Paris tells you that coffee is not for drinking.

If you think coffee is for drinking, then you must have never been to Paris.

In the streets of Paris, a cup of coffee, a seat, maybe an afternoon. I think there is no other city in the world that gives you such a leisurely feeling like a cafe in Paris.

Many people say that the French carve pride into their bones, write romance on their faces, and dissolve their interest into their blood. The first thing many Parisians do when they wake up in the morning is to drink coffee.

Paris is a small city, but there are nearly 12000 cafes, large and small. This neat and clean city has opened its eyes to the "illegal buildings" outside the cafe. Almost every cafe has put tables and chairs on the sidewalk and built colorful outdoor ceilings. In Paris, only cafes dare to do so without fear of punishment.

You, sitting in the street, basking in the sun while drinking coffee, pedestrians, those different faces, clothes and looks, contain endless emotions and stories.

The cafes here have their own legends. Founded in 1860, the Flower God Cafe is a place where literati and artists often meet. Standing in front of the Opera House, the cafe was designed by Chargarnier, who once designed the Paris National Opera House. In front of the typical old coffee shop in Montparnasse, a young Chinese painter who studied in France pointed to the cafe and said to me, "A few centuries ago, artists led by Jean Cockett often gathered here." You see, on many tables, there is a leather sign engraved with the names of guests who sat in the same seat a century ago: Picasso, Ravel, Apolinel. " Today, these century-old shops are still full of friends, and it is a bit difficult to find a chair.

Would you like to have a cup of coffee in Paris like this?