Chinese · early morning
I don't feel like taking a walk this morning.
Do not oversleep tomorrow morning.
I watched TV this morning.
I got up at six this morning.
I got up at five that morning.
Wake me up early tomorrow morning.
I got up very late this morning.
I woke up at five this morning.
I borrowed Tom's phone this morning.
What were you doing this morning?
In the morning, I write in the park.
The headline caught my eye this morning.
It was raining this morning, but now it's sunny.
I ate bread and butter this morning.
I work for three hours every Sunday morning.
How are you feeling this morning?
It started to rain at four o'clock in the morning.
Please wake me up at 6 tomorrow morning.
Did you feed the dog this morning?
He received a good many letters this morning.
Tom waits for me at the bus stop every morning.
Every morning, while he is eating his breakfast, his dog looks at him.
I've had a scratchy throat since this morning. I wonder if I've caught a cold.
My father goes jogging every morning.
My father takes a walk every morning.
Were your eyelids stuck together when you woke up this morning?
We want to be on the first bus tomorrow morning.
We must finish everything before Tuesday morning.
I saw a group of foreigners on my way to school this morning.
Tom and Jane quarreled, but they made up the next morning.
Tom left early this morning, so he should be in Boston by now.
She was able to be ready early this morning, because she finished packing last night.
Eat a live frog every morning, and nothing worse will happen to you the rest of the day.
Meetings are to be held on the afternoon of July 15 (Tuesday), all day July 16 (Wednesday), and the morning of July 17 (Thursday).
Plenty of snow had fallen overnight. The following morning, grandmothers and their grandchildren on sledges appeared in the streets, and in the afternoon, after school, snowball fights broke out in the park.
The next morning, Dima got out of the dumpster, but only to realize that all of his clothes now smelled like garbage.
It's a sunny 3rd of July of 2025. On the 7th will be the Star Festival—Tanabata—in Japan. This morning, here on Lulu Island, I strolled to Tim Hortons café twice—Iced Coffee with oat milk, then Strawberry Watermelon Sparkling Quencher with a Sausage Farmer's Wrap. I went to the "Clam Temple." On the way, I glanced at the charming bamboo grove. An old man had dug holes beside it to put compost—eaten mangoes and cherries. At the café, I spoke to Greg, the white man who eventually wants to own a B&B in Kushiro, Hokkaido, with his Japanese wife. The native Ainu and marshes are attractions there. Today, head-shaven Greg is wearing a beige T-shirt and beige shorts—maybe a hint of Chabacano?
Fathers in cities spend eight hours in the office and another two hours traveling to and from their work on trains full of people every morning and evening.
In the morning of the 27th of February of 2022, on my way out of my Lulu Island house, I saw my neighbours the redhead Rochelle of Russian-Mennonite ancestry and the grey-haired moustached Al from the Anglophone section of Montreal; he was from many generations of Canadians. He said that he did not know French, when he lived in Montreal. I ate a slice of pesto cheese pizza at the pizzeria. The vendor was from Mumbai. Through the window, I could see a young brown-blond-haired man in a dark-grey hooded jacket and blue shorts, which made him look like a "big boy." At the cafe, there was an under-age-30 crowd of ten outside, of whom one looked like a handsome Jew. Inside was a table of five or six over-age-30 people, of whom one was a handsome tomboy in a dark-green jacket and army-green pants. I drank my iced black tea. Heading out of the cafe, I saw the "big boy" smoking in the wooded park. I took the long route home, through the grassy school field littered with goose poop, the northern snowcapped mountains obscured by clouds, an Animistic-Buddhistic view seemingly of a different planet. Near my house, parked in a truck were Olivia and Daniel. Olivia was studying Biochemistry. In the back seat of the truck was a fully black German Shepherd.
This 14th of May of 2025 is cloudy skies interspersed with blue spaces. I walked to the Roman Catholic church on St. Albans Road twice, once in the morning and again in the afternoon, my 12th and 13th times this spring. In the morning was confession for the little boys and girls in uniform. They were of different races, in the big worship hall. The priest was in the confession booth talking to a student. At the Adoration Chapel, I noticed a nice pot of orchids on the front left. In the afternoon, the big worship hall was mostly empty, a condition which I usually prefer. At the road was a handsome muscle man in white tank top jogging. The big purple-bloom tree seems like an Empress Tree, a Paulownia, because of the big heart-shaped leaves. Reminiscent of Jacaranda with its purple blooming, it's saudade for me about South America. At Tim Hortons café, I enjoyed Scrambled Eggs with Sausage and Potatoes and an Earl Grey Tea with oat milk in the morning, and an Iced Classic Lemonade in the afternoon. The day was full of walking. At home, I study bits of Lojban and Esperanto. I have many books in Esperanto. I tend towards Animism-Buddhism in my Syncretism.