Coffee and tea the old days in coffee

The old days in the coffee

The poem said, "there are no two mornings in a day, and time does not come again." About time, some people say she is beautiful, some say she is unsentimental, others say that she is in a hurry to respond.

I remember that the college entrance examination year, day and night lost the line, from dawn to dusk, from the canteen to the classroom and then to the dormitory, crazy three o'clock line, mechanically revolving around the test paper. On the surface, it looks very bitter and bitter, but the heart is sweet and sweet. Because of holding an expectation and looking forward to a future, everything is enjoyable. Some boring afternoon, lying on the desk to take a nap, drooling unwittingly a small beach. After waking up, he hurriedly "destroys the body". He is young and ignorant, but his self-esteem is unbelievably strong. A few minutes later, the deskmate handed over a cup of food, which was steaming hot.

"Coffee, which I bought in the supermarket, tastes good." My deskmate lay down on the desk, turned around and looked at me, then smiled and closed my eyes.

I looked at the "unknown liquid" in front of me, the fragrant aroma lingering around my nose, smelling fragrant, very gluttonous. Drink up, sweet with a little bitter strange touch, like a heart flower quietly in full bloom, the spirit is refreshed. At that time, I didn't know anything about coffee. I just thought it was just a similar drink. I didn't know anything about coffee, and I just thought that I would finish drinking it quickly and wait for my head to clear up so that I could quickly make a mock test paper.

When I was a teenager who tried my best to dream, coffee became my indispensable companion in my daily life. Often tired, often listless, will have a cup, and then go all out for the dream.

In the old days when I couldn't go back, I was always ignorant and fearless. I felt that if I opened my hand, I could embrace the whole world.

As warm as tea

When I first entered the workplace, I suffered a lot of dumb losses and heard all the gossip because I was simple and unworldly. Fortunately, I still made a few sincere friends. After years of experience and precipitation, I have become more calm, calm, tenacious and brave.

The place of work is a small southwest town rich in tea, which is said to be one of the only roads and birthplaces of the ancient Tea-Horse Road in ancient times. I also heard the local people mention it after I came here, but I didn't go into it in detail, nor did I make any textual research. One day, chatting with the newspaper editors in the teahouse, the owner of the teahouse served a cup of tea. I thought that like the tea I used to drink, I picked it up and took a sip. Who knows, the taste is unexpectedly poor 108000 li. When I carefully identified the color of the tea, I found in hindsight that this cup of tea is an introverted cinnabar color, which is very different from the turquoise of ordinary tea leaves after soaking.

I asked hurriedly, "what kind of tea is this?"

An editor said, "Tibetan tea, a specialty here, can clear fat and lower blood pressure." In the past, starting from here, we had to transport Tibetan compatriots there every year! "

It dawned on me, and I couldn't help rejoicing. This Tibetan tea is mellow in taste, rich in color, and memorable; coupled with such a generous effect, it can be regarded as the best of the tea.

Compared with coffee, tea is lighter and more pleasant and elegant. If you compare coffee to a fashionable European and American girl, then tea is an oriental beauty with great connotation; coffee is strong like an oil painting, while tea is more gentle than ink landscape; instant coffee is refreshing, and tea needs to be soaked to know its delicacy.

Coffee and tea, perhaps like people in this life, initially measure the pace with enthusiasm to reach the place, after time carving, like an hourglass, gradually transformed from the outside to the inside, to the ultimate beauty.

Su Dongpo said in a poem: "Life knows what it is like everywhere, it should be like Fei Hong stepping on snow and mud." Occasionally there are fingers and claws on the mud, and Hong Fei recalculates things. " Initially strong, then light, just like a person's life, there is the joy of success, the pain of failure. But in any case, they all carve traces on life, deep and shallow, cloudy and sunny changes, are the most beautiful gifts.