienic aspects of food and cooking. The principle objectives of this philosophy were people's wish for longevity. In contrast to supporters of Confucianism who were interested in the taste, texture and appearance, Taoists were concerned with the life-giving attributes of various foods. Over the centuries the Chinese have explored the world of plants, roots, herbs, fungus and seeds to find life-giving elements. They discovered that the nutritional value of vegetables could be destroyed by improper cooking and that many items had medicinal value. For example, ginger, a favorite condiment, is also used to soothe an upset stomach and as a cold remedy.
“咳咳。”不愧是严厉的“铁公鸡”,连咳嗽的声音都这么圆润洪亮,真是不得不佩服阿。“完了,我感冒了!”“拜托,你看你这样子像是感冒吗?!”我看着他那洋溢着幸福笑容的脸。
同桌给我投来了一个卫生球:“本公子已经4年没得过感冒了阿,偶尔感冒还真让我怀恋阿。你快摸摸我的头,看我发烧了没?!”
我听话的摸了摸他的额头,又摸摸我的额头。咦?不对啊。——从温度上来看,发烧的可能是我。我怀着惋惜的目光告诉了他这个绝对悲惨的消息。“不会吧。那我为什么咳嗽?哦,我知道了,一定是肺结核。呜哇,下课就找老师请假去!”
同桌的却是病了,现在一直朝我说胡话:“耗子,感谢你这一年来对我的照顾,虽然你偷用我橡皮,而且总是私自篡改三八线,就连我不交数学作业,你也要向语文老师说……但,在这离别之际,我还是觉得你很可爱。
这家伙,临走前也不忘记说我几句坏话。“我一走,不知什么时候才能回来,说不定再也见不到你那张马脸了。想到这儿,我不知道自己是伤心还是高兴……”真的,他去当演员还真不错,说着,他挤出了滴眼泪。气氛在传染,我也有点悲伤。再也没有人把我的文章拿到校园广播室去
读了……“别瞎说了,不会是肺结核的,也许是小毛病呢?”我安慰道!。“放心,我会勇敢的面对病魔的。其实,我一走,最不放心的就是你啊,小考你没有依靠的人啦。”
我拍拍他的肩膀,说:“没关系,其实我语文考试不及格,是因为在交卷最后,把我正确答案改成了你的错误答案,都怪我太信任你了……”“你这么信任我,我多么感动阿!为了你的信任,我一定会返回校园,我还做你同桌!”他激动得拉着我的手。此时,我也很感动,因为他说他半年后还要回来。
下课了,我陪着同桌走向老师的办公室。只见他手捂肚子,左脚略微有些瘸,扶着墙,迈一步就要停下来歇一会,还喘粗气,我正奇怪,这肺结核怎么变为全身疾病了?!好不容易请了假,在全班又开了一个小型K歌会同桌才离去。
我想,即使他病得再轻,也要拖上一个月才上学。可是谁知……他竟在第二天打铃的时候来了。他竟然是喝水呛到了......
我瘫倒在座位上,这下我生病了。
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