麵包的故事 故事的背後

這篇故事
當神賜給我這個靈感之後
當下有喜悅 有敬畏 有臣服 有感恩

這篇故事
從我的角度看來
講了幾件事情
第一 要像糖姐姐一樣 有顆溫柔的心
第二 不管我們是誰 只有放開雙手擁抱 才能成就大事
第三 事實上 我們每個人 都是完美的

第一二點 我相信一般父母親都能演繹 說得清楚給孩子聽
第三點 是想寫給大人看的

今天我在部落格中留下一個疑問句 你相信有輪迴嗎?
如果你回答不相信 或許下面的文章 你可能可以跳過去
因為以下的立論基礎 是基於相信有輪迴 才能接受的說法

在這一次我們再來 在出生那一刻 定了結果
甚至在來之前 劇本早已寫好
如同故事中的水弟弟 當他從自來水廠送出的時候
就已經註定要從水龍頭流出
差別僅止於從哪一戶人家的水龍頭流出
流出了水龍頭 所以以為自己的出身 就僅止於水龍頭
相較於那些可以吹噓自己出身高貴的材料
自己顯得多麼渺小

直到糖姐姐 說出了水生生世世的循環
才知道 原來自己 曾經旅行過許許多多地方

你跟我都是
在來這一世之前 早就來過許多次
或許
曾經是男生 曾經是女生
曾經是帝王 曾經是乞丐
曾經權傾一時 曾經顛沛流離
曾經殺過人 曾經被陷害
曾經出家修道 曾經是富可敵國
曾經是運動健將 曾經是殘障人士
每一次 都演一齣人生大戲
然後戲落幕 吐出最後一口氣 離開這趟學習之旅
戲落幕 沒有審判 沒有掌聲或噓聲 沒有評鑑高低
只有完美的自性 看著自己曾經演出的戲 笑了笑
然後再往下一次的體驗 準備前進

如果看得透這樣
那麼 哪個人生 才是真正的你
這次的出生 在哪個家庭 跟真正的你 誰是真的

我們頒給那些演戲演得最逼真的演員 最佳男女主角的獎
事實上 在人生的舞台上 我們各個都是最佳主角
因為如果我們不夠完美 我們怎麼能夠恰如其分的演出這麼多世?
可以演出這麼多不同的角色的 還不能得獎嗎?
可是得不得獎又如何 因為我們不需要這些獎來提醒我們
提醒我們本來就是最棒的 最完美的

是的 因為我們在演戲
演了這場戲 劇本裡寫著 我們自己就會有些狀況
不論是環境 行為 態度 就都不對
所以造成我們在演戲的過程中 感到不舒服 感到難過
可是如果我們真的太入戲 那麼忘記自己來的目的
那麼 就會喜歡上演戲 所以就會一直來這裡演戲
直到我們醒過來 知道自己不需要再演戲了
演這麼多戲 只有一個真正的結局
那就是醒過來
真正醒過來知道這只是戲
真正醒過來 知道我們本來的本性 是完美的 同神一樣 完美
只是我們常常忘記了 跟著劇本演出 就忘記了

不需要羨慕別人 不需要自怨自艾
因為下了戲 我們都是一樣的完美
為了這世界而貢獻 不需要任何掌聲
因為在貢獻的過程 我們已經得到所有的喜悅
所以不是為了掌聲 也不是為了別人的認可 才去貢獻

寬恕 是最重要的練習
只有看出彼此本無差異 原來只是虛幻的演戲
就可以寬恕對方的行為 也寬恕自己的行為

祝福 是最重要的練習
因為彼此都如此完美 因此本來就可以給他最大的祝福
除非我們認為自己不值得被祝福 否則 我們就能給出別人祝福

愛 是最重要的練習
因為在來之前或之後 我們本來就是一體無分
本來完美 所以自己當然愛自己 怎麼可能不愛自己
所以愛對方 就是愛自己 只因我們從來未曾分開
只是一人分飾多角 自己以為那不是自己罷了 所以有了分別
當我可以愛自己 就可以愛別人
再一次 你與我本是一體 沒有分別

自從開始閱讀告別娑婆 斷輪迴 奇蹟課程後
確實在靈性的修行上 有了很大的進步
再加上奧修的解說 實在有很大的喜悅在裡頭
因此 我真的鼓勵大家 能夠看看告別娑婆 奇蹟課程
真的 會有奇蹟發生的
因為我們就是奇蹟

我愛你們
神愛我們

The Bakery on Saint Charles Street

One of the most famous bakeries in all of Paris is the bakery on Saint Charles Street, which is only open for one hour a day. During the lunch hour, you can see a long line of people waiting to buy their loaves of bread, toasted croissants, French pastries, and other delightful creations. When the lunch hour is over, the bakery closes, and you have to wait another day if you want to taste their lovely bread.

It’s a curious and wonderful thing when someone bites into a piece of bread from the bakery on Saint Charles Street. A smile forms on their face and happiness begins to fill their entire being. The master baker so enjoys watching these smiles form that lunch hour has become his most favorite time of the day.

You can hear people chatting happily about the bread as they wait in line.

“They use the very best flour in France. It’s made from a special variety of wheat that can only be found in one place - a tiny, secret field that only twelve people know about in the whole world..”

“You know, their eggs come from a very famous farm that only sells to a very exclusive clientele. On this farm, the chickens are allowed to roam freely and are raised on an all-natural diet of organic feed. So these eggs grow much larger - 20% larger than normal eggs - and the yolk is almost the same color as pure gold.”

“Do you know why their butter is so creamy and rich? It's made from milk that comes from a special farm in the mountains, where the cows are raised on fresh apples and listen to Mozart every day!”

“The baker doesn't use ordinary yeast - he prefers special type that you won't find in any store. Not only does it give the bread a unique fluffy texture, it also helps strengthen your body's natural defenses against sickness. In fact, in some cultures, this yeast has been used as a traditional medicine for many generations."

“You know what I heard? The sugar is a special type that comes from a rare and delicate plant. It’s said that this plant naturally produces a very pure form of sugar, the most perfect sugar in the world.”

As customers rave excitedly about the bakery, their words also reach the ingredients themselves. Every morning, these ingredients wait in the kitchen for the master baker to mix up his next batch of bread, and as they wait, they hear the words of praise and wonder from people outside. It has caused many of the ingredients to become quite vain, and they often interrupt each other with their own words of praise for themselves.

Smug and haughty, Mr. Flour likes to remind people of where he comes from.
Proud Lady Yeast feels she is the most unique and special because of her long history.
Brother Butter looks down on the others for not being as cultured as he.
Being bigger than everyone else has made Big Egg very arrogant and rude.

Unlike the others, wise Sister Sugar doesn't join the boasting. She's perfectly aware of how special she is, but she doesn’t make a big deal about it.

And then there's Little Water.

While everyone around him seems to have impressive backgrounds, Little Water doesn’t know anything about where he is from. The only thing he knows is that he came from the faucet, just like the water that the master baker uses for washing his hands and mopping the floor. As the other ingredients boast and brag, it reminds Little Water that he's not special at all, and it makes him feel ashamed of himself.

Finally, one day, as the master baker began making preparations for the day's rolls, croissants, and pastries, Mr. Flour started talking again about how lovely the air was at the wheat field where he originally came from. As usual, Lady Yeast and Big Egg also joined in with their own elaborate boasts. But this time, Little Water felt that he had enough.

“Compared to everyone else, I’m just a nobody. No one says anything nice to say about little old me. So I must not be very important. In fact, I don’t think I even deserve to work with these big shots.”

So Little Water folded his arms and held them tight against his chest. And when the master baker began pouring water into the flour to make the dough, Little Water kept his hands folded to himself instead of holding them out to Mr. Flour as usual.

No matter how hard the master baker tried, he just couldn’t get the flour and water to mix. “What is going on?” the master baker wondered. He tried adding more flour. He tried adding more water. He mixed with one spoon, two spoons, a big spoon, a fork, a power mixer, his fingers, even the rolling pin. Nothing worked.

Mr. Flour grew frustrated and started yelling at Little Water. “What is the matter with you? You need to stop fooling around and get to work! Hold your arms out now so we can mix together!”

Big Egg also started in. “Hey, pipsqueak, listen to the man. I’m next in line. You better get going or I’m going to miss my big entrance! Don’t keep me waiting, you hear?”

It wasn't long before Lady Yeast began to get concerned as well. “Little Water, is something wrong with you? Are you sick? Why don’t you work with Mr. Flour?"

Soon, it seemed that everyone was upset and blaming Little Water for the trouble. Only Sister Sugar remained calm, quietly observing.

Just like that, the morning was over and it was almost lunchtime. But the master baker didn't have any bread to sell, because he wasn't able to make any dough. He couldn't make any dough because he couldn't mix the flour and the water. Was it because he was getting old? The master baker didn't know. But he knew that today, there would be no bread for the customers standing in line at the bakery at Saint Charles Street. And that meant that he wouldn't get to see those lovely smiles forming on all those faces. There would be no smiles today.

Not knowing what else to do, the master baker finally hung up his baker's hat and told the clerk to hang a sign on the door saying "Closed for business". The customers standing outside of the bakery watched this in shock. No one knew what to think.

"What's taking so long?"
"Why isn't the bakery open yet?"
"Where's the baker? Is he sick?"
"Is the bakery going out of business?"
"Will the bakery be open tomorrow?"

Mr. Flour, Lady Yeast, and the others also watched in shock. In their lifetime, they never saw the bakery closed for business during lunch. "I don't believe it. This can't be happening!" wailed Lady Yeast.

Little Water didn't mean for this to happen. When he saw the sad look on the master baker's face, Little Water was filled with regret and sorrow at what he had done. For a moment, he thought maybe he was wrong to be so uncooperative. Maybe he should have just opened his arms as usual and not cause everyone so much trouble.

But then Little Water remembered how arrogant everyone had been, and how none of them ever treated him with any respect or dignity. This made Little Water feel stubborn and bitter, and so he kept his arms crossed and acted like he didn't care at all that the bakery was closing.

"Why should I care?" Little Water said to himself. "No one cares about me."

Just then, he heard the sound of someone approaching. It was Sister Sugar. "Little Water?" she asked gently. "What's wrong? Are you feeling all right?"

Little Water turned to face Sister Sugar. Her eyes were kind, and her voice warm and caring. Suddenly, it was too much for Little Water to bear. He burst into tears. And it all came out in a rush.

“Well, I keep hearing everyone always talking about how great you guys are. You guys are all so special and important. But I'm just water that comes from the kitchen faucet. I'm nothing, a nobody! Did you ever hear anyone say anything about how special the water is? Never! No one ever notices me, no one ever cares!" Little Water looked down, his eyes wet with tears.

"Go on," Sister Sugar said after a moment.

Still looking at the ground, Little Water finally spoke again. "I'm just not worthy to work with you guys."

For a moment, Sister Sugar was silent. Then she started chuckling softly, then a little more loudly, until she was laughing out loud. When she saw the hurt look on Little Water's face, she quickly stopped laughing, but her eyes still twinkled with amusement.

"I'm so sorry, Little Water, but until today, I did not realize that you really had no idea of how important you are. Isn't it obvious?" Little Water shook his head no, and Sister Sugar continued.

"See, Little Water, if Big Egg refuses to work, we can always use normal eggs. If Lady Yeast goes missing, we can find other yeast. But without you, Little Water, there's nothing we can do. Without you, we can't make the dough at all."

This was true, Little Water realized. But it didn't make him feel much better. "Sure, everyone needs me, but there's nothing special about me," he said. "I'm just water from the faucet."

Sister Sugar patted Little Water on the shoulder. "You really don't know how special you are, do you? Well I know an interesting story about water, and once you hear it, you'll never think of water the same way again."

”Really?” Little Water waited to hear more.

Sister Sugar laughed and continued. "It's a known fact that sugar loves water. Whenever any sugar meets any water, we can't help but become a part of you. So we sugar have lots of stories about water like you.

“In the beginning, all water falls from the sky, where the angels live. In some places, water turns to rain; in others, water turns to snow. Wherever you land, you join other water to become a stream or a river. And then you travel. Your journey starts from the highest mountains where Brother Butter comes from. You flow by the farm where the wheat for Mr. Flour grows; you flow by the barn where Big Egg was born; you even flow into the earth where the plants that create me grow.

"When you finish your journey, you flow in to the ocean and meet even more creatures, thousands and thousands of them, of all species and sizes. And when the sun shines, water from all over the world turns to vapor and rises up to the air. You get together with other water vapour to become beautiful white clouds that hang in the sky like lace curtains. And when the times comes to visit us again, again you fall gently to earth as snow or rain, and if we are very lucky, you may draw a beautiful rainbow upon the sky as you fall.”

Little Water listened to this story in wonder. Sister Sugar face glowed at the beauty of this story, and at the end, she cried in a voice strong and clear, “See how wonderful and unique you are Little Water!"

“Is this story true, Sister Sugar?" Little Water asked in amazement. "Am I really so special?”

“Every word, Little Water. None of us can compare to what you have seen, what you have touched, what you have been a part of. But, Little Water, listen to me." Here Sister Sugar sat down next to Little Water and began to speak seriously.

"I want you to understand something very important. No matter how special and unique you are, in the end it doesn't matter who you are or where you are from. Look at what happened today. Every one of us is special and unique in their own way. But if we cannot work together, we cannot become the dough for a wonderful loaf of bread or the batter for a delicious cake. If we stand alone, we remain individual ingredients on a table, our potential unrealized. Alone, how can we bring happiness to those people outside?

"We can't do it on our own, can we, Little Water?" He nodded silently. "But if we work together, if we embrace each other with open arms, that's when our unique qualities can emerge, together and as one. That's how we achieve our true value. That's how we transform ourselves into the most wonderful bread in all of Paris."

“So, Little Water, now do you see?" Sister Sugar offered her hand. "You are the most special of all of us. Would you like to be special by yourself? Or would you like to join us and help us become the most delicious loaf of bread this baker has ever made?"

Sister Sugar's eyes smiled with warmth and encouragement. Little Water thought of all the people standing in line. He saw how happy he could help make them, and he began to understand how the master baker felt when he watched his bread bring smiles to their faces.

It's nice to be recognized, Little Water thought, but it seems that it is far more rewarding to bring happiness to other people.

"I don't mind what people think of me anymore," Little Water realized out loud. "I just want to do my part to bring happiness to those people outside. If we work together, we can still do it!"

Sister Sugar laughed and said ”That’s brilliant! If we move fast, maybe we can make it in time! Let’s go talk to the others.”

Hand in hand, Sister Sugar and Little Water approached the other ingredients. After hearing their story, Mr. Flour began to feel ashamed at his earlier prideful attitude. Coughing loudly a few times, he finally spoke up, but in a quiet and newly humble voice.

"Little Water, you have put me to shame. I... I want to apologize for my behavior all these years. Those beautiful wheat fields... well, never mind about all that. What's important is that we work together. I won't mention them ever again."

Brother Butter thought about his own behavior and felt ashamed as well. "Now I realize that you're the most special and important of all, Little Water. But nothing is more special or important as just working together."

"Hmmph!" Big Egg felt he was the worst of all, but he was a little rusty at making apologies. "Well, Little Water, I supposed it's natural for a big egg to make big mistakes. I have learned my lesson.” Lady Yeast nudged him hard in the side. "My sincerest apologies," Big Egg quickly added.

"Together, now, quick! The baker is back!" Sister Sugar cried. The master baker had returned to put the ingredients away. Little Water held his arms out to Mr. Flour and they finally joined together.

As the baker picked up his mixing bowl, he noticed that the flour had begun to be absorbed into the water. "Hmmm..." he said to himself, and he picked up a mixing spoon and tried mixing the dough. This time, instead of the flour and water remaining separate, they mixed very well together. Excitedly, he continued with the other ingredients. Everything worked as well as before, maybe even better.

The master baker looked outside at the line of people. Some of them had already begun to leave. He rushed outside, putting his baker's hat back on his head.

"Stop! We are open for business!" he commanded. A loud cheer rose from the crowd and the ones who were starting to leave quickly rushed back into line.

"But," the master baker added, "there will be some delay. I thank you for your patience."

Even though it was too late to finish the bread in time for lunch hour, the master baker knew he could have it ready by dinner time. During the rest of the lunch hour, the master baker worked furiously to mix the dough, while his clerk got the names and numbers of every person in line. When the bread was finished, each of them would get a call, and they could come and pick up their freshly baked bread. And the master baker would be able to see those smiles he loved so much.

With great passion, the master baker swore a solemn oath to his customers. "Even though the bread is a little late today, I promise you that it will be the most delicious bread that I have every made." Little Water, Sister Sugar, and the others heard this promise, and they, too, promised to do their very best to help the master baker in his mission.

And you know what? People still say talk about the bread that the bakery on Saint Charles Street baked that evening. They say that of all the bread they ever tried from the bakery on Saint Charles Street, none was ever as sweet, as tasty, as fluffy, or as healthy, as the bread from that day.

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麵包的故事

在法國Saint Charles街上 有一間很有名的麵包店
每天下午麵包一出爐 就有許多人排隊在購買麵包
因為這邊的麵包 又鬆又軟又好吃

店裡的老師傅 製作麵包已經有三十年的經驗
依照自己三十年的經驗
找到了最佳的麵粉 酵母 糖 奶油跟雞蛋的來源
每天他都會根據氣候的不同 選擇最佳的比例跟揉麵的方式
發酵多久 烘烤多久 都是有學問在裡頭的

店裡的客人在排隊時 總是說著
「啊！這個麵包超好吃的，他的麵粉可是從出自於某個區域，特別有嚼勁！！」
「他的酵母也很棒喔！據說是長時間他精挑某某種的酵母，長年培養的！」
「他的糖也是特別精製的！！」
「奶油也是歐洲選出最棒的牛奶中　特別做出來的喔！又香又濃啊！」
「他的雞蛋更是絕佳的！那個蛋比一般的蛋都還要大百分之二十哪！」
每個客人都說得頭頭是道

在店裡面的烘焙室
這些材料們　靜靜的享受著顧客的稱讚
麵粉先生知道自己來自於貴族的品種　　感到自己很了不起
酵母小姐知道自己有長年的歷史　　對自己覺得很驕傲
雞蛋弟弟可是不用說了　　他知道自己可是出身非常高貴
奶油阿姨也覺得自己是萬中選一的牛奶中　最高等級的奶油
糖哥哥知道　自己可是精心釀製的　認為自己是很棒的　　不過　糖哥哥不喜歡炫耀自己的身分
他們常常一起討論　　自己有多了不起　　在這麵包當中　　扮演著多重要的地位
在這些材料中　　只有一項最不起眼了
那就是水
水弟弟呢　　只知道自己是從水龍頭裡流出來的
每次聽見大家都稱讚其他材料　　他都覺得自己很沒有面子

這天大家又在排隊　吹噓自己有多了不起了
糖哥哥就見到水弟弟在一旁　　靜靜的不說話
老師傅要做麵包了
開始要把所有的材料依序混合在一起
水弟弟想到　　自己又要陪這些高貴的材料一起做出好吃的麵包
不禁覺得很難過　　心情一不好
兩手一抱著胸口　　不想跟大家合作了　　
反正自己從來沒有被人稱讚過
一定是不重要的　　反正不重要　　乾脆就不要參加好了
如果老師傅硬要把我加進去跟大家一起
我也不想理大家了

老師傅按照他的習慣　　把水倒了進麵粉
準備開始和麵
可是今天老師傅覺淂很奇怪
他沒有辦法把麵粉跟水完美的揉在一起
今天怎麼了？

老師父試了又試　　就是搞不定
越來越心急　　可是不管加再多水　或是加再多麵粉　　就是沒有用
麵粉也著急了　　他大叫　　水弟弟　　你幹麻這樣鬧脾氣　　對你有什麼好處？
雞蛋弟弟也生氣了　　水弟弟　　你不要再鬧了　　你再鬧　　我怎麼進去一起變成麵包　你不要打擾我
酵母小姐看到了　　也很擔心　　跟水弟弟說　　水弟弟　你怎麼了　　怎麼今天這麼不合作呢
大家叫的叫　罵的罵　　沒有人懂水弟弟在想什麼
眼看著時間一分一秒的經過　　老師傅今天就是不能夠成功的和出麵團來烤麵包
老師傅無奈的搖搖頭　　走出廚房　　要店員今天把店關起來　　不賣麵包了
水弟弟心裡感到一絲絲的高興　　因為自己看起來很重要
他氣嘟嘟的說：「誰叫你們平常都不重視我！哼！看你們沒有我！你們就不能做麵包了吧！」
糖哥哥今天一直沒有說話　　他看著這些事情發生了
他總覺得那裡有問題　　為什麼　　大家都沒有注意到水弟弟呢？

老師傅難過的走出廚房　他不知道自己哪裡出了錯
他以為自己已經喪失了做麵包的能力了　　他心裡覺得非常沮喪
大家看到老師傅的樣子　　都感到非常難過
糖哥哥實在不忍心　　就去找水弟弟聊天
糖哥哥問：「水弟弟，你今天到底怎麼了？為什麼這麼生氣？」
水弟弟說：「糖哥哥，因為我覺得我一點也不重要，我不知道為什麼我還要跟你們一起變成麵包。」
糖哥哥說：「水弟弟，你怎麼會覺淂自己都不重要呢？你看，沒有你，我們都不能一起變成麵包了！」
水弟弟委屈的說：「糖哥哥，可是，你們都非常的高貴！就只有我，我根本不知道自己來自哪裡，我只是水龍頭流出來的。」
糖哥哥說：「什麼？原來你是為了這個啊！」糖哥哥忍不住笑了起來。
水弟弟看著糖哥哥笑，忍不注更難過了起來，就哭了。
糖哥哥看見水弟弟哭，趕緊過來安慰他。
糖哥哥說：「水弟弟，來，我聽過我的好朋友跟我說過這段故事，說完之後，我相信，你再也不懷疑自己了！」
水弟弟說：「真的嗎？」
糖哥哥點點頭說：「真的！」「我聽說，在這世界，你們水，有三種循環，從天空上掉了下來之後，你會變成了雨，雨水流到地上之後，會變成小溪或小河。這些溪水，在高山上寒冷的地方，會變成冰，在溫暖的地方，就是潺潺的水。這些水，流過許許多多美麗的地方，你拜訪過能夠麵粉大哥他的父親小麥的故鄉，你流過可以做出最高級奶油的牧場，你經過可以養出最有營養雞蛋的農舍，你甚至還到訪過可以把糖哥哥我做出來的工廠。
然後，流到大海裡。到了大海，你還會遇見許許多多不同的生物，然後，經過太陽一照，你又再度升上天空，變成了美麗的雲。等到你心情好了，你會再度變成雨水，或是變成美麗的雪花，降落到地面上。這個循環，週而復始，所以你知道嗎？你是我們這裡面所有的夥伴中，旅行過最多最多地方的耶！你是我們所有的夥伴中，最有能力的人哪！」
水弟弟聽到之後，眼睛亮了起來。他問糖哥哥：「糖哥哥，你說的是真的嗎？」
糖哥哥說：「當然是真的，不信，你可以問問老師傅啊！」
水弟弟說：「我一定要問清楚，不過，我真的相信你說的！我也是很特別的啊！」
糖哥哥說：「水弟弟，你知道嗎？重點根本不是你從哪裡來，或是你是誰。因為，如果你因為自己的特別，就看不起其他人，那麼，其他人也不願意跟你合作，那麼，怎麼會有麵包呢？我們都有自己的獨特性，可是這些獨特性，如果不能夠一起合作，那麼，我們就不能夠幫助老師傅，做出又香又濃的麵包了！」
糖哥哥問水弟弟：「你願意幫助我們，一起做成麵包嗎？」
水弟弟想起那些在店裏面排隊的客人，每個人臉上都露出幸福的笑容。
水弟弟想起　當老師傅看見客人滿意的離開　他的臉上也露出幸福的笑容。
水弟弟點了點頭，他跟糖哥哥說：「我願意！為了這些人的幸福笑容，我願意跟大家一起變成麵包！！」
糖哥哥說：「水弟弟，這真是太好了！」
糖哥哥馬上召集所有材料，一起來開個會。
他跟大家說明了今天下午，水弟弟到底發生了什麼事情，並請大家給予水弟弟支持。
麵粉先生首先說了：「水弟弟，我真的不知道，我以前這麼交噢，讓你感到不舒服，我跟你道歉！」
奶油阿姨說：「對啊！水弟弟，沒有你，我們什麼也做不成哪！」
雞蛋弟弟也說：「對啊！水弟弟，明天我們要一起做成好吃的麵包喔！！」
所有的材料都跟水弟弟道歉，並且也覺淂水弟弟也是非常重要的材料啊！大家決定，明天，一定要一起變成好吃的麵包！

老師傅深夜憂慮得睡不著　　又跑到廚房來　　他不知道　　自己今天哪裡出了錯
他顫抖的把所有材料　　再次的依照自己的經驗　　準備好　　並且開始和麵
這次　　所有的材料　　都跟老師傅全力配合
就看著水弟弟把雙手打開 用力的擁抱著麵粉大哥
所有材料依序的再跳入麵糰中
老師傅感到一切都正常了 然後麵糰發酵了　　
他心裡好高興　　趕緊把麵團放進烤箱烤 設定了溫度
過了一會兒　　烤箱裡發出了非常香的麵包味
老師傅知道　　明天　　又可以讓大家吃到　　又鬆又軟又美味的麵包了

宏豪創作於12-28-2010

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