Introduction of Snow vein Manor Bolivia Coffee producing area

It was on the roof of Bolivia-South America, Sanmao was moved by the sight, and her compatriots of the same race a few generations ago also welcomed her with warm arms and watched her leave reluctantly. I see. Sanmao once said that La Paz was a beautiful lily blooming on the green grass of the plateau. Sanmao said, "its fragrance, I can never forget." so in such a cold winter, such a fragrance unexpectedly crossed thousands of mountains and rivers. Reappear in this small cup of amber liquid.

Yes, this cup of Bolivia is really quiet and beautiful. It has no strong aroma of fruit or individual flavor of dried fruit. It hardly makes people feel its uniqueness when it comes to the mouth. It just melts in the mouth and melts in the warm music of winter without emphasizing its name to me. But it can not be denied that it is such quiet and ordinary peace that makes the moment of this cold winter morning stop and then go back to those distant and beautiful memories and replay those beautiful scenery, characters, and stories.

The coffee in the cup is about to reach the bottom, but it still maintains the temperature of the palm of my hand. I took the last big sip deeply, at the bottom of the cup-there is really the fragrance of lilies! It is the white flower that is still blooming in the cliff crevice at the top of the mountain. Look! The cold wind is shining, isn't there still a tender green bud sticking out of the gently swaying white flowers?

My friend, if you ask me what Bolivian coffee looks like? I will tell you that it is like the lilies on the plateau, not fragrant enough, not gorgeous enough, nor so colorful and gorgeous, but it is always blooming quietly, even in the cold winter wind, and its aroma can not be encountered or sought-- unless you put your heart into it, you will see the lilies blooming quietly in the cold winter months at the bottom of the cup.