Life-giving Irish Coffee

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The middle-aged man sat at the window, looking so depressed and didn't know what to do. Contradictory emotions wrapped around him and completely subverted his usual pride and confidence. I asked him softly what he wanted to drink. He grabbed his hair in both hands and replied that he wanted to get drunk. He looks like a child who has lost warmth and needs warmth and direction.

Without saying a word, I quietly made a cup of Irish coffee in front of him and told him that getting drunk was bad for his health.

He tasted the strong Ireland and told me that his young personality was like Irish Whiskey, strong and like to fight ferociously. Although the prodigal son has long returned and taken care of the family, he feels that he is a failed father when he sees that his son and daughter have reached adulthood. The son and daughter are not as they expected, perhaps because of retribution. The integration of the son is not complete, and he is a little overdone. Although the daughter is clever, she is too clever. Not only that, he also thinks that he is a failed husband who cannot provide his wife with enough money and still needs her to work hard.

I listened quietly to his story, and I also knew the frustration of this father and husband. in fact, his children were clever. Although they did not have very high achievements, they were safe and did not steal and cheat. His wife did not give up, did not complain, and felt the happiness and happiness of the family. Although he did not have a high degree, he could hear the laughter and words of this family from time to time in the breakfast shop in the middle of the country.

It is a kind of worry, and every family has its own difficult classics. he told me that Irish Whiskey's strength slowly reverberated between the mouth, just like the receding ferocity and the prodigal son's personality; the sweetness of the return was like supporting his home and sweet load; the sour fusion of coffee was like the bitterness and sadness of life, and like his current mood, he felt that he was a failed father and could not train a successful child.

I told him that peace in life is a blessing, Irish coffee combines all the joys and sorrows of life, why bother to ask for achievement, children to enjoy the knee, wife to pay love, this is happiness, why so forced. The sweetness of the cream is a symbol of his happiness now. Don't pursue it, you should make good use of it.

I said and left quietly, leaving him to drink Ireland quietly and think quietly.