My wonderful Coffee the Cultural Life of Coffee

In years of companionship, it is a happy thing to find that there is something I love, which can keep me passionate, pursue and have a goal all the time. Thank you for your company.

As a traditional and simple rural girl, my way of life is conservative, and the things I taste and touch are limited to what I am familiar with. Coffee, a relatively foreign thing, is a novel thing that I have never dared to try. The first time I drank coffee came from my first boyfriend.

When I was a freshman, I often went to the study room to read. When I came back from lunch, I found that there was an iron can of drink on the table: coffee. The first reaction was who put it in the wrong place. I was ready to put it away and continue to study, only to find that there was a note below: to the beautiful you! It's you!

The shock in my heart is no less than the coming of the tsunami! If I look around and don't know who it is, I can only pretend that nothing has happened and continue to read, but in fact I have begun to think about it. And I tasted this novel drink silently for the first time in the evening. Maybe it's the longing for the first love, maybe it's the excitement of the boy's loving behavior. When I drank coffee for the first time, I actually felt that the taste was sweet and fragrant. And fell in love with the smell uncontrollably. Later, continuous coffee appeared on the table where I studied. I enjoyed the coffee and looked forward to the early appearance of that person. The wonderful time just passed by little by little. ..

In the later days, coffee has become an important part between us, coffee varieties and brands continue to appear in our lives, has been with us. Then he began to grind his own coffee, and even went tens of thousands of kilometers away just to taste the coffee.

In years of companionship, it is a happy thing to find that there is something I love, which can keep me passionate, pursue and have a goal all the time. Thank you for your company.