The Best interpretation of Coffee and Life

One person with one heart and one cup in hand, indulge in the notes, accumulate in the depression, taste the mood coffee in the antique, float the coffee mood, perceive the true feelings, touch the memories.

The strong taste of coffee, bitter and sweet, sour and astringent, scattered and endless fragrance also drowns the whole environment, drowning all the vicissitudes and maturity, troubles and thoughts, difficulties and worries, contemplation and contemplation, what brings you is joy, freshness, endless enthusiasm, spirit and strength.

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The coffee pot is full of ups and downs, the coffee cup is filled with dreams, the coffee is filled with thoughts, the coffee table is filled with the philosophy of life, drinking is a state of mind, taste is a kind of aftertaste. I feel that my body and mind are purified, filtered away impetuous, and what is precipitated is deep thinking. Coffee, like tea, is also a kind of sentiment, a kind of desire to rest, a kind of unstoppable.

Sometimes, love is like drinking coffee, drink attentively in order to taste the taste. Irish coffee once fascinated me. I heard that the drop of wine was a whole cup of coffee.

Like crystal tears, floating on the cup, telling the story of love. The purity of Blue Mountain Coffee is full-bodied and balanced, melting into the sentence "Angels don't cry, Blue Mountains are here." Colombian coffee is fragrant and delicious, strong and delicious, with mellow bitterness and light acidity.

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Those who have loved have never hated or forgotten, those who have been bit by bit melted into the bone marrow, like the blending of blood and water, the combination of coffee and partner, compatible with milk in life. Can forget what kind of coffee to drink, can forget when to drink coffee, but can not forget the fragrance and bitterness of coffee. There was once true love, bitter love, laughter and tears in the coffee at this time.

Order a cup of coffee, let the mood with the swirling fog, gently caress the warmth of the coffee cup between fingers, eyes touch the color of a room, Leipin Lin Lang, and those who hide in the coffee fog Qiao Qiao Xi, a kind of blurred, mind long drift, precipitate, float up again. Stirring a cup of coffee, along with the fragrance, is also a state of mind.

Take a sip of coffee, a bitter fragrance on the tip of the tongue, I do not know whether it is the rich coffee, or the slightly astringent mind, there is such a place to collect their own mood. I look forward to the mood of this moment, as clear as a cup of coffee, transparent, no trace, no grudge. I can't let go of the leisurely hue of coffee. We live at both ends of the city, and love lingers among us for a long time. Some stories in the city begin with a cup of coffee, and some end with a cup of coffee.

It is the most common to use coffee to describe life. A cup of coffee is like a long life, bitter with astringent, astringent with sweet, a variety of taste of their own. Life is a hard journey, life needs color, coffee is the same, add a little milky milk, thin flavor, blend together to form a group. Coffee is not fashionable to drink, know every round of life will enjoy coffee this implicit liquid.

Spent in a quiet and comfortable cafe, looking for an unparalleled narrative, thinking of cleaning and fusion coffee, just like life, bitter mixed with a hint of aftertaste, rich but unbearable to look back. Coffee brings us not only a strong taste, what we want is a feeling.

The door of the cafe is always open and unclosed. it is still those half sad and half joyful human stories, scattered everywhere in the cafe, like coffee, half bitter and half sweet.

I don't know why I can sit for half a day in this way. is it the environment, the state of mind, or the pursuit of thoughts? But there is no way to find it. In leisure, a cup of coffee can taste all kinds of life; when busy, a cup of coffee can drink out the rhythm and emotion of modern people.